"Good news. Ambassador Fan called me. A United Nations rescue helicopter will land at the factory on time at seven o'clock tomorrow morning to help us carry out rescue and evacuation!"
After entering the factory, I naturally wanted to report to my superiors and see how so many people could leave this country that was completely covered by war.
However, this news is not necessarily really good news.
"One!?"
He Jianguo, a veteran who had always had a very low presence around him, took the initiative to speak for the first time after hearing Leng Feng's words. The surprise in his tone was so obvious.
Can it not be obvious? How many people are here? How many people can be taken away by just one helicopter? Who leaves? Who stays?
This is a necessary choice that makes people unable to make a choice, especially for people with even a little bit of conscience. Looking at the friends and coworkers who get along day and night, no one can open their mouth and ask who should stay here.
Waiting for the anti-government armed forces of the Red Turban Army to come to your door and massacre them one by one.
Unless they are the kind of people who are selfish and have no conscience at all!
For example, it’s Lin Zhixiong!
"Everyone be quiet! Listen to me! All Chinese people stand on this side! We only bring Chinese people! Only Chinese people! The first group, the management has priority, I will take everyone to go first! Do you understand?
Hurry up, the Chinese people come to this side!"
Looking at Lin Zhixiong who was shouting for peace below, without any human touch, and very coldly and constantly dividing people into two groups based on skin color and nationality, Zhuo Yifan couldn't help but stand up: "Old Lin! They are all from my family.
I’ll take all the employees away!”
ha!
Hearing his boss's words, Lin Zhixiong's expression changed and he looked at Zhuo Yifan as if he was looking at a fool: "Take them all away? Brother Fan, it's just a helicopter, tell me how to take it with you?"
As he spoke, Lin Zhixiong opened his hands and turned around in a circle towards the hundreds of employees on the third and third floors around him. There was only one plane, but if he tried to put people inside, how many could he take away?
Not to mention taking them all away, even if there was no question whether these forty-seven Chinese people could be taken away at once, he was already prepared to take them away in at least two batches!
Lin Zhixiong's meaning couldn't be clearer. Although Zhuo Yifan couldn't bear it, what else could he say?
Is it true that he would disregard his own compatriots for the sake of some black people who have nothing to do with him?
Regardless of race, relationship, distance, friendship, etc., or even in terms of the simplest and most basic interests and utilization value, it is obvious that Chinese people are more important than black people.
Maybe it sounds cold-blooded and ruthless to say this, but it is the truth!
"Boss~"
Zhuo Yifan looked at the cruelest scene in the world below and couldn't help but turn his head to look at the boss he had just recognized.
At this time, not only Zhuo Yifan looked to Guo Dong for help, Tudou's mother Nissang also took the initiative to walk out of the Chinese camp divided by Lin Zhixiong and came to the other end of the cruelest dividing line to stand with her compatriots.
At one point, he turned around to look at Leng Feng and issued a silent cry for help.
Although Guo Dong didn't know much English and didn't understand what Nissan said before, he could understand the lip reading of the last "please" sentence.
Guo Dong looked at Lin Zhixiong underground, and then looked at a few people who were obviously Chinese, but were holding the black woman tightly in his arms, clasping their fingers tightly, and resolutely gave up the Chinese camp divided by Lin Zhixiong.
Everyone in the camp refused to leave him, and Guo Dong suddenly laughed.
It seems that there are still some beautiful things in this world!
Raising his hand to signal Zhuo Yifan to stop talking, he turned around and walked to Leng Feng's side, grabbing his right hand that was holding a wrench to knock on the iron bucket.
"This kind of thing cannot be said to be good or bad. You are a soldier. Even if you are a veteran, protecting the country and the people is your duty and the honor engraved in your bones. So let me do this kind of thing!"
Guo Dong took the wrench from Leng Feng's hand and threw it aside. With a flick of his hand, a striker appeared.
"Bang! Boom!"
The sound of a gunshot caused everyone to stop involuntarily, and all looked up, looking at the top of the factory that had been smashed to reveal a big hole, and then at the top of the factory with a gun in one hand and raised to the side.
Beside his head, Guo Dong stood with one foot raised high on the railing, looking gangster and aggressive. No one dared to make a sound, especially Lin Zhixiong.
"Listen to labor and management! The plane was brought by labor and management, and labor and management have the final say! When the plane arrives tomorrow, women and children will get on the plane, and the rest of the men will follow labor and management!"
In an instant, all the Chinese people cheered, but not many of the black people could understand Chinese, so when faced with Guo Dong's desolate and murderous attitude, not only did they not cheer, but they were even more frightened.
"...Well, how should I say what I just said in English?"
Looking at Guo Dong, who was so domineering one second, and then looked at him with an embarrassed look the next second, Leng Feng couldn't help but laughed unscrupulously, and then shouted to the people below him in English.
Dong said what he meant once.
Knowing that they could leave together, everyone cheered, especially the black people who had been abandoned a second ago. In the blink of an eye, they set up a bonfire and entered the carnival.
