After all, the government forces were a little overwhelmed, and gradually several exits were broken through by the infected.

Nan Qiyun saw this scene from a distance. He sighed. For these people, it seems that they have become the biggest villain in their eyes.

He didn't feel how righteous he was doing, even though he knew he was doing it to save more people. But in any case, this massacre is too unfair for these people who were killed, even if they are irretrievably infected. It's as if so many people have been abandoned by this society and the world all at once. The hope of survival has been forcibly deprived, and how much despair they should bear now, those who rush to the net of fire, those who want to continue to live, those who have fallen under the rain of bullets and will soon fall, they may not know until they die, what is the reason for their death, what is the meaning of their own life or their own death.

"Inform the helicopter gunships and kill those who have slipped through the net." He asked Han to convey his order first.

The roar of propellers was heard in the sky, and hundreds of heavily modified helicopter gunships took off from the nearby airfield and, from a distance, flew towards the crowd.

Soot swept across the sides of the fuselage. Thousands of missiles fired in a salvo, and warheads rushed straight into the crowd.

The fragments of the cannonballs were accompanied by a wave of air from the explosion, sending countless pieces of flesh and blood.

Most of the survivors in the square have already broken down, a scene they have never experienced in their lives and never thought of being able to experience. The centralized execution of millions of people, on a scale of this scale, is unique after the edifice era.

Nan Qiyun suddenly remembered the massacre of Jews by the racial policies of the Germans during World War II. What a ironic contrast between evil and good that collide but never have a definite result.

But he, they, had no choice. Even if the essence of this justice has long been distorted, for the sake of the future of the entire human race, this is a trade-off that the government must make, and it is also a trade-off that every human being must make.

A sea of people, a sea of corpses and a sea of blood.

"Report sir, some infected people have escaped from the west and south exits." The soldiers ran over and reported the situation to Nan Qiyun.

Someone still broke out of the encirclement under the cover of his companions. This is also expected by the Countermeasures Bureau.

At the moment, not to mention just a giant square, the entire ecological environment area, and even the entire 13th District, have been put under martial law by a large number of troops of the coalition government, and the unrelated people have long been evacuated to other areas.

The infected who escaped by chance took refuge in the nearby buildings in the environmental zone, relying on the complexity of the terrain and buildings to make a living.

"Crack." As soon as 1 said that, she grabbed a gun and fired at the fleeing crowd in the distance. The plan was first proposed by her, and Nan Qiyun could see that in her eyes, these infected people who were lurking by the "black body" were no longer part of the human race at all.

In the midst of the screams, several figures fell one after another.

Government troops opened the exit, and countless troops poured into the square. The early firenet killings have dealt with most of the infected, and now is the time for the army to sweep away the survivors.

All the troops deployed by the coalition government in Sector 13 and in the adjacent districts have been deployed by the Countermeasures Bureau to carry out the final treatment of the infected. In the various buildings in the distance, there were already troops slowly leaning up and beginning to check for those who had slipped through the net one by one.

The people around Gong Xuan fell one after another, and a large number of government troops surrounded them, shooting at the desperate crowd continuously.

Nan Qiyun suddenly turned around and asked Chu Han. "That guy was found?"

Chu Han nodded. "There's a message from the detachment commander that the normal human being mixed in with the infected has been found."

Nan Qiyun discovered Gong Xuan when he had just entered District 13.

The moment everyone stepped into the 13th district, their identity data was clearly displayed in the control system of the countermeasures bureau, and it was precisely because of this that Nan Qiyun received the information about Gong Xuan reported by his subordinates a day ago, long before the start of the operation, the countermeasures bureau secretly sent out all the unrelated people in the 13th district under the government's instructions, but the day before the operation was about to start, the vast pile of infected people mixed in Gong Xuan, a normal human being. It stands to reason that the Bureau of Countermeasures should intercept him so as not to harm innocents in subsequent operations.

But in order to prevent the accident caused by the forcible interception and the suspicion of the onlookers, Nan Qiyun finally let him in.

At first, he thought, maybe, if he died, just such an innocent people, perhaps, it wouldn't be much of a problem. But after the implementation of the plan began, after witnessing the despair of so many people, Nan Qiyun still regretted it, and when the detachments of the countermeasures bureau entered the square and the building to carry out the sweeping operation, he ordered to find out Gong Xuan, if he died, at least he should give him an explanation and respect for such an innocent person who was involved in this matter, if he was lucky not to die, then he should continue to be given the right to live.

The rest were driven by the army into the center of the square. This is the last group of infected people.

The muzzle of the black pressure was aimed at them.

Gong Xuan and his mother were at the outermost end of the crowd, he protected his mother behind him, and he looked at the heavily armed soldiers in front of him.

Their faces were obscured by the heavy armor, and Gong Xuan couldn't read their expressions clearly.

