A convoy of armoured vehicles and trucks came up from the Avenue of the Barley Fields, indicating that the army had entered Lavona. I looked up at the sun www.biquge.info, and it was almost noon.

The first armored car of the convoy drove up to the corpses that had been thrown on the street by our captives, and a soldier leaned over and immediately loaded his machine gun. Then about a platoon of heavily armed soldiers jumped out of the truck, and one of them walked towards us with a gun in hand.

I was afraid that there would be a misunderstanding, so I hurriedly asked everyone not to stick their heads out. As the group approached, Bill waved a white flag on the barricade to get the soldiers' attention, then walked out with his hands up and shouted, "Don't shoot, I'm a resident here!" ”

A non-commissioned officer asked Bill to walk over, and as soon as he approached, two soldiers jumped on him, twisted his arm, and searched him as if Bill were a terrorist. After confirming that Bill had no weapons on him, the two soldiers let him go, and I saw him talk to the non-commissioned officer for a long time before the non-commissioned officer used the walkie-talkie to contact his superiors. After waiting for a long time, the non-commissioned officer seemed to be instructed to let Bill lead the way to the barricade.

I poked my head out to look at the rank of the non-commissioned officer and said, "Hello sergeant, what can I do?" ”

The sergeant said in an official tone, "I have verified that those corpses deserve it, so I will not use force against you." But you have to be clear, from now on the army is under martial law, and no one is allowed to leave their homes casually, and they are not allowed to take weapons into the streets. Since you can control this place, tell the people here not to run around, or you will be killed! ”

After saying that, he glanced in the direction of the corpses and said, "Since these corpses were made by you, then you should gather them and wait for the police to deal with them." We have body bags in our car, and you come and get them with us. ”

It wasn't a problem for these bodies to be thrown here like that, so I had to say, "Okay sergeant." But we need a few more body bags, and we need to restrain someone in this community who has been killed by a mob. ”

The sergeant said, "Whatever! When Bill called a few people to get the body bag, I asked the sergeant, "Mr. sergeant?" Do you know when we'll be able to get water and food? ”

The sergeant said mockingly: "Don't ask me about this kind of thing. The army has nothing, and I don't see convoys transporting them. So you can only be patient and see when the politicians will show their kindness. ”

Bill's side had put the bodies of the thugs in body bags and placed them on the side of the road, and a second lieutenant, surrounded by soldiers, walked over from the block burned by the mob. At his request, we put our weapons at the barricades and walked in front of them to lead them around the neighborhood. Finally, the second lieutenant used a walkie-talkie to report to his superiors that the barley field community was still in order, and he took the people away.

By the time we saw the army again with the police to pull the corpses, it was already a day later. At this point, we have run out of water, but no one knows when it will come. The police could only tell us to stay in the community and wait, otherwise we could easily be beaten to death by the army as a thug.

Well, thirst is still a trivial matter for the time being compared to being killed. Thankfully, a light rain saved us from the emergency and allowed us to stay on for two more days until the convoy of water and food arrived. For the next few days, we were trapped in the barley fields with nowhere to go, and the police would ask us to take confessions from time to time, and of course the police body armor and steel helmets we were wearing were also taken away.

I took this opportunity to discuss with Uncle Biao to gather the more prestigious people in the community and propose a security company for the community. Uncle Biao was very much in favor of this, but when he found someone to have a meeting together, he came back and said, "Oh, it's not easy to do." These companies are vague and have no accurate words. I suspect they may be thinking about immigration, so they don't want to worry about it here. I don't think I can count on them. Those who can't immigrate are the ones who need protection. ”

He patted his chest and said to me: "James, don't worry, after this time, everyone should understand that they must ask someone to protect this place, either the militia or the security company." I'm going to connect one by one to make sure that this thing is done. ”

I can't talk about this, otherwise I will be suspected of blackmailing Entu. The Chinese have a lot of eyes, and that may be counterproductive. So I left this matter completely to Uncle Biao.

While I was busy looking for clients for the future security company, he took his patrolmen to open a shooting range in a burned house, where they practiced shooting every day. The police had already collected most of the guns we had seized from the mob, and Big Eyes had hidden some of the best guns but couldn't get them out now, but all the ammunition we had seized was kept. These bullets that cost nothing were taken out by Big Eyes without hesitation and made for everyone. In the past few days, the marksmanship of the few young men who have been specially trained by Big Eyes has indeed improved by leaps and bounds.

The big eyes also conscientiously taught everyone the technology of using hot and cold weapons on the street. After this disaster, many people in the barley fields have clearly realized the importance of force to save their lives, and they have learned it very seriously. At first, it was just the patrolmen who studied there, but then many young people went to watch, and it became the liveliest place in the whole community. I found that as long as I had a big eye, I would sell the security company to those young people who had not yet seen it, maybe after a few days of contact, these young people identified with the big eye, so they also identified with the security company. I can't help but admit that Big Eyes is still very good at gangs.

On the afternoon of January 10, nearly 1,000 representatives of residents of the Damai Field community gathered in the square in the center of the circular commercial building, which was originally the most prosperous and severely damaged commercial building in Damai Field. I took the convoy to bring back the supplies distributed by the government, asked the convoy to stop next to the square to distribute things, and came to the square by myself and Big Eyes. Uncle Biao looked at his watch, it was half past two o'clock, and the announced meeting time had arrived. He jumped to a table and picked up the electric horn and said, "Okay, it's time, we're in a meeting!" ”

When the people who whispered below stopped talking to each other, Uncle Biao continued: "Why this meeting is held today, I have made it very clear to everyone. After this riot, I believe everyone can also see that when something big happens, we can't count on the police or the army, we still have to protect ourselves! I think everyone here today has no problem on this point. But whether to hire a security company or a militia cannot be agreed upon. I don't know how long this matter will drag on, and today we will debate it here, and it is best to settle the matter. ”