The Pregnant Mommy Survive on Unlimited Supplies
Chapter 98: Garrison 097 is also human

Chapter 98: Garrison 097 is also human

Yang Honglin never expected to be held at knifepoint by a woman. His eyes darkened, and his lips pursed with a hint of ridicule, "People from City A came to our place to sell supplies?"

The roads in City B were cut off, and the vast city, with the distance between the south and north ends, seemed like it spanned mountains and seas.

Moreover, City B no longer had any signal. One end of a street had no idea what was happening at the other.

Let alone this place, on the edge of a landfill, where no one would deliberately come just to tell them that people from City A were selling supplies at the city entrance.

"Why can’t people from City A come here to sell supplies? Don’t you know that City A has abundant supplies?"

Hua Mi glanced sidelong at the children in the room, frail as twigs, "Spill it, why is a cop like you here? What are you planning to do with these kids?"

"What can I do with them? They’re all orphans; they have no one. If no one looks after them, then I will."

Yang Honglin took two steps back and put away his gun.

A few days ago, he found out on his mobile network that the medical supplies in Xiang City were being sold at exorbitant prices.

But in recent times, as the battery storage on his phone ran out and the power banks he found one by one died, his days of going online were intermittent, until the signal in City B completely fell into darkness.

Yang Honglin was utterly blind.

He had wanted to inquire about the outside world, but these kids made it impossible for him to leave.

Every day after searching the ruins and heap of garbage for supplies, he had to rush back to take care of the children, leaving him no time to worry about what might be happening in Xiang City.

Seeing this, Hua Mi didn’t press him with the knife anymore. She put away her Kitchen Knife and stepped back two paces.

After finding a place to sit down, Hua Mi said to Yang Honglin, "Did all these kids’ parents die in the earthquake?"

Yang Honglin silently nodded.

His police uniform was already dirty and disheveled, making him look much more at ease and approachable.

According to him, City B had been in trouble for a long time, much worse than the situation in City A.

City A had a slow Garrison reaction, and the garrison commander lacked resolve.

But in City B, the Garrison never even showed up from the start.

When chaos broke out, no rescue teams were sent, leaving the city’s police to temporarily take on the role.

But what could a handful of police officers do? As they were busy with rescues, there was no one left to maintain order in the city.

The entire urban environment quickly fell into disorder.

At that time, as the only police force available, Yang Honglin was responsible for taking care of the children who were rescued from the earthquake.

And he had been caring for them ever since.

They were not originally living by the landfill but gradually moved there.

Because only in the landfill could they find something to eat.

Hua Mi looked around at the children, then asked Yang Honglin, "There are no more police in City B, why don’t you leave? You could survive on your own if you left, without worrying about these kids."

It was unclear how the police had disappeared.

There were a few police officers left in Xiang City now, but with more and more Xiang City People leaving at the beginning, all of them headed to the medical center to set up tents nearby.

Xiang City then relied only on the Garrison, and the presence of the police dwindled.

But in City B, the police profession didn’t just vanish naturally; most died in various rescue efforts.

With communication severed, perhaps a few surviving officers remained. But City B was so hopeless that the remaining officers left with the survivors, heading towards Xiang City.

Yang Honglin ran his fingers through his hair anxiously.

"I could survive, but these children would die."

The youngest child here is only a few months old, being cared for by slightly older children.

The oldest is not even 10 years old.

They grew up in a peaceful and happy world, how could they have experienced such tragedy?

If I were to leave, I could live, but how would these children survive?

A heavy and oppressive atmosphere echoed in the dilapidated house.

Hua Mi held a kitchen knife, standing still, looking at the children filling the room for a while.

According to her experience, after endless natural and man-made disasters, out of several billion people, in the end, only a million could survive.

To survive was a miracle; to perish was the norm.

Her heart was as hard as iron, but she still directed Yang Honglin,

"See there? Take the children in that direction and look for a man called Chi Chuan. He’s selling supplies there; you can buy what you need with a money scan."

Money, now the least valuable thing.

Yang Honglin could somehow always come up with money.

Hua Mi turned and left the broken house. Before departing, she took out a large bag of oranges from her shoulder bag and placed it on the ground.

Then she left in silence.

Yang Honglin glanced at the oranges on the ground, chased after Hua Mi, and asked,

"Are you telling the truth? Why are you going to the garbage dump?"

Hua Mi did not turn back or answer, continuing to walk forward.

Yang Honglin raised his voice and asked again:

"What’s your name?"

"We meet as strangers; call me whatever you like."

She walked swiftly, and soon her figure disappeared into the mountain of garbage.

Hua Mi didn’t take this encounter to heart. People like Yang Honglin were rare, but not unique in the apocalypse.

Such people in the apocalypse tended to die quickly and not live long—good-hearted but not capable enough.

If Hua Mi encountered them, she would help if she could, but if she couldn’t, it wasn’t a big deal.

She just found it strange, according to what Yang Honglin said, Xiang City’s garrison should have appeared by now.

So where did Xiang City’s garrison go?

Her Level 10 factory was running low on energy under her rapid work, so Hua Mi didn’t delay. Once out of Yang Honglin’s sight, she began producing supplies while recycling garbage.

She also gathered the oranges.

She even called Gong Yi to recount her encounter with Yang Honglin.

Gong Yi was silent on the other end of the phone for a while,

"I’ve managed to contact Xiang City’s garrison. The garrison commander is dead; he committed suicide by swallowing a gun."

"The earthquake in Xiang City happened on a weekday, during the day. The headquarters building collapsed, paralyzing the entire city’s management immediately. No one reported the disaster; without orders, the garrison wouldn’t move easily."

"The Xiang City garrison commander waited 24 hours, with no instructions from the garrison headquarters. By the time he realized he should act on his own, Xiang City was filled with corpses. His parents, wife, and children had all died in the aftershocks."

The commander of Xiang City couldn’t bear it and chose the easiest and quickest way to end his suffering.

Now, Xiang City’s garrison was without leadership; the situation there was unknown, and Gong Yi would have to see for himself.

Hua Mi stopped her recycling for a moment, not quite knowing what to say.

Then she heard Gong Yi continue:

"The garrison is also human; no one expected them to consider the bigger picture in such times, so... there’s nothing that can be done."

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