The defense of the mourning community

It was already the deepest part of the night, and everyone felt exhausted after relaxing. The zombies at the door were simply dealt with, and the east gate was locked. The rest of the work would wait until dawn tomorrow.

The people left by the army did not live in the Manhattan community, but moved into the second phase of the construction site next door according to the previous plan based on Jiang Chong's report, and set up tents in the open space.

Not only did the newcomers live in, but even Jiang Chong and Wei Chuan moved over and stopped living in the community.

"How can we let them live on the construction site, there is nothing there." Some owners complained a few times, wanting to go to the next door and ask them to live in the community.

"They are organized and disciplined, so they will definitely not come here." Yan Shuai, who had already run into a wall, stopped him quickly, "It's so late, let them set up their tents and have a good rest, and don't bother them any more."

Yi Chengli also nodded in agreement: "They know that everyone is very enthusiastic. Just now, the commander specially came over to say hello, saying that we should rest early and don't worry about other things. They are here for everything."

Some aunts and uncles were still a little worried, but they were all persuaded by their children to go home without saying a few words, telling them to go to bed quickly and not to cause trouble for others outside.

The owners went home one after another, and the property owner was still checking the circuit in the community. The old master Liu walked around with Lian Dehua and went back to rest after confirming that the circuit was all right.

Ling Qing and Qin Dali checked the situation of the two gates and the surrounding wall, but they were still worried, so they called Yan Dong and Dalong to block up the east gate with a forklift and a minibus, and then went home to go to bed in peace.

As soon as he entered the door, he subconsciously lit a candle, and Qian Meili hurriedly pressed the switch next to him to turn on the light. The brightness of the room made everyone stunned for a moment. That big box of candles will never run out."

"I'll sell the salted fish if I can't use it up." Ling Qing thought it would be a good thing if it couldn't be used up.

Qian Meili blinked her eyes while looking at the lamp, before she even had time to put on her slippers, she rushed into her room barefoot, plugged her phone in and started charging.

She hasn't contacted her parents for a long time, and she doesn't know if they are okay or not.

Yi Chengli stood at the door of her room and took a look, then closed the door considerately for her, then turned to Ling Qing who was approaching the bathroom, and said, "Let's also charge up the power banks of our mobile phones and see if we can make calls online. Telephone."

Ling Qing responded, turned on the faucet in front of him and waited for a while, then clicked his tongue and said, "The water hasn't come yet."

"How can it be so fast." Yi Chengli comforted him, "The electricity is coming, and the water and natural gas must be restored soon. It will be over in two days."

Ling Qing washed his hands, nodded and said: "It's good that the electricity is on, now you don't have to worry about the contents of the refrigerator being broken, and you can use the electric kettle to drink water without having to burn charcoal yourself."

Yi Chengli smiled and said, "I'm a bit hungry and I'm going to make some noodles, do you want to eat?"

"Eat, you go to boil the water first, I'll see if I can watch the TV." Ling Qing said.

Yi Chengli originally wanted to ask Qian Meili if he would eat, but when he raised his hand to knock on the door, he felt that it was not good to disturb him at this time, so he went back to the kitchen and deliberately boiled more water, leaving enough for Qian Meili to eat.

After a while, Qian Meili came out with a disappointed face, shook her head and said, "There is still no signal, and I can't make calls."

"The TV show hasn't resumed yet." Ling Qing knelt down and turned on the DVD player, and asked casually, "I'll put a DVD to watch. Do you have any movies you want to watch?"

"Let's play a comedy." Yi Chengli's voice came from the kitchen, "It can make people happy."

Ling Qing found a road comedy and started to play it. The three of them watched it while eating noodles. At the end, Yi Chengli had closed his eyes, and Qian Meili fell asleep on the sofa holding his phone.

Seeing that she was fast asleep, Ling Qing didn't call her, but turned off the TV, got up, took out the quilt for her, covered her up, changed seats, and sat with Yi Chengli.

Yi Chengli, who was about to fall asleep at first, felt that there was someone more beside him, he was startled and immediately opened his eyes, but when he saw that it was Ling Qing, he immediately relaxed.

"What's wrong?" Yi Chengli asked in a low voice.

Ling Qing leaned against him and yawned: "I'm sleepy, I want to sleep."

"Then you go back to the bedroom and sleep. When the call comes today, you turn on the electric blanket." Yi Chengli said.

Ling Qing looked at him and paused for two seconds, frowning and thinking about how much influence a person's experience can have.If he could say this in his dream, Yi Chengli would have started to insult me ​​a long time ago.

"What's wrong?" Yi Chengli saw that Ling Qing looked at him with a solemn expression and said nothing, so he couldn't help asking, "Is there something uncomfortable?"

Ling Qing shook his head, shook off the quilt on the sofa and covered himself and Yi Chengli, and said softly: "Master's house, I can sleep wherever I want."

Yi Chengli, who was sleepy at first, woke up instantly when he heard these words. Now that the quilt was covering the two of them, the people next to him couldn't find out if he was doing something under the quilt, and Qian Meili had fallen asleep...

Ling Qing watched Yi Chengli's face turn red little by little, frowned and leaned in to blow into his ear, and asked in a low voice, "What bad things are you thinking about?"

Yi Chengli glanced at him without hiding anything, and said frankly, "Think about things that adults can think about."

"Really?" Ling Qing leaned on the sofa and closed her eyes, "Then think about it slowly, I'll be busy tomorrow, so I'll go to bed first."

Yi Chengli looked at Qian Meili, who was sleeping soundly over there, and then at Ling Qing's side face, and couldn't help but leaned over to kiss him and said, "Go to sleep, the security guards have started to work the night shift."

