Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Camp of Discord
It wasn't until he integrated into the fleeing army that Xia Wushuang deeply felt the panicked atmosphere of the last days.
Lan City, a large city with a population of nearly one million, can now join the army only the poor 50,000 people in front of him. Coupled with the remaining more than 20,000 people in the Lanshi garrison, this large army of refugees combined the population, and finally failed to exceed 100,000.
Da-da-da-da!
Around the line, the sound of heavy machine-gun fire could often be heard. A frenzied rain of bullets crushed over the monsters that stood in their way, slowly carving out a path that could be safely passed.
Panic has been a contagious thing since ancient times. Especially in such a bleak and depressing environment, this kind of pessimism that can make people collapse is like a plague, contagious to all ordinary survivors.
The soldiers of the army struggled to calm the mood of the populace, but the survivors, on the verge of collapse, were not at all interested in their comforting words; Even some people with perverse personalities scolded these soldiers, with an unreasonable and arrogant posture.
The tanks and armored vehicles that were opening the road in front of them slowly stopped in a flash of light and shadow, creating a period of time for the army to integrate their teams.
After all, the large troops were pulled out from the east of the city. The "long, narrow" streets there have infinitely lengthened the length of the entire fleeing procession, which has already made it difficult for the 20,000-strong army to take care of the end of the day, adding a lot of unnecessary casualties when fighting against the monsters that suddenly appeared.
Xia Wushuang jumped on top of a large truck and looked at the front of the entire team. As a result, he couldn't see any special circumstances, only the crowd of people in the black press, and the noisy noise of the bustling crowd kept coming back.
The military's determination seems to have flirted in a major way, and the chaotic but manageable evacuation procession has become extremely turbulent and uncontrollable because of this suspended break.
All kinds of crying, complaining, and angry scolding were noisy in the team. The crowd even demanded that the army issue them guns and ammunition to ensure the safety of their lives.
What are you kidding, not to mention that the army's ammunition is already beyond its means; Even if the army really had extra guns, it would not be possible to distribute them to the panicked people at this time. After all, firearms are a very easy thing to fire, and the people's mood is on the verge of collapse, and if there is any accident, the consequences will definitely be unimaginable.
The leaders of the army are also unable to do so, so they can only send soldiers to patiently pacify these people who have been so frightened that their brains have lost their thinking.
The queue of nearly 80,000 people had become a mess at this time, and the crowd of people who were crying and fussing to no avail seemed to have suddenly shifted their interest and began to push each other continuously, trying to find a good place to sit down. However, it had just rained, and the fields on both sides of the main road on the outskirts of the city were full of puddles, and there was no way to sit on the muddy road.
At this time, people began to appear in the crowd with high fever due to the rain. These people have been on the run, so they have not been conscious, and now the team suddenly stopped, and they also lost their strength, and one by one fell to the ground.
The people next to him were frightened and kept scattering in all directions, lest they be infected with the virus carried by these people.
It's not humans who are ruthless, it's the cruel end times that make them ruthless. In this catastrophic period when there is no supply of medicines and no professional medical personnel, once ordinary people are infected with a severe cold, even if they do not die, they will lose half their lives, and no one dares to joke with their lives.
"Hey!" Xia Wushuang looked at the patients with severe colds lying on the muddy ground, not only sighed, but also had a trace of unbearability in his eyes.
In his storage ring, there are some fever reducers, and he himself is not afraid of the virus of colds. But these medicines are very limited, and it is undoubtedly a dream to distribute them to hundreds of patients with high fevers.
Do not suffer from poverty and inequality. Rather than giving it to some people unfairly, it is better not to send it to one person. Of course, the child was innocent, and Xia Wushuang finally took out some antipyretic medicine and fed it to a few young girls.
"Little brother! Can you give me a box of medicine, my rhubarb is also sick! Feeding the most special antipyretic medicine in his hand to a well-behaved little Lori, someone suddenly grabbed his shoulder behind Xia Wushuang, dragging a wolf dog that was obviously dead, and appeared in front of him.
