I came to the prison gate anxiously, and through the unblocked protective gate, I clearly saw the figure of the man standing outside the door. There was no doubt that he was waiting for me, but I couldn't help but feel scared inside.

, what exactly does he want to ask from me? What's more, he saved all of us. This is a fact, and you see, his white suit is full of blood, and the clown mask is also stained with blood drops. Only not

What changed was still the scary smiling face in the mask, which made me extremely uncomfortable.

"Civilians alone cannot defeat these thugs." I stood in front of him and gasped, "Why do you want to save us? I guess it's not out of humanitarianism."

"This is just a favor returned along the way. Who makes things always so coincidental?"

He glanced at the community, and I followed his gaze. But I didn't see anything strange. Just when I was puzzled, he spoke: "But this thing is not that bad until you guys

Until everyone is dead..."

I looked at the United Parliament logo on his chest, and I already knew the answer in my mind. These people were directing and acting on their own.

"It's an international fallacy. In fact, I should have known your purpose a long time ago. You and Lao Wu are the same people." I frankly expressed my guess, and then I mustered up the courage to yell at him: "Why do you

You must take such extreme measures! If your parliament wants to gain control, there are many other ways!"

"This is not as simple as voting, kid. Before you all die, I think it is still necessary to proceed along the humanitarian lines." He sneered and prepared to leave.

"Then?" I also smiled bitterly, then pointed at his nose and said: "You are dragging everyone to hell! The international side will not let you people have good things to eat, whether it is missiles or missiles.

Well, even if it’s a dead person, you can’t escape it!”

"Of course, including Lao Wu... we still have self-awareness."

My eyes narrowed, "Old Wu?"

"This is just a way to delay time. My child, you know no less than others, but I don't have the time to explain to you. At least I'm just here to repay him a favor, and then be more considerate..."

He had finished speaking and was about to leave.

"Wait!" I tried to stop him. So far, I still don't know the purpose of waiting for me, but now he strode away without even saying anything. It is really ridiculous.

But he ignored me, just dropped a bunch of keys and disappeared into the night.

"Fuck"! I cursed angrily, and I couldn't figure out what the people in the parliament were thinking.

But what I know now is that we are free now. Thinking back to Lao Liu and Lao Lan, they were sneaking into the community center. I don’t know if they have rescued other hostages, and I don’t know what their current situation is. In short, my next step is

I'm leaving for there soon.

Wei Lao, who was standing next to me, picked up the keys that the Clown Man had dropped, put them back into the bag on his belt, and sighed. Then, he patted me in a daze and said, "Let's go."

, there are still people who have not taken care of it, let’s talk about the rest later, these are none of our business.”

"It's none of our business? Are you kidding?" I shook my head and looked at him with angry eyes, "Look at what these people have done. They can do such things just to control federal organizations.

Do you still think they haven’t done enough?”

"But we can't stop them, but at least what we can do now is to stop these thugs and rescue our friends...".

I closed my mouth and had nothing to say.

"Hey, brother, come on, don't think about those big things, we almost lost our lives!" Wei Lao changed his hand and patted my shoulder, comforting me and said: "There are still people in the community now.

, if you don’t go, you and your friends may be in danger at any time, please, someone must come to save them.”

I looked at the gathering of mature men outside the prison. They were spontaneously forming a group, planning to pack up their weapons and equipment and go to the community center to save their compatriots...

But I don't have the courage. At least for now, I just want to rescue Lao Liu and the girl named Zhang Ying.

These people who had just escaped from prison picked up the weapons on the ground, wore stab-proof clothing, police vests and riot helmets from the equipment warehouse, holding batons and riot shields, and consciously participated in going to the community center to save other people.

There were only a few people at first, then others were inspired, and then there were more than a dozen. In less than a minute, there was a team of more than 50 people. They shouted that they were going to take revenge, and they were going to fight for revenge.

The lawless thugs shook off their iron fists to save other citizens.

Look, the courage of these people is higher than Mount Everest. If they keep shouting like this, they will break the atmosphere.

But I'm not ready yet, and I still don't dare to kill again. I look at the blood in my hands, and the scene of killing is always echoing in my mind. I have used a gun, but I have never killed anyone with a gun until the bullet hit me just now.

After entering the head of the thugs, I realized that I actually had only one choice, which was to resist these people. Then, an inexplicable emotion came to my heart and made me wake up.

"Old Han, actually you don't have to embarrass yourself..." Weiwei stretched out his hand to me and looked at me with determined eyes.

I bit my lip and took no action.

"Are you coming or not?"

I'm still hesitating.

Wei Lao looked at the group of people. They had had enough rest, used the medical supplies in the prison to briefly treat themselves, and also ate something. At this time, they were about to counterattack the community center to save other people.

So Wei Lao stopped looking at me, but followed me with a pistol.

Looking at his back, I felt ashamed. Am I worse than others? Am I afraid of death? I don’t even have half the courage of Wei Lao and others. But that’s the fact. I can’t muster the courage because there is nothing worthy of me.

I always think about myself when saving people, because this thing may very well cost me my life.

But what is the purpose of that masked man looking for me...

I stood up and looked at where the clown was looking before, and I realized that there was a building helipad over there.

The crowd had already left the prison, and Wei Lao followed them slowly and expressionlessly.

It wasn't until someone tapped him on the shoulder that he turned around unexpectedly.

I smiled bitterly behind him and said, "Is there still room?"

He looked at me and raised the corners of his mouth, "Of course"!

ten minutes later.

A group of us came to the gate of the community center in a mighty manner. There were piles of corpses in front of the gate. They were the corpses of infected people that had not been cleaned and cremated before. We looked at the pile of corpses and couldn't help but frowned, and then we all put on our clothes.

