The convoy transporting supplies came.

It was a convoy of three trucks carrying enough food for a year in False Prison, most of it soybeans and brown bread, with only a few fresh vegetables and fruits.

This small amount is not a few boxes, but only a few dozen catties; Soybeans and brown bread are far from enough for 30 or so people to eat normally, it is only half the amount.

This was done on purpose, with food to control, in order to allow for a fight within Falls, which was only half the food after all.

But then it turned out that the guys here began to resist together, so they gave up the food trick and adopted the method of cutting back on fresh vegetables and fruits.

Dozens of catties of vegetables and fruits can be kept fresh, after all, this is a large ice storage, in this environment, it is not a big problem to keep it for a year, and the cold will tightly lock the vitamins necessary for the human body inside.

But there are only a few dozen catties, which are only enough for five or six people to use for a year, and they have to be used very carefully.

But now there are more than 30 people here, eating dozens of catties of vegetables and fruits together, so it will definitely not be enough.

The consequence of not having enough is scurvy, and in such a place, scurvy is a dead end.

However, to the surprise of the Falls prison masters, these guys still divided them equally, eating dozens of catties of vegetables and fruits together, and did not have the survival of the fittest that they wanted to see.

This is a confrontation, this is a provocation!

Of course, the rulers of False Prison have a way to deal with this confrontation, and that is to continue to reduce the food supply and cut back on fresh fruits and vegetables.

They are very patient, and they believe that at the end of the day, they can always see the situation where these former legends want to kill each other.

Who will be stronger? Sooner or later there will be results.

"The convoy is coming!"

Sharjah screamed, and he immediately opened the door and ran into the ice and snow with a dozen people, heading to the high ground about fifty meters south of the prison.

The wind was so strong that it blew on their faces like a knife cut, and they were just wearing jackets because there was nothing else to wear.

The jacket is also one of the equipment in the field, the fleece is very good, and the warmth is also very strong, but in this kind of place, only the polar suit can withstand the cold.

It seems to be only minus forty or fifty degrees, but the minus forty or fifty degrees here are completely different from the minus forty or fifty degrees in the northeast and northwest.

The cold wind quickly penetrated their jackets, and they dug into their bones as cold as if they had been stabbed with knives.

The people in the transporter were dressed in polar suits, sitting in it laughing loudly and talking to each other, not knowing what they were talking about.

All three cars were sealed, covered in steel armor, and had shooting holes in all directions and angles, making them invulnerable.

In the absence of weapons, in the absence of heavy weapons, no matter how powerful these people at False Prison were, they could not do the slightest harm to the people in the car.

In the back of the car was a sleigh stacked with supplies needed for a year at Falls Prison.

A dozen people in Sharjah unloaded the supplies as fast as they could, pulling them back against the wind, but they put their things down halfway through, all staring at the truck.

"It's a lot less than last year." Sharjah roared.

Yes, the supplies are much less than last year, whether it is beans or brown bread, as well as fresh vegetables and fruits, it is only half of last year's time.

This means that they used to be only half-full, but now they can only eat a quarter, which is to leave something in their stomachs.

This is not the most terrible, the most terrible thing is that there are few vegetables and fruits, which is only enough for one person to save and eat for a year.

As if hearing Sharjah's yelling of dissatisfaction, the loudspeaker on the transport vehicle rang out.

"That's all there is to eat, it's up to you how you eat it. Of course, it's easy to get enough to eat, and the way to do that is to keep the surplus people from wasting food. Bigwigs, you are all characters with heads and faces, and you definitely can't do things like killing people and stealing food, right? Hahahaha......"

Wild laughter rang out, especially harsh in the cold wind, and Sharjah's face was full of anger, but he didn't know what to say.

Obviously, the other party's reduction of food is to let them quickly enter the stage of mad dogs grabbing food, and they are already impatient.

According to Marlos's needs theory, having enough to eat is the first human need, and it applies everywhere.

Aren't these people uniting to fight? Yes, I'll give you enough food for eight people for a year this time, and if you can divide it up, next time I'll reduce it to three people for a year.

Oh, by the way, maybe not at all, this time there is only a small amount of fruits and vegetables, only enough for one person, and eating them separately can only last five or six people.

It doesn't matter if you don't have enough to eat, if you don't have enough fruits and vegetables, you will get scurvy, and that is the real death.

Either you die together, or five or six people live, and the others die.

"We need ......"

As soon as Sharjah spoke, he was rudely interrupted by someone in the car.

"Shut up, what we provide you need, what we don't provide you don't need. There's no room for bargaining here, you poor creatures, you'd better find out who you are. Do you think you were the same as before? Don't live in the past, you have to live in reality, you know? Reality! The reality is that you are not even as good as a dog, unless you become a mad dog that preys on food, and you can survive. ”

The people in the car burst into laughter, at this moment, they were on the top, they controlled the fate of everyone in Fowles.

At this moment, the person who spoke inside lifted a bag, revealing the citrus and apples inside, and laughed very obscenely.

"Where is the emperor? I have a lot of apples and citrus here, and as long as she can get in the car and let us have a good meal, it's all hers. Of course, she'll share the food with you, and she's a very atmospheric legend, and it's said that she's still pink underneath...... Hahaha......"

The sound of the loudspeaker was loud, clearly reaching their ears in Sharjah and reaching the doorway fifty meters away.

"We can overturn their cars, take them out, and drive away." Ge Zhen made a faint sound, and a very uncomfortable light appeared in his pupils.

"It's useless, their car is running out of fuel, and they need to enter the supply point to refuel on the way back, and the supply point is pre-set when they came, and we can't find it at all." Da Hei said.

Ge Zhen walked out, carrying a sapper shovel.

"Hey, Ge Zhen, what are you going to do?" Big Black shouted.

"Leave me alone, everyone come out for me." Ge Zhen made a calm voice, stared at the transport vehicle with his right eye and said: "The land cannot be invaded, the family cannot be humiliated, I will take you to burn in this ice and snow for a long time...... Blood. ”

"Whew!"

Ge Zhen violently ripped off the jacket on his body, and walked bare-chested in the ice and snow at more than minus 40 degrees.

His waist was as easy as his waist, his chest was like a rock, and below him was blood rolling like magma.

The soldier is his code name, and the lone wolf king is his essence, fearless, fierce and swaying, silent but like a roar and roar!

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