In the face of such a ferocious massacre of these innocent people, what kind of psychology did the soldiers with the glory of being a soldier do these things?

He knew that he would probably be buried here today, just like these people in the square. The blood flowing from the bodies of the fallen people around them dyed the earth of the earth-paved environment almost black crimson. He thought that in the near future, he would also be one of the thousands of people who had been slaughtered, and his own blood would be mixed with this land.

My father died so heroically, but I could only be forced to die meaninglessly, and I couldn't even protect my mother, my only relative. Gong Xuan's face gradually covered with deep despair.

The bolt pulled, and a crisp sound rang out.

Chen Ziyue suddenly pushed Gong Xuan's hand away like crazy, she stood in front of Gong Xuan, looking at the soldiers in front of her, there seemed to be only a cold cry to take life under the black muzzle.

She suddenly knelt down in front of the soldiers in front of her.

"Don't hurt my son." She shouted.

"Please, don't hurt him." She spoke hoarsely again, her eyes filled with tears.

She didn't know what to do in this situation, and she couldn't think of a way to get her children out of here, just as she watched the people around her fall.

He is old, but his son is still so young. How could he die here like himself?

She didn't know why the government was doing this, why the people in front of her were making such an incomprehensible move.

Her husband had just died on the front line, and she had just borne so much pain.

Children are her last expectation and dependence.

She really couldn't help it.

The atmosphere suddenly fell silent, no one spoke anymore, and the people in the square, with a deep sadness in their eyes.

"Da da da".

Her body fell straight back.

"Find the survivor and bring it back." A detachment commander in front of him said into the communicator.

For a long time afterward, Gong Xuan couldn't remember much. The moment his mother fell, his vision suddenly became empty.

The vague figure of a soldier rushed towards him, pulling at him.

He looked at the soldiers, as if someone was shouting at him.

He couldn't hear clearly.

The last man fell in the square. Little by little, blood flowed from him.

"Mission accomplished." Nan Qiyun sent this message to Qi Yue.

He looked up at the sky. It's already afternoon, and the winter sun is shining on you, which makes people feel extremely comfortable.

The corpses of hundreds of thousands of people, piled up in the square, scattered in every corner of the square. It's hard to imagine that a few hours ago, it was bustling with activity. The eco-zone is no longer as vibrant and lively as it was a few days ago, but seems to be overshadowed.

This land, which was once supposed to represent life, is now shrouded in death, and it seems that it will never dissipate.

Nan Qiyun thought about what these people would be thinking when they died. How much they will hate these people who took their lives, these soldiers whom they have worshipped and admired.

No one wants to die meaninglessly, and if it is true, as the legends of the age of the gods, the dead have souls, then where will these people end up, and will they wander in this land that has been filled with death and blood, wandering helplessly forever.

He knew it would be a no-brainer.

Even if the government knew from the beginning that Chen Yuepeng had taken the initiative to send the technology to screen infected people in order to test the government's final move, even if the government knew that Chen Yuepeng might be hoping that the government would do this to see the people's reaction, even if it was for the sake of all human beings, even if it was for the sake of billions of more lives. He still didn't think it was appropriate.

For which side is it righteous? Is it for the future of billions of more people, or for the hundreds of thousands of people who are equally innocent and deserve the future? The weight of life is by no means easy to judge by simple numbers.

Above the square, the troops are disposing of the bodies.

There were so many that only centralized incineration could be carried out to avoid the plague. They poured non-stop flammable liquid on the corpses.

Little by little, the sparks lit up, and the firelight crept around the corpses, making a crackling sound.

There was an unpleasant smell of burnt fire in the air, mixed with the already thick smell of blood.

The smoke and dust drifted into the air, and the originally clear blue sky was reflected in a faint orange-red.

"Withdraw," Chu Han walked over, he gently patted Nan Qiyun's shoulder, "Don't worry too much, this is for more people." ”

Han Xian's expression was solemn. "There's no way around it, right?"

Nan Qiyun looked at the two people, the combustibles in the distance burned quickly, and the piled up corpses were quickly disposed of, leaving only scorched marks on the square, and the ground stained red by blood stained was dried and cracked under the scorching fire.

It's probably going to be uninhabitable for a long time. Probably no one wants to live here anymore.

"However, the 'no way' thing is a very irresponsible reason in itself." Nan Qiyun said.

In the part of the follow-up detachment under the ceremonial stage, the soldiers sat on the ground with the commanders to rest. They took off the armor they wore on their faces, and everyone's expressions were very depressed. They are also under tremendous psychological pressure, and although they know their reasons for carrying out this mission, as beings of equal status on this planet, they still have extreme rejection of this matter in their hearts.

They leaned their guns against the ground.

I'm too tired, probably, and need to rest for a long time.