My courtyard shelter

Since June, the situation in the beautiful country has become increasingly unstable.

The West Coast, in particular, is home to an increasing number of illegal immigrants, as well as large influxes of people from the East Coast.

Compared with the West Coast, which is open and diverse, the East Coast has become more and more conservative in the past two years.

This has also led to many illegal immigrants, Nicos and gang members leaving the West Coast.

Only on the west coast can they survive.

June 14th, beautiful country time.

Murphy's law is indeed very effective, and what Gao Yuemei was most worried about finally happened.

Since yesterday, with strong winds of level 8 or 9, sandstorms have been blowing across the entire west coast.

To make matters worse, illegal immigrants took the opportunity to set fire to the forest and set fires everywhere in major urban areas, so that the choking smell of smoke could be smelled in the community.

Currently, the entire West Coast is almost on the verge of losing control.

…

Early in the morning, after breakfast, Gao Yuemei's family gathered in the living room and followed the situation outside through the radio.

The network signal was cut off a few days ago, and it was too late to apply for a Starlink package. Currently, only the radio station is still operating normally.

"Luoshanji has been lost." Zhang Ming said suddenly. He was the only one in the family who understood English.

Gao Yuemei said anxiously: "Will it spread to us?"

At this time, Zhang Ming no longer had the confidence he had before.

"It's not clear yet, but the community is ready to evacuate at any time. As soon as the situation gets out of control, we will drive to the pier immediately, and there will be passenger ships there to pick up the situation."

"Oh, I told you that I would return to China, but you just didn't listen. What should I do now?" Gao Yuemei was as restless as an ant on a hot pot.

Lao Zhang consoled him: "Just wait and see, it may not spread to our side. If not, we can still take refuge at sea!"

"No, this is too passive. Zhang Ming, can we go to the dock in advance? I want to leave now." Gao Yuemei asked.

"No." Zhang Ming shook his head, "We are dozens of kilometers away from the dock. We can't get through it on our own. There will definitely be robbers on the road. Only people from our community can go together as a group to ensure safety."

"Where is the consulate? Can I go to the consulate?"

"No, the consulate is in the city. It's more dangerous to go there. Moreover, the consulate might have closed early, so it would be useless to go there." Zhang Ming replied.

Gao Yuemei completely exploded: "This won't work, that won't work either, then can we just wait to die?"

"Mom, can you please be quiet? You scared Zhang Tao like this." Zhang Fan's wife hugged her child and couldn't help complaining.

Gao Yuemei suppressed her anger, took her grandson directly from her daughter-in-law's arms, and then went to the bedroom without looking back. She would really go crazy if she stayed any longer.

Zhang Fan sighed. To be honest, he really regretted it now. Maybe his mother was right. It was him who harmed his family.

"Uncle, do you have a gun here?"

Zhang Ming glanced at his nephew in surprise, nodded and said, "Yes, but there is only one pistol."

"I want to learn how to shoot a gun."

"Husband, you..." Zhang Fan's wife said worriedly.

"It's okay, I just want to make extra preparations. It shouldn't be needed." Zhang Fan reassured.

Lao Zhang stood up and said: "Add me as a member. I was a militiaman when I was young. I haven't touched a gun in more than 30 years."

Zhang Ming nodded and took the father and son to the basement. After a while, a dull "bang bang" sound came from inside.

Fortunately, I had said hello to the surrounding neighbors in advance, otherwise it would definitely cause chaos.

At noon, Lao Zhang and his son finally mastered the shooting skills. They each fired dozens of bullets, feeling somewhat confident.

"It's time to eat." Gao Yuemei ran over and shouted.

The lunch meal is very simple. The staple food is beans. The supply of flour has been discontinued last month. It is also served with a few vegetable leaves and a box of canned meat, which is quite rich.

Zhang Ming was eating and listening to the radio when suddenly his movements stopped, his face suddenly turned pale, and his hands trembled slightly.

"Uncle, what happened?" Zhang Fan asked concerned.

"Zhang Ming, please speak quickly!" Gao Yuemei was equally anxious.

Maybe it was grandma's voice that was too loud, and little Zhang Tao burst into tears instantly, which made everyone feel even more irritable.

Lao Zhang told his daughter-in-law: "Take the child back to the bedroom to eat, and bring the canned meat with you."

After Zhang Fan's wife left, Zhang Ming looked decadent and hesitated before saying:

"We can't get to the dock. It's been occupied."

"What about the boat?" Gao Yuemei asked.

"Even the boat and the pier were burned down. Everything was lost."

Gao Yuemei was stunned as if she had been struck by lightning. The others were not much better, and they all felt like they were mourning.

In the end, Zhang Ming was the first to react, "Don't worry, I'll go to the community committee to check on the situation. There are thousands of people in our community, so there must be a way."

"Uncle, I'll go with you." Zhang Fan also became more active.

"Okay, let's go and come back quickly."

It wasn't until five o'clock in the afternoon that Zhang Ming's uncle and nephew came back. Both of them had serious faces.

"How's it going?" Gao Yuemei hurriedly stepped forward and asked.

Zhang Fan rushed to answer: "Mom, the situation is not good. Now the entire West Coast is in chaos. This riot will definitely not end in a short time."

"What should I do?"

“There are different opinions in the community. Some people think that we should stay and form a stronghold to defend ourselves; others think that we should go to the Pelican Hill community. It is the largest community in our area and the terrain is dangerous, making it easy to defend but difficult to attack. "Zhang Ming introduced.

"What's the final result?" Gao Yuemei asked.

"We haven't made a decision yet. We plan to wait and see the situation before deciding. Although the Pelican Hill community has agreed to accept us, many people do not agree with giving up their homes like this."

Gao Yuemei said nervously: "Then what should we do now?"

"Mom, my uncle and I have discussed that our family should be prepared for a complete evacuation. We should start preparing our luggage now, lest it be too late." Zhang Fan reminded.

"I packed my luggage a long time ago." Gao Yuemei sighed, and she was waiting to leave.

Zhang Ming said: "In addition to luggage, there are also cans. Take away what you can. If you can't take it away, bury it in the yard. We will come back later!"

"Uncle, let me help you." Zhang Fan said.

"Okay, I'm going to get the tools from the basement. It's best to dig a deeper hole."

After dinner, Lao Zhang, his son, and Zhang Ming began to take action. After working for two days and two nights, they finally dug a large pit more than two meters deep.

Fortunately, the soil here is soft, otherwise we wouldn't be able to dig so deep.

A layer of blankets was spread haphazardly in the pit, followed by boxes and boxes of cans, stuffed so full that they could hardly fit.

After burying the cans, before the whole family had time to take a rest, the commotion suddenly spread to the doorstep of their home.

After a day of resistance, the community issued an emergency evacuation order.

ps: Please recommend and vote for me!