Su San simply told all the villagers about it.

Of course, that's not the point, it's about what benefits it can bring to everyone.

It's going to fight, it's not going to travel, it's going to die.

Su Santi's condition is simple, that is, to help the villagers dig wells. In addition to the joint insurance households, two more deep wells were drilled in the village to facilitate the villagers to get water for their lives.

The villagers know very well that the electricity will be cut off sooner or later, and if there is no water, it is waiting for death, and Su San's conditions are more attractive than giving food.

"I'm sure everyone understands what I'm talking about, at 11:40, everyone will gather under the back wall of the village west shadow, I'm sure you'll come."

After speaking, Su San ran all the way back to his home.

With seven minutes to go until 11:40, a couple of incendiary bombs made at home are now coming in handy.

Su San wrapped the incendiary bomb behind his back with a baggage, looking very much like a woman who returned to her parents' home 30 years ago carrying her own child.

How many villagers came, Su San didn't have any bottom.

Liu Chun said on the phone that they were being chased, but did not say how many people were chasing. 300 or 500, 1,000 is a completely different concept.

With a nervous mood, Su San led dozens of people to the shadow back wall at the west end of the village.

To Su San's relief, there were already a lot of people gathered here, and there were more than 150 people roughly calculated.

Water is the source of life, and anyone knows that!

"The third child, why didn't you say it earlier when you started such a big battle."

"yes, we can do our part, too."

"People make their homes look like fortresses, how can they think of us, if it weren't for this accident, I'm afraid it would be..."

"Didn't you promise to dig a well for us, don't talk about it."

"Third child, don't hesitate, fuck it."

"I'm only in charge of the team, and I don't get involved in the fight."

"Third child, I'm just waiting for your words."

.......

Hundreds of people chattered and said everything.

But since they are here, one of them counts as one, and they are all good brothers.

"Thank you, I won't say much kind words, time is urgent, let's see what I do in the future. Brothers, uncles and uncles, everyone rush with me! ”

After Su San finished speaking, he lifted the splitting axe in his hand, passed through the crowd, walked to the end, shouted, and took the lead to rush towards the dirt road.

The crowd followed Su San all the way, and many people joined the team one after another.

The dirt road was only four kilometers, and with the distance that Liu Chun and them had turned back, they saw Liu Chun and their embarrassed appearance when they charged.

A single row of trucks pulling drills scurried into the cornfields, while forklifts and other vehicles were parked on dirt roads and fields.

The dirt road was black, and the cornfields were crowded.

From the outside, Liu Chun and their shadows could not be seen at all.

The 70 people were already surrounded in the center, and they couldn't run.

Su San estimated the number of people on the other side, about 500 people.

There are only 200 people on my side.

But fighting is not counting heads, and there are more cases where three or five ruthless characters take dozens of people down.

What I want now is a momentum, a momentum that is not afraid of death.

They have no way out, as long as someone is caught, the rest is to give food, and if they don't do it, they have to give it to women to get it back.

At a distance of 30 meters, the other party has already put on a posture and is ready to play for his life.

Su San didn't know the leader on the other side, but his aggressive posture really made people gasp.

Su San turned around and looked behind him, the villagers with various weapons in their hands, whether they were young men of 17 or 8 or older uncles in their 40s, looked at him one by one, waiting for his orders.

Among them, there are inevitably a few who are scared and can't stand up straight, and some want to run immediately.

Su San didn't care about any of this. Man is a collective animal, and as long as someone takes the lead, everyone will rush to it. Even those who can't take a step can shout a few powerful words. Once a fight is fought, everyone will become an experienced veteran.

Su San touched the corner of his mouth, and an evil smile flowed out.

Then he shouted to the crowd opposite:

"Uncle, Liu Chun, Su Laosan is here."

"What are you waiting for, fuck me!"

Liu Chun's voice has changed, and it seems that he is tired and can't hold on.

Su San's mind flashed back to the days when they were fighting together in junior high school and high school, raised the axe in his hand, and shouted:

"Fight with them! Yes! ”

With Su San taking the lead, more than 200 people rushed forward like arrows.

