"Give way! The one in front! Give way!"

Lao Lan held on to the machine gun shield of the armored vehicle with one hand, leaned forward, and shouted loudly to the people walking in exile on the lakeshore path in front of him.

"Damn! I said. Let! Let!"

I squinted at Lao Lan who kept shouting, and my ears gradually began to feel hot and painful. "That's enough, man, stop yelling!" I said without raising my head from under the machine gun platform.

"Looking at the number of people coming from the north, it's hard to believe how many people there are there. There are not even a hundred but fifty..." Wei Lao was in front of the steering wheel, dragging his chin with one hand and looking at the scene in front of the bulletproof glass window.

, couldn’t help but sigh with emotion.

"No wonder the government doesn't want to take care of it. I don't think these people have their heads on them." I threw a piece of chewing gum that I had just finished chewing out of the car, but I didn't throw it out and it stuck to Lao Lan's butt pocket.

So I lowered my head and laughed.

"Why are you laughing?" Lao Lan turned his head and looked at my strange expression, feeling doubtful in his heart.

"I'm laughing at the ignorance of these people, man, they are really annoying. After abandoning them in Beicheng District, I think these people should stay at home." I explained.

"It doesn't look like the heating equipment is still on over there. According to me, there is no such equipment for them to use in Nancheng District." Wei Lao interjected.

"But there is enough energy over there." I snapped my fingers. At this time, my thinking was relatively clear. If these northerners rushed down to the south and killed a lot of people on the way, then the resources in the north would be lost.

Reason enough.

"We can't cross it. If the ice on the lake is hard enough, we might be able to try." Yana said dragging her cheeks as she dragged the paper map in her hand.

"Don't be so anxious, guys, we still have a lot of time." Lao Lan held on to the machine gun shield. When he spoke at this time, his upper body swayed according to the tone of his voice.

Of course, who would have thought of such a bad idea, taking advantage of the falling temperature in Beicheng District and walking on the ice after the lake has frozen? Come on, this lake is deep enough to drown a 10-meter-tall giraffe. What if?

If a warm-blooded animal falls, I estimate that there is a high probability that it will freeze to death below. Even if it can swim, it will lose its body temperature and die if it comes up.

It is not shameful to freeze to death in winter. But it would be fun if a person froze to death while swimming in winter. You will know it when you look at the surprised expressions on other people's faces: "Huh? Did he go swimming by himself?"

How ridiculous is this.

By the way, is this ice surface really strong enough?

"What are you thinking? We are bringing a car!" Wei Lao shouted from the front. This sentence woke me up and brought me back to the actual situation.

"What?" I asked pretending.

"He's asking you about how to match lunch." Yana said with a smile, and gently patted my shoulder as a reminder.

"Really? I think we can only eat dried radishes. There are also some old green peppers, which are really suitable." Lao Lan mocked from above. "And this guy hasn't squatted on the toilet for a long time."

"Fuck you." I rolled my eyes.

Just when we were joking, I realized that this section of the lakeside trail was not easy to walk. It didn’t take long for the armored vehicle to move to the road above the lake embankment. Although it was called a road, the asphalt road was quite long.

The land is narrow, and from time to time there are a few tricycles pulling goods or a few wandering northerners passing by on the road. The driving time on this road has already exceeded half an hour.

I propped myself up on the machine gun platform, then squinted my eyes against the cold wind. It wasn't until I looked carefully at the scene on the road that I realized someone was setting up a jam not far ahead.

"Shit!" Mr. Wei patted the steering wheel, and then the car jolted, and all of us swayed forward, and then the armored vehicle stopped without warning.

"Damn it! What's going on?" Lao Lan complained in the cabin.

I glanced from the machine gun platform. "Someone set up a jam, and they raised the automatic railing..."

"Then remove those things!" Lao Lan lost his temper at me. He doesn't like people blocking the road. The reason is very simple. He is more motion sick than us.

"So we'd better go out and take a look. This road card doesn't seem to be aimed at us." I warned the crew members, and then grabbed the pistol and a set of magazine bags and dug out of the armored vehicle.

