A total of 500 tons of rice is enough for the 100000 survivors in the gathering place to eat for half a month. This does not include other materials. If all of them are counted out, I'm afraid it will not be difficult for the gathering place to persist for a month without replenishment.

"Brigadier."

Lao Duan saw Cai Mingguo staring at the neatly stacked grain in front of him. He was dazzled and said quickly.

"Brigade commander, the survivors of the gathering place are coming."

"Good." Cai Mingguo nodded and said.

"As planned."

The plan is to open the gate and release grain!

Originally, when Jin Tiande distributed food, each survivor could receive four Jin of rice every week. Although it was a little less, it also allowed the survivors to live.

Now that Cai Mingguo is in charge of the warehouse, he can't be the same as Jin Tiande. Although there isn't a lot of grain, this is the place where rice and wheat are produced near Weishan Lake. Moreover, it's early winter, and no one is going to harvest the grain in the field. As long as it is replenished in time, the gathering place will not be in crisis because of the lack of grain, Cai Mingguo decided to increase the distribution of grain.

"If what Xiao Wang said is true, that group of zombies can't be dealt with by US soldiers alone. We must unite all forces to fight against this crisis."

Cai Mingguo's eyes flashed a dignified, frowning brow, not because he won Jin Tiande and released, for him, the real danger is still behind.

A hundred collection points, 100000 people lined up in a long line, one by one look anxious, but no one dares to make trouble.

"Hey, Wang Laosan, what's wrong with your smiling virtue?"

Until the first man who received the supplies went through the anxious crowd with his bulging pocket, the man who looked familiar with him immediately grabbed the smiling Wang Laosan and asked in doubt.

"Hi

"I'll tell you, we don't have to go hungry this time."

Wang Laosan's tone inevitably brought a trace of excitement.

"No need to starve? Brother, how much rice did you send this time? "

A woman holding a six or seven year old boy said weakly.

In the past, four catties of rice were distributed every week, and the sum of mother and son was only eight catties. Moreover, when the child was growing up, women had to give all the little food to their children, while they could only drink some rice soup, so they looked very weak.

"Sister, you don't have to worry about the children this time."

Wang Laosan reached out and fumbled in the cloth bag. The next moment, a piece of pickled meat was pulled out of the cloth bag by Wang Laosan.

"Look, it's from those comrades just now. It's just one kilo of bacon and ten kilos of rice!"

Wang Laosan then opened the cloth bag and showed it to the onlookers.

"Ah, this, this is dry food!"

There was a flash of surprise in the woman's eyes, looking at all kinds of materials in the bag, rice, bacon, and even dried vegetables!

"Yes, it's the dried vegetables, as the comrades have said. These are all hidden by Jin Tiande in private. Now Jin Tiande has been captured. These materials will be available every week in the future."

Wang Laosan's words immediately spread among the 100000 survivors.

Ten catties of rice, one catty of bacon, and a lot of dried vegetables. These things are several times stronger than before!

"Comrade, have you finished your food?"

Wang Laosan just squeezed out of the crowd, and the soldiers to maintain order immediately came up.

"Got it, got it."

Wang Laosan then raised the cloth bag in his hand with a grateful look on his face.

"Thank you very much, comrades."

"You're welcome, fellow. It's like this."

The officer among the soldiers waved his hand in a hurry.

"Now the army is short of people. If you join the army, you can get three Liang meat, rice and vegetables every day."

"Ah?" Wang Laosan didn't expect that the soldiers stopped him because of this.

"Well... Comrades, I'm almost forty this year. Do you want any more?"

Wang Laosan did not express his intention not to join, but asked his age.

"Yes, as long as the age is not over fifty, we will."

Young officers have a firm face. This is the order issued by Cai Mingguo. Now there are only 2000 troops stationed on Weishan Island, including only 4000 in Peixian County, and there are 100000 survivors on the island. This proportion is relatively high before the end of the world, but after the end of the world, it is not enough to see, let alone to cope with the next crisis.

"Good! Then I'll join in! "

Wang laosanli is about to report his address and is about to return to the town.

"Wait, fellow townsman, you can't go now."

The officer quickly stopped Wang Laosan.

"Can't you go now? Is there anything else? "

Wang Laosan doubts a way.

"Yes, when all the supplies are collected, our brigade commander has something to announce."

The young officer explained.

Not only Wang Laosan, but all the young and middle-aged men who had received food were stopped by soldiers scattered outside and asked if they would join the army, until all the 100000 survivors had received the supplies, and with the support of hundreds of soldiers, they gathered in the open space in front of the warehouse.

"What's the matter? We're not allowed to leave now?"

In the crowd came the sound of doubt, they do not know, Cai Mingguo let them stay here.

"Who knows, it's probably about joining the army."

"Well, I've joined, have you?"

Two young men whispered about today.

"I didn't join. Now let's join the army. We must deal with zombies. I don't want to die so early."

The young man, who looked young, shook his head and looked treacherous.

"Well, fear of death means fear of death. Do you think you can live without participation?"

The man who joined the army looked scornful, as if he didn't join the army. What a shame.

Such pictures can be found everywhere among the survivors. What they talked about was nothing more than the materials they sent today and the problem of joining the army. After nearly ten minutes, several figures suddenly appeared on the tower of the warehouse. The sharp eyed survivors immediately saw that it was Cai Mingguo who climbed up the tower.

I don't know when several large speakers have been hung on the wall of the warehouse. These are military equipment that can be powered by diesel generators. Today, they are used.

"Cough... Everyone be quiet."

A clear voice came out of the speaker. Although it wasn't very loud, it was enough for all the 100000 survivors in the open space to hear clearly.

"I'm Cai Mingguo, also the commander of the armored brigade. Today, I'm calling you all here to announce a message."

Cai Ming's Guoyu Qi pauses slightly, his eyes sweeping the dense crowd below.

"Bring it out."

A heavy voice came from the speaker. Suddenly, a group of soldiers came out of the door of the warehouse. It was Jin Tiande and a middle-aged man with his clothes torn.