Before dark, the last vehicles drove by.

Of the only 80 or so people left in the entire J Squadron, except for the 20 people who followed Cheng Jiayi, Wang Qing and Wang Dan, five each with Li Li and Zhou Yao, and the 10 people left behind by the institute, all the remaining people were all loaded with live ammunition, some of them were scattered into the car, and some of them followed in the J equipment car.

Tens of thousands of people gathered around the vehicle, some seeing off their children, others just to see life and death.

Fu Jiaming was in front of the gate of the Peace Garden, and persuaded everyone to rest assured over and over again with his most cordial and reassuring smile.

He was going to send the children to the safest place, which was not suitable for the children to stay, and the children could not see blood again.

He was helped by the parents who worked as teachers at the school, who were also denied permission to leave the car for the same reason: J and the volunteers would guard the children.

He knew that some parents had hidden their children. There are also elderly people at home who send their children to the car and regret the next one. Then hesitate and regret again under the car.

With the utmost patience, he waited, waiting for as many children as he could to be brought out, waiting for these children to see their loved ones for the last time.

Fu Jiaming thought: Even if these children can survive, when they think of this scene many years later, they will hate him.

It is he who makes life and death alive.

It is he who is depriving a part of his rights in life with the power in his hands and the truth he knows.

The personnel were in place, Fu Jiaming took one last look at the west, and looking at the direction of the red sun's fall, he turned around and walked towards his car.

Behind him, there was a sudden sound of speeding vehicles in the distance, Fu Jiaming's heart suddenly swelled up, he quickened his pace, and at the moment he opened the car door, he heard the sound of sudden braking behind him, and heard a shout: "Stop them!" ”

Fu Jiaming got into the car and threw the door on the car and shouted, "Drive". With a long roar, covering up the hoarse screams behind him, Fu Jiaming looked ahead indifferently, hating his indifference and powerlessness in his heart.

What is the difference between him and those who are in high positions in the west? What exactly is he doing?

The convoy rushed into the darkness, leaving the uninformed crowd far behind.

In the distance, there was a faint voice in the wind in the darkness that was not yet complete, it was a reserved recording, the truth of the situation at the time of the final departure, the truth that was in progress or obsolete.

It was the last thing they could leave to the survivors - City C was surrounded by enemies.

It is also the most cruel knife for the survivors, a cruel knife that cuts straight to the heart.

It is also the last thing they do for the superiors. They violated their conscience, gave up the last shred of justice in their hearts, and left the overall situation that the superior needed.

People, after being born as a human being, will appear again and again in their lives. Some people will do anything for others, and some people will only give this to their own families.

There are even some people who can't even choose, so they only rely on the word "righteousness" to comfort themselves after being left again and again.

However, since righteousness is righteousness, there is no way to be righteous and small. Even if the great righteousness is righteousness, how can the small righteousness not be righteousness?

People can sacrifice their lives for righteousness. But as long as there is a conscience, when you are forced to make the so-called "sacrifice small righteousness for big righteousness", you have already violated your conscience.

The convoy galloped to the east, in the direction of the rising sun.

However, at this moment, the night is coming, has the East brought light, has it ever brought hope?

The vehicle piloting the drone was nearly fifteen kilometers ahead of schedule, constantly reporting what it was observing ahead.

The vehicle sped along the unobstructed road, and at the moment when the last light disappeared, it entered the high speed.

"Ten kilometers ahead, there are sporadic wandering in the valley, and suspected mutants."

"Ignore it."

"Ten kilometers ahead, there are about 20 unidentified suspected mutants on the highway."

"Measure the opponent's physical reaction ability and solve the problem quickly."

"Eight suspected mutants were stunned, thirteen were killed, and five escaped from the highway. All were left in the valley on the right side of the highway. ”

"There was a traffic jam ten kilometers ahead, and large unidentified creatures were wandering on the highway and on the slopes on both sides, occupying about five hundred meters of the highway."

"The vehicle in front is withdrawn, and the heavy truck is open."

"Boom—" The heavy truck roared and rushed forward.

"Boom-" The de-icing vehicle followed.

Behind it, there are the large and small vehicles guarding the bus, and finally, the vehicles of the children with the hope of life.

Heavy-duty kimbo trucks push forward at an unstoppable speed.

The vehicles blocking the road were flipped to the sides, and the creatures blocking the road jumped over the fence in panic and jumped into the darkness on both sides. Roars, screams, shouts, and the sound of vehicle horns merge together, and the beams of the headlights illuminate the road ahead.

In the beam, the vehicles blocking the road were overturned, the creatures that couldn't dodge were knocked away, and the heavy trucks and de-icing vehicles roared, pushing a passage out of the blocked highway hundreds of meters long.

Through the car window, you can clearly see the overturned vehicles, some of which are burned into skeletons, some of which have half of their arms remaining, and some of which are just large patches of blood.

Some of the bloodstains were fresh, some had already turned black, and no matter what kind of wreckage or bloodstain, they all showed the cruelty of the bloody battle that had taken place here the night before.

The fence welded by the heavy truck at the front of the road has been pushed and twisted, and the fence is also hung with the broken materials of the car in front and the stumps of mutants, which are shocking under the reflection of the headlights.

The driver of the car stepped on the accelerator directly to the end, the heavy truck roared, and the people in the car also roared.

Ahead, those who were blocking the road were clearly people, and those people were clearly frightened when they saw the heavy truck hitting them.

But clearly, they can't be called all human anymore, and no one will wander through the wreckage of vehicles until such a time.

This is a one-sided crushing, and no matter how strong the strength of the flesh is, it cannot compete with steel.

"Whew!" Suddenly, there was a loud howl in front of him, and all the mutants blocking the road suddenly followed suit, and the sound was deafening, reaching the eardrums, far away, and in an instant, it seemed to be full of howling in all directions.

The driver in front of him was frightened by the sudden sound of his hand crooked, and the heavy truck suddenly hit a left wheel and crashed into the high-speed guardrail. There was an exclamation in the cab, and both hands grabbed the steering wheel at the same time and hit the wheels back.

The heavy truck slanted towards the left guardrail and then twisted to the right, and the two diametrically opposed forces skewed the front of the heavy truck, twisting more than 90 degrees with the cabin.

"Boom!" The heavy truck slammed into the vehicle on one side, and the carriage turned sideways, blocking the high-speed interception.

"Squeak—" Behind him came a long series of brakes, followed by a few more heavy crashes.