It was a brutal purge.

The Haozu consortium in the new Chengdu base city was all uprooted. From the head of the family to the lowest member, no one was spared. They were included in the first batch of kills by Xu Renjie, and it won't be long before they become cooked meat sealed in tin cans.

The only surviving group is Zhou Xiaohan's trading company. Since he has formed an alliance with Su Hao, Xu Renjie will naturally not attack the "worker bees". Moreover, he also needs a private business force to serve him, and transport between the new Chengdu and the new Kunming under construction.

People kept rushing out of the ranks and trying to escape, but they were always smashed over by the soldiers on the spot with the butt of a gun, grabbed directly in front of the metal turntable, and threw them into it.

The air soon filled the air with a strong smell of blood. This disgusting taste is quickly masked by the smell of cooked meat and spices. Gradually, all that remains is a pleasant flavor with a rich and sweet aroma, mixed with spiced braised pork and luncheon meat.

Xu Renjie was very satisfied with the new adjutant he had chosen. If it weren't for that clever man's proposal, maybe the entire base city would have turned into a mass grave that smells worse than a toilet.

The canned goods will be distributed to refugees outside the city tomorrow. They can have a good meal. Then, all the refugees were gathered, loaded into trucks, and transported to Kunming.

According to the terms of the agreement signed with Su Hao, Xu Renjie will provide him with two million or more refugees

Although the abandoned city of Chengdu is located in the southwest, it is also an important city with a large population in peacetime. The woman who took revenge on her husband caused a biological frenzy, and a large number of refugees were killed in the night of chaos, but many survived.

Beijing No. 1 base, periphery.

Unlike other base cities, the military control zone of Beijing No. 1 is extremely extensive, and the minefield is set up up up to a width of 2,000 meters. Dense defenses, combined with a large and well-guarded system, make it take at least an hour for a truck to exit an underground warehouse and reach a refugee camp on the outskirts of the city.

According to the latest order of the military department, daily food rations will be distributed to the residents of the base city and to the refugees on the outskirts

The news spread like the wind, and many people cheered and some were skeptical. But no matter what, when the news was announced, there were bursts of cheers inside and outside the Beijing No. 1 base at the same time.

Whether it is the time and space where Su Hao was originally located, or the current reality of the world, the Beijing No. 1 base is the largest refugee settlement on the East Asian continent. It used to be the most prosperous political and cultural center, and it was also the core business circle of economic development. According to official statistics, at least 1.5 million to 2 million refugees are stranded outside the base city.

This figure is based on a rough calculation of the aerial footage of the aircraft. As for the actual exact figures, I am afraid that there will never be an answer.

Refugees are mostly mobile. They will not live outside of Base City for long. There are two other cities in the world————, such as Kyoto No. 1, which have a large number of refugees, New Delhi in India and Tokyo in Japan.

The sky had just brightened, and the rising sun had already shone out of the circular clearing surrounded by people on the ground. These rings that follow the activities of the crowd surround the Beijing No. 1 base, like a strange circle on its surface

The huge convoy of transports drove out of the military control area of the base city, passed through the city gate in order, and dispersed to their respective destinations.

In Camp No. 41 on the outskirts of Base City, six heavy trucks loaded with food slowly drove into the crowd. The soldiers quickly unloaded the cargo loaded in the compartments. Looking at the tightly packed compressed cakes with thick tape, the faces of the refugees gathered around them showed excitement and excitement. Some of them were so emotionally uncontrollable that they even cried on the spot.

It's been three years, and it's the first time I've seen relief from the government since the outbreak of the virus.

Among them, there are doctors, teachers, ordinary people, and officials who once looked down on others who were inferior to themselves. They all say that they don't bend their waists for five buckets of rice, but in fact, that's nonsense from people who are not hungry to the extreme. Just like now, the people gathered outside the stadium all had green eyes and the word "greed" written all over their bodies, without the slightest reserve that should be expected in peacetime.

There was no guard around the clearing, just a circle was drawn on the ground with yellow paint. There are tens of thousands of refugees gathered around, and the crowd is so crowded that it is easy to remind the viewer of tadpoles arching back and forth in a small dry pond. The people in the back tried their best to drill forward, but the people in front didn't want to get out of the way at all. They were next to each other, sealing every gap that could be breached, layer upon layer, like a tight and thick human wall. The people behind began to become desperate, and they spat at the people standing in front of them, cursing in the most vicious words.

Crowding and pushing quickly turned into chaos. A few of them had nimble heads, but they couldn't squeeze into the refugees in front of them, and they pricked the people in front of them with small things like awls and needles. This action immediately provoked anger, and the people who were stung instinctively turned around and scuffled with the dastardly guys standing behind. But there were more peepers next to him who took advantage of the situation and rushed in with lightning speed, occupying the position that originally belonged to him. In addition to regret and shock, those who took the initiative to leave the front began to vent their anger on the person who had stabbed him. They grabbed some of them and beat them so hard that a young man's eyes were gouged out and his ears were torn off on the spot. His tragic situation did not arouse sympathy, and people who were carried away by the anger rushed up and slashed the man's body with knives and other objects that he carried with them.

