“Captain Zhou and his brothers are certainly admirable for their dedication to the country, but in this apocalypse, people must plan more for themselves. If Captain Zhou is willing to bring his team to join us, I, Feng, will definitely not neglect you all. Once we reach the Northeast, I will ensure that you live comfortably – forget about wealth and glory in the apocalypse, at least it won’t be worse than before. What do you say?”
Chun Cao, Guo Weixiang, and Ding Shi registered their supplies and carried their meal boxes into the canteen. From afar, they saw Feng Wentai and Zhou Rong sitting opposite each other in the corner, with Feng’s bodyguards drinking around them with ill intentions.
Chun Cao immediately took two steps forward but saw Zhou Rong put his hand behind his back and shake his head at her.
“How should I put it,” Zhou Rong laughed: “As special forces, trained by the country for so many years, now is precisely when we are most needed…”
Feng Wentai was impatient: “I understand the reasoning, but Captain Zhou must also consider his own brothers. You’ve already lost two people. What can the country give them? A medal? Compensation? Even the entire B Military Region has fallen! The government can barely take care of itself.”
“Mr. Feng,” Zhou Rong teased, “Yan Hao isn’t dead yet.”
Feng Wentai choked.
Zhou Rong observed his expression and coughed appropriately before he could react:
“Speaking of which, if we head north, what about all these men, women, elderly, and children in this room?”
Feng Wentai looked around. People in the distance were queuing for meals, many shaking the thin porridge in their bowls and looking at the bodyguards’ stir-fries and beer with dissatisfaction.
“Our supplies are limited,” he lowered his voice.
Zhou Rong stared at him quietly.
“If we take all these people, the food might run out halfway. In this cold weather, if we can’t replenish supplies, everyone might perish.”
Feng Wentai pondered for a moment before speaking again: “In my opinion, those who are inconvenient to move and physically weak should be left at the fertilizer factory. Additionally, to avoid internal conflicts during the escape, those who might be rebellious should be left to fend for themselves. It’s a win-win solution.”
Zhou Rong remained silent, his smile growing deeper with each word.
