"Like our family, my father used to be a farmer, and I work in a company. My younger brother just graduated and has not yet worked, so he is a student. As for me, hum~" Zhang Fei sneered several times as if he was mocking himself. .
His sneer actually aroused Derek's curiosity about his work.
After a while, he subconsciously asked: "What...do you do here?"
"Me!? I studied law and practiced law. But in the end of the world...the law is of no use! Therefore, the only things my father, brother, I, my father, and my brother can do in the skinhead gang are...those who don't earn many cents. coolie.
The reason why we want to run away is also because... we can't survive in the skinhead camp. My brother and I are not meant to be hard laborers. In addition, if you don't have enough to eat every day, you will easily have problems when working without enough food. If you have problems, you will inevitably be insulted and beaten by bastards like skinheads.
We had really had enough. Before we ran away that day, my father and brother and I had discussed finding opportunities to escape more than once. But the skinhead camp was too tightly guarded and we couldn't find a suitable opportunity to take action.
Until that time it was our team's turn to go out to carry supplies. "
So that's it. After hearing this, Derek finally understood why Zhang Fei was so self-deprecating just now.
In the last days, legal and moral principles have collapsed.
Even the law has collapsed, what use do you think lawyers have?
On the contrary, sitting for long periods of time and lacking exercise on weekdays made Zhang Fei worse than an ordinary worker.
This was a huge blow to him as a white-collar worker.
But now, we are not discussing Zhang Fei's psychological problems in the apocalypse.
The end of the world is coming, and this is something that every human being has to experience.
In this environment, no one cares what you did in the past.
You either learn to adapt or you die.
But looking at the end of the world from another level... is also a wonderful thing.
Because the advent of the end of the world has caused a huge contrast in the entire world.
Just like Zhang Fei, a former white-collar worker has become uncomfortable in the last days.
But those workers and security guards have become able to stand alone in the end of the world.
What Wang Qiang cares about is how the skinheads categorized the survivors.
To be honest, this move seemed ordinary, but it was the thing Wang Qiang was most afraid of.
The skinheads captured the survivors and used them as coolies in the camp, which is nothing to say.
But they extracted those who were capable and skilled among the survivors, gave them preferential treatment, and even recruited them into the skinhead gang.
Compared with the blind garbage of Baldou itself, these skilled people are the most terrifying.
As the saying goes, knowledge changes destiny, and technology changes destiny.
In the end of the world, those blind garbage collectors only have a numerical advantage.
It's easy to deal with people with guns and bullets.
What's scary is that there are scientific and technical personnel among the skinheads.
Once the other party has complete technical personnel, the development of the skinhead gang will be unlimited.
"Zhang Fei!" It was Wang Qiang again.
Hearing Wang Qiang's greeting, Zhang Fei looked back in a daze: "Hmm~"
"Two questions. First, you said that you go out in shifts to carry supplies. Do you mean that every time the skinheads carry supplies, they take people out in the order of the team?"
"Yes. They claim to be providing opportunities for us incompetent people to earn cents to eat and drink." Zhang Fei sneered again.
"Is that what happened?" Wang Qiang asked seriously and without expression.
Zhang Fei shrugged: "Is that what it is...? It depends on what angle you look at this problem. Yes, to do this thing, the skinheads will give you a little more centimeters, but it means you can change more Just steamed buns.
But think about it, going out to carry supplies is risky. You have no idea what you're going to encounter out there.
It's okay if there is no problem. But if there are no problems, the skinhead gang won't care about your life.
As far as I know, there was a whole group of more than ten people who followed the skinheads out to carry supplies. In the end...none of them came back.
Later I heard that they were attacked by a group of corpses on the road... Well, all the skinheads who went there returned without anything. But the rest of the moving team...all the fools know that these poor people are being used as shields by the skinheads! !
In addition, they do not allow you to refuse the so-called charity and opportunities to improve your life.
As long as you can move, you must follow.
My dad had a cold and felt uncomfortable some time ago, but he still got dragged away by such a stupid bastard! Later, I had a high fever when I came back. In order to change my brother's fever-reducing medicine, my brother and I almost died from exhaustion.
Do you think this kind of arrangement is done by individuals? ? "
Wang Qiang sympathized with what happened to the Zhang brothers.
But sympathy alone is useless in this matter.
Derek didn't interrupt, but when he heard this, he immediately followed up: "So, bastard forces like skinheads must be eradicated. We can't be afraid of them just because they are strong.
You two brothers escaped today, but there are still many people suffering in the skinhead camp! !
You are determined to resist now, and so are they!
But, they don't have this opportunity! !
We are their hope, believe me, as long as we wage war against the skinheads, these trapped survivors, as well as those survivors who are oppressed by the skinheads outside, will eventually become one of us! ! "
Derek was very impassioned.
Thunder Eyes and Wang Qiang looked at each other. Wang Qiang was not as excited as Derek.
What he was thinking about was writing a more reliable and practical question: "Second question!!"
Wang Qiang pointed out two fingers.
"How many people are in a group like you are grouping like this? How many skinhead camps are there grouped like this?"
If he could know these data, Wang Qiang could calculate how many survivors were imprisoned in the skinhead camp.
"This...I don't know how many groups there are specifically. But the number of people in each group is usually about ten people. We install it in a building, and the distribution is sufficient."
"Wow, there are about a hundred people there." Derek couldn't help but exclaimed.
Zhang Fei nodded: "Yes. So, our living conditions are not very good. It is smoky inside, and the weather is cool, but it is not a place for people to stay in hot weather."
"Do you have free time? I mean...are you free to move around the camp?" This is equally important.
If the survivors can move freely within the skinhead gang, then... Zhang Fei and the others should know more information.
But the reply Zhang Fei gave... "There is no freedom of movement. How do you expect freedom after entering that damn place!? Don't be kidding. The only area where we can move is the building we are in."
Even in his own building, there are dedicated skinheads to guard him! !
If it weren't for the strict supervision, my father, brother and I would have tried to escape long ago! ! "
