Section 643 Option
The source of the smell was a dozen or so human corpses hanging on the walls of the warehouse.
They were split in half from the middle of their bodies, and each of them died the same way. The huge incision, which starts at the neck and runs vertically through the entire body, splits between two fat rumps, easily reminiscent of a large piece of pork hanging from a cold, hard metal hook in a slaughterhouse.
But if you look closely, you can quickly see the difference between these corpsesββββ four of which are specimens, presumably treated with antiseptics and formalin, and there are huge color maps pasted on the wall next to them, showing the processing process of human sausages and various smoked products with clear patterns.
Qi Yuanchang has seen similar scenes more than once. This is the third prisoner of war camp he has led his team to capture, and in every previous camp, you can see these human specimens and corpses hanging on the walls. The reason for setting up these is obvious: the murderous corpses and the officers of the attached army use the cruel reality to warn these captured people that if they dare to resist, this is the end.
The captives who were surging forward gradually subsided. That's because of the effect of the butt and the violence. Everyone is afraid of death, especially when their fate is pinched in the hands of others like now.
Qi Yuanchang took a simple microphone rolled into iron sheets from the soldier next to him, although this thing was simple, it could multiply his volume and let all the captured captives in the warehouse hear it.
"My name is Qi Yuanchang. I'm sure some of you have heard of my name. I'm a rebel, and my organization's name is "Police". β
Yes, Qi Yuanchang used the word "police" as the name of the team he established.
The simple opening remarks immediately caused a sensation among the captives of as many as a thousand people.
A lot of people were whispering, a lot of people were in tears, and a lot of people were shouting loudly with excitement. The pale faces were full of excitement, and despair was banished from them. Even the real threat of hunger and thirst is not as profound as their understanding of the word "life" at this moment.
"Great, untie the rope from me."
"I'm going with you, I'm going to be your man."
"Give me some water to drink, my throat keeps burning. Those damned retainers were going to kill me with thirst, and they made us drink urine when we were thirsty...... I'm going to kill those dog mongrels. β
"Can you save my wife? She's been caught somewhere else, and I've got to find her. β
"Let me go, my arms are about to be broken."
Determined that he would not be killed, more demands followed. The sounds coming from thousands of mouths turned the scene into chaos, and everyone was making their own demands. Their inner anticipation was so strong that confusion and excitement returned. In order to control the order, the "police" fighters standing around had to wave the butts of their rifles again, with roar and cruelty, and slammed them at those who had just seen hope of survival.
"Quiet! Silence everybody! β
Qi Yuanchang made a cold voice, and he swept over these people one by one with a complicated gaze, seeing the heads that had been forcibly shaved their hair, and also seeing the empty and tired eyes.
"You can choose to join my team or you can choose to leave."
Qi Yuanchang's majestic voice echoed in the warehouse that had quieted down again: "We will fight against those fierce corpses, that is, the guys you call "mutant monsters". I need collaborators, I need partners who are obedient to orders, and who have the same aspirations as us. Now, you have the right to choose. Willing to fight? Or let a bunch of monsters become the rulers? It's entirely up to you. β
There is no need for demagogic slogans, and there is no need for long speeches. Qi Yuanchang knew very well that for these prisoners of war, a few simple words were actually enough. They know exactly what they're doing and make choices in a short period of time.
"Now, listen carefully to every word I say."
Qi Yuanchang didn't give any of the captives a chance to speak at all. He swept the faces of the expectant captives with a cold and ferocious gaze: "Everyone is automatically lined up according to their current position. I will untie the ropes from you. Note that you must stand still and be allowed to move freely. β
These words caused another commotion among the captives.
"Why are you doing that?"
"We are human beings, we are human beings just like you! Just let me go now, I don't want to stay in this place for a minute. β
"You don't have the authority to command us."
This time, the shouts were louder than before, and the emotions of the captives were even more intense. Although the fighters took the same approach, they did not receive the same control as before. The captives, in particular, even moved forward, advancing amid the roars and roars of the captives.
Qi Yuanchang pulled out his pistol, pointed it directly at the nearest person without looking, and pulled the trigger hard.
The guy's neck was broken on the spot, and the hot blood splashed everywhere in the side direction, stimulating people's olfactory nerves and forcing the furious hot mind to quickly calm down.
