Chapter 213: Volunteers
"How many?"
Back at the base, Zhang Zhao held a summary meeting temporarily, including twelve team leaders, five hunters and four instructors.
When asked about the number of people killed in the West Exit area this time, everyone held their breath.
Chen Zhihong, the No. 1 in charge of the rescue operation, sighed and replied: "A total of 103,000 people were killed and 50,000 were missing. ”
When he heard this number, Zhang Zhao couldn't help but suffocate, the death of 100,000 people was unimaginable to him, thinking that he could have avoided this disaster because of himself, Zhang Zhao felt heartache, but the matter has come to this point, no one can undo it, and protecting the rest of the people is the first priority.
"Decree to go down, build an ancestral hall, pay tribute to the deceased, and comfort people's hearts. At the same time, the twelve team leaders took turns to guard the city, divided into groups of five, to strictly guard every corner of the city. ”
"Yes!"
At this time, Sun Yingrong, a psychic instructor, suddenly spoke: "Everyone, have you ever thought about why this Golden Eagle Sect person would do this?"
This sentence caught everyone's attention, and everyone looked at Sun Yingrong, obviously he had already speculated some answer.
"Instructor Sun, what do you think?"
Sun Yingrong frowned and said: "Everything must have a cause and effect, the banner of the Golden Eagle Sect is to destroy the heavens and the earth, there is no reason, but now they have not completely risen, and it is not yet time to invade our Huaxia on a large scale." But during this period, why did they kill even if their identities were revealed? And I have also checked the scene of the crime, and these victims basically died in an instant in their sleep, without any pain. And the way to kill them is also a martial art of mass destruction. So I've been thinking about the question, why are they doing this?"
"It's not that I'm perverted at heart, I like to kill people. ”
Yuna sneered and said, full of sarcasm for the people of the Golden Eagle Sect.
"No!" Sun Yingrong decisively overturned Yun'er's conclusion, and then said: "I have contacted several murderers and asked them why they killed. Generally speaking, killing the first person, perhaps by accident or necessity, at the beginning, I was also panicking, fantasizing that those who died would turn into ghosts to seek revenge on me. As more and more people are killed, they like this sense of madness, which is like an addiction, and they like to see the desperate expression of people before they die. ”
Hearing this, Zhang Zhao's eyes were full of doubts, and he asked in a low voice: "You mean, this Heavenly Eagle Sect people are not going to kill people for the sake of killing, but there is another reason. ”
"Not bad!"
At this time, Sun Yingrong stood up, spread his hands, and said word by word: "I'll take ants as an example, I believe everyone did one thing when they were young, watering the ant colony with boiling water, right? When we are at the top level, we think that these ants do not do life, and a bowl of boiling water is enough to kill thousands of them, but even though they are ants, we will also feel a little uneasy in our hearts. This is the psychological reason for the inevitable phenomenon, but if you take a bowl of boiling water and pour it into the ant hole, then no matter how many dead ants you can't see, you won't have any psychological uneasiness. ”
Sun Yingrong's words, everyone was confused, but the example he gave was still very understandable, after all, everyone almost did this kind of thing when they were children.
"Therefore, I'm sure that even the murderer himself can't bear to kill 100,000 people at once, but for some kind of benefit, he has to do it, so he chooses to use a wide range of killing techniques to kill them at two o'clock in the middle of the night when most of them are asleep. ”
Finally, Sun Yingrong said his speculation, and hearing him say this, Zhang Zhao seemed to understand something. Last night, the Great Elder of the Murong Family followed the hall master of the Golden Eagle Sect all the way to the northwest territory, and the other party could kill him in three moves, but in the end, he didn't kill him, which means that in fact, he didn't want to kill people at will. You must know that these 100,000 people will be killed when they say they will be killed, and it doesn't matter if there is one more or less, he chose not to kill, it is definitely like Sun Yingrong's analysis, he will only kill for profit.
"Instructor Sun, do you know why they did this?"
Zhang Zhao saw that Sun Yingrong's analysis was the head, and thought that he had guessed the reason, but unfortunately, he didn't.
"I don't know about this, I have to continue to investigate. ”
"Hmm. ”
Zhang Zhao nodded, looked at Leng Jia'er, and said, "Jia'er, you take your group and fully cooperate with Instructor Sun to investigate this matter." ”
"Okay, in the past few days, everyone has adjusted their state, each group of people takes turns to patrol and guard, and I will lead a group to stand on the first shift. ”
The meeting dispersed, and when Zhang Zhao walked to the door of the conference room, he saw his two assistants standing here waiting.
"Is there something wrong?"
"Mr. Zhang, there are a lot of reporters and college students outside. ”
Hearing this, Zhang Zhao quickly walked downstairs, and when he looked, there was a sea of people at the gate of the base, gathering at least 50,000 people.
There was a lot of noise outside, but none of them entered the base, because there was a group of soldiers guarding the door.
Zhang Zhao was a little stunned, he thought that these people came to ask him for an explanation, so he walked over.
As soon as they arrived at the door, everyone flocked to it, and instantly surrounded Zhang Zhao.
At the front was a group of reporters holding microphones and asking all kinds of questions, but the most common one was to ask him what he thought of the donation.
Hearing this, Zhang Zhao couldn't help but look back, he saw that these tens of thousands of college students were collecting donations under the banner of maintaining the safety of Cloud City, and they also claimed to be volunteers, and they came here to ask and see if they could help.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Zhao felt a trace of warmth in his heart, and finally breathed a sigh of relief, at least they didn't come to Xingshi to ask for guilt.
"Captain Zhang, how can we help you, how can we help Cloud City?"
A young man with a long sword on his back, about twenty-three or four, asked aloud.
Zhang Zhao walked over quickly, saw the group of enthusiastic young people in front of him, nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Everyone be quiet." ”
His voice was not very loud, but it was very weighty when he said it, and as soon as the words fell, the scene was silent, all waiting for Zhang Zhao to speak.
"Volunteers have to wait for the military's arrangement, in groups of ten, and cooperate with the military soldiers to guard every corner of the city, every shopping mall gate, intersection, entertainment venue and all kinds of densely populated places. Members of the major families will be responsible for guarding the city's transportation arteries, and the military will use the donations collected to comfort the families of the victims and build the Xikou District. During the defense, I will be personally responsible for the food and water supply of all volunteers. ”
Zhang Zhao, like them, is a college student, but the responsibilities are very different, and at this critical juncture, he must stand up and lead everyone.