OBS Chapter 1119
Chapter 1119
"Only iron discipline can forge the soul of the army." Captain Chen followed Zhou Shuwan's gaze and couldn't help but sigh, "Captain Shang has always been right. If it weren't for his adherence to principles and strict discipline of his subordinates, Wang Qian's conspiracy would probably have succeeded long ago."
These ordinary survivors, seemingly without combat capabilities, are the cornerstone of the fleet's operation. The food in the plantations, the equipment in the warehouses, the medical aid in the medical wards—none of these can function without them. They are the hope for the future resurgence of civilization.
As he spoke, his expression hardened.
This incident serves as a wake-up call.
Going forward, the fleet's discipline must be thoroughly rectified. Not only must we eliminate any unhealthy tendencies in our thinking, but we must also make everyone understand that on this mothership, contributions are equal and lives are equally precious.
A soldier's duty is to protect, not to be a symbol of privilege.
The apocalypse has already torn humanity apart and brought it to the brink of extinction. If we do not unite as one and instead engage in internal strife, then even if we preserve as many sparks of civilization as possible, humanity is not far from extinction!
When Zhou Shuwan and Qi Mingyu returned to their cabin, Zhong Tiyun, Zhou Jianghai, and Mu Mu were already waiting there.
Upon hearing of Wang Qian's actions, Zhong Tiyun was speechless for a long time: "That Wang Qian actually decided to drag the entire fleet to the underworld with him just because his good friend died! It's true, it's true..."
"Selfish and self-serving!" Zhou Shuwan interrupted before she could finish, her tone full of disdain:
"He wasn't really doing it for his friends. He was just using it as an excuse to rationalize his extreme behavior! This way, he could alleviate his guilt and give his cowardly act a veneer of 'revenge,' making himself feel better!"
"Ultimately, he was completely despairing of this apocalypse and couldn't hold on any longer." Qi Mingyu's eyes were icy: "Before he died, he not only fabricated a high-sounding reason to deceive himself, but also dragged everyone down with him. This kind of person doesn't deserve any pity!"
“This is cowardly behavior!” Zhou’s father couldn’t help but speak up, his tone heavy. “A true soldier, no matter how great the grief, will uphold his principles and protect the innocent. But he turned his incompetence and despair into a weapon to hurt others.”
The Zhou family members all nodded in agreement.
For everyone struggling to survive in the apocalypse, this mothership is already the best place they can find.
There is ample fresh water and food, sturdy hulls to withstand natural disasters, and medical resources to ensure health.
Compared to those survivors who are displaced and live hand to mouth in the wilderness, they are already considered "well-off".
The greatest danger is nothing more than sudden storms, tsunamis, and other natural disasters.
All of these were met with fierce resistance from the fleet's soldiers.
"Just as Lieutenant Yun said, since we enjoy the protection of the mothership, we should do our part to protect it." Zhou's mother sighed, "How can we just sit back and enjoy the benefits without giving anything in return? Soldiers have the duties of soldiers, and ordinary people have the contributions of ordinary people. Everyone has their own tasks."
Wang Qian always felt that his military status did not give him enough preferential treatment, but he never thought that every ordinary survivor in the fleet was earning his living supplies through hard work day after day.
These ordinary people actually envy the lives of soldiers more.
With food and lodging provided and clear guarantees, many people are eager to enlist if given the opportunity, hoping to secure a stable life for themselves and their families.
Zhou Shuwan and Qi Mingyu's gazes unconsciously fell on Mu Mu in the corner.
He didn't say a word from beginning to end, but just quietly gazed at the distant sea outside the window.
The sunlight shone brightly, illuminating the seamless blend of sea and sky, which reflected in his eyes, creating gentle ripples.
What on earth was he thinking?
Is he worried about those who share the same thoughts as the king, or is he pondering the meaning of survival in the apocalypse?