What bad luck, I thought to myself. There's enough ill will toward us in this neighborhood, who knows how many more are out there down here?

Looking at the scattered exiles slowly advancing on the route, I walked in the opposite direction. Along the way, I tried to ask passers-by about the situation ahead, but they no longer had the energy to answer my questions.

"Sorry, sir..." I tried to ask another passerby again.

"Go away! Dirty Southerner!" He shook off my hand and continued to move forward, dragging his worn-out rucksack covered in snow.

"Sorry..." I tried to ask again.

"..."

These people didn't want to pay attention to me at all. Their faces were very heavy, and the corners of their eyes were full of bloodshot eyes and dark circles. Each of them seemed to be carrying very few things. It seemed that everything was missing. Some people even had a few things.

Not even a single piece of equipment was brought.

I walked against the road that people walked towards Xicheng District Bridge Road, passing the shoulders of many exiles along the way. Finally, I was attracted by a rather noisy voice.

"Everyone! Must pass the inspection!" A man wearing a southern state police uniform was holding a baton to stop several northerners trying to pass through the checkpoint.

"Nonsense! This is not an inspection at all!" One of the northerners argued with the police while grabbing his backpack.

"Stop talking nonsense! This is Nancheng District! You must open your belongings for us to inspect!" another policeman shouted.

"Then why are you trying to steal our stuff!"

"Your things?" The policeman grabbed one of the people's backpacks, and then pulled hard, unzipping the outer zipper of the backpack, and the canned food in the backpack also rolled to the ground. "What are your things?"

Bringing it into Nancheng District is part of the tax! Ignorance!”

"You can't do this!"

"Of course we can do that, asshole. Now, before I put a stick on your head, get out of my sight!"

I just happened to see this scene. As a southerner, I have never heard that people from Beicheng District need to go through security checks, pay taxes, pay tolls, etc. to enter Nancheng District. Of course, I am

I can't stand the usual style in this kind of government system. They have power and can dominate others. Any ordinary person will have a sense of resistance, but mine is stronger.

But it's not a good thing to cause trouble everywhere.

So I walked forward and tried to get out of Luka under the cover of the crowd. These people were all going south, but I was going the wrong way alone. Because I was in a hurry, I was discovered by the police.

"You bastard! Stop!" I heard someone say. But I wasn't going to stop unless he was going to shoot.

"I told you to stop!" The policeman rushed up and stopped me with a stick.

"Stranger, huh? Where do you want to run if you have nothing to do? Haven't you seen our existence?" He changed the stick from blocking my chest sideways to poking my neck straight.

"Any questions?" I answered abruptly.

"What!"

Due to my arrogant attitude, this group of people did not expect that I would answer this way. So I inevitably caused a trouble.

"I said, did my walking hinder your work? Mr. Police?" I lowered my brows, with a disdainful attitude in my tone.

"I think you don't take us seriously at all, do you? See, no matter which district you are in, you must pass our inspection when passing through this place!" He put the baton in his other hand in a deterrent manner.

He knocked on the ground and pointed to the temporary warning sign painted with paint on the road card.

I looked at the broken sign and couldn't help but smile. "What do you want to check? Are you robbing the citizens of food like before? It's not time to pay taxes this month!"

"You damn..." He was very angry when he heard my answer, and then he wanted to pick up his baton and hit me on the head.

But he didn't, he was stopped by another policeman. The reason is simple:

They looked at my backpack.

"Boy, you have a good attitude! Huh? What kind of treasure is in the backpack?" Another policeman pointed at the backpack behind me with his chin. This situation made me take a few steps back cautiously.

"I advise you not to take any chances on me, gentlemen." I said with a malicious smile.

"Hand over your stuff and let us inspect it!"

"What if I say, no?" I put my hand on the holster hidden under my coat so that I could take out my weapon at any time.

The smell of gunpowder at the scene was very strong, and the pedestrians stopped to look at both sides of us. At this time, the policemen on the opposite side looked at me, and I also saw them taking out their weapons.

Of course, even if I am alone, it is not a problem to kill these people in this place, as long as I can get to the bunker in time.
Chapter completed!