"......" was so hanging, Xia Wushuang resisted the urge to stab him to death with a knife. Put the empty medicine board in his hand in front of him: "Unfortunately, you are late, there is no more." ”
"No kidding, man, everyone is an awakened, so you don't have to hide it." The big man in front of him, who was a little familiar, patted Xia Wushuang's shoulder again, looking like an elder could see through the thoughts of a junior.
Syllable! With a loud hand light, Xia Wushuang slapped away the sweaty hand, ignoring the latter's incredulous expression, and slapped his face in a deep voice.
"Get out of here!"
The simple and clear words immediately stirred up a monstrous wave in the chaotic crowd. People stared sideways at the two tense awakened people, and for a moment even the noise was quiet.
"What do you say? Let me? There's a kind of you say again! The big man's face was red, and he glared at Xia Wushuang angrily, looking like he was going to eat people.
"You're such a. Since you like to listen to it so much, then I'll say it again. Xia Wushuang's right hand was placed on the hilt of the knife on his waist, and he smiled cruelly: "You...... Get out of here! If it's not enough, I can say it in English, Fuckoff! I don't care about you! ”
As soon as the word "open" fell, Xia Wushuang suddenly punched out with his left hand at the moment when he walked past Dahan, and slammed it on Dahan's abdomen, directly beating his whole person into a ball of curled shrimp, and lying in a line with his rhubarb.
"Hey, dare to blackmail everywhere with this little ability?" Xia Wushuang clapped his hands and left the place with an indifferent face.
However, he hadn't gone far before he was pulled by a kind lady. Glancing around warily, she whispered beside him, "Young man, you're new here, aren't you?" This time, you are in trouble, the person you beat just now is a leader of the Doomsday God Cult, and if you beat him now, they will definitely retaliate later. ”
"Cult of Doom?!" Xia Wushuang was thundered, although the gang of the awakened could already be predicted, but this organization used such a vulgar name as a signboard, which still made him a little unbearable.
Anyway, take a Dongxing, Hongxing or something. Cult of Doom? The name sounds like a demonic way, who will join in but those brain remnants who are on the verge of mutation?
Xia Wushuang could already predict that this so-called Doomsday God Cult would disappear from this world sooner or later. As for whether he did it, it depends on whether these people come to scratch his tiger whiskers.
"Auntie, don't worry. I'm someone from the military, and they don't dare trouble me. Seeing the worried look on the face of the lady in front of him, Xia Wushuang could only talk nonsense, and then blended into the crowd and quietly slipped away.
However, what Xia Wushuang never expected was that his words were fulfilled a few minutes later. The army was sent down to the crowd, and the officer in charge of recruiting the awakened into the army approached him; Then there was an impassioned face, a righteous speech on a face, and a righteous face on a face, which made Xia Wushuang embarrassed not to join.
Of course, there are still conditions for him to join the army garrison, that is, what belongs to him, and he will not turn it in. The monsters he hacked to death must pay an equivalent price if the army is to be used for research.
This is actually the employment relationship of Chiguoguo. The army provides a good shelter for the Awakened and gives them some necessary resources, while the Awakened like them try to minimize the army's personnel losses. Everyone is mutually beneficial, forming a win-win situation.
Of course, some people will say that the military can engage in compulsory conscription, so that the interests of the military can be simply maximized. But this kind of hard-line approach, in the chaotic cataclysm, is obviously unscientific. Because of the excessive bullet pressure, it will definitely cause the dissatisfaction of the awakened. When the time comes, the hearts of the people will be back, and the team will not be easy to lead.
"You're in the ninth group." The officer recorded Xia Wushuang's personal information and pointed to a place half-surrounded by trucks where a bonfire was lit. "When the time comes, specific tasks will be issued."
"Shhh
It's not that the enemy is not the opposite. Xia Wushuang looked in the direction pointed by the officer, and saw that the big man who had just been knocked down by him was holding his stomach at this time, chirping crookedly to a group of awakened people.
When this big man said and said with a painful face, he casually glanced in the direction of Xia Wushuang, and then his stomach suddenly stopped hurting, and then he straightened his waist and pointed at Xia Wushuang angrily: "It's him, it's this guy!" Zuo Protector, you must avenge me! ”