"It's alright, it's alright..."
The child quickly comforted her and shut his mouth.
The light in his eyes gradually faded.
yes...
What's there to yell about?
My father once said that if something happens, you should shout it out. As long as you shout it out, someone will hear you and someone will help you.
But this principle simply doesn't apply.
Since this group of people arrived, he has appealed for help from the outside world countless times, and he goes outside to shout almost every day.
The navy came, but these people received the news and went into hiding until the navy withdrew, at which point they would reappear.
Each time, all I got in return was a beating.
Then the next day they were forced to beg and steal, and this was repeated every single day.
What's there to yell about...?
That's good, at least they're still alive.
"this..."
As soon as Sazir stepped out the door, he suddenly turned around and looked at the tall man.
The tall man, who had been grinning, was startled by the sudden turn and quickly bowed, saying, "Sir Navy, is there anything else you need?"
"No..."
Sazir, with a cigarette dangling from his lips, stared at him for a long while, then glanced at the people behind him. "Never mind, I won't bother you any longer. Do as you please."
"Yes, sir! Take care." The tall man grinned, revealing his teeth.
They're still alive...
The child stared blankly as the group of sailors gradually turned and withdrew from the gate, while the group was anxiously trying to close the gate.
Is it really just...existence?
"Speak up! If you're in danger, asking for help is the best option. If you keep it inside, no one will care about your thoughts."
My father's smiling face echoes in my mind.
"But Dad... if we fail, we're doomed, my little brother and sister will be doomed," the child murmured.
"Waaah..."
The sound of crying came from the side.
Outside the door of a nearby building, a couple was cuddling together. The woman instinctively leaned her head into the man's arms and sobbed softly.
Those who were truly thin and weak looked on with despair, but dared not speak under the glare of the robust men.
"Little sister, I..."
The child opened his mouth, watching the door gradually close.
"Brother, I'm scared..." The little girl huddled even closer to him.
The gate slowly closed, the child clenched his fists, closed his eyes, and recalled the resistance these people had shown when they first arrived.
With their parents gone, even the bravest among them were subdued.
He gradually stopped calling out to himself.
I'm not calling for help anymore...
But perhaps...
The child suddenly opened his eyes and roared the moment the door closed.
"Help us!!!"
Bang.
The gate was closed.
The tall man stared wide-eyed in shock at the little boy who had suddenly roared out; the air seemed to freeze for a moment.
There was no sound coming from outside the closed door.
"Hey!"
The tall man clenched his fist, walked towards the little boy, and sneered, "Didn't I tell you not to do pointless things? The Navy? You think those guys will save you? They're just here for show. I think you want another beating, little Geno!"
The child instinctively stepped forward, blocking his younger siblings, his eyes filled with deep despair.
So...it didn't work after all?
At least, I'll trade my life for these people's venting.
Dad, I trusted you one more time, but it turns out you were wrong...
BOOM!!!
The door was suddenly blasted open, sending splinters and debris flying and creating a cloud of dust.
A blur of motion flashed through the dust, swiftly pressing down on the tall man's head and slamming him to the ground.
This blow shoved the tall man into the ground, creating a crater. As teeth flew, Sazir slowly rose, coldly surveying his surroundings, and said:
"I've got something wrong. Your physiques are off. All the other people are skinny, but you few are so strong. Can someone explain why?"
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