Wang Qinshui walked a few steps to the front of the group, his eyes fixed on the direction the wolf pack had gone.
Although he felt a slight sense of relief as the wolves retreated, he was also filled with doubt.
He knew perfectly well that such a piercing sound, capable of easily dispersing a huge pack of wolves, must be extraordinary.
After the giant wolf left, the terrified refugees quickly caught up, panting heavily.
Ma Yuanbai, standing among the refugees, gave Wang Qinshui, the head of the Wang family, a deep look.
When faced with such a large number of giant wolves chasing him, Wang Qinshui did not order the fleeing refugees who were chasing him to be killed in order to buy time.
They did not use guns to threaten the fast-running refugees into stopping and waiting to die.
Instead, he decisively ordered the guards to open fire on the ferocious giant wolf.
Ma Yuanbai was truly surprised by the reaction of the Wang Family Safety Zone.
This was the first time Ma Yuanbai had a changed opinion of the people in the safe zone, and it also made him look at the head of the Wangjiaqiu safe zone with new respect.
The refugees who had initially scattered were now slowly gathering together again.
Their faces were filled with fear, afraid that the wolf pack that had left might suddenly return.
Just as Li Yu was wondering where the piercing sound was coming from.
A sputtering sound came from ahead of the railway tracks.
"How strange, it seems like five people are coming on horseback," Fu Xiyao whispered to Li Yu behind her.
"Iron Horse?" Hearing Fu Xiyao say that, Li Yu became even more curious about the newcomer.
Can an iron horse really run? Could it be powered by some kind of iron-related supernatural ability?
The "putt-putt" sound grew closer.
Soon, a fully armed squad, riding several strangely shaped, jet-black iron vehicles, slowly appeared in the misty rain.
It eventually stopped in front of the railway tracks, blocking everyone's way.
"It really is an iron horse!"
Li Yu looked over in surprise, only to hear the iron horse under the other person's buttocks making a constant 'putt-putt' sound.
"motorcycle?"
The people in the safe zone were all shocked when they saw it clearly.
Having read books in the safe zone, they naturally recognized this long-standing mode of transportation.
"How can there be so many motorcycles?" Ma Yuanbai couldn't help but move closer, his eyes filled with doubt.
It's worth noting that even in the shelter where he used to live, there was only one motorcycle, which was treated as a precious exhibit for visitors and exhibitions.
As the fully armed squad approached, they too were filled with shock upon seeing the massive crowd before them.
A soldier nimbly dismounted from the motorcycle and slowly walked over with his weapon in hand.
When they were about ten meters away, the soldier stopped and shouted loudly to the curious crowd that had gathered around:
"This is a sea of sand."
The soldier's loud voice echoed in the rain, and everyone could hear it clearly.
"Foreign forces, state your names and your purpose."
At this moment, Wang Lijian, who was at the front of the Wang family's group, stepped forward and said respectfully:
"We are from the Wangjiaqiu Safety Zone in Xirong Mountain."
Wang Lijian looked at the iron vehicles ridden by the people opposite him, his eyes filled with longing, and he thought to himself:
'This must be the motorcycle they've been talking about in books. I'm so happy to see it in person! I really want to ride it and see what it's like.'
Upon hearing Wang Lijian's words, the soldier turned around with some confusion, exchanged a glance with his teammates, and the others behind him shook their heads at him.
“Wangjiaqiu? Never heard of it.” The soldier’s tone was indifferent, then he added:
“I do know about Xirong Mountain.”
Although the soldier was unaware of the Wangjiaqiu safety zone, he had heard of the vast area of Xirong Mountain next door.
Wang Qinshui seemed to have anticipated the other party's reaction, after all, their safe zone was indeed too small.
Moreover, the Wangjiaqiu safety zone is located in a remote area of Xirong Mountain, so it really doesn't rank high.
The soldier then looked at the group of refugees not far away. These people were dressed in rags and didn't even have proper raincoats, which was completely different from the people of Wangjiaqiu.
His booming voice rang out again:
"Are you all refugees from Xirong Mountain?"
"refugee?"
“Yes, we are refugees,” one of the displaced people hurriedly replied.
For them, whether they are refugees or displaced people, it all means escape and suffering, and there is no fundamental difference between them.
“They really are refugees…” The soldier seemed hesitant, a troubled expression on his face.
The soldier turned and walked back to his ranks, lowering his voice to ask the others:
"There are too many refugees, what should we do?"
"With so many people, we definitely can't let them into Linshui Town," a soldier's teammate said with some concern.
“Yes, there are too many people,” another soldier chimed in.
The fully armed group huddled together and discussed for a while, but still couldn't make a final decision.
"Why don't we go and inform Qingcheng?"
"Oh no, oh no! Qingcheng recently failed to defeat the Nightmare Beast and is furious."
The group looked at the large crowd in front of them; there were simply too many refugees this time.
Even if we bring the person to Qingcheng, it will probably be a big problem.
This was the first time in all these years that they had seen people come down from that treacherous canyon, and in such large numbers at once.
"We can't let these people come to Linshui Town, so let them continue on their way."
“If they follow the railway, they will eventually reach Qingcheng.”
"Yes, Qingcheng won't be able to blame us then."
“We’ve already saved them once, there’s no need to risk taking them in,” one soldier said in a low voice, his words echoed by the others.
"Well, that's the only way." The leading soldier looked at the huge crowd and said helplessly.
After the soldiers finished discussing, they came back and pointed to the railway tracks, saying to the crowd:
“Refugees, listen up. Keep going along this railway, and you will eventually reach Qingcheng. There, they may be able to settle you.”
While everyone was looking at each other in bewilderment, the soldier started his motorcycle and led his team away from there.
As the roar of the soldiers' motorcycles faded into the distance, Wang Lijian turned around and asked:
"Master, should we continue along the railway tracks?"
"We have no choice, let's go."
Wang Qinshui looked towards the end of the railway tracks, hoping that Qingcheng, which these soldiers had mentioned, would serve as a refuge and bring some hope.
Seeing the safe zone begin to advance, the refugees hurriedly followed behind.
Compared to the Black Mountain Safe Zone, which kills refugees on sight, the refugees almost consider the Wang Family Safe Zone as their own.
The Wang Family Safety Zone even became a lifeline and a source of support for the displaced people.
Recently, the refugees have stopped mentioning their deep hatred for the safe zone.
"Everyone, keep in formation and don't fall behind," Ma Yuanbai kept reminding people in the crowd.
Seeing the orderly progress of the safe zone ahead, the refugees, under Ma Yuanbai's guidance, began to imitate him in a similar manner.
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