Xinyan is a fifth-level reinforcement person. In the first years of the Black Age, there was hardly anyone who was her opponent.

Taking the new Chengdu base city garrisoned by the 71st Group Army as an example, the total number of family members is about 20,000.

He Qun is the manager of Xinyan's family area. Elsewhere in Base City, there are several other similar areas. In this circle, the same military family status is easy to accept.

The reason why Su Hao brought Xinyan from Kunming was not only because he didn't want the two to be separated for too long, but also because he wanted to find support in the military family group and develop "worker bees".

The experience of the future world has already made Su Hao understand: if you want to be strong, you must get more people's group power

Xinyan has always been indifferent to He Qun's various actions, and this is the reason.

She must stand before all the families at an appropriate time, as a savior. She will be grateful, adored, and absolutely obedient as a leader. With this fanatical and respectful mindset as a foundation, anyone can become a "worker bee".

When leaving the checkpoint in the family quarter, Xinyan handed Private Yan Ye a note that read: "If I don't come back within three hours, please report it to the Military Justice Department of the Group Army immediately." ”

She carries a communicator with her and can get in touch with Tang Zi at any time. If there is an accident on Yan Ye's line, the "Black Scythe" mercenary group can also act as a force backing.

Xinyan doesn't know what level of force the golden fat man has? What she did was just a precautionary measure. After all, human trafficking involves the interests of many wealthy consortia, and in order to destroy the evidence, the fat man will definitely make up for it frantically and kill all the women in the building. The military never asks about disputes in civilian areas, and naturally no one knows that these ugly and criminal acts have taken place in the family areas.

As long as it persists long enough, the military department will definitely know the news.

What Xinyan has to do at this moment is to lead these widows to make things bigger and make a fuss.

At the corner of the street, the golden fat man was surrounded by a group of thugs armed with various weapons, staring viciously at the small building occupied by the women with fierce and arrogant eyes.

"It's unbelievable that these damn women dare to resist? Fuck, what's wrong with being sold? Rich men have very special tastes, and they all fucking like women from good families. You'll be raised like pets, with food, clothes, hunger and cold, cosmetics and beautiful clothes...... Refugees from outside the city are almost crazy about this kind of luxury, but they don't care about it. This, this, is there any reason for this? ”

It is difficult for ordinary people to understand the thoughts of the fat golden man. The wicked and the wicked will also eat. The golden fat man gave He Qun a lot of benefits, racked his brains, and tried his best, so that he occupied enough voice in the black market population trade in the base city. Among the widows, there are also a few good-looking beauties, and a considerable number of them are highly educated and have a special temperament. They have lived in Base City since the beginning of the virus outbreak and have not had much contact with the cruelty of the outside world. Although He Qun has been deducting quotas every month, at least the women have not been starved to death, and their thirst and desire for food are naturally not as strong as those of refugees outside the city............ The treatment, coupled with the living environment, makes them still maintain most of the thinking consciousness of the civilized era. In contrast, there are many down-and-out beauties outside the city, but they are described as withered, as long as the men ask for it, and there is food and water, they can directly strip your pants and clothes at any time and place to let you do whatever you want.

They are not so much "female refugees" as animals whose human nature has metamorphosed, who are simply dominated by their biological desires.

Only these widows in the base city can be regarded as women, and they can naturally sell for a good enough price.

The fat golden man's face was pale, and his heart was beating wildly like a wind-up Duracell bunny. He "got it" and fought his teeth, forcibly suppressed the fear that had just escaped from a group of widows, took out a stack of blue coins from the inner pocket of his clothes, skillfully twisted it into a fan shape with his short thick and fat fingers, and held it high above his head, where all the bodyguards and thugs could see it, shaking vigorously and roaring hoarsely.

"Catch all the women inside for me. Especially the name is Li Xinyan, the most beautiful one. They are the most valuable goods in Lao Tzu's hands, and I will never treat everyone badly. Do this well, tonight the wine pipe is enough meat pipe...... Lao Tzu let go of women, and women are enough to ————"

The rioters' desire to fight and kill was suddenly raised high, and the atmosphere outside the small building instantly became enthusiastic, and excited and frantic shouts erupted everywhere. There was no need for more encouragement, and the thugs, whose faces were intertwined with cruelty and ferocity, "hula", you pushed me and squeezed, swarming towards the entrance of the small building not far away.

Behind him, the golden fat man's gong-like voice was completely drowned out.

"Remember not to shoot, Lao Tzu wants to live————"

A group of men shouted and rushed into the entrance of the small building.

They are enveloped in lust and sin, without the slightest sense or fear. In civilized times, they will obey the law and moral norms, do what they have to do honestly, and have their own different professions. Now, only food and life have real value. Light and justice are all kinds of fart, are darkness and evil the real ugliness? Their eyes and body are full of violence. People shouted and roared, and the bewitchment of the golden fat man echoed in their ears, and all they saw was the woman flashing in the window of the small building and at the staircase.

