This small box of compressed biscuits was something Song Min and her group had found in many, many houses and had been reluctant to eat; these 20 kilograms of compressed biscuits were their last lifeline.
But now, these two male students had directly told the Salvation Army!
Song Min glared fiercely at the two male students, 'Ungrateful wretches!' She had kindly taken them in, and now they were telling outsiders this information.
Teacher Liu and Song Qi, who were standing beside her, all heard Mao Ge's words.
They had just noticed the two male students approaching Mao Ge and talking to him.
They hadn't expected these two to directly tell him.
Seeing the reactions of Song Min and the others, Mao Ge became even more convinced by what the two male students had said. He hadn't expected it to be true!
If looks could kill, the gazes from Song Min and the others would have killed the two of them hundreds of times over.
Teacher Liu questioned the two of them with some annoyance, "How can you two be so insensible!" The two female students beside them also looked disdainful.
"I look down on you! You're truly spineless," said one of the girls with a doll-like face.
The two male students heard everyone's words, but instead of feeling ashamed, they looked smug.
One of the male students spoke arrogantly, "We've already joined the Salvation Army, so watch your attitude!"
"Exactly, exactly! That's for how you treated us before!" another male student beside him added.
Mao Ge, who had been watching Song Min in front of her, listened to them speak and said with some impatience, "Shut up, hurry up and hand over the compressed biscuits. Don't force us!"
"But, according to our previous agreement, haven't the things we were supposed to give you already been loaded onto the truck? Do you intend to go back on your word?" Song Min was annoyed internally. Facing a stronger force, she could retreat, but she couldn't keep retreating.
This Salvation Army was also very clever, knowing that they would push honest people too far, so except for initially dealing with especially disobedient individuals by killing them directly,
they generally didn't oppress other obedient people too harshly, similar to boiling a frog in warm water. They made them obediently comply, always keeping them oppressed just below a warning line.
So, even though Mao Ge and his group coveted so many women from Song Min's side, and their bestial desires were boiling, they hadn't forced themselves yet.
This Song Min was rumored to be very resolute. If they pushed her too hard all at once, even if they could eliminate her, it would be a thankless and difficult task, and they would lose a supply point in the future.
Under normal circumstances, the Salvation Army usually operated according to the rules they had set, but this time they encountered something as scarce as compressed biscuits.
Mao Ge didn't care as much anymore; rules were made by them, and they could always be changed.
He also had a scale in his heart: with the two male students joining, for Song Min and her group, there was only Song Qi left as a male among them.
They didn't have the strength to resist that strongly. Would they really be willing to fight to the death for a box of compressed biscuits?
He thought Song Min wouldn't.
He was taking a small gamble.
Flames of anger erupted in Song Min's eyes. She turned her head and saw her sisters and Song Qi behind her.
Song Qi was already somewhat restless, his hand gripping the knife so tightly that it had turned purple. Song Min sighed.
Damn it, this was forcing her to her death. A wise person knows when to yield.
Just give it to them for now, escape this hurdle first. Then, when they escape, would it be possible to join Li Yu and his group? Would they be willing to take them in?
Forget it.
"Fine!" Song Min gritted her teeth, spitting out a single word.
"Hehe, that's more like it. Quick, take me to get it." Mao Ge was happy to see Song Min agree. Then he motioned for a few Salvation Army members beside him to follow along.
Upstairs, under the bed in one of the rooms, Song Min took out the small box and handed it to Mao Ge.
Mao Ge excitedly opened the box. It was a military green box, and as he opened it, a faint milky aroma wafted out.
"Hahaha, and it's milk-flavored! Very good, very good. You're very sensible! But the protection fee for this month can't be reduced, oh." Mao Ge carried the box and walked directly downstairs.
The two male students followed closely behind, wanting to help carry it, but Mao Ge refused them.
800 meters from the small building, Li Yu watched their two trucks loaded with food. The surrounding Salvation Army members seemed to have finished loading everything.
After coming downstairs, Mao Ge carried the box in his hand, feeling an overwhelming sense of satisfaction!
Seeing the two male students trailing closely behind him, he felt they were very sensible, so he said,
"You two, you did well! Follow me from now on, and I'll protect you!" After saying this, he loaded the box onto the truck, turned back, and patted both of their shoulders.
The two instantly became even more excited. One of the male students' eyes darted around. He had heard before that the Salvation Army wanted information about Li Yu and his group.
The previous team leader had asked, but Song Min had kept her mouth shut and told the Salvation Army nothing. They knew the Salvation Army was very curious about Li Yu and the others.
These two male students actually didn't know much about Li Yu. Every time Li Yu and his group came, it was very sudden. They also didn't let them follow when they left.
However, the two of them knew one thing! Li Yu and his group had guns!
So, very obsequiously, they tried to curry favor with Mao Ge, saying, "Mao Ge, do you know about the strongest force on our side?"
"Hmm, I've heard other groups mention them before, but I haven't encountered them recently. What? Do you know where they live?" Mao Ge asked curiously.
"No, no, no, we don't know either, but we know that they, they have guns!" As if recalling something terrifying, a frightened expression appeared on the male student's face.
"Guns?!" Mao Ge's expression instantly turned serious.
"Guns?! How many people do they have?" Mao Ge remembered that when he left, his boss had instructed them to pay attention to any new powerful forces in the area, and if they encountered any, to report it promptly so they could react early.
"Uh, uh, uh, last time I saw them, there were about 10 people. I don't know anything else," the male student said hesitantly, a look of recollection on his face.
"I don't want 'about.' How many people exactly? Give me an accurate number!" Mao Ge said impatiently. He hated this kind of half-knowledge, knowing something but not enough.
"We, we don't know either. We only saw them once last time, and then we rarely saw them again. Oh no, we haven't seen them since."
Mao Ge covered his head. Knowing this news, he definitely had to report it. What a hassle.
If this group had guns, they would probably be difficult to deal with. But, guns! If they could kill them and get some guns, wouldn't that be...
Mao Ge was both worried and excited.
