"Even air rifles are being used?" Jiang Youwei marveled as she watched the scene from the balcony. Her kinematic vision was enough to track the spherical projectiles as they were launched. "Cats, dogs, rats, birds, not a single one was spared, just like the Indians. Wow, such accurate shooting!" She saw a skilled man using a slingshot to kill a rat from a distance of more than ten meters.
"Attention, fellow citizens! If you have any animals at home, please register them immediately at the registration office downstairs!"
"If unregistered individuals are found, they will be killed on the spot. If any serious casualties result from this, they will be dealt with seriously according to the law!"
Such notices were broadcast in the community in a loop, and even the communication group was updating it, but only a few people ran out from downstairs.
"Dogs are man's best friends, why are they being killed?!" Several young people held several stray dogs in their arms, attempting to stop the staff from taking them away. The staff were also helpless; they were actually helping them by taking the dogs away, but their superiors had issued a strict order not to tell anyone what had happened, lest it lead to further unrest.
This is not a cover-up. Anyone with a discerning eye can see that something is going on. These are just precautions.
The same scene is happening all over the country.
Jiang Youwei once read a sentence on the Internet, which she thought made a lot of sense: "The masses are like this. You have to put them in a situation where they need you to help them before you can do anything for them. If you take the initiative to offer help, they will never be completely satisfied, especially when you have to make some sacrifices for them. Generally, in this situation, the probability is that you will get no thanks for your efforts." Now she probably really believes it.
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