"If you want to die, I have a way."
Qi Yuanchang put down his gun, and his cold words revealed the cruel and ruthless truth: "That's right, we are all human beings, but I have no responsibility or obligation to rescue you. Therefore, you had better obey my arrangements honestly and listen carefully to every word I say. I won't repeat the same thing twice. Whoever it is, there's only one chance. β
No one dared to speak out, and no one asked questions. The corpse lying on the ground was still convulsing, the blood that flowed from the body had not yet coagulated, and the living example was in front of him.
The warehouse was completely cold.
This is not the first time that the fighters have encountered such a situation, and they are quite experienced with it. Dozens of people lowered their guns and armed with fighting knives, and streamed through the crowd that had consciously separated, cutting ropes one by one with skillful movements, completely liberating these long-bound captives.
Everyone understood the meaning of Qi Yuanchang's words.
As required, they stood on both sides of the warehouse, leaving a sufficiently spacious passage in the middle.
On the left, there are people who want to leave.
On the right, there are survivors who want to join the "police" organization.
The latter are more numerous than the former, almost more than doubled. In fact, this is not surprising, and the results of the previous rescue operations are also the same. The reason for this situation has a lot to do with the real environment. In the eyes of many, the Resistance is synonymous with "order." To some extent, it can be understood as a government institution that has been destroyed in the old era.
Those who do not wish to join are discharged on the spot. The crowded warehouse quickly became spacious. The rest of the people were about seven hundred, and the rebel fighters still hadn't lifted their guard, and as many as dozens of black hole guns were pointed at them from different directions, waiting for further orders from Qi Yuanchang.
"Very well, it seems that you are all willing to stay."
The indifferent expression on Qi Yuanchang's face did not change in the slightest. He glanced down at the watch on his wrist and counted the time as he muttered to himself.
The alert system attached to the army was nowhere near as advanced as in the old days. The primary POW camp was set up outside the city, and even if the subordinate troops stationed in the city were the first to get the news and send reinforcements, it would take at least two hours to get here. What's more, Qi Yuanchang had fully considered these details when formulating the action plan. He sent engineers in advance and laid mines on the road leading here.
You can buy at least three hours of time.
"Have you made your final decision?"
Qi Yuanchang's tone of voice sounded like a warning, and it sounded like an exhortation: "You'd better think about it, this is the last chance." Those who are willing will stay, and those who are unwilling will leave now. We don't want to be soft, and we don't want to be afraid of the dead. You know, if you do this kind of thing, there is a high chance of dying in battle. β
More than ten minutes later, more than 200 people left.
One after another, people still left the warehouse. Qi Yuanchang gave them half an hour to think about it. This is also the deadline.
Time's up.
There are less than three hundred people left in the warehouse.
This is already the limit of waiting and patience. If it drags any longer, reinforcements from the annexary army in the city may arrive at any time.
Qi Yuanchang swept over the captives standing in front of him one by one with an indifferent gaze, raised his arm, waved at them, and turned to walk outside.
There are more than a dozen trucks parked in the open space. This is the successor unit of the Resistance, which is specially followed by the fighters and is responsible for transport. Whether it is the shipment of goods or personnel, they are indispensable.
Zhou Ang stood next to an armored truck, looked at Qi Yuanchang who was walking towards him, and asked with concern, "How are these people?" How many people would like to join? β
"Two hundred and eighty-four."
Qi Yuanchang had a natural sensitivity to numbers, and he counted the number of subscribers accurately. casually opened the car door, got into the cab, twisted the key to start the engine, and Zhou Ang also sat in the co-pilot's seat.
With the high evolution of the corpses and their control over the entire world, the Resistance also appeared as if it had appeared overnight, and there were more and more of them, and they were everywhere.
Who led the way first?
Where did the first organized resistance originate?
I am afraid that the answers to these questions will never be found.
But there is one thing in commonββββ the controller of this world must not be the murderous corpse, but us humans.
Under the auspices of Qi Yuanchang, Heyue Village has been transformed into a military fortress in the true sense of the word.
He took control of the nearby cement processing plant, adding a protective wall that was double in thickness and height to the village's original fence.
Don't worry about weapons for the time being, in the deep mountains near Shuifu, there is an arsenal that once belonged to the military.
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