Got a mask.

To deal with this group of thugs, we have enough numbers and better equipment. In terms of stab-proof clothing and riot control equipment, those thugs are already far behind. What's more, we also have guns, both pistols.

There are also rifles taken from the sentry post. As for the bullets, there should be 100 rounds in total, which is enough to deal with more than 100 people in the community center.

I looked at the community activity center. The door inside was still open and no one was guarding it. There was nothing I could do. The prisoners had just removed the civilians, leaving blood and corpses all over the floor. There was no time to clean up. I guess

There are still many survivors on the ground. Let's save one by one. Anyway, this is everyone's decision.

In the distance, miserable screams continued to be heard.

"Damn, these bastards, let's see how long they can be proud..." The leading militia uncle spat, took out the police tear gas spray from his pocket, and waved his hand, intending to let everyone rush in. Although he did so

It's very rash, but the number of people is our advantage so far. If we can rely on the number of people to push all the way to the club management building, we will basically win.

Sure enough, these brothers and uncles rushed in with riot shields on their heads without any hesitation. The fighting soon started inside, and the fighting process was very fast. As expected, the prisoners inside were very scattered and had no thoughts.

Fight. Don't forget the purpose of their coming here: to find food and women.

Mr. Wei and I marched forward with pistols in hand. The prisoners on the left and right were basically no threat. They were either pushed into the corner by several militia brothers with riot shields and beaten with batons, or they were hit by a shot. Of course, there were also

Several people armed with hatchets and machetes rushed up and I sprayed them in the face with tear gas. They fell to the ground with snot and tears and couldn't cry, and then they were kicked to the corner by Wei Lao.

The battle along the way is basically without any difficulty until you enter the dormitory area.

The reason is also very simple. The club activity center is an open scene. You can see the approximate number of enemies at a glance. Those who want to run can be killed with guns. Those who dare to rush forward can use their shields to the corners to cause massacres in the corners. Basically,

Our numbers will not be overwhelmed and will generally remain concentrated. But it is different in the dormitory. There are 6 buildings here! If we are divided into groups, it is estimated that there are only 6 people in one building. The strength of the troops is obvious.

It's not enough, and the teams are dispersed and can't support each other.

"Check the bullets. There are 9 people in each group. One group has two shields in front. Each group has a gun. Search every room quickly. Don't show mercy to anyone you see. Beat them to death. Those who surrender will be strangled. Listen.

Do you understand?" said the leading militia brother, and the rest of us nodded one after another.

So, I followed a group to Dormitory Building No. 1. There were still no guards down here, so we decided to divide one group into two groups and push them from the east and west corridors to the top of the building. The advantage of this is that one building can

Buildings take care of each other, which also avoids crowd congestion. One shield is carried in front, and I follow behind with a pistol, leaving a shield behind the team to prevent sneak attacks.

In this way, we pushed all the way up to the 4th floor. Basically, there was no difficulty in pushing. There were actually quite a few thugs in one building. Unfortunately, they were all playing with the women they were imprisoned. They just wiped their necks and that was it. I saw that in the dormitory

Of those poor girls, some were tortured to death, and some were left with only one breath left. I could only silently cross myself on my chest. The current time does not allow us to rescue them one by one.

Despite our advancement, these thugs still discovered our actions and sent people to resist us. I listened to the roar coming from downstairs: they were boosting morale before the battle, and I couldn't help but think of a serious problem, that

It’s just that I don’t have many bullets left in my pistol!

Soon, the thugs came up the stairs and surrounded the nine of us in the middle of the corridor.

I didn't wait for the other party to say anything, so I took out my gun and fired at the people who rushed up with machetes in front of me. A few bullets fell, which directly triggered the fuse of the group fight, and the two sides exchanged weapons.

Together, they make a dull ping-pong sound.

"Bang bang! Pong!"

I heard the gunshots of two types of guns next to my ears, and of course I also saw it: two thugs with pistols were exposed in the light outside the corridor and shot at us. I also saw two militiamen here responding.

The number of people fell down, and the number of people decreased rapidly. Our current situation was very bad. So I emptied the pistol bullets in my hand, and barely brought the number of people on the opposite side back to a relatively balanced trend. Then, I threw out the swing stick and picked up the dead people on the ground.

He threw his knife towards the opposite side to prevent them from rushing forward further.

This couldn't be delayed for long at all, and they rushed forward with sticks and machetes.

I quickly turned to one side to avoid the sudden attack of the machete, and used the baton to slam the knife-wielding thug in the stomach. Then I hit the head with the baton with my backhand, and then kicked the dead man towards the prisoner behind.

Now they started to hesitate a little, not quite daring to rush forward blindly. The remaining six of us were basically fighting back to back, and the situation was actually not much better.

Gunshots were also heard nearby, and I guess the situation in other buildings was not much better.

At this moment, two more thugs rushed up. I swung my stick horizontally to resist the attack of one of the stick-wielders, and kicked him to the corner. Then I quickly blocked the attack of the other person. We exchanged short sticks and crossed each other.

We fought together. Looking at the opportunity, I quickly controlled his right hand holding the weapon with my left hand, and hit him on the abdomen with a stick with my backhand. Taking advantage of the opportunity, my partner behind me used other weapons to smash his head to one side.

All in all, he was completely merciless.

However, they seem to be gathering more and more people, and our physical strength cannot be exhausted at all.

Just when they regained their courage and were about to rush towards us in a swarm, gunshots were heard from behind the group of people. Bursts of gunfire directly cut through the air, and the group of thugs fell down one after another. When I raised my head
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