David and others surrounded Jack's house and smashed the wall, working tirelessly all morning.
But after digging open the wall, floor, and ceiling, it was found to be blocked by a thick layer of steel plate.
A 20cm thick steel plate was nothing but a nightmare for them!
If we only rely on manpower, there was no hope of breaking it now.
After all, working at ultra-low temperatures and not receiving enough energy to replenish the loss of physical strength would only accelerate their death.
Many people were so tired that they collapsed on the ground.
The sound of 'Gulu~Gulu~' echoed in unison.
They caressed their withered stomachs, and hunger was about to completely conquer them.
But the food itself didn't have much left.
Some people saw their neighbors next to them, and through the cracks in their clothes, they saw the snow-white flesh.
An idea suddenly popped into my mind.
Wasn't this just meat?
As soon as the terrifying idea appeared, everyone was immediately scared all over and tried to drive it out of their minds.
But when this idea arisen, it invisibly given people an option in a desperate situation.
They probably knew that if that day really came, the phenomenon of cannibalism would definitely occur.
"Is there really nothing we can do?"
Alex's face was full of pain, and he even felt that his arm had started to become inflamed and ulcerated.
There were no antibiotics, not even regular anti-inflammatory drugs, and it was impossible to effectively clean wounds.
Now there was still a large amount of rust left in his injury area.
In this situation, death was almost inevitable.
"Damn Jack, why are you so vicious?"
"How can you live alone compared to so many of us? What's wrong with sacrificing yourself? What's wrong???? "Alex roared in despair, his heart completely twisted.
At this moment, Jack's neighbor suddenly walked out.
Perhaps you can try walking on the balcony
"When their house was decorated, the balcony was changed into a french window, with a large side of glass. Maybe there's a chance to break in!"
Other residents cannot see the back of Jack's house, but his neighbors can.
Building 25, some floors had a balcony, and the 24th floor where Jack lived happened to have a small platform. On weekdays, he used it to plant flowers and dry blankets.
Upon hearing Jack's neighbor's words, a group of desperate people suddenly looked up.
"Windows? Hahaha, yes! Since his house has windows, there must be exits left! It's impossible to seal them all off."
"As long as there is a window, you can rush in."
A group of people rushed in from Jack's neighboring house without hesitation.
There was actually a gap of about 15 centimeters between the balconies of the two families, and a fence was installed in the middle.
But these cannot stop the crazy crowd now.
However, the balcony outside was not as good as the hallway.
At this moment, the corridors were blocked by every household, with no ventilation and some warmth.
However, the north wind howls and heavy snow fallen outside, which can freeze people in just a few hours.
David and others didn't care about these things. As long as they can rush into Jack's house, they can get everything!
A group of people screamed and jumped onto Jack's balcony like madmen.
Jack naturally noticed such a scene as well.
Both sides exchanged glances for less than a second.
The neighbors waved their tools and threw them at the huge french window crazily.
Jack, on the other hand, dragged his white lounge chair to the window and calmly lain down, pouring himself a steaming cup of coffee. The small balcony was quickly crowded with more than ten people.
Their faces were pale, resembling living corpses, and with their wildly twisted expressions, there was really no trace of being alive.
Jack thought to himself that if there were really zombies, it would probably be at this level.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Ding Dang"
The deep voice risen one after another on the french window.
Braving the wind and snow, these lunatics were working hard to smash the glass.
Even if they didn't accidentally hit their own hand, they didn't feel pain and let the blood flow out and then coagulate.
When they first smashed the wall, the feeling of longing was not obvious enough.
But at this moment, only through a layer of glass did they see more clearly how luxurious Jack's life was!
The fireplace in the room was burning brightly, and Jack was only wearing a single shirt, lying on a white lounge chair like a landlord.
There was a cup of brewed coffee beside him, still steaming hot. Judging from the amount of milk brewed, it should be a cappuccino.
The coffee table was piled with weapons, but that's not the point.
The key was under the coffee table, where a bunch of half eaten snacks were left.
Potato chips, hamburgers, cola, pizza, roasted chicken, roast duck, and even oil splashed noodles!
It's these things that completely drove the neighbors on the balcony crazy!
Just half a month after leaving them, they were excited as if they had met their long lost father!
"Roar!!"
"Ah ah ah"
They were so excited that they even forgot their voice and instead expressed their excitement by howling desperately.
Then they worked even harder, using all his strength to smash the window!
Jack held coffee in his hand and enjoyed this great show.
He just said lightly, 'Who says glass is necessarily more fragile than metal?'
The cost of this wall was extremely high. Jack, considering the quality of life, refused the proposal of Z Security Company and did not use metal here. Instead, they spent a lot of money to customize a whole side of bulletproof glass as a french window.
He still remembered that the manager of Z Company, once said, "With such a thick wall, what we are defending against is no longer bullets, but shells.
The bulletproof glass on the special vehicle of heads of state that can withstand sniper rifles was made of this material.
However, their thickness was less than half of Jack's wall.
Sure enough, this group of people realized something was wrong as they smashed it.
I thought it was organic glass, I could smash it with a few hits.
But more than ten people smashed it for a long time, how could not even a crack come out!
"What kind of glass is this?"
"Is it bulletproof glass"
"What? Bulletproof glass?
This word came hoarsely from the throat of a bespectacled man, but filled with despair, as if it came from eighteen layers of hell.
Can't even defend against shells with your manual labor?
"No, I don't believe it."
A young man shouted up to the sky, 'My fate is up to me, not up to the heavens! I don't believe I can't break it!'
"As long as I break it, the fireplace and everything he eats and drinks in the room will be mine. I must break it, ah ah ah"
Probably in the extremely cold temperature, jumping left and right in this hope and despair, everyone's brains frozen.
They chose to lose their rationality, gone all out and fought for a future!
Jack applauded for them, expressing his gratitude.
However, he felt a little hungry.
Then he took some food out of the space, such as Pork Elbow, Crisp sugar-coated banana, and some snacks.