"Just an hour ago, they didn't know if they could survive, but now they can have such a happy party. If I hadn't experienced it myself, I really wouldn't believe it."
Although he had obviously seen it in movies, when he actually looked at the black employees having a wanton carnival underneath, Guo Dong still couldn't help but sigh.
"These gangsters, no matter what kind of war, plague, or poverty, as long as you give them a fire, they will do it immediately!"
He Jianguo smiled and said: "Africa, the food is good and the scenery is good! It's a girl's fault~!"
The last three words made Leng Feng look at him with a particularly weird look, but Guo Dong directly exposed the old guy without giving any face.
"You crooked old man! Come on, come on, one of you has to go!"
Bump, the two of them clinked their glasses.
Men, their hobbies are nothing more than those things!
But the carnival didn't last long.
As I said before, the distance between this Chinese-owned factory and St. Fran's Hospital is not that far. They are both within the scope of Sankuga Town. To find traces of Leng Feng in a town, it is difficult for a professional
It is not difficult at all for the Dain Mercenary Group, which is known as the most expensive and top-notch mercenary group in Europe, to subvert the regime, launch a coup, etc.
Especially when I saw the corpses of the three most elite members of the group, the old Maozi Big Bear Pioneer, the only female elite Athena, and the Asian elite subordinate, and it was discovered in the hospital's surveillance records that they had been infected with Lamanla.
Pasha, who was once skinny due to the virus but is now healthy, lively and disease-free, was driven by both hatred and profit. It really didn't take much time to find Leng Feng and the others.
"Oh! What a big party! Look at how happy they are! This is really wonderful! I love it!"
Looking at the picture transmitted by the camera, my father couldn't help but laugh. It's just that this smile has nothing to do with happiness and satisfaction. The name of this smile is cruelty and bloodthirsty!
Buzz buzz!
There was a slight sound of the propeller rotating rapidly. Although there was a bonfire carnival going on at this time, Guo Dong, who had the alertness of a dog, discovered the abnormality at the first time, and with the help of alertness and sense of smell, he quickly
Found a sniper who was already ambushing at the sniper point.
"Leng Feng! Those bastards are coming after you. Here you go, take Rachel and Pasha to hide, and leave it to me to delay them outside!"
After Guo Dong discovered this, he quickly came to Leng Feng who was dancing carnivally with Rachel. He waved his hand and picked up an R5-RGP carbine and an R5-RGP carbine that he had gotten from the mercenary he killed in the hospital.
Two magazines were stuffed into Leng Feng's hand, and the location of the sniper was pointed out to him.
"To add some spice and atmosphere to their carnival, I need an exciting atmosphere!"
Just when Guo Dong gave the weapon to Leng Feng and turned around to go find his cheap brother Zhuo Yifan, the old man over there looked at the grand and lively bonfire carnival in the factory and controlled the remote control wireless device next to him.
The human-machine cockroach gave an order.
"Ta-ta-ta! Boom!"
A burst of gunfire and the sound of gasoline barrels exploding brought the carnival to an end in an instant. The people who were reveling around the bonfire one moment were fleeing crying for their parents just now.
He was cheering for the light and flames, wishing he didn't have four legs in the first place, and ran away crazily towards all the dark corners and rooms that were difficult to be discovered.
"Made!"
Guo Dong spat out the dust in his mouth and got up from the ground. He looked at the remote-controlled drone above his head that exploded the gasoline tank and almost killed him. He cursed angrily and ignored his cheap little brother.
, a big killer weapon called Striker appeared with just a flick of his hand. He didn’t even need to aim for a second, he raised his hand in the direction of the remote control drone and pulled the trigger hard!
boom!
Although shotguns have short range, slow rate of fire, and low ammunition capacity, they have various shortcomings that have always been looked down upon by the army and mercenaries, especially those elite troops who look down upon this useless weapon.
Weapons with technical content and operational level.
But it has to be said that the shotgun, which is the king of melee combat among firearms, is called the king of melee combat because it does not require anything but pulling the trigger. Within a certain distance and a certain angle, the enemy will simply be killed.
There is nowhere to hide!
This is a weapon that can kill people without any training!
Technical content?
Operational level?
Not needed!
As long as you are within its range, no matter whether you are the King of Heaven or whoever you are, the shuttle will still go over and beat you into a sieve!
As for those outside its range... Guo Dong raised a strange arc in the corner of his mouth, handed the attacker to his left hand, and continued to pull the trigger on the remote-controlled helicopters in the sky, but there was an additional one in his right hand.
A striker that fires No. 12 caliber ammunition is a deadly weapon that is twice as large in caliber.
A No. 12 caliber shotgun converted into millimeters is 18.5 millimeters, but the caliber of the murder weapon in Guo Dong's right hand reached 35, and the fired bullets changed from bullets to artillery shells!
The Type 06 35mm lightweight grenade launcher has an effective range of one thousand meters and an accurate range of 600 to 800 meters. It uses high-explosive grenades as ammunition.