Di Ping followed Cao Ruida and saw that they changed some ammunition and some medicine. Finally, only one thousand catties of grain tickets were changed into grain. He also helped to carry these grains to the car.

"Brother Di, do you have anything else to do? If there is nothing to do, let's go back. "

Cao Ruida and other grain ammunition are loaded into the car, which just looked at di Ping Road.

He is no longer calling Di brother now. His face is calling Di brother. One is closeness. The other is that he really can't shout out. He can't open his mouth to shout any more since he knows that di Ping is powerful.

Dipin thought. Then he looked at his watch and said, "that! Brother Cao, you go to the gate first! I'll go around and have a look. I'll meet at the gate at eleven o'clock. Do you think it's ok? "

"All right

Cao Ruida nodded, then looked serious and lowered his voice and said: "the power in the city is very complex. You should be more careful when you turn around. Don't show up, just look at it!"

"Don't worry! I'm not going to get into trouble! "

Dipin smiles and nods.

Cao Ruida nodded his head and was not talking nonsense. He believed that as long as he mentioned something, Diping would understand that the young man was more calm than he had imagined. He called on some brothers, and then got on the bus and drove away.

Di Ping walked along the street until the car was far away. Looking east and West, he wanted to have a good look at the spring city. Maybe he could learn something and use it in his shelter city.

With a little careful observation, he found a lot of problems.

This spring city is not as beautiful as he thought. Just watching a large number of refugees living in the open air, they are driven to live like bedbugs on the street corner. They live only on a little rice porridge that each porridge gives out at noon every day. Moreover, Diping sees that there are piles of refugees on several squares, which are almost garbage dumps. How far away do they smell.

In sharp contrast, the buildings and neighborhoods on the street are clean and tidy, and the people who come in and out are relatively clean and tidy. Although many of them look yellow, they only have the appearance of starvation.

Ordinary refugees can only sleep on the street, on the road, on the square, in the grass, but can not enter the community, can not enter some buildings.

He found that there was a very obvious class in the spring city. In the spring city base, the top level belonged to the military. They had absolute authority in the spring city. Anyone who disobeyed the management would be eliminated and killed.

After walking for an hour, he only saw three cases in which ordinary people were shot and killed on the spot for various reasons, and then dragged to the car like a dead dog, thus showing his power.

The second level is the Political Management Council which manages the city. Most of its members are government officials. In fact, it is mainly to assist the army in managing so many disaster victims, because they have certain rights and live well in this base.

The third level of success is some organizations with certain forces, which can be said to be gangs. The number of more people is several thousand, and the number of less people is more than ten.

There are definitely awakened people in the ranks of these people with the characteristics of unity, and there are important people and people who want guns and guns. These organizations mostly hunt mutant animals or search for food outside. They have formed a certain force and occupied the third class.

Just like Cao Ruida, who is also a member of this class, has his own influence. Although he is not in the city, he also has a certain sphere of influence.

The fourth class is some businessmen. In this street, Diping saw many small shops open, some selling food, some selling drinks, and others exchanging materials. Of course, this can only be regarded as an underground black market, but the military also turns a blind eye to it.

Because they have food stamps in their hands, these people can also be regarded as having enough to eat and occupy a little position in Quancheng.

The lowest is the fifth class, which is the ordinary victims. Most of them can only live by the military's rice porridge. Some help people do a little work to exchange for food, and some women sell their bodies for food. This is everywhere in Quancheng. They live like insects in the dark, without any dignity or security.

The one before the end of the world is not bright and beautiful, warm clothes and food, free and easy to direct the country, live with dignity and guarantee life, but these people seem to be living in the abyss of suffering, and then want freedom, ideals and democracy.

But now, before the end of the world, all the good things have become a bubble, even the most basic survival can not be guaranteed, now guarantee one by one in memory of the kind of life they think is suffering!

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