After a few minutes, the chaos that had taken place on the outskirts of the clearing gradually subsided. The refugees who left the scene were holding more or less a few bones or a few pieces of fresh meat. Through the chaotic figures and gaps, a boy of about ten years old can be seen. He carried the dead man's head in his left hand and a slippery intestine in his right hand. The boy wrapped his intestines around his neck and ran excitedly to some shack in the distance. He kept licking his lips and swallowing his throat, and seemed to have been hungry for a long time, very satisfied with the fresh meat he had just gotten.

There aren't many opportunities to eat someone like this as a pig. The camps are chaotic, but they have their own rules. You can kill people outside the camp, but you can't do the same inside the camp. After all, there are gangs here, as well as large and small refugee groups. Unauthorized killings for no reason will only lead to more insane revenge.

The so-called "law does not hold the people accountable" is this principle.

No one dared to cross the yellow line on the ground. The refugees at the front carefully kept their distance from the yellow line. Although the food boxes removed from the truck were only a dozen meters away, no one dared to take the initiative to walk over, but stood honestly in place, anxious and waiting.

The news of the distribution of food by the military department was just issued yesterday.

Today, the refugees have automatically gathered around the distribution area.

If it weren't for the urgent need, I'm afraid that such a high level of efficiency would never have been achieved.

A middle-aged man in a brown coat squeezed out of the refugee crowd and walked unhurriedly to the unloading truck. His face was flat, and his expression was as if he was walking in his own home. It wasn't until he approached the truck that the middle-aged man's face was filled with an infinitely gentle, incomparably flattering sweet smile. At the same time, his shoulders sank completely, bent over, as if suddenly pressed out by some kind of weight, and he could only remain groveling, unable to stand upright.

Behind the truck, out of sight of most refugees, a stocky captain was leaning against the baffle of the carriage, smoking a cigarette slowly. The man walked straight over, and under the cover of his shoulders and body, he took out a small cloth bag from his arms, nodded and handed it over. The captain took the bag and pinched it casually with his short and thick fingers through the delicate fabric, and a smile appeared on his rigid and indifferent face.

The contents of the bag were hard and had an angular feel like they were prickly. Judging by the captain's experience, it should be a few hedron stones obtained from mutated creatures.

The captain put away the bag, strode to the side of the cab, opened the door, picked up a document from his seat, found the corresponding space in the form, and quickly wrote down a list of names with a pen. After doing all this, the captain took out an over-plastic card from his jacket pocket and threw it to the middle-aged man very casually.

Distributing food is a very tedious affair. Although the staffing of the logistics headquarters is huge, few people are willing to brave the scorching heat and wind and rain to serve the refugees outside the base city. Taking into account the actual situation and difficulties, the military department allowed the logistics department to recruit volunteers among the refugees. Of course, in return, these people will receive a little more food and water than ordinary people.

The middle-aged man was the "volunteer" chosen by the captain.

According to the items just populated in the documents, he will be responsible for the daily distribution of more than 14,000 refugees throughout Camp 41. This identity has been officially recognized, as evidenced by the plastic card. It was labeled with the name and identification code of the middle-aged man, as well as a photo and detailed information.

The refugees knew nothing about these things. After all, the deals between the captain and the man were all done in private. Even if they are seen by others, they don't understand the relationship between them.

More than ten minutes later, the truck had finished unloading the goods. The long-silent engine erupted again, rushing out of the crowd with the shock and fury of the coming, far away from this land of right and wrong.

Dozens of strong men in black sweatshirts walked out of the crowd. They are all strong and can be seen to be not lacking in nutrients. The men were armed with weapons such as knives, axes and clubs, and some even held assault rifles. They quickly ran to the mountain of food crates and stood up, turned around, and scanned the area with bloodthirsty and intimidating eyes.

The sudden change made the refugees feel confused, and then they had very bad ideas.

"What the hell is going on? Didn't you say that we were given something to eat? What did the soldiers do they do and go? They didn't say anything, they didn't do anything."

"Hey, do you know the guy standing next to the box? Who is that guy? ”

"How so? What do we do now? ”

There was a lot of talking, and the noisy whispers quickly turned into a storm of chaos. Countless pairs of eyes were filled with disappointment, longing, doubt, and incomprehension. People's attention was focused on the cardboard boxes in the center of the clearing, but no one dared to step forward because of the threat of many strong men with weapons in their hands.

Faced with the surging refugees around him, the middle-aged man was not afraid at all. He took out a dagger from his pocket, slowly cut the seal of the top cardboard box, took out a luncheon meat with an army-green label, cut a "ten" on the top of the can, dug out a lump with the tip of a knife, stuffed it into his mouth, and chewed slowly.

