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[Periphery of the rust wall M6 area]

As time goes by, the confrontation between the mercenaries and the ferocious beasts has entered a fierce tug-of-war.

Even if there is fire suppression from the commanding heights, and even if the transportation hubs in multiple directions are controlled by Titan mechas and high-level extraordinary beings, the battle line is still too long.

There are six to seven million refugees gathered in the eastern border area.

The only mercenaries participating in the battle were Yan Bian, Mo Xue, and the rest of the mercenary groups, which totaled 20 to 30,000 people.

On average, one mercenary is responsible for protecting two hundred to three hundred people.

This does not include emergencies, such as encountering refugees who are trapped in other urban areas and needing to send rescue personnel, etc.

The shortage of personnel caused the overall defense line to be loose. Faced with the onslaught of ferocious beasts, multiple lines of defense could not even maintain fire suppression, and fell into face-to-face hand-to-hand combat.

The front line was constantly being penetrated and pushed back, and was constantly pushed back by the reserve troops who came for reinforcements. It was like a flesh and blood mill, and mountains of corpses could be seen everywhere on the position.

While the mercenaries were fighting bloody battles, the border refugees could only wait anxiously at the rear. The most they could do was help take care of the wounded who were brought down, and they could do nothing else.

People are praying at this time, praying that the life passage to the inner city can be opened as soon as possible.

Just as time passed slowly and anxiously, without any warning, the holographic warning of the fire identification area in the Rusty Wall M6 area disappeared, the fixed turrets on the wall were also retracted, and the closed alloy baffle of the city gate opened, exposing the passage. out.

The holographic warning was gone, the fort was gone, and the city gate was open. Everyone naturally thought that the city council had issued an order to take them into the city.

The refugees closest to the rusty wall were stunned for a few seconds, and then passionate voices sounded from everywhere, rising through the sky:

"The door is open! The door to the rusty wall is open!!!"

"Great! We're saved! The city council didn't abandon us!"

"Tell people in other places that the gate on M6 is open. Everyone, hurry into the city!"

The pressure accumulated from the early days of the disaster to today was suddenly released, and the refugees outside the M6 ​​area were like a stormy wave bursting from the embankment, rolling towards the rusty wall amidst the noise.

The news spread very quickly. Refugees from other areas heard that only the M6 ​​area was open, thinking that it was the entrance to the city designated by the city council, and rushed to the M6 ​​area one by one.

At this time, the commander of the Rusty Wall Defense Force in Area M6 was standing high up. He was sweating profusely from the flow of people in front of him. He shouted to the adjutant: "What's going on? Who turned off all the systems?!"

The adjutant was completely at a loss and stammered: "No, I don't know. It's definitely not our people who imprisoned him. We don't have the authority!"

At this time, the commander's communicator rang, and it was from the Rusty Wall Defense Command Center.

After he picked up, he listened to the report with a respectful expression at first, then turned into a deep shock, and in the end, the shock was tinged with lingering fear.

After hanging up the communication, the adjutant said tentatively: "Sir, what do you say?"

The commander's eyes were a little out of focus, and he muttered: "The command center said that the terminal control room has been invaded, and the system in area M6 has been artificially shut down. It will take 12 hours to restart."

The adjutant asked at a loss: "Well, the refugees are coming now, what should we do? Bring them in first and resettle them?"

The commander's face turned gloomy, and he said in a deep voice: "No, the city council has just announced that the Rusty Wall M6 area has entered a state of war, requiring us to bring weapons and establish artificial defense lines. All border people who try to rush into the inner city should be shot. kill."

"What?!" The adjutant was immediately frightened and his hands and feet were cold.

Although few soldiers in the Rusty Wall Defense Force have a good impression of the border people, there are even some people with bad taste who will deliberately trick the border people into the fire identification zone to trap and kill them for fun.

But using fully automatic turrets to kill people and killing people with your own hands are two different concepts.

Killing a few people for fun and massacring a crowd are two different concepts.

The adjutant asked in a trembling voice: "If we do this, we will be subject to a military court, right?"

The commander's face was so gloomy that he seemed to be dripping with water: "No, on the contrary, it is now a wartime state. These border refugees have been judged as hostile targets. Our shooting is to carry out wartime instructions. There is no problem with the procedure."

"On the contrary, if we refuse to comply with the city council's order, then we will have to go to court martial."

The adjutant couldn't bear it after hearing this: "But this is too cruel!"

The commander pushed him and asked coldly: "Then you choose, are you going to be cruel to these border people, or are you going to be cruel to your son? Huh?"

"My son?" The adjutant didn't understand why the two were related.

The commander said coldly: "Why, do you think this has nothing to do with your son? If you refuse to carry out the city council's order and go to a military court afterwards, it will be a direct court martial, and there will be stains on the file."

"At that time, not only your son, but also your grandson and your great-grandson will not be able to enter government positions for the rest of their lives, and they will not be able to go to private companies that have some requirements for back-up jobs. Most of them will have to work as cows and horses in factories."

"Is this what you want? Huh? Because of one benevolent thought, it will affect your whole family and future generations?"

The adjutant stopped talking, and the confusion in his eyes quickly disappeared. After a short psychological struggle, his expression became as gloomy as the commander's.

The commander glanced at the border refugees pouring into the fire identification zone outside the rusty wall, and said coldly: "Have two teams drive all the vehicles to the city gate to block it, and the rest will switch to heavy weapons. Only give them a warning, a warning." Anyone who doesn’t retreat after that will be shot!”

Soon, the order was issued to all the soldiers in the M6 ​​area. They drove the motorcycles, transport vehicles, armored vehicles and other vehicles in their inventory to the city gate to form an array, and set up roadblocks in front and behind.

Immediately afterwards, the rest of the people all put on weapons specially designed for intensive killing. Some carried individual light machine guns, and some carried heavy machine guns in groups of two and were in position for firepower. Boxes of ammunition were also quickly transported. Come up.

At this time, the fastest border refugee had rushed to a position more than a hundred meters away from the city gate. Looking from a distance, it was full of people, like a dark ocean.

Facing the swarming crowd, the commander took the loudspeaker taken out from the warehouse and shouted: "Please stay restrained and calm! The rust wall control system in M6 area has crashed due to unexpected reasons and is being restarted. The rust wall is not Not open to border areas!”

"Repeat! The Rusty Wall is not open to the border! Please voluntarily exit the fire identification zone! Violators will be shot by us in accordance with the wartime laws!"

Obviously, compared with the original loudspeaker broadcast that came with Rusty Wall, the power of this portable speaker is too small, and it can't be heard clearly in the crowd of people.

This commander had a very iron hand. He kept his word and even gave a round of warnings to the soldiers around him:

"Free fire!"

Although the soldiers were a little disappointed, after the initial confusion, they all knew what to do.

Shooting was to fulfill the instructions issued by the city council, and it was official business. Even if the sky fell afterwards, the leaders above would be there to hold him up. He only had to deal with the moral guilt in his heart.

If you don't shoot, you won't feel any moral guilt. Afterwards, you can just wait for the jail sentence and the whole family's future will be ruined.