461: Why is there no movement?

In mid-air, Nie Fangping watched this scene coldly.

If he had a human mouth, it would definitely be curled into a hidden smile now.

Subway Station.

This time, Wu Gen and the others returned, carrying one and a half bags of rice on their shoulders.

Seeing this harvest, the eyes of the people around, who were starving to the limit, widened.

Some people who could move swarmed around like flies.

"Wu Gen, I knew you could find something to eat today!"

Among the crowd, there was a fawning voice.

With the rice bags placed on the ground, Wu Gen looked at the crowd in front of him and grinned happily, "Everyone, listen to me!"

After his voice came out, the crowd quieted down slightly.

However, most people's eyes were still focused on the two bags of rice.

At this moment, Wu Gen took out a perfectly neat and wrinkle-free propaganda paper from his body.

"Today, our search team not only found two bags of rice outside, but also picked up this!"

His voice was full of excitement.

It seemed that compared to the two bags of rice in front of him, the paper in his hand was the most important thing!

"What is this?"

Someone asked with a hint of confusion.

Cui Shun then briefly and confidently explained, "In three days, a large Army will come to Rong City to eradicate the Zombies and rescue us survivors!"

"We can reach Yishan Base or Jiangnan Base directly under the escort of the Army!"

"That is to say, as long as we live until the 27th, we can escape this place covered by Zombies and have normal three meals a day!"

After the man's voice fell, the entire Subway Station, all the disheveled and dying survivors, felt a surge of joy, like a downpour, pouring down on their heads!

"Saved?"

"An Army will come to save us!"

"Two hundred thousand! This will definitely be able to destroy the Zombies! We are finally going to leave this Hell!"

"Caw caw caw! Damn Zombies, damn, kill them all!"

Among the crowd, countless people were so excited that they looked like madmen.

Zhou Shou was even breathing rapidly and snatched the propaganda paper from Wu Gen's hand.

A group of people immediately gathered around, and even the attraction of the two bags of rice could not shake their gaze.

"Really!"

"This is printed. The Town has a power outage, and the generator noise is too loud, and no one dares to use it."

"This thing can only be printed in the Base City that has not been captured by Zombies!"

Someone next to Zhou Shou simply analyzed it, and couldn't stop the wild joy.

"Look, how high is the wall of this Base!"

"No need to worry about Zombies at all!"

Someone pointed to the picture on the propaganda paper.

"And these meals... fruit." Looking at the greasy delicacies painted on the propaganda paper, the survivors in the Subway Station swallowed their saliva.

However, it was a hoarse, dry pain.

But the excitement in their eyes did not diminish at all.

"Come, come, eat." Wu Gen put the rice on the table and greeted everyone.

Now that he knew the Army would come to rescue them soon, he was now very generous.

And the purpose was very simple.

He had fed these people, and when the Army came, he would be able to claim credit.

His inherent status would be one level higher than others.

Moreover, the Army was coming, and everyone was going to be rescued.

What was the use of keeping these grains to himself?

Wouldn't they just be thrown away here if they couldn't be finished?

It was better to use these grains to make these eighty-plus people indebted to him.

Only four days, these meters are completely enough to eat!

In the past, everyone could not see hope.

Living one day at a time, everyone's behavior and style could be described as crazy and dirty.

They did whatever they wanted, and whatever made them comfortable.

And at this time.

Knowing that they would have a future and that the old order was about to return, those in the crowd who had previously shown their dirtiness were now smiling and humble to each other, putting on a mask of kindness, looking harmonious.

"Come, eat more, uncle was not good before, he forced you, I hope you don't hold a grudge."

A greasy Middle-aged man put a thumb-sized rice ball into the woman's hand.

Looking at the rice ball in her hand, the woman's eyes were empty.

She stuffed it into her mouth, swallowed it, and then, with a silly smile, dragged a girl's corpse from the side.

This girl was her younger sister.

Before, in order to get something to eat, her younger sister was also pushed out by her to receive guests.

And some time ago, her younger sister was tortured to death.

