Chapter 690: Memorial to Casey
There are still three days until the evacuation of the Ark.
Early in the morning, a number of armed men gathered at the exit of the Ark, fully armed with live ammunition and setting up a cordon.
Although the survivors and team members will not accept missions recently, they still go out hunting every day.
When passing the exit, everyone stopped to watch curiously.
"What big thing happened?"
"I heard that the President is preparing to go out."
"Where is the President going?"
"Didn't his daughter Casey die in an attack by a wild beast some time ago? He wanted to pay his respects at the spot where his daughter died before the Ark left."
"The president must be in his fifties. It's so pitiful that he lost his daughter."
"Hey, you really know how to talk. Your neighbor, Old Zhang, is over 70 years old and has lost his daughter and grandson, and you still call him an old man."
"...You really want to get scolded, right?"
"Oh, if you have the ability to fight, what kind of hero are you if you can only talk!"
The survivors were making so much noise that the security guards on the side couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward to drive them away.
But the survivors didn't want to leave, they just walked a little further away and continued to stand and watch the fun.
An hour later, President Fang Ark appeared surrounded by layers of guards.
He was wearing a thick coat, a hat, a mask and glasses.
Yang Lianhai and Wu Jun were both present at the scene, and they followed President Fang Ark out of the Ark together.
"Let's go watch the fun."
"Let's go together."
After President Fang Ark crossed the cross-sea bridge, he got on a sedan chair carried by four people.
Fortunately, the place where Casey died was not far from the Ark, and everyone arrived there in more than 20 minutes on foot.
The place where Casey died had long been surrounded by the dispatched armed group. A cordon was set up at the scene, and armed personnel were divided into several teams to patrol back and forth to prevent the mutant animals nearby from approaching.
The "palanquin" landed on the ground, and President Fang Zhou stayed on it for a long time without being able to get down.
Yang Lianhai ordered two people to support President Fang Zhou from the left and right, and led him down from above.
The crowd that followed behind to watch the fun was talking about it.
"The President doesn't look well."
"Did you see that? When he got off the sedan just now, his legs were completely weak."
"Yeah, if he hadn't had someone supporting him on both sides, he probably wouldn't have been able to take a single step."
"...The loss of his daughter was a huge blow to him."
People say all sorts of things.
Yao Tao and Bai Lin stood in the crowd, quietly watching the president paying tribute to his daughter not far away.
Ten minutes after the memorial ceremony began, an old man squeezed out of the crowd and came to the cordon.
Several armed men stepped forward to stop him, "Stop, what are you doing?"
Yang Lianhai and Wu Jun heard the sound and turned to look over here at the same time.
President Fang Zhou also heard it. He turned his head with difficulty and his face changed drastically. "No... Don't let him come over, don't let him come over!"
Yang Lianhai recognized the old man and immediately pulled out his gun and shot the old man in the head.
"Bang!" A bloody hole appeared on the old man's forehead and his body fell down.
Everyone: “…”
What happened?
Why did the head of the security team just shoot and kill people?
President Fang Zhou was frightened to the point of insanity. After Yang Lianhai sent someone to protect him, he came to the old man's body.
Yao Tao and Bai Lin also squeezed through the crowd and came to the cordon.
"Dead?" Wu Jun asked in disbelief, "Is it that simple?"
The old man lay face up on the ground, motionless.
Blood slowly flowed from the gun muzzle in the middle of his forehead.
Yang Lianhai didn't dare to let his guard down and ordered his men, "Check it out."
An armed man leaned over to examine the old man's body.
The old man was wearing an old black double-breasted coat.
As soon as the armed men unbuttoned the old man's coat, a group of mutant mosquitoes flew out of the old man's coat like a swarm of bees...
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