Rebirth and return, solitary devil

Chapter 83 Give me the rifle!

The people around couldn't help being shocked, because this kind of thing was too bizarre.

Not to mention before the end of the world, even if the end of the world comes, the general public will not believe that a young man in his 20s can become the head of a large base.

Looking at the three regiment-level cadres covered in sweat, Mo Yu nodded slightly and said, "Thanks for your hard work, how is the situation now?"

Liu Qing, the head of the Sixth Regiment of the Third Division of the First Firearms Army, stood up and said: "Report to the chief, from this morning to now at three o'clock in the afternoon, we have rescued a total of more than [-] survivors. Around the center and the areas we've been through, more survivors are still in the urban area, we need time."

Mo Yu frowned upon hearing this.

Time, who doesn't need time, there is no time at all.

According to the figures Liu Qing said, it is estimated that more than 30 people can be rescued in one day and one night. However, there are nearly 500 million survivors in the urban area, and the time is only seven days!
This will not work at all. After seven days, there are only more than 200 million people. What about the remaining 200 million people?
After thinking for a while, Mo Yu said with an ugly face: "I need a reason, why is the speed so slow? I remember that the task I set for you is at least 70 per day."

Seeing Mo Yu's face, not only Liu Qing and others were nervous, but even Li Daoxian panicked.

"We have calculated the rescue plan countless times. If there is no specific reason, it is impossible for this to happen. Tell me, what caused this to happen?" Li Dao first looked at Liu Qing with a gloomy expression. asked.

Liu Qing and the others smiled wryly when they heard the words, thought for a while, and said: "The chief, the army commander, and the brothers are all desperate. The speed of rescue in the front is much faster than the transportation in the rear, but people's hearts are unstable and too chaotic, which seriously affects the speed of transportation. Some military vehicles pulling people were stopped by people with unstable mentality before they had gone far."

"Oh?" Mo Yu gave a cold look in his eyes, looked at Liu Qing and the others, and said, "Take me to have a look!"

The three of Liu Qing nodded, and walked forward nervously, and the people around gave way to let a few people pass.

"Chief? Are you the chief of the military region? When can we evacuate?"

"That's right, eating the taxes paid by the people, is this how you work?"

"What efficiency? If I were an American, I would have been rescued by a helicopter sent by the government."

"That's right, procrastinating, like girls."

There were voices shouting from the surrounding crowd, and the words were full of insulting words. The surrounding soldiers gritted their teeth, suppressed their anger, and followed Mo Yu and the others without saying a word.

Hearing this, Mo Yu stopped in his tracks, turned around, and looked at the crowd.

"Who was the one who yelled just now, stand up and let me see!"

Mo Yu said with a sneer.

The crowd suddenly fell into silence, no one dared to speak, and few even dared to look at Mo Yu.

Since ancient times, the principle of people not fighting with officials has been deeply imprinted in their hearts. They had accidentally scolded the soldiers, but found that the soldiers dared not fight back, let alone fight back, which made them feel confident.

After seeing Mo Yu, they thought that as the leader, Mo Yu would definitely set an example, support the people and love the people, and would never care about their insults. Who knew that Mo Yu turned around and looked over, and asked who shouted.

Immediately, many people began to regret and panic in their hearts.

Seeing this scene, Mo Yu sneered disdainfully, and said in a cold voice, "What do you mean scolding your mother while eating? What do you mean being ungrateful? What do you mean being inferior to a beast? I'm talking about you!"

As Mo Yu's voice fell, the people around were furious, their faces were full of humiliation, and they glared at Mo Yu, some even trembled with anger.

Mo Yu smiled disdainfully, reached out to take the automatic rifle from Liu Qing's hand, clicked twice, the rifle was loaded, and pointed at the crowd.

Looking at the terrified expressions of the people around him, Mo Yu said coldly: "Are you not convinced? Feeling insulted? Tell you, if you are in the base, just because you insult the soldiers is enough to cut off your Heads! Insulting you? I feel like it’s a waste of time to insult you. What are you? The soldiers bravely ran into the city to save you, just to be insulted by you? Now, tell me, who refuses to accept it? Stand up!”

