(If you want to hear more of your voices and receive more of your suggestions, search for the WeChat public account "qdread" and follow it for more support for "Rotting Land: Survive"!) Looking up, Tang Xiaoquan noticed two figures faintly swaying atop the high wall.

At the same time, the advancing vehicle also came to a timely stop.

"Hey, friends on the wall, we are survivors and came here specifically to seek refuge knowing there's a shelter here!" Waving his hands vigorously, Old Lin appeared a bit excited.

"Alright, stay where you are, don't move, we're coming down now!!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the two figures promptly disappeared. Tang Xiaoquan took the opportunity to quickly give everyone a heads-up.

"When we make contact later, everyone should stay alert and act accordingly. If anything seems off, signal each other with your eyes."

After all, in an apocalyptic world, human nature has changed; although we shouldn't intend to harm others, we must be wary of being harmed.

In no time, the tightly closed entrance of the gymnasium slowly opened, and a group of four emerged successively as the gate opened.

The first two were men dressed in soldier's uniforms, exuding an aura of authority with every gesture.

The latter two were much more relaxed, their steps unsteady, lazy and indifferent, looking as droopy as hanging pig intestines, without any spirit.

The leading soldier first saluted, then stood upright and said forcefully:

"Hello!! Welcome to Yuhuan Gymnasium; before entering, we need to conduct routine checks on you. We hope you will cooperate, thank you!!"

His voice was loud and polite, and his brief words immediately won the unanimous favor of the survivors.

Especially Lin Junfu, perhaps because of his similar role as a "People's Guardian," he had a blind reverence for soldiers.

Tang Xiaoquan subconsciously glanced at the steel gun in the soldier's hand. Although not very knowledgeable about weapons, he knew a little about basic military gear and immediately recognized the gun's name: the Type 95 automatic rifle.

With this realization, considering the soldier's demeanor and speech earlier, Tang Xiaoquan was now certain that these armed men were indeed soldiers from the "People's Guardian."

"Alright! Everyone, get off the car!"

Old Lin excitedly called out to everyone. Having had a similar experience at "Zhongkun Textile" before, the survivors showed no dissatisfaction and cooperatively got off the vehicle, then lined up in an orderly manner.

"What's going on with them?" Hu Xiaodong lying on the car, and Zhao Huilong drew the soldiers' attention. As the soldier spoke, the other two men who came out instantly became nervous. Tang Xiaoquan even noticed them subconsciously take two steps back, making him slightly disdainful of their "cowardly" nature.

"Oh, it's like this, this brother here is a survivor we rescued from the City Management Bureau in the city. When we found him, he hadn't had a proper meal for almost two months, so his body is still weak." Pointing at Zhao Huilong, Old Lin frankly explained.

"And him?" The soldier looked calm, showing no fear due to Hu and Zhao's injuries. He pointed at Hu Xiaodong on the car, then turned to look at Lin Junfu.

Old Lin reacted swiftly, nodded with a smile, and immediately replied: "His injury was caused by a sharp weapon. Just yesterday, while searching for supplies, he was stabbed by a gang of robbers, so..."

As if recalling that tragic scene, Old Lin involuntarily sighed, and his face quickly turned grim.

The soldier understandingly patted Old Lin on the shoulder. Being a frontline combat unit, they've experienced no less "tragedies" than the survivors before them, so they profoundly understand that "heart-stopping" feeling.

However, understanding aside, the soldier emphasized what needed to be said and done without hesitation: "I'm very sorry, given this comrade's knife wound, we must restrain him accordingly."

After speaking, the soldier gestured to his companions behind him, and two civilians who had been waiting and were somewhat impatient immediately ran up with ropes.

Seeing them about to lay hands on the severely injured Hu Xiaodong, Wang Qiang, who had been relatively calm, suddenly objected.

"Hey! Both of you stop right now!!" Without further ado, speaking simultaneously, Wang Qiang, with his tall stature, stepped between the two: "What do you mean by this! We came here because you offer a safe haven! But what are you doing? Already planning to lay a hand on my brother before anything?"

The two men were clearly intimidated by Wang Qiang's imposing manner. After all, they've always stayed within these concrete walls, and any matters were mostly handled by soldiers.

So, facing this conflict, how could they compare to Wang Qiang, who has survived two months of "life and death?"

Though the men froze under reprimand, the soldier did not flinch, showing no trace of facial change:

"Sorry, it's the rule. Precisely because we are responsible for the shelter's safety, we must isolate and regulate those entering through this gate!"

In an unyielding yet calm manner, the soldier's words remained steady as before.

Wang Qiang truly got aggravated by this retort, immediately exploding unreasonably: "Bullshit rules! If you want to isolate me, I have no objection, but if you want to tie up my brother, that won't do!"

"Please remain calm, comrade. I said it's the rule!"

"To hell with it! Don't pull that useless crap on me, I'd rather not enter this damn place!"

Wang Qiang was about to leave, but surprisingly, the soldier remained unmoved, firmly insisting on his viewpoint:

"Entering or not is your personal choice, but once you step into this shelter, you must comply with the rules inside. Also, remember, I'm not requesting but executing a military order that must be carried out!"

"I swear, you're really pushing it, aren't you? Look clearly! I'm no soldier!"

"Enough!" Old Lin pulled the hotheaded Wang Qiang behind him, and at the same time, Tang Xiaoquan quickly grasped his brother's arm, whispering: "Qiang, please say less! Do you want us all to sleep on the streets tonight?"

Upon hearing this, Wang Qiang's fiery rage slightly subsided.

Seeing him no longer "talking nonsense," Old Lin sighed with relief and smilingly said to the soldier: "Haha, don't mind him, my brother's just like that, very loyal. Hearing you mention using restraints, he struggled a bit to accept it at first. After all, we have all supported and guarded each other on our journey, becoming comrades through adversity, so..."

"It's nothing; I understand your words. Also, please rest assured, we won't do anything to your friend, and we have doctors here who can treat him. We hope you cooperate and understand the work we're doing; it's for everyone's good."

Remaining calm and composed, the soldier maintained his due demeanor.

At this point, adhering to a philosophy of seeking common ground while preserving differences, Old Lin looked at his companions and decisively responded: "We accept your request!" (My novel "Rotting Land: Survive" will have more fresh content on the official WeChat platform, and there are also 100% lottery gifts for everyone! Now open WeChat, click the "+" at the top right, "Add Friends", search the public account "qdread" and follow it, hurry up!)

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