The computer tracking Huangfu Yanyan blew up, and Yunge had to withdraw from the town with Pipsqueak and find another place to contact Dungeon and Sansa Smith.

Over there in the dungeon, it's more than chaos.

After driving the inhabitants into the dungeon, the mechanical mercenaries who entered the city dispersed the civilians who had taken refuge in the city. The wives, children, and neighbors who were still together on the way to escape were all separated in a period of chaos.

In the city, there are people looking for relatives everywhere, but no one dares to shout the names of their relatives loudly. They only dared to search through the crowd after the mechanical mercenaries with guns had walked by......

To the ideal man, this is a strange city, dim, and even if the daylight lighting system on the dome is all newly built, many times better than the previous orange lights, it is still dull and unnatural.

They thought that hiding in the hole of the mud rat would still be able to succumb to it for a while. Now it seems that this is a disaster.

The children abandoned by the ideal people in the wilderness were basically picked up by Bao Er Ye and the Self-Defense Forces, and hid in the Hongchen Wanli that had not yet completed the reconstruction. There's only the basic building, and very few people will go there.

On the street, it's hard to see children wandering around. There are more people looking for wives than children, and they all know where the children are, so they don't need to look for them.

Over the deep wilderness, meteor-like flames pierced the sky. It wasn't a meteor that fell, it was the command ship of the Control Bureau, and the six frigates that followed behind it.

Super Heavy Armor and the six medium-sized mechs that followed behind him, with a hard landing, were parked on the ice field.

The smoke rising from the lake that was boiled by the mecha tail flame always felt a little demonic.

Before the "lake" solidifies into a mixture of ice and water, the Super Heavy hatch opens, erecting a gangway between the mech and the ice field. The owner of the pair of military boots that walked down the ladder did not show his face, and a classic hideous beast mask was fastened to his "hairline edge" - if it weren't for the Mediterranean-style bald leak, he would have the peerless handsomeness of the Lanling King.

"General!"

The sergeants guarding the mecha on the ice field lined up on both sides of the suspension ladder to pay tribute to the "peerless handsome" wearing a mask who came down from the mecha.

"Go as planned." The peerless and handsome general's voice is not good, maybe the good voice is used to change the mask with the wizard. "There is no red sky dungeon, huh...... I went up to my waist and saw how crazy they could be. ”

"Yes!" The adjutant who disembarked from the frigate, who was also here waiting for the general's command, took the order.

Two minutes later, the dungeon began to enforce the "Jingwei Diversion Order".

"Ideal people from the ground city, stand on the left side of the street, hurry!" Mechanical mercenaries with guns pointed at the crowd lined up in the streets shouting. All the streets of the dungeon are like this, very shocking, like a grand slaughter in ancient times||After killing, the scene of assigning slaves.

"Stand on the left, stand on the left, quick! Fast! ”

"I'm giving you three minutes. If it doesn't pass after three minutes, Quandang gives up the opportunity to return to the ground city. ”

This sentence worked, and the hesitant "high citizens" who were still slow and slow now crowded all to the "left". Of course, the fish and dragons are mixed, and it is inevitable to crowd the residents of some dungeons.

In short, the situation is chaotic, I can't tell who is who, and there are a lot of people who don't understand standing left and right! The mechanical mercenaries lined up, and it was not said whether they would determine the left and right based on the steady baseline of their advance.

In the end, diversion is the same as non-diversion, chaos!

The Self-Defense Forces, where do they dare to wear uniforms at this time, they take off what they wear and throw them aside, and they are crowded in civilian clothes in the crowd. Those who came back from picking up children in the wilderness covered their mouths and squeezed into the crowd in the direction of Hongchen Wanli.

"Twenty seconds left, hurry!" The team of mechanical mercenaries turned around and marched in the direction of the city gate, and at the same time counted down in the tone of a military order. "Twenty, nineteen, eighteen......"

"What are they going to do?"

"Don't make a sound, go away!"

"What's the use of walking? The dragons have no leader, and they don't know who to listen to. ”

"Listen to Second Master Bao. Hide the glutinous rice dumplings in your arms! ”

……

A small group of dungeon "residents" who had just arrived from the wilderness passed by the mechanical mercenaries with their guns in hand. They protected the glutinous rice dumplings wrapped in their coats, and they were whispering in the crowd, not knowing whether they were standing on the left or the right. - I thought I was too late to come and didn't hear the key instructions, but in fact, the residents didn't know from beginning to end which was left and which was right.

This group of young men with glutinous rice dumplings wrapped in their arms didn't care where they were, lined up the crowd on the left and right, and moved in the direction of Hongchen Wanli.

"Five, four, three, two, one, zero."

"Don't move anything that hasn't moved, be quiet! Be quiet! ”

Or the power of the guns, poking in the direction of the crowd, all quiet.

After there was no agitation in the crowd, the sound of military boots marching into the field sounded on the street, and it was the peerless and handsome general wearing a mask.

"What are you doing in the dungeon, you don't want the identity of the ideal person anymore, or is the Garden of Eden bad, and you are willing to stay in the mud rat nest?"

The general's question was as cold as pig iron, and no one dared to answer.

Who dares to answer such a question-and-answer question, are you tired of seeing the sun tomorrow?

