Chapter 114: Icy Rain
In the retreat queue of survivors, it was not so calm.
"You snatched my cookies! You snatched my cookies! ”
Just as Song Ying was passing by with the students, suddenly a child pulled a middle-aged man who passed by and shouted loudly.
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with fierceness, and he kicked the child hard, kicking the child to the ground: "Little rabbit! What's your name! Lao Tzu, this is his own biscuit! If you call again, Lao Tzu will abolish you! ”
"Stop!" The squad leader next to him frowned, walked over, and asked, "What's the matter?" ”
The middle-aged man nodded to the squad leader and said, "This brother! This little bunny framed me for snatching his compressed biscuits. I got this biscuit from the army. The staff over there can testify for me! ”
The soldier glanced at the staff member.
The staff member nodded quickly and said, "Yes!" The cookie was indeed received by him. ”
The squad leader glanced at the child and said coldly: "Little ghost! What do you have to say? ”
The child stood up, pointed at the middle-aged man with an angry face, and said to the soldier, "He snatched my biscuits!" He also had a biscuit in his pocket. Believe it or not! ”
The squad leader understood at a glance and ordered: "Arrest him!" ”
Two soldiers walked towards the middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man's face changed drastically, he took a few steps back, and shouted loudly: "The soldier is going to kill!" The soldier is going to kill! Help me! Help me! ”
This middle-aged man was the leader of a gang of gangsters before the end of the world, and after the end of the world, he also pulled a group of younger brothers. As soon as he shouted, his companions, who were hidden among the survivors, immediately stirred up: "The soldiers are going to kill!" They're going to kill us! Let's run! ”
With that, the thieves took the lead in fleeing elsewhere.
People have herd behavior. Under such rumors, many survivors involuntarily followed the thief and fled in all directions.
"Oh no, let's squat down and don't move!"
Song Xiaohua's face changed, and she immediately pulled Song Ying and the others to squat down quickly, trying to lower her height.
The platoon commander in the distance looked at the fleeing crowd, his face changed drastically, and he gritted his teeth. Loud command: "Shoot!" ”
In an instant, all the machine guns that had been deployed opened fire, and the dense bullets fell on the crowd of people who tried to escape, instantly beating all the survivors who tried to escape into a sieve.
In just a dozen seconds, more than 200 people fell in a pool of blood, groaning in pain. The platoon commander looked very helpless and painful. There are only more than 30 people here, and if they want to suppress the rebellion of tens of millions of people and suppress them without using iron-blooded means, these tens of thousands of people can destroy dozens of them in a single frenzy.
"Who dares to run away! Shoot it now! Who dares to make a noise! Shoot it now! Get on the ground immediately! Don't move! Death to the rioters! The squad leader's face turned pale, and he directly took out his gun and aimed it at the head of the middle-aged man who instigated the incident and pulled the trigger.
There was a bang. The middle-aged man, who was originally a little proud, had an extra blood hole in his head and fell directly to the ground.
In the midst of the frantic strafing, the survivors screamed in horror and fell to the ground. The body trembled, and he didn't dare to move.
The squad leader's face turned pale, and he walked in the direction of spreading rumors: "Made, bastard! You bastards! We are kind enough to give you survivors a way to live and give you food! Here you guys drink! And fighting for you, you civilians are still causing chaos for us. What kind of bastards are spreading rumors here? ”
There was a silence, and all the survivors were silent. Under the influence of the constantly corrupting social atmosphere, it has become the rule of everyone to sweep the snow in front of their own door and not meddle in their own affairs. Those who spread rumors are clearly in the same boat. They don't want to get into trouble.
A fierce light flashed in the platoon commander's eyes, and more than a dozen soldiers came over with automatic rifles, pointed directly at the survivors and said viciously: "Don't you say yes? Good! Have a backbone! Come! Get ready to shoot these bastards!! Who the dares to spread rumors again, and the people next to him who don't report it will be shot together! ”
Looking at the black muzzles, the survivors could no longer remain silent, and they shouted at the rumor-mongers in the crowd: "Don't shoot!" It's this guy! It was this guy who spread rumors just now! It's him! ”
Those guys who spread rumors saw that the situation was not good, and they also framed themselves: "It's obviously you who spread rumors." Dare you say me! ”
The squad leader directly asked people to drag out all the identified survivors, find a guy who was identified by many people as spreading rumors, and let people cut off the head of the guy who spread rumors in public.
The sight of the blood gushing out of the survivors was in fear.
The platoon commander looked at the survivors who were caught out with cold eyes and said coldly: "As long as the dishonest guy is caught, he will be beheaded immediately!" Whoever turns himself in and names others, I can give you a way to live. Scratch other people's crumbs. Once I found out, I killed him on the spot! ”
Seeing that savage, bloody and terrifying scene, the hearts of those survivors were full of horror, and they did not dare to move again.
After dealing with the rumor-mongering bastards, the platoon commander walked over to the group of survivors. picked up a megaphone and shouted loudly: "You civilians are all good at listening to Lao Tzu!" If there are any more rumors. You have to get the rumor-mongers out of the first place. Otherwise, everyone will have to be shot. Also, each person can only get one biscuit. If someone who robbed someone else was reported and discovered, Lao Tzu would send the person who received more biscuits to the front line! ”
In the midst of such a high-intensity migration, a biscuit is almost the only way to supply ordinary survivors. Took away the biscuit that replenished his stamina. It's like taking someone else's life. Naturally, the platoon commander had to deal with it harshly, and only under that severe torture could he deter the luck of those survivors.
The survivors looked at the fierce platoon commander with a look of horror. I don't dare to talk nonsense anymore.
At this moment, drops of rain crackled in the sky like hailstones.
"Damn God!" The platoon commander looked at the crackling rain in the sky, and couldn't help but curse.
Under the pouring rain, the tens of thousands of survivors who had gathered were suddenly overwhelmed by the heavy rain. They looked at the platoon commander and the machine guns all around them in fear, not daring to make the slightest move.
(End of chapter)