Boxes of wooden boxes of bullets, pistols, and food were opened in front of Li Chao's eyes.

Ma Ping'an smiled and said, "You can drive away these two cars together, just treat it as my help. You can't do things for me and let you run with your feet."

Li Chao nodded, waved his hand not far away, and immediately four or five men came over, drove the car and walked towards their camp.

Two trucks filled with supplies drove into the riots in the city. A large number of refugees looked at the trucks, and some people were already following them, trying to make a fortune.

Li Chao drove the car and thought for a while, and said to the man beside him, "I asked the brothers who have scattered out to come back and divide the things. Whether we can stay depends on whether we can do this well."

The man nodded, opened the city gate with his left hand and jumped down. Before leaving, he took away a bun on the cart. Perhaps it was the original driver who was left behind, but now it is cheaper for him.

There was a pistol around his waist, and the bullets were full. Li Chao sent it to his nearest brother as soon as he got the thing.

The man walked along the way, and when he met his brother, he called him and asked them to follow him. After visiting most of the resettlement sites, he counted and walked back immediately after the number of people was right.

Although most people were a little confused, when they saw the man's pistol, they followed him silently, knowing that they were holding good things.

Thousands of people were crowded on the open space of the community, with wooden boxes stacked in the middle, and Li Chao stood in the middle, holding a gun in his hand, giving food and weapons to his brothers.

Although not many, people can barely do it with one hand and eat enough. Most of them are bread and fast food, but it is much better than eating grass roots and insects.

Even one person had a piece of jerky.

Li Chao stood on the empty box, looked at them, and said loudly, "These things were given to us by Major General Pentax. He wanted us to maintain order here. If we were done well, we could stay. If we couldn't do well, we had to get out. Those who wanted to be arrogant in these few days could leave, but if the things were left, don't involve us. If you think you have a gun in your hand, you can do it randomly. Don't blame me for being rude. You have fun for three minutes, and we have to die with us, which is not worth it."

He pointed at the location of the city wall with his left hand and said, "Did the soldiers see those mechas? Now they don't have time to care about them, so we have this opportunity, but when they free up their hands, they will be killed if they do whatever they do during this period."

He paused and raised the bread in his hand, "Do your business well and do your best to do it. These things, and this is what Major General Pentax told me personally."

"After eating, I immediately went out to do things. When I saw someone robbing things, I would kill everyone."

As soon as the words were finished, the crowd walked out, holding bread in one hand and gun in the other, eating while walking. Some of them were choked and patting their chests to swallow hard, for fear of falling to the ground. Although they were not afraid of falling to the ground, they were still a pity.

I have eaten something that has a rustic smell for a month, but no one wants to touch it again now.

After a while, gunshots rang out everywhere in the refugee resettlement site.

Some of the indigenous residents who accidentally entered this area were also sent out one by one. Although they were always scolded, they had a great success, which was nothing to the men.

The bodies were placed on the street, either hanging on the street lights or tied to the railings on the street.

In just one hour, the riot gradually became smaller, and you could even see five or six men with guns chasing a group of people, without firing a shot, just chasing them back and forth. The slow-running ones were immediately shot to death, and then tied to the railing immediately.

Li Chao took out his loudspeaker and stood on the roof of the car, wandering back and forth on the road, shouting.

"Everyone who dares to make trouble will die. If you want to live peacefully, stay honestly in the allocated house. If you are hungry, give me water and endure it. If it really doesn't work, no one will care about you if you chew on the bark. But if anyone dares to kill someone, he dares to run to the homes of the former residents opposite to grab things. Don't be polite with the gun in my hand!"

"You don't want to live well, I still want to!"

Until his shouting was hoarse and his mouth was dry, Li Chao stopped and drove a dozen people to the city wall with him in two trucks.

The soldiers guarding the card recognized Li Chao and waved their hands to signal them to go over quickly.

Ma Ping'an, who had been waiting for news on the city wall, saw the truck from a distance. The gunshots gradually subsided. From the telescope, the bodies were tied up and piled up on the street. The indigenous residents were sent out, feeling relieved.

The worries are gone, and with these people, nothing can happen in the city.

Waving to Li Chao to go up to the city wall.

As soon as Li Chao stood firm, Ma Ping'an didn't talk nonsense and immediately said, "You drive to the warehouse. Someone will take you. Where can you take two trucks of supplies? Do you want bullets or food? You can choose your own choice. There is no powerful weapon, so don't think about it. It's good to have food."

"When you go, remember to tell the guards your name. Don't say it wrong, otherwise you will die. You can only go twice a day. If you have too many, you are not allowed to go, and they will not recognize you."

"There will be special people to do the food for other refugees. You don't need to worry about it. You just need to do your own. You understand."

Li Chao nodded, and at the gesture of Ma Ping'an, he turned around and walked down.

Ma Ping'an smiled and looked at his back, nodded slightly, and turned around.

Look at the sky gradually getting darker, and then look at the time.

7:30.

"It's almost done." Ma Ping'an murmured.

...

In the wilderness, thirty kilometers away from the residence of the New Demon City, there was silence.

A group of soldiers lay on the ground, enduring the mud under them, and looked around vigilantly through the night vision goggles.

Kurano was driving the mecha with a slightly anxious expression. The speed of the march was too slow. The time that had been agreed upon was only half an hour left. He opened the communication system and said, "Sir, please ask when will we launch an attack? The time that we had agreed upon was only half an hour left. If we didn't hurry up, it would be too late. Our internal officers only had this opportunity. If we missed this time, we would never have the next opportunity. At that time, we could only attack hard. The loss was not something we could bear."

Commander Teng Kaji, the major general of the Dongri Chrysanthemum Headquarters, looked at the sky confidently, touched his chin, and said with a smile, "Kuno, you need to calm down whenever you are major, you are too impatient, and we will definitely win today's attack."

"Pentax, in my eyes, is just a boy with no hair. Even if it is a strong attack, they are not our opponents!"
Chapter completed!