Woman

Woman

Woman ————

I don't know who laughed first, and the debauched and rampant laughter instantly infected all the thugs present. Their shouts were stimulated to become more and more high-pitched, and the slightest fear hidden in the depths of their hearts was quickly devoured by the devil of desire because of the advantages of numbers, gender, weapons, and location.

The task of the fat golden man is not difficult at all.

Isn't it just rushing in and grabbing a few women?

It's easier than catching chickens in the pen.

Anyway, that fat man was covered in fat and swayed when he walked, so Lao Tzu could have taken advantage of the fact that he had a good look at a few women before he rushed over.

Upstairs, the women were already in a mess.

He Qun was surrounded by dozens of widows, and countless fists and soles hit her body accurately. The poor wicked lady really felt the fear at this moment. She had been screaming desperately, hoarse at a high frequency of decibels no less than a pig tied up for slaughter.

"You, how dare you hit me?"

"Hu Yafen, the old lady will remember you. Dare to hit me...... Lao Tzu will not send anything next month, and starve you to death. ”

"Zhang Juan, you slut, believe it or not, I'm looking for a truckload of men to clean you up?"

"Liu Lixian, are you fucking crazy? Bite me? You...... You actually bit me? ”

He Qun's hair was disheveled, his clothes were torn apart, his fat face was covered with fist-sized bruises and swellings, and there were several obvious tooth marks on his shoulders and arms.

She had a five- or six-centimeter-long cut on her forehead, and her face was covered in blood and shoe prints. The golden fat man fled instantly, the widows' riots, and the physical pain all made He Qun feel angry like never before. She couldn't believe it, and she couldn't imagine that ———— group of mothers-in-law who were bowing down to herself a few minutes ago, and didn't even dare to say a word, dared to ride on her neck to and pee, tear the old lady's clothes, and dare to beat me?

This terrible psychological gap is simply too great.

People who are high up are accustomed to being the emperor. All of a sudden, the roles and identities changed, and no one could adapt to them.

He Qun is known as a murderer in the family area, and she is no longer the ignorant and stupid village woman in the civilized era. Although it has only been a little more than a year since the outbreak of the virus, the psychological transformation does not take that long. Killing, buying and selling people, and herding others as cattle, sheep, pigs, and dogs never require a complicated and lengthy training process.

A thin woman picked up a chair from the side, approached He Qun silently, and swung the chair and slammed it into her back, bursting into a hoarse wail.

He Qun covered the wound behind his back with his backhand, and screamed miserably: "Wang Hongling, you can't die well, I, I want it."

Before the words fell, another woman next to her had already pounced and smashed He Qun's mouth with half of the broken brick she found from the corner of the wall. With a "bang", a piece of dirty and smelly blood flew up, as well as a few yellowing and bloody rotten teeth

Next to him, several women rushed up, grabbed He Qun's hands respectively, and pulled her hair out of the woods. Their actions immediately brought the atmosphere in the room to a climax, and the widows' roars became more and more intense. In the depths of the crowd that was covered by countless bodies, strands of loose long hair were constantly thrown. They are plucked alive directly from the base of the scalp, with sticky white skin, pink minced flesh, and sparkling blood beads

He Qun's shouts became more and more poignant, and his tone became indistinct. She stopped screaming and began to plead, mixed with painful whimpering. The show of weakness did not arouse the sympathy of the widows in the slightest, but made them feel drenched and hearty, with an indescribable excitement and madness.

It's strange, why did we let this wicked woman do whatever she wanted?

She is not three-headed and six-armed, she will cry and hurt the same, why should I be afraid of her? Let her be in power

The madness that had been suppressed for a long time exploded in an instant, and the women only felt that there was an indescribable fire burning in their hearts. They shouted, roared, and used all kinds of vicious and tyrannical methods to inflict on He Qun. At this moment, they don't feel guilty, they don't feel how cruel it is...... This is revenge, revenge, and it is to take back from the evil woman the income that originally belonged to her, which was occupied for a long time, and interest.

The thugs rushed to the entrance of the small building and rushed down the stairs to the second floor.

As soon as I turned the corner of the stairs, I saw a young woman with a very beautiful face standing in front of me. She had an assault rifle in her hand, and a dozen widows stood behind her. Four or five of them were holding pistols, while the rest stood on the side, holding up bulky furniture such as tables and chairs.

Looking at the stunned thugs at his feet, Xinyan smiled faintly, pulled the trigger without thinking, and shot a barrage of bullets.

This is the equivalent of a counterattack signal.

The women upstairs immediately cried out, and fired their pistols at the chaotic mob, and the ready-to-use furniture and heavy objects were thrown from the stairs with a dull crash and a howl of pain.

In an instant, the scales were twisted, and more than a dozen bodies were shot dead in the corridor, and the unprepared thugs were hit by heavy objects, lost their balance and rolled down the stairs, their heads and bodies collided between the wall and the ground, and they quickly lost consciousness.

The chaotic attack suddenly turned into a disorderly retreat.

The terrified thugs stumbled out of the building, leaving behind a bloody floor, dozens of corpses, and about the same number of wounded.