Ling Qing felt itchy and hot on his face, and said with a smile, "Go to bed too, you were so sleepy just now that you couldn't keep your eyes open."

The two of them slept sitting up next to each other, but in the middle of the night, their necks began to hurt. Ling Qing felt that his jaw was hurting when his mouth was opened and pulled when he was sleeping. He woke up in a daze, grabbed Yi Chengli and lay down to sleep.

This time he was completely asleep, and he didn't wake up immediately after dawn. I don't know what time it was. Yi Chengli was dreaming that he and Ling Qing were about to do some exercise with Ling Qing on Sim Mengsi, when he suddenly heard a scream.

Yi Chengli opened his eyes in a second, sat up and took out the kitchen knife hidden under the pillow and asked in panic, "What's wrong?"

Qian Meili held the phone and said a few words, and quickly comforted Yi Chengli, saying, "Mr. Yi, don't get excited. I just called my parents. I'm a little excited to know that they are all fine."

Yi Chengli stared at her in a daze for two seconds, then slowly retracted the kitchen knife and nodded, "It's fine as long as it's fine."

Ling Qing, who had woken up early, was not frightened by Qian Meili, but by Yi Chengli. He sat up slowly, clutching his chest, and said, "I didn't die at the hands of zombies, I was almost frightened by the two of you." die"

Seeing this, Yi Chengli quickly patted him on the back, holding water for him to take a sip.

Qian Meili began to cry without saying a few words on the phone, crying and laughing while talking to her parents, telling them not to worry, she is safe here.

When it came to hanging up the phone at the end, she burst into tears, venting all the worries and fears these days. Although her eyes were swollen from crying, she relaxed.

Qian Meili hiccupped and said, "What time is it, should we go downstairs to see how the situation is going?"

"It's nine o'clock, I really should go downstairs, I haven't eaten breakfast yet." Looking at his mobile phone, Yi Chengli couldn't help frowning and said, "Why does the signal come and go every now and then?"

Ling Qing stretched her waist and said: "It is estimated that there are too many people calling and the channel is blocked. It should be fine after a while."

"Forget it, I'm too lazy to call, let's go downstairs and see if we can help." Yi Chengli put down his phone and got up to wash up. After a while, Ling Qing also came to brush his teeth.

Seeing Qian Meili enter the room to change clothes, Yi Chengli leaned over to Ling Qing and asked, "How did you sleep last night?"

Ling Qing paused for wiping his face, hung the towel on the shelf next to him, looked at Yi Chengli and said in a low voice, "You've been pushing me all morning, you still have the nerve to ask."

Yi Chengli: ...

Yi Chengli talked about you and me for a long time, embarrassed for a long time, and finally said with some erratic eyes: "This at least proves that I am healthy and there is no problem."

Ling Qing chuckled: "There is still a problem."

There may be a little problem with the brain.

The two of them packed up and waited for Qian Meili to come out, then they went downstairs together, thinking that a large pile of zombies piled up at the door last night would definitely have a big fight today, but when they got to the door, they saw that none of the zombies were clean up.

Not only Yi Chengli and Ling Qing were dumbfounded, but also the owners who just came downstairs were shocked.

"What happened? Who did it!" Yi Chengli asked loudly.

Who cleaned up the sanitation area they should be responsible for in Manhattan!Steal the jobs they should be doing!

Lian Dehua immediately stepped forward to report: "Yesterday everyone was tired and went to rest, and got up late in the morning, and the zombies at the door were all cleaned up by the soldiers next door at this time. Our side gets up early in the severe winter." I drove a forklift to help."

Ling Qing worriedly asked: "Did anyone get hurt when cleaning up the zombies?"

"No, no, the cart they kept specially was used for clean-up work. Since the morning, they have been pulling the zombies to the crematorium one by one," Lian Han said.

Not only did they clean up the zombies on the street at the entrance, but even the breakfast was prepared and delivered by the cooking team next door. There were porridge and steamed buns, which made the owners of Manhattan very embarrassed.

Especially Master Sun in the big dining hall is very depressed. Now he has started to prepare the dishes to eat at noon, not only to satisfy the owners of the community, but also to send a copy to the next door.

"Let the cooking team next door do the food for the soldiers, don't worry about us." Yi Chengli reported the situation to Wei Chuan who just came over, "Wei soldiers know that we don't lack food or drink here, don't worry about us." .”

Wei Chuan nodded again and again: "I know this, the breakfast was brought here because Master Sun didn't get up."

"Are the other places safe?" Ling Qing asked.

Wei Chuan: "Now there are still stadiums and some crowded commercial centers in the city that have not been dealt with. We are working hard to advance. Don't worry."

"No, no, I'm not in a hurry. I just saw that the phone has a signal when the call comes in. Now it's convenient to contact the survivors." Ling Qing asked, "Is there a rescue hotline?"

"It's open, these have been opened overnight, and there are special operators to receive them, but there are still not enough manpower, and some volunteers are needed." Wei Chuan said with a smile, "I came to you because of this matter."

Not only do operators need to register and report, but even the crematorium is in urgent need of manpower.

"Of course, we won't let everyone work for nothing, and there will definitely be subsidies issued later." Wei Chuan looked at the surrounding owners and explained, "But everyone knows the current situation. There is a shortage of manpower everywhere, and the subsidies will definitely be slower. to be credited."

Seeing everyone looking at him quietly, Wei Chuan cleared his throat and raised his hand and asked tentatively, "So is anyone willing to come and help?"

Everyone looked at each other and raised their hands tacitly.

Subsidies or something is not important, what is important is that they can help with these things.

The author says:

Manhattan community song: Manhattan people are living Lei Feng.

Yi Chengli: I am very healthy.

Ling Qing: When I open my mouth to sleep, I always feel like insects fly into my mouth.