"If you want to stay here, you can come out and scan the ID code. From now on, all your possessions in the cities on the ground will be confiscated, and all the grace in the Garden of Eden will be nullified. If a family member wants to obtain the Ideal Person qualification certificate again, they must start with the upgrade experiment. ”

It is more powerful to talk about the system, the lenient policy of Eden is only aimed at ideal people, and the inferior citizens who live in the dungeons are expelled when they have nothing to do, and they have not been able to make a living if they settle in the marginal world.

As soon as the general's words came out, there was a secret commotion in the crowd. They all bit their ears and whispered, and none of them dared to speak on the countertop, and there seemed to be a wave of trees rushing on both sides of the street, or the sound of gophers gnawing grass, but no one stood up.

"Didn't anyone come forward?"

"So, are they all willing to stay in the dungeon?"

The two lieutenants who followed the general, singing and harmonizing the supplementary questioning, seemed to contradict the general's question on the surface, but in fact it was a tacit reply from the general.

"General! You can't make such a decision, it's not fair to the ideal person! "I don't know which brother buried himself in the pile of people and snorted.

- Presumably an ideal person.

This voice was so loud that it could be regarded as the general's favor, and he finally didn't press step by step, leaving the people half a minute more time to justify.

In half a minute of justification, the whisper quickly turned into a whisper, and everything was said.

"Can't be ...... like this"

"yes, we didn't come to the dungeon of our own free will.

"The missiles of the Space Force have been blown up on the planet. What can be done without entering the dungeon? You can't hide anywhere on the ground! ”

"Now that the battle is over, can I go back?"

……

Most of the people who are really willing to defend themselves are ideal people who have taken refuge and run into the dungeon. The "natives" of the dungeon are already like that, and the situation will not suffer anywhere.

The dungeon residents who sheltered the ideal person also sheltered the children abandoned by the ideal person on the way to escape, and this reversal was bitten by a dog again, and the mood should be bad. The previous diversion was not complete, and the people who did not distinguish between the left and right were mixed together, which was more like an excessive amount of starter culture kneaded into the dough.

The general didn't speak for half a minute, just waiting for the fermented bubbles to bulge and brew a little more sour, and he steamed a basket of steamed buns.

"The dungeon dwellers robbed the children of the ideal people along the road, and we had to come here with them. Please be aware of the general! Someone finally shouted something clear. Although the words were shouted loudly, the people were buried in the dough, and they did not want to come out.

Everyone's eyes were like a menacing tide, focused towards the center of the whirlpool. The genre of gaze is complex, there is resentment that wants to tear him off, and there is also hypocrisy of approval. However, no one could find out where the person who spoke was.

The general's gaze was also on the center of the whirlpool, and he also failed to find the person who spoke. He couldn't find anyone, and he wasn't in a hurry, he had already seen the desires of different "schools", and asked coldly: "Where are the children?" Take me to the rescue. ”

After the crowd looked at each other for a moment, someone on the other side of the street spoke again, this time quietly: "They said that there are thousands of carp in the red dust." General, you have to do justice for your ideals. Either way, you have to give an explanation! ”

Most of the officers of the Control Bureau are quasi-ideal people who have obtained the qualification of ideal people, except for the system of Penglai Star. Their warships, weapons, and training costs burned a lot of tax money for the ideal people of Eden. As ideal people, they have the right to hold the officers of the Control Bureau accountable and demand that they do justice for the people.

But this general is different, he is heavily stationed in the dungeon, and he is here to maintain the order of the Garden of Eden, and it is impossible to say that the ideal people are mixed here in the first place. - Whether it is a betrayal or a refuge must be judged clearly. Now is not a good time to speak!

In addition, the 100,000 baggage of the landing planet are in the hands of the general, and a few civilians are scattered, without any weapons and military literacy, how can they compete with him.

Therefore, this time the voice was still drowned in the crowd, and there was no trace of it, and no one dared to find it.

"Who's going to lead the way?" The general asked one last question.

No one answered, and no one dared to answer.

Anyway, this is the territory of pure-blooded humans, and others have sheltered them in times of crisis, and standing up is not a clear display of ingratitude!

- Aren't you afraid of being reckoned with by the Queen?

"No one comes out, so let's navigate." The general's eyes turned to the side a little and spoke to the lieutenant. "Don't leave a place to go back to the city, no one wants to do it anyway."

"Yes." While the deputy general received the order, he rushed to the column of mechanical mercenaries beside him and made a professional gesture.

Mercenaries armed with shields and guns lined up on both sides of the street, pushing the panicked crowd against the curb and preventing them from approaching the street, making way for the handsome general.

The peerless and handsome general reversed himself, causing a lot of commotion in the crowd. In the face of the heavy firearms of the Control Bureau, the commotion of the crowd dared not speak out, and they could only crowd behind the shields in panic, pushing and shoving, not knowing what to do.

"The surname is Qin, why did you go back on your word? Forcing the ideal people to run to the dungeon, isn't it caused by your control bureau to bombard the planet on a large scale? ”

An old man with pale hair squeezed to the edge of the street, lying between the two shields of the mechanical mercenary, and shouted at the general wearing the mask of a fierce beast.

Burst!

Mori Green's laser bullet burst through the air, leaving a bloody hole in the old man's forehead. His unuttered words choked in his throat, his head drooping, and he was completely lying on the shield of the mechanical mercenary.

In the crowd on the left and right sides of the street, screams suddenly surged into the air, and a "tsunami" rose up an octave high, and then rushed towards them.