Xinyan pulled out the empty magazine, quickly replaced it with a new one, and said to Jiang Wanqi, who was standing next to him with an excited expression: "You take people down, collect weapons from those guys, and catch a few more alive." ”

Jiang Wanqi held the hot pistol, and her originally pale face was already flushed. She nodded vigorously, and was about to walk downstairs when she suddenly remembered something, stopped abruptly, and asked uncertainly, "The ...... Many of those below are still alive. They...... What to do? ”

Xinyan checked the gun in his hand and replied nonchalantly, "It's enough to have four live mouths." Kill the rest. ”

She spoke loud enough ⊥ the women in the neighborhood to hear.

A slightly chubby widow with a wooden stick in her hand swallowed her throat, and the expression on her face was very frightened and a little unbearable.

"They are still alive, just kill like this, will they ...... Too much? ”

Not only her, but several other women also nodded their heads one after another, their faces hesitant.

Forced resistance and active murder are, after all, two completely different concepts.

Shinyan turned around and looked at them calmly. At this moment, her beautiful face is no longer charming and gentle, but exudes a cold and bewitching horror, which makes people feel strong deterrence and ferocity.

"They want our lives."

Xinyan's tone was calm, but the content was full of convincing truth: "There are only two paths in front of us: either resist desperately and kill all the guys who want to enslave us." Either lay down their weapons and be at their mercy, become toys and slaves, or even be eaten alive as food. I'm not going to force anyone, you're free to make your choice. Willing to stay? Or do you want to leave now? ”

No one questioned it. The doubts and anxieties on the faces of the widows gradually became solemn and cruel.

Jiang Wanqi retrieved the dagger from the corpse of a thug, raised her head, and looked at Xinyan standing on the stairs, her eyes suddenly filled with anticipation.

"You say, will anyone hear the news and rush to save us? After all, we are military families, military families

Xinyan was silent for a moment, and said calmly, "Maybe there is...... But don't forget that this is a civilian area, not a military control zone. ”

Half an hour ago, the substitute sentry had already taken over Yan Ye's shift and stood on the lookout in his place.

Yan Ye did not leave. He kept staring at the direction in which Xinyan and the others had disappeared, his face full of anxiety and worry

He kept looking at the watch on his wrist, and when the hands coincided with the time requested by Xinyan, he turned around and ran down the guard tower, towards the nearest military judge's office.

New Chengdu base city military airport.

Dressed in a black tight-fitting combat suit, Night Shadow slowly walked out of the cabin and stood in front of a neatly lined "black dragon".

Her combat suit is made of leather and metal, which is about 60 percent more protective than ordinary uniforms. The bumpy figure is flattered to the extreme, and the high-stretch fabric makes the hips and breasts more attractive. These suits are originally made according to the user's body shape, and in a way, they are equivalent to a second skin that clings to the body. Night Shadow has fair skin, moist and shiny lips, and a beautiful face and a body full of athletic vitality immediately attract the attention of almost everyone at the airport.

Several ground crews came over with fuel pipes in tow to refuel the helicopter.

A tall, handsome ground soldier stood in front of the helicopter, his chest bare, shaking his chest as if to show off. Although his hands were busy, his eyes were constantly fixed on the night shadow, desperate to get attention in this way.

Next to him, a veteran sneered at him with disdain: "Enough, don't shake around like a peacock in heat." That girl is beautiful, but it's not something you can provoke. Just look at it, don't fight those boring ideas. ”

The young soldier turned his head and glanced at the veteran with dissatisfaction: "She has a higher rank than me, but that's not a problem. Anyway, she's a woman after all. ”

"You know what ————"

The veteran took a sip, looking at the night shadow with a little fear, and spoke in a much quieter voice: "People are from the security bureau. Look at her soldiers, all of them are more terrifying than killing machines. I have never seen them and have never heard of special units of such formation...... Boy, get your hands done. Remember: bar girls like cool guys like you, but in front of some people, you're nothing

With Nightshade's strengthened physique, of course, you can hear the muttering between the two ground crews. However, this is not her focus.

Su Hao's distress signal triggered a series of unexpected effects. In particular, Yang Junhao's escape from the battle made all the soldiers who received the signal and watched the battle video indignant, so that in addition to the "Black Dragon" led by Night Shadow, there were two other commandos rushing to the field hospital.

Xu Renjie moved quickly, and the reinforcements he sent rescued Su Hao before everyone else. Before the helicopter landed, Night Shadow received a special communication from Wang Qinian, asking her to wait for the order in the base city and contact Su Hao in the name of the Academy of Sciences.

The airport is empty and has an excellent view. From the location of Nightshade, you can see the towering walls in the distance, as well as the scattered civilian areas.

Suddenly, a thick cloud of black smoke rose in the distance, which was particularly dazzling under the clear sky.

Nightshade stared intently for a few minutes, narrowing his eyes slightly, his gaze a little puzzled.

The puff of black smoke was clearly artificially controlled. The rhythm of smoke gathering and dispersion is very obvious, repeating according to three short, three long, and three short.

It doesn't seem to make any sense.

However, in the internationally accepted Morse code, it means to call for help.