(Rewritten, revised for a long time, it should be readable now)
Captain Lü entered the room and saw Director Zhang lying on the bed, his fate unknown.
Next to him were several of Director Zhang's close friends, who were tightly wrapping his head with gauze bandages. However, the angle of the brick earlier had been too precise, creating a huge gash on Director Zhang's head. Even with the hemostatic powder and bandages applied, the effect was not very good.
Captain Lü asked, "Why is the bleeding not stopping?"
A man next to Director Zhang said, "Director Zhang's head was hit on the temple. The sharpest part of that brick hit him perfectly. The wound is too big; the bleeding won't stop."
Director Zhang's face was pale at this moment, looking as if he was on the verge of death. He had lost too much blood.
"You all stabilize his condition first. I'll go find Doctor Song to come over later," Captain Lü said.
Just as he was about to leave, footsteps suddenly came from the doorway.
He looked up and saw his colleague of many years, his face full of urgency, saying in a panicked voice, "This is bad, Captain! Zhang Qi and his group have fled! They took things and ran!"
"Ran?" Captain Lü asked with a puzzled expression.
"Have they already run? That shouldn't be. We have people at the main gate. I just issued an order that no one is allowed to leave with supplies. Is there no one guarding the main gate?" Captain Lü continued to ask.
"No, they haven't escaped the base yet. But now they're clashing with those refugees who joined the base later. There's a riot going on! Everything's in chaos now. After Zhang Qi and his group left, many people started swarming to snatch things. They're fighting to the death now!" the teammate said.
"What about the others? Don't you know how to stop them?" Captain Lü said.
"It's no use. There are too many of them; it's complete chaos. Zhang Qi's wife was chopped down by a refugee with a Da Dao, just for snatching their food. Many people were already dead when I came over," the team member said, taking a breath.
"What?" Captain Lü felt a sharp pain in his head.
People were dead, and not just one. Now, this matter could not be resolved peacefully.
Without food, and with everyone having their own intentions, the team was definitely going to collapse.
His mind raced. He looked at Director Zhang lying on the bed and said to the men beside him, "You all go to Lao Xie and his group. Don't separate now."
Then he said to the team member who had just come in, "Go find Doctor Song and ask him to come and treat the wound."
Upon hearing 'Doctor Song,' the team member sighed helplessly and said, "Doctor Song? I ran into him on the way here. I originally wanted to call him over, but he and a group of people also joined in the scramble for supplies. As a result, he was killed with a single blow. I couldn't stop him."
Captain Lü was about to say, 'Why didn't you stop him?' but hearing the last sentence the team member said, he sighed. Today was the most he had ever sighed.
It seemed even Heaven was not helping him.
He had already done his utmost. Whether Director Zhang could survive depended on his own fate.
So he said to the team member, "You lead the way. Let's go see the situation."
After speaking, he said to the others behind him, "You all hurry. Go and gather with Lao Xie and his group as soon as possible. This time, I'm afraid the problem will be very difficult to solve."
As soon as he finished speaking, he ran out of the room and headed outside. The team member followed closely behind him.
Just as he ran out of the room, a large group of people came in, carrying large and small bags, their expressions panicked. These people were refugees.
Some supplies were faintly visible in their bundles, along with some food. Captain Lü was about to say something when he heard a loud shout from behind: "Don't run!" It was some of the older residents of Liberation City, holding Da Dao and spears, desperately giving chase.
Besides these people, Captain Lü looked around. It was a scene of utter chaos. People were running everywhere, chasing others, and some were even directly killing with a single strike.
Everyone's eyes were bloodshot.
There were sounds of shouting, wailing, and looting everywhere.
Chaos, that was Captain Lü's first impression.
Everything was in disarray. Captain Lü stopped, seeing the situation before him. He understood that there was no longer any need to try and stop it.
"Let's go back," Captain Lü said painfully to the team member behind him.
The team member also understood Captain Lü's feelings. He nodded and said, "Captain, let's leave too. There's no need to stay here anymore. If we stay here, people without food might come looking for trouble with us. By then, we might not be able to leave either."
"Mm," Captain Lü replied.
He naturally understood this principle, otherwise, he wouldn't have had Lao Xie organize and pack their supplies in advance and guard them strictly from the start.
The refugees were like a rat dropping in a pot of porridge, spoiling the whole pot. The crucial thing was that this rat dropping was not small; there were a full hundred of them. He suddenly understood what Li Yu had said to him before leaving Liberation City.
Alas.
He felt somewhat powerless and walked towards their living quarters.
Less than 5 minutes later, he saw a group of refugees already surrounding their living area. Lao Xie and his group were holding weapons, confronting them.
It seemed that due to the pistols in Lao Xie's hands, these refugees did not dare to approach. However, their numbers were growing, and there were even some residents who had originally been in Liberation City. These people had also reached a point of desperation, running out of resources.
They, too, had no food.
Lao Xie recognized some of the residents on the opposite side and spoke, "Lao Huang, Lao Ma, why are you like this? It's one thing for them to come cause trouble, but why are you following them to cause trouble? We've treated you well."
Lao Huang and Lao Ma were both men in their thirties, their expressions somewhat complex at this moment. They said, "Lao Xie, we really can't go on living. Otherwise, we wouldn't have resorted to this. How about you share some food with us, and we'll leave immediately?"
Lao Xie watched as more and more people gathered. He knew very well that there was little meat for too many people.
Once you gave to one person, how could the others not have ideas? Once you gave, nothing would be left.
Once a crack appeared, the people behind would surely become even more frantic, and by then, they wouldn't leave anything behind.
He looked behind him. Including the team members and those who had always been close to them, there were about 20 people, only half the number of those on the opposite side.
Just as both sides were in a stalemate, Captain Lü appeared.
"Captain."
"Captain."
"Captain, you're finally back."
Captain Lü glanced at the refugees and residents who were glaring menacingly. At this moment, his heart completely died.
He had originally wanted to stop the conflict between the two sides, but now these people were actually setting their sights on them.
These people were like hungry wolves, insatiable and untamable.
