Chapter 243: Out in Full Force
As time passed, the atmosphere became more tense, both at the Chenguang Base and the Haichuan Base.
Compared to the tense but orderly Chenguang Base, the Haichuan Base was filled with sobbing cries and desperate pleas for mercy.
All I saw were ragged men and women, young and old, gathered in the central square, surrounded by ferocious-looking men pointing their guns at the lowly refugees standing in the middle.
Such a grand scene, if Xu Sichen was present, he would also be unable to help but sigh, "Yu Dahai, worthy of being the doomsday hero of the previous life."
The establishment of Chenguang Base was actually only two or three months later than that of Haichuan Base, but the difference in the number of people is that Chenguang Base is less than one-fifth of Haichuan Base.
The number of his subordinates alone is greater than the number of people in their entire base.
If she hadn't had the chance to clear out the arsenal, that many people would have been enough to destroy their Morning Light Base.
At this moment, Yu Dahai and other veterans of the base stood on a high place, staring at the clock on the opposite clock tower. When the bell rang six times, he took the megaphone handed to him by his subordinates and shouted with full energy: "Move out!"
"Set off!"
Soon, the gunmen surrounding the exit quickly dispersed and retreated to both sides, revealing the ordinary refugees in the encirclement.
At this moment, they were like driven animals, forced forward by the guns behind them.
The Haichuan Base is about fifty to sixty kilometers away from the Chenguang Base.
According to the pace of these weak refugees and the rest time in between, they set off at 6 pm and are expected to arrive at the Morning Light Base before noon tomorrow.
The midday sun was at its brightest, brightest enough for the people at the Morning Light Base to see clearly that their enemies were more than 60,000 helpless civilians. They wanted to kill these pitiful old, weak, women and children. Then he wanted to see whether the people's soldiers, who once believed that serving the people was their mission, would drop their missiles.
He didn't know Xu Sichen, nor did he think Xu Anran knew Xu Sichen well enough, but he knew Chinese soldiers well enough.
He is at least 80% sure about this trip!
"Biaozi, have you arranged everything I asked you to do?" After watching the crowd leave, Yu Dahai turned to look at Biaozi beside him.
Biaozi nodded immediately: "Seven of the best off-road vehicles and a fully fueled pickup truck."
Yu Dahai nodded, then pulled Xu Anran, who was sitting quietly beside him, downstairs.
An elder beside him couldn't help but worry and said, "Da Hai, what are our chances of winning?"
No one wants to go to someone else's territory and be inferior to others if they can stay in their own base and dominate.
Yu Dahai: "Even if there is a 90% chance of winning, we still need to make the necessary preparations."
For a moment, Xu Anran and everyone present couldn't help but show expressions of admiration.
With such caution, it is no wonder that Yu Dahai was able to become the god of the stock market from a small securities trader, and then from a prisoner to the lord of a city.
Under the dim moonlight, a large crowd of people moved slowly across the desolate land.
Suddenly, a shrill cry broke out from the crowd: "Dad, Dad, wake up, Dad!"
The crowd stopped because of the crying and looked towards the source of the sound with horror on their faces.
"Please, my dad has fainted, please save him, wuwuwu!"
A middle-aged man was lying on the old man on the ground, his face full of grief.
Two men with guns squeezed in, ignored the man's pleas, dragged the old man out of the crowd, and threw him out.
"Useless old man, there's nothing worth saving. Keep going!"
Li Yuanjie glanced at the old man who was thrown in the wilderness, and then moved back without a trace.
He lifted up the little girl on his back who was slipping a little, and continued to walk slowly, pulling a boy of about eleven or twelve years old.
"Uncle, is that old man dead?" The boy looked at Li Yuanjie beside him with his eyes wide open, looking a little panicked.
Li Yuanjie tightened the boy's hand and whispered, "No, the old man fainted. As long as he can hold on until this time tomorrow, he will be fine."
By this time tomorrow, the base war should be over.
In Li Yuanjie's eyes, the old man's fainting was his blessing.
There were a few people in the crowd who thought the same as him.
Everyone knows that they are being used as cannon fodder. If the two sides really fight, they will have no way to escape.
If they fainted and were thrown out at this moment, they could escape.
then--
"Ah, yes, someone fainted."
At the same time, seven or eight people fell down.
Several gunmen walked in impatiently and found that the people who had fainted were actually young men.
They kicked a few times and after making sure there was no movement, they wanted to throw these people out of the crowd like before.
Suddenly, someone saw the eyeballs moving under the eyelids. He let go of his hand, took out the dagger from his foot, and stabbed it into the opponent's throat.
The man who was originally unconscious suddenly opened his eyes wide, his facial features were bleeding, and finally he died with an unwilling look on his face.
"Haha, since you've fainted, to save you from suffering in the wild, I'll do you a favor and let you die soon and be reborn."
Others also noticed something was wrong and did not give those who pretended to be unconscious a chance. They killed them with a single blow and then dumped their bodies in the wilderness.
This act of killing the chicken to scare the monkey scared everyone, and even if they had any other ideas, they didn't dare to act.
However, during the journey, people still occasionally became exhausted and fainted on the ground.
Now, the gunmen didn't care whether it was true or not, they all cut the man's neck and then threw him away.
At this moment, in everyone's eyes, if you can't hold on and keep up with the team, you will die.
So no matter how painful it was, they just held on.
Jiang Yifan held his son in one hand and his wife in the other, and moved forward with bloody steps, following the crowd.
"Yifan, I can't hold on any longer. Can you please let go?" Jiang Yifan's wife Yang Lihua slid down. If Jiang Yifan hadn't held her tightly, she would have collapsed to the ground.
She looked at her son on Jiang Yifan's back with longing, and then began to pry Jiang Yifan's hands open.
She really couldn't hold on any longer. Instead of dragging it on like this, she might as well give her husband and son some relief.
Jiang Yifan refused to let go.
He looked at his wife with red eyes and pleaded, "Lihua, please hold on a little longer, for me and our son. Please hold on a little longer. If you are gone, I will bring our son down with me to find you."
Jiang Yifan is just like his name, from birth to school, university, to work, he is a very ordinary person.
But he is ordinary and happy.
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