The people around took a step back, looking at the automatic rifle in Mo Yu's hand, with horrified expressions on their faces.

"Hmph, useless!" Mo Yu said disdainfully, casually threw the gun in his hand to the sweaty Liu Qing, and continued walking forward.

Liu Qing, Li Daoxian and others breathed a sigh of relief and wiped off their cold sweat.

This General Mo really has no taboos. Based on their understanding of General Mo, if someone really stood up, General Mo would definitely shoot, but what if he really shot at ordinary people, what should we do?
It must be a big mess!

While a few people breathed a sigh of relief, so did the people around them, and some of them were even sweating from fright.

I saw a middle-aged man with trembling legs, wiped his forehead, looked at the people around, and said in a low voice: "Although the chief of the military region looks young, he doesn't seem to be easy to mess with. Let's play it safe." Bar."

The people around nodded.

Walking fast all the way, Mo Yu and the others quickly arrived at the place where the queue was for getting on the bus. Although there was a queue, it was extremely chaotic. As soon as a car came, dozens of adults rushed up before it stopped. , not afraid of getting hurt.

The women and children in the team couldn't help crying because of grievances, and some old people even sighed and shook their heads.

At this time, a middle-aged officer came over, holding a large electric horn in his hand, shouting as he walked.

"Comrades, comrades, listen to me, I am Zhang Quandan, political commissar of the Third Division of the First Firearms Army. A survivor, the military's rescue and evacuation plan definitely includes everyone, please believe me!"

Speaking of this, Political Commissar Zhang Quandan walked to the side of the military vehicle, patted the siding and said, "Can you come down first? Let the elderly and children get on the vehicle first. We have enough vehicles, and we will never leave you without a vehicle."

"Go to your uncle, stop talking nonsense."

"That's right, don't think I don't know what you think. It must be to let the woman and the old man go first, and then let us go back, go back, how many people will die along the way."

"That's right, it's the end of the world, so your military can't be flexible? We young and middle-aged are the hope of the future of mankind. The elderly, women and children are the food of zombies."

"Yes, their old people and children are human beings, so we are not human? Is your army an army of old people and children, so it is not our army?"

Zhang Quandan was helpless, sighed, and said: "Comrades, you must not be deceived by criminals. I, Zhang Quandan, will definitely evacuate with you. Don't worry, please trust me. We It's not the last batch of rescues. The rescue plan will last for a week. Let the old people and children go first. If zombies come around, we are all young and middle-aged, so we can run away when the time comes. Leave the old people and children behind. If something happens, they will definitely die!"

"Don't listen to that bastard!"

"Yes, you listen, you listen to what he said, leave us to escape? That is still dangerous, no, we must leave now, you let these old men and children change to a car."

"That's right, we're all coming up anyway, you can change cars, the next car will pull old people and children, it won't waste time, let me go first!"

Zhang Quandan looked anxiously at the people in the car, but he was very helpless, because no matter how much he persuaded, these people just didn't want to get out.

If changing a car can solve it, it would have been solved long ago.

What about the facts?
Looking at the fiery eyes of the young and middle-aged people around who didn't get in the car, you know that it's useless to come to a hundred cars.

Old people and children will definitely not be able to compete with these people.

Just when Zhang Quandan was full of helplessness, he suddenly saw Mo Yu, Li Daoxian and others walking over, and hurried over to salute.

"Report to the chief, Zhang Quandan, political commissar of the Third Division of the First Firearms Army, is carrying out transportation management!"

Mo Yu nodded upon hearing this, and said, "Thanks for your hard work."

Then, Mo Yu looked at the dozens of people who were all crowded in the military vehicle and were unwilling to get off, and a trace of sarcasm flashed in his eyes.

Disobey management?selfishness?Tai Sui Ye broke ground on his head?

"Give me the rifle!" Mo Yu said, reaching out to Liu Qing.

(End of this chapter)