Because of this, this armory only had 2 soldiers to keep watch. Those 200-over survivors were basically living corpses, and they would not be able to put up a fight against anybody.
“Everybody gets one! No fighting over it!” Yue Zhong looked at those emaciated survivors, as he brought out his huge backpack, taking out cans of Type 2 Mutant Beast meat and distributed them.
If these emaciated survivors didn’t regain their health, then they would just be a burden to Yue Zhong, and would be of no use in the battle to come.