Chapter 546

Buzz, buzz...

Outside the mountain gate, the vehicles started one after another. As the motorcade slowly left, the people inside the mountain gate finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"They're gone..."

Zhong Xiaoshan had been standing on the tank, watching the people from Daciaobao Township leave. Only after she couldn't see them did she jump to the ground, a helpless bitter smile appearing on her face.

"Meng Changwei is really not good. He can't even manage his own subordinates, and he still dares to interrupt when he speaks. What kind of bad habits are these! I think the quality of this group of people is not very good, but Brother Su seems to have a good reputation for them?"

Lu Leiyang rolled his eyes at the direction of the foot of the mountain in a coquettish manner, his charming posture killing almost all the women in the camp...

Ju Wuying said lightly: "Is there a possibility that they are not one group?"

"Ah?"

"What do you mean..."

"Little Ju, are you saying that those people just now were not only from Daciaobao Township, but also survivors from other forces?" Zhong Xiaoshan asked in surprise, recalling the situation she saw, and it seemed there was nothing unusual.

Ju Wuying shook her head uncertainly and said slowly: "The distance is far, the feeling is not clear, just a guess, eighty percent possibility."

Eighty percent, everyone looked at each other. This was no different from being certain.

Guo Dachao said thoughtfully: "It's quite far from Daciaobao Township. Taking the main road requires passing through Qing County. It's really possible to run into other survivors."

"Damn it, one group, two groups, or eight groups, we will deal with the constant with the constant. As long as we don't open the door and let people in, they have no way!"

Yang Liehuo clenched his fists and waved them. He was once sincere, but the human heart is not ancient in the apocalypse.

"Not only can we not let them in, but I also think we need to strengthen the defense against humans!"

Zhao Xue spoke, her eyes falling on Yu Qing's face.

Everyone instantly understood the meaning of this.

Yu Qing was no longer the soft-hearted saint she was at the beginning. She retained kindness for the truly weak in her heart, but she would never be soft at necessary moments. She nodded immediately: "Little Wu and Little Liu prepared some short-range remote control devices, I'll go prepare them now!"

Ordinary bombs are not very convenient to use against a large number of ordinary zombies, as there is a risk of fire, unless the power is outrageously large, like the big guy who rushed out of the scenic area before, who was directly blown to pieces, but it is not bad to use to guard against humans.

"Leave people to guard the door. Relying solely on monitoring has blind spots. It guards against gentlemen, not villains."

"That's right, both bright and dark sentries must be arranged. The guy who was babbling just now made me feel very unruly!"

"No problem, the women's army in the reserve is idle, it's time to come in handy. I'll arrange the shifts and let them stand guard."

One sentence each, everyone was very seriously considering the safety of the camp.

If the people of Civilization Guardian could be as cautious as Tianma Island, then... they wouldn't have to face a major choice at this moment.

"The situation now is like this. I am a very democratic person, handing the power of choice to you. Okay, you can start choosing now!"

In the auditorium, Brother Dog stood on the stage, looking at the people in front of him, his gloomy gaze sweeping across everyone's faces.

The burlap bags on Dazhuang and the others' heads had been removed. Each of them had blood on their heads and injuries on their faces, and they were in a miserable state.

Bajiazi Village was like Japanese devils entering a village, searching the barracks inside and out. Everyone they could find was brought to the auditorium. Those who resisted stubbornly and didn't listen were killed. In the end, seventy-five people remained.

Some had their hands tied, some were handcuffed, in short, all lost their freedom, standing on the stage one by one, as if they were playing old slaves being sold in a medieval slave market...

"Even if you let me feed the zombies, I will never work for you dog bastards. Still want to let me serve you? Die of this heart!"

Dazhuang was the first to answer Brother Dog's question. Blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth, and several white teeth were dyed red. His head was injured, and a dry bloodstain remained on his side face, his eyes spitting fire.

Just now, the leader of Bajiazi Village gave the survivors of Civilization Guardian two choices.

Either put on shackles and stay in the barracks to work like an ox or a horse, or be tied into a zongzi and become a beacon that makes the huge zombie horde change its route. In layman's terms, it's bait to feed the zombies.