The man is a gang leader of 100 people. It took him a fortune to get on the captain's line. The spar in the small cloth bag is all the man's savings in the past two years. He is very clear about the truth that "reluctant children can't trap wolves". Sure enough, under the heavy bribe, he finally got a rich return.

Now, he is the food distributor at Camp 41. With the name and power, it is completely possible to recoup the investment in a short period of time and get more.

A few strong men loaded cardboard boxes onto small carts and, armed by others, busily traveled back and forth between the gang's stronghold and the clearing.

The refugees are survivors of peacetime. Even if you haven't seen anything like "collusion between officials and businessmen", most of you have heard of it. Surprise and confusion quickly turned to anger, and everyone stared at the box with fire-breathing eyes. It was meant to be mine. Now, it has become a private item in someone else's pocket.

A tall man stepped forward first. He rolled up his sleeves, and with uncontrollable anger, walked briskly towards the place where the cardboard boxes were stacked in the center of the clearing, and exclaimed with indignation: "Why are you doing this? These things are all our rations, and you can't just keep them for yourself. ”

With the first person taking the lead, the other refugees also shouted. The crowd quickly crossed the yellow line and followed closely behind the man.

The gang leader already felt the angry gaze coming from all directions. He was a little surprised, and then immediately greeted the man's way. There was no answer, no verbal exchange, the gang leader directly grabbed the assault rifle of one of his subordinates next to him, aimed it at the man, and pulled the trigger hard.

He knows very well: if you don't take advantage of the moment to do it quickly, you will get rid of this guy. As soon as a wave of refugees swarms around, the situation can spiral out of control.

The man clutched his shot in the chest and fell to the ground.

"It's all for Lao Tzu to go back. I'll fuck you. You, you, and you, all go back to Lao Tzu—

The leader of the gang did not have the humility and gentleness of the previous conversation with the captain, his face was full of hideousness and ferocity. The assault rifle in his hand continued to shoot at the crowd, and with a scream, several figures fell heavily from the crowd, and the dry ground soon became bloody.

In the face of unjustified violence and cruelty, the anger of the refugees was extinguished in an instant. They pushed behind the yellow line, and the flames that had just risen in their eyes disappeared completely, leaving only panic, panic, and fear. And more than that, there is greed for those cardboard boxes, and envy of the gang leaders.

A single gun can scare tens of thousands of people. In the face of his majesty and momentum at this moment, the gang leader was obviously satisfied. He tore open a box of compressed biscuits, grabbed a piece of it, held it high above his head, and roared at the top of his voice.

"I'm a very disciplined person. From today onwards, I will be in charge of the food distribution here. I would like your support and your help in this work. The rules are very simple, and for people who don't have enough to eat, I can take care of some. Of course, I'm not a philanthropist. Whoever wants to eat more has to exchange it for something good. Gold, jewelry, silver bones, and hedrons, anything of value, can be exchanged for food from me. Moreover, the price is very reasonable. ”

The deal with the captain is definitely profitable. Of course, in order not to provoke public outrage, some of the food must be distributed to the refugees free of charge. But there are definitely not many of them. The way to do it is very simple, just deduct 50% from everyone's mouth. The rest is enough to feed the entire gang and make more profit from it.

That's the benefit of bribing government officials, hahaha

Beijing No. 1 Base, Comprehensive Administrative Headquarters.

Sun Zhan sat alone in the office, his face pale.

The AWACS aircraft responsible for monitoring the new Guiyang area sent back a report: signal blocking has occurred in the area again. Sun Wanli, the new chief of staff of the 505th Group Army, lost contact with his troops. The shielding effect is very strong, and even some of the instruments of the AWACS load are disturbed. At present, the crew has flown to the Xi'an base, and the follow-up monitoring crew will arrive in two minutes and 30 seconds to take over the follow-up mission.

The room was quiet, and Sun Zhan only felt that his face was twitching uncontrollably and sharply.

He couldn't remember exactly how many times this was?

The radio wave shielding means that the troops have lost contact, that Sun Wanli's department has encountered danger, and that his plan has failed.

Sun Zhan is always looking for Su Hao's weaknesses. He was convinced that as long as Su Hao left the new Guiyang base, he would have the possibility of winning. Isn't it? As long as the Supreme Commander leaves, the agent can logically ascend to the top. Similar examples abound throughout human history. But...... Why did you get to Lao Tzu here, it didn't fucking work?

The electronic screen on the desk lit up, flashing Sibo's young, handsome, cold, mocking face.

He raised his right hand to his forehead, saluted casually, and said with a smile: "Minister Sun, your plan does not seem to have the expected effect. I've been waiting for your good news, but I didn't expect it to end like this.

Sun Zhan's face was gloomy, but his voice was very high-pitched: "Are you laughing at me?" Or do you think I can let it be mocked? ”