Many people liken the war in a slave society to a war in a village fight. Then now is the most intuitive battlefield for the villagers to fight.

They don't talk about formation, they don't talk about strategy, their movements are not standard enough, their slashing is not powerful enough, and they even steal the battle one by one. But they can't be erased from playing with their lives.

Fighting in a group is a force, as long as you see blood, everyone will be bloody, and the scared heart will immediately disappear without a trace.

Su San took the lead in cutting down one of the opponents who could fight, and took advantage of the protection of the person who rushed up behind him to take out the incendiary bomb in the package on his body.

These incendiary bombs were filled with nails and gravel, and once they exploded, no one around them was spared, and they all had to roll on their knees.

Su San lit an incendiary bomb and threw it at the place where the opponent's crowd was the largest.

"Whew"

Molotov cocktails fell to the ground with black smoke.

"Boom."

A crisp explosion was followed by a wail. A vacancy immediately appeared in the crowd on the other side, and Chang Shilei rushed over with people.

"Boom."

There was another explosion, and more than a dozen people immediately fell to the ground and screamed in pain.

Incendiary bombs do not kill people, but they can cause damage in a large area.

As Su San led people to shout:

"Grenades, grenades ..."

The other party was frightened by this momentum. I really thought that Su San was carrying all grenades.

When people are under high tension, their thinking will be distorted and they will lose their correct judgment of affairs.

Taking advantage of the other party's fear, Su San led people to rush into the crowd and rescue Liu Chun and them from the encirclement.

70 people were beaten in a mess, and a few seriously injured could only lie on the ground and hum.

The two groups of people gradually came back to their senses. A confrontation formed on a dirt road.

Although there were many people on the other side, they were beaten so violently by Su San and others, and they had already lost in momentum.

Seeing this formation, Su San walked out and said to the other side:

"It's just a set of well-drilling equipment, look at the hundreds of people who are now rushing blood, and dozens of people are seriously injured. Why bother! We're just borrowing it, and we're not not going to give it back to you. ”

"Grass! You kid said lightly, who can guarantee that you will return it to us after you rob it. ”

The other party stood up and took the lead in his 30s, brandishing a bloody machete and pointing it at Su San's nose and scolding.

Su San sneered:

"This thing should not be eaten or drunk, and the ghost will offer it as a treasure. What are we keeping it for?! ”

One sentence stunned the other party.

Judging from the expressions of the other party, they did not have the determination to fight to the end.

Su San said:

"The field is full of zombies, and the cornfields are so high that they can rush out and bite people at any time. We, the living, don't give them a chance. I'll be the master, and we'll pull things back and use them. I'll give it back to you in three days. By the way, I brought you 30 bags of wheat as a reward, what do you think? ”

The person on the other side stared at Su San, hesitating and refusing to speak.

"If you can't be the master, get out of here, and change to someone who can be the master, grass!"

Su Qi has already killed the red eye, which is much more exciting than his group fight at school.

He waved the blood-dripping axe in his hand, and stood up with a wound, and this momentum alone could scare the other side into peeing.

The atmosphere began to freeze, and no one spoke anymore.

About 30 seconds, a sentence came out of the crowd opposite:

"As you said, if you don't give 30 bags of wheat, I'll kill the whole village. Don't forget that there are more than 3,000 people in our village, you are a fart! ”

Su San snorted coldly.

If I hadn't known that there were many people in your village, I wouldn't have given you a grain of wheat.

"Okay, talk the talk. Now, three days from now, we'll drive a single row to pull the wheat here, and the rest is your business. ”

After saying this, Su San turned to Liu Chun, whose face was covered with blood, and said:

"Send someone to drive, let's go!"

Three minutes later, Su San took what he could fight and waited for the convoy to set off, and then slowly retreated.

The fight cost both sides a lot.

Eight serious injuries on his side, whether he can be saved is a question.

There were no less than 150 minor injuries, and almost everyone was beaten.

There are many people on the other side, and the losses are not so serious. There were only three serious injuries. The minor injuries are similar to this one.

Su San walked on the road, and his mood was extremely low.

Is it worth it to cause such a big loss for a set of well-drilling equipment?!