If one adheres to the principle that it is better to live miserably than to die, then the first choice seems acceptable, but Dazhuang knew very well in his heart that temporary humiliation and suffering would only be exchanged for humiliation and suffering, and his life could be used at any time! Rather than living in pain and looking up at the hope flame like a candle in the wind, it is better to die heroically, maybe there is still a chance to fight!

"That's right, are you guys worthy of letting me serve you? Go to hell!"

"Hahaha, we are dead, how long can you live? Zombies can't destroy you, when President Li and the others come back, they will kill you all the same!" "President Li advocated that we Civilization Guardian should rescue survivors seeking help if we can, and help if we can, but our kindness and goodwill were exchanged for you group of wolves and dogs. If humans are united, why worry about not being able to deal with zombies!"

"Hurry up, send us out now, I feel disgusted looking at you!"

A burst of shouting, and there were not a few people who had similar thoughts to Dazhuang. Although the vast majority were responsible for logistics work and did not participate in combat training, it didn't mean they had no blood, and it didn't mean they had no brains.

Becoming a slave has the hope of living, but it is too slim, and it requires enduring long-term pain, which makes people unable to accept.

"You guys ran here to seek help in a miserable state, saying that zombies swallowed your village, begging us to take you in. We opened the door to let you in, and then look at what you did. You are not humans, you are more evil than zombies, you are the real demons!"

A man wearing camouflage cotton clothes accused the evil deeds of these people in Bajiazi Village in a deep voice.

The people in Bajiazi Village were like wooden carvings, standing in the dimness without moving, indifferent to the scolding.

Brother Dog's gloomy eyes flashed with dangerous light. He had no emotional fluctuations on his face. He didn't take these scoldings to heart at all. Keeping his fellow villagers and brothers alive was his ultimate goal.

In the past, of course, one couldn't infringe on the lives of others for one's own interests, but in the apocalypse where everything has collapsed, there is no justice to speak of, no right or wrong to distinguish, only one's own life is the most real existence.

"We didn't abuse you. These people who were executed were because their resistance was too fierce. You should be able to see that my purpose is not to abuse and kill people for fun. I don't want to talk nonsense, stand in line. Those who are willing to stay in the barracks jump under the stage, I will give you a chance to live!"

Brother Dog pointed under the stage and then said: "As for the people standing here, we will remember your heroic deeds!"

Using living people as beacons to lead away the zombie horde is indeed a heroic deed... it's just too inhumane.

"There are clearly other ways, why choose to harm your own kind, you animals, animals!"

Whether to die standing like a hero or live crawling like a maggot, everyone has their own ideas.

Thud.

A middle-aged woman jumped under the stage. Her messy short hair blocked her face, and nothing could be seen. She didn't say anything either, just stood there quietly, using her feet to make a choice.

Dazhuang and the others looked at the woman who chose to stay. No one blamed her. It seemed that women naturally possessed the power of cowardice...

People have a herd mentality. When the first person jumped off the stage, it broke the psychological defense of some people.

Thud, thud, thud, thud, thud...

One after another, four or five more logistics department members jumped off the stage. An elderly uncle even sprained his foot and couldn't stand up on the ground.

Thud, thud, thud...

Following closely, several more people chose temporary survival. They could be unscrupulous when scolding, but when it came to making a choice, their bodies would be more honest.

"You guys... sigh."

Dazhuang looked at more and more people choosing to survive, feeling extremely desolate in his heart, but this seemed to be understandable.

Suddenly someone laughed out loud.

"Hahaha, hey, Dog... suck, suck, suck."

He Jun's mouth curled, and he sucked his mouth at Brother Dog, as if he were really teasing a dog. Seeing the other party glaring, he grinned and said: "You said if we all choose to stay, what will you use to lead the zombies? Ah? Is it a dog brain, can't figure it out, right?"

"Brothers, let's all stay, this is our camp, we can't give it to this group of dog baskets, listen to me, all stay!"

Without waiting for the people in Bajiazi Village to react, He Jun immediately incited everyone to jump off the stage together.

"That's right, haha, Old He's brain is really flexible!"

"I want to stay, I am willing to be a coolie, I won't go to lead the zombies!"

"Me too, me too!"

He Jun's words were instantly responded to. The vast majority of people were already wavering in their hearts. He pushed lightly, and a large number of people jumped down from the stage, and the scene suddenly became chaotic.

(End of chapter)