"Some of the 30,000 of us who are still alive are destined to die this winter. This cannot be changed and there is no way to change it."

"But you don't need to worry too much. Because our lord is extremely kind and doesn't want to see such a tragedy happen, he is willing to use his private treasure to add another five thousand people to this number."

"In other words, if there are 15,000 of us who can survive this winter, one out of two people can survive."

First give everyone despair, and then give hope step by step.

It has to be said that after hearing the words "15,000 people, one out of two people can survive", most people's eyes have a trace of desire for life, and less of a desire to rise up.

impulse.

Yes, the odds of survival are 50/50.

Why can't it be me?

If someone around me resists now, will it be my turn to take the spot after he dies?

Even if I could kill the people around me and reduce the number of people to 15,000, wouldn't I be able to survive and greatly reduce the competitive pressure after the disaster?

With various thoughts, although the loudspeaker was still repeating the previous announcement, unknowingly, all the people squatting in the city started to move quietly.

in.

People who were originally friends, relatives, children or other close relationships began to slowly gather together and look warily at others around them.

Those lone wolves slowly pressed their backs against the building to ensure that if a conflict occurred, they would not be attacked from both sides.

With just one notification, the refugees who might have shared the same hatred were completely separated and disintegrated, and they no longer had the chance to negotiate with Sun Bahu.

This scene, in the eyes of the monster-like Sun Bahu, made him touch his chin with satisfaction and clapped behind him again.

"Although only half of us can survive, the lord is kind and unwilling to interfere with the specific selection."

"Whether you can survive and whether you can get this spot all depends on your willingness and hard work."

"From now on until eight o'clock tomorrow evening, we will set up a donation office at the east gate. As long as you can provide special items and are judged qualified by us, you will be directly qualified to survive."

"Similarly, if you can provide valuable information, as well as the whereabouts of the things we were looking for before, or other things you think are precious, you will have a high probability of being qualified."

"Of course, if only half of the people in the city are left, then the others will naturally be qualified to survive."

"But I want to remind you that the city is still under control. If our supervisors see you arbitrarily attacking your own people for quotas, or robbing other people's belongings, etc., then you will be directly disqualified."

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The loud sound played back by the loudspeaker started to repeat again after finishing the first time.

Seeing the refugees who had already stood up and started running around in the city, Sun Bahu laughed loudly, turned around and walked out of the east gate with big strides.

In the middle, when passing by Du Shi, he stopped and looked at the nameplate on Du Shi's chest, and couldn't help but give a few more words.

"Captain Du, I naturally see your contribution. Don't worry, the qualification to live is naturally yours and our soldiers. You don't have to worry about this."

"But again, you have to do it"

"Just keep an eye on the east gate. Don't let anyone out without my order. I allow you to kill those who forcefully charge the card directly."

"By the way, I will arrange for someone to give you some guns later. As long as you do a good job, my men will leave a place for you when the disaster is over!"

Pointing to his convoy in the distance and his subordinates who looked like tigers and wolves, Sun Bahu confidently walked towards the chariot without waiting for Du Shi to respond.

Obviously, after seeing clearly the reactions of everyone in the city, Sun Bahu thought he knew everything about the guards who were also ordinary people speaking out.

Boom.

As Sun Bahu got on the car and closed the door, a burst of black smoke came out from the rear of the spiked chariot, and it began to gain momentum and slowly turn its head.

Staring at this vehicle that had a bloody aura from the moment it appeared, Du Shi finally raised his head for the first time, with undisguised hatred in his eyes.

If possible, at this moment, he even wanted to take out all the explosive bags in the storage space and die together with the tank and the people inside.

But reason told him that now is not the time for revenge. Sun Bahu should leave it to his director Su Mo.

etc.

"This direction they went?"

Seeing the chariot driving at full power and roaring away into the distance with a dozen light vehicles, Du Shi's eyes suddenly widened.

He has been to the Snow Mountain Base Camp several times and is no stranger to this road.

If the current direction of the chariot is their final destination, then

"Oops, could it be that there is a spy among our own people? Sun Bahu actually knows the direction of the base camp!"

"No, we have to inform the director quickly!"

Seeing that all the vehicles had not changed directions when they disappeared from the end of the line of sight, Du Shi froze and ran like crazy towards the guard room near the city gate.

Although luck told him that Sun Bahu might just go to another place and not discover the Snow Mountain Base Camp.

But there was a sense of tension in the dark, which kept urging Du Shi to tell Sumo the news as soon as possible.
Chapter completed!