She also fell into idiocy.

In her mind, as long as someone gave her something to eat, she had to push her younger sister out, otherwise she would be beaten.

Seeing this scene, the greasy Middle-aged man felt bored and took a bite of the rice ball in his hand, then turned and left.

After learning that they were saved, everyone in the Subway Station...

There was light in their eyes.

When they got along, they looked so harmonious and happy.

That night, to celebrate, everyone set up a fire and cooked a pot of rice again.

Half a bag of rice was directly consumed.

Looking at the deflated rice bag, everyone had a happy face.

In their opinion, this was not a crisis after the food disappeared, but a countdown to happiness!

On May 24th, everyone in the Subway Station was full of energy, and some dying people also recovered their spirit.

On May 25th, with open eating, only half a bag of rice was left, but this half bag only needed to last for one day tomorrow, and by the day after tomorrow, the Army would enter the Town!

On May 26th, the people in the Subway Station, with their cheeks bulging with rice balls and drinking the last of their water, thought about the coming tomorrow, and everyone's mood became even more excited.

How would they wake up tomorrow? They should be woken up by the rescue Army.

With full anticipation, everyone couldn't sleep.

It was in this anticipation and excitement that a ray of dawn appeared on the horizon, and May 27th, a new day arrived!

When this day arrived.

Some people could no longer hold back and jogged out of the Subway Station.

They risked checking the situation outside.

Subway Station entrance.

The defense line piled up with vehicle iron sheets was still there, the Zombies wandering in the distance were still there, everything seemed very calm.

Compared to the usual calmness, there was more dead silence.

The few people who came to check the situation all frowned slightly.

"Why is there no movement at all?"

"Yeah, the sky is already bright, an Army of 200,000, the movement must be very big."

"What's the hurry? The propaganda paper says they will come today, but it doesn't specify it's in the morning."

"Maybe it's at noon or in the evening?"

Several survivors with fervent moods, after hearing this, calmed down slightly and also accepted this statement.

With full anticipation, everyone waited at the entrance of the Subway Station.

And as time went by.

The survivors in the Subway Station below also gathered one after another.

Everyone's face was full of longing.

They didn't think at all about whether the things they had done before could bear this longing, or whether they were qualified to have this hope.

The rising Sun in the distance, like another level of hope, made everyone feel warmth and light.

The Sun still did not spare its warmth on the garbage.

Time slowly passed.

When the scorching Sun was overhead, doubt appeared in the hearts of the waiting crowd.

It's been so long, why is there still no movement at all?

In doubt, sunset arrived.

The entire day was spent waiting by everyone.

"So many insects, beautiful."

Someone looked at the tens of thousands of insects in the sunset, like a white storm, and exclaimed.

The light gradually became cold.

Night fell.

A wandering Zombie became active after night fell.

The people at the entrance of the Subway Station, with full of confusion, empty stomachs, and dry mouths, returned downstairs.

"Is today okay?"

Someone picked up the propaganda paper.

"It's already evening, why is there still no movement at all?"

At this time, people were still only confused and slightly impatient.

"Maybe the plan is delayed." Cui Shun stood out and explained, "For such a large-scale operation, a comprehensive plan must be made."

"Maybe before the operation, the two Base City found something that was not fully considered, so they temporarily changed the time."

"Delayed?" A voice immediately asked from the crowd, "How long will it be delayed?"

Cui Shun paused slightly: "It will not exceed two days at most."

"What if it's canceled?" A pessimist in the crowd cried out.

After his words fell, someone next to him directly slapped him.

With a crisp sound, the person next to him directly roared, "If you say that again, I'll beat you to death!"

Cui Shun's voice then appeared again: "This kind of action, after issuing a notice, must have made a lot of preparations."

"It's absolutely impossible to cancel, otherwise wouldn't the previous preparations be in vain?"

His words also directly stabilized the morale.

However, everyone became irritable again.

During the previous cheers and celebrations, their food was basically eaten up.

Now, these last one or two days, are they just going to endure?

What if the Army's plan is delayed for three or five days?