On his way here, Shura had already been secretly observing the mental state of these people.

It's important to understand that while constantly restricting people's freedom of movement might be fine at first, it could eventually create a backlash.

Add to that the people hiding in the base, who are fed by the supply-finding teams, and spend their days eating and sleeping, isn't that a recipe for disaster?

“A new system must be established here as soon as possible, and no one is obligated to follow it.”

Otherwise, this place will become more unsafe than other places.

Shura wasn't exaggerating; the current calm might last for a while longer.

But soon, someone will break this peace, and the crime rate will skyrocket.

Upon hearing Shura's words, the base manager handed over management authority without a word.

He knew his management skills were limited, but he had no choice; he was completely stuck with the situation.

He had at least been a senior executive in the company.

Under normal circumstances, such loose management is not a problem.

The key issue now is that this is a special period and a special situation.

Without some strong measures to regulate it, it's only a matter of time before evil occurs.

Shura and his group quickly took over the base. As the base underwent a full handover, the communication devices on their wrists immediately displayed the message that the handover was basically complete.

This shows that his inferences were all correct.

Furthermore, since Shura was the base directly handed over to, the construction status of the base was clearly displayed on their communication devices.

Their communication equipment and the simulated battlefield are connected.

Every decision they make will affect their rating in the simulated battlefield.

There are ten military regions in total. While Shura and his team were completing their base mission, they also received news that the bases of at least three military regions had been successfully built.

None of those selected for the competition are idiots.

Not long after the news of the four military regions successfully establishing bases came in quick succession, two more were received.

In other words, six participating teams have now officially established bases.

"Damn it, how did these people manage to set up a base so quickly?"

The person with heavily painted face spat out a mouthful of oil, his fierce expression sweeping around as if trying to figure out what was going on with these people.

"Is there even a question? It must have been there from the beginning. This is a human city; having air-raid shelters is basic common sense."

Another person lazily twirled the gun in his hand, a provocative smile on his face. "Setting up a base is simple. Just take what others have and wipe them out in one fell swoop."

"That's a good idea. Let's go and see who's lucky enough to be the first team to be wiped out in one fell swoop." The heavily made-up man immediately revealed his pearly white teeth, clearly tempted by the suggestion.

The leaders of various military regions were carefully observing the different expressions on their faces as they watched the large screen.

Because it was stated before the competition that any means could be used.

Therefore, no matter what method people use in the competition, as long as they achieve their goal, it is an effective action.

However, people are more likely to accept a fair and square approach than resorting to underhanded tactics.

After Shura and his team took over the base, they immediately reassigned patrols.

And they led a new team to search for supplies.

Everyone needs to have something to do.

It's impossible to sit there and reap the benefits without sowing.

We need to mobilize all the people in the shortest possible time.

Anyone who disagrees will be dealt with by fists.

Let's see if they can outrun the guns in their hands.

The strange phenomena in the sky became increasingly clear, with an oppressive feeling of an approaching mountain wind.

Those who went out to search for supplies didn't plan to stay long; the weather outside was terrifying, and they were really afraid that something unexpected might happen again.

When the members of the Shura Squad encountered other squads, they all tacitly refrained from attacking, instead gathering supplies and leaving immediately.

We are still observing the specific situation.

However, just because those two teams think this way doesn't mean other teams think the same way.

The two teams had only been separated for a short time when they saw the broadcast from the communication devices on their wrists.

The Xicheng Military Region was eliminated.

The remaining teams were a bit surprised; had someone been eliminated so quickly?

All the remaining squads sped up their progress.

Now that people are starting to be eliminated, it means the real battle has begun.

The situation came sooner than they expected.

I don't know if the simulated battlefield detected something, but it started raining first.

The rain went from a drizzle to a downpour in just three breaths.

Those outside were instantly soaked to the bone.

Not long after the torrential rain began, hail started falling with the rainwater.

Each hailstone is the size of a fist; if you were hit by one, you would definitely get a bloody head wound.

Everyone rushed back to their respective bases; the weather was so bad that it was impossible to travel and injuries were very likely.

The torrential rain gradually turned into heavy snow.

The snow was mixed with hail, and the occasional gusts of wind made everyone shiver.

Their clothes had just been soaked by the rain, and many people were so cold that their faces were pale and their bodies were stiff.

The weather in this simulated battlefield is so realistic that it truly feels like they're in winter.

Someone is already sneezing.

They simply couldn't withstand such a sudden change in weather.

Some lucky ones are able to quickly return to base.

The unlucky team was trapped by the heavy snow, and being wet made things even worse.

There was somewhere to cover myself, but I couldn't get rid of my wet clothes.

These soldiers were alright, since they trained regularly and their bodies could withstand it, but ordinary people weren't so lucky.

They had never experienced such terrible weather before, and many of them immediately started to get fevers and hugged their arms, complaining of the cold.

Qifei and the others received instructions to wait for the feverish patients to come out through a special opening.

Once these patients are sent out of the simulated battlefield, it means that the person has died in battle.

In order to make the simulated battlefield as realistic as possible, all the actors used in the simulation were ordinary people.

The military would never joke about human lives, which is why so many doctors were on standby.

Some people came out through a special passage and were immediately taken to the hospital.

Those with mild symptoms were taken directly to a public bathhouse for a soak.

Clothes and everything else were prepared in advance.

While Qifei and the others were busy outside, Xiuluo and the others inside did not stop because of the weather.

The heavy snow actually provided better cover.

As the competition progressed, different teams were eliminated in different ways.

The guns they carried were loaded with special ammunition; if you were hit, your body would turn colored.

More and more people came out.

Because of the snowstorm, the large screen can now only clearly show the situation of each base, but the whereabouts of the people hiding in the snowstorm are unknown.