Chapter 981 Takeover
The cold command was given, and under the suspicious gaze of all the survivors of "Iron Wing City", two Fire Warriors wearing matte black "Dragon Spine-I" exoskeletons, like steel puppets, came from the direction of the terminal, dragging a thing that was not in human form.
That was their former ruler and leader of the gathering place, Bai Yuhua!
At this moment, is there any trace of him as the overlord of "Iron Wing City"?
The black lace hollow briefs were prominently tied around his plump thighs, stained with mud, dark red blood and unknown dirt.
His bare upper body was covered in purple bruises and scrapes, and the corner of his mouth was cracked, with dark blood scabs. One eye was swollen to a slit, while the other was wide open in horror, filled with bloodshot and extreme fear.
His legs seemed to be broken as well, and he was being held up by two soldiers like a torn sack. His legs were dragging on the ground as limp as noodles, leaving two dirty trails on the cold runway.
Saliva mixed with blood flowed uncontrollably from the corners of his crooked mouth. His throat made a "ho ho" sound like a broken bellows, but he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
puff~
He didn't even have the strength to cry out in pain when the two soldiers mercilessly threw him onto the cold concrete ground in front of the crowd like garbage.
It just curled up its fat body and whimpered faintly like a dying animal...
"Captain, he was not behaving well just now, so we used too much force on him... I didn't expect the exoskeleton to increase its power so much, he looks a little dead..."
The two soldiers came to Wang Wu and explained in a low voice, with a hint of embarrassment in their words...
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Hearing this, Wang Wu couldn't help but frown...
This half-dead look will greatly reduce the effect of killing the chicken to scare the monkey...
How can it shock the soul if there is no scream?
Thinking of this, Wang Wu couldn't help but wonder whether he should catch a few more.
Off the field, as if sensing Wang Wu's gaze, the group of disarmed former militants squatting on the ground with their heads in their hands lowered their heads even lower.
'I can't see...I can't see...I can't see...'
However, it was unknown whether their prayers had been answered, as Wang Wu gave up after just a glance.
The reason is simple: these are all high-quality labor!
Especially the armed personnel in the gathering place, each of them is fat and strong, and is totally different from the ordinary survivors...
Wang Wu has a clear understanding of his own position. He is just a sword that carries out tasks. His only job is to carry out tasks, not to be a judge.
The most important thing at the moment is to use this group of labor to quickly establish the first relay supply base, which will serve as a springboard for the follow-up action forces, rather than dealing with other messy things...
Killing them is easy, but who will take care of the subsequent logistics of the base? Will we leave these survivors who are so weak that they can be blown away by a gust of wind?
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boom! boom! boom!
Without any warning or delay, Wang Wu drew his gun as fast as lightning. He raised his hand and fired three shots in a row. Not to mention aiming, he didn't even look at it. It was as smooth as muscle memory.
The bullet accurately penetrated Bai Yuhua, who was lying on the ground as limp as mud - the center of her eyebrows, her nose, and her heart!
Blood and brain matter instantly spread out on the cracked runway, forming a dazzling red and white flower.
The standard Spark Commando "two heads and one chest" three-point execution technique!
The aftermath of the gunshots was like a cold hammer, shattering all the sounds on the runway.
The entire scene instantly fell into deathly silence, which was colder and more suffocating than the wasteland after a night of snowstorm. Even the crying and whimpering sounds from before were instantly frozen.
However, Wang Wu did not even look at the corpse on the ground a second time. He shook his wrist and the pistol returned to its place neatly.
His eagle-like gaze, carrying a heavy weight, slowly swept across the dark, silent crowd below, and announced loudly:
"Zhongzhou War Zone Task Force! In accordance with special wartime regulations, we are officially taking over Longnan Airport! Effective immediately, full military control will be implemented!"
Every word he said was like a nail hammering into a wooden board:
"All personnel! All supplies! All facilities! All under our command! Anyone who disobeys our orders...will be executed on the spot!"
The four words "military law" were like a piece of ice that struck the hearts of the survivors, which had just ignited a glimmer of hope. The light in many people's eyes dimmed instantly, replaced by deeper confusion and fear.
Not a savior, but a new master?
I thought that beating the evil "Bai Ba Pi" to death was doing justice, but...what about those minions who usually followed Bai Yuhua to oppress the good people?
Why didn't they do anything? They didn't eradicate all evil, nor did they enforce justice? Instead, they immediately called in laborers, and even re-employed the lackeys who had been skinned for nothing?
What kind of Zhou army is this?
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Wang Wu had no time to pay attention to the survivors' surging doubts and disappointments. Time was running out, and what he needed was efficiency, not understanding!
"Now!" His voice rang out again, decisively, "I need you to immediately backfill and repair the damaged runway at the airport! Is there anyone who understands engineering management?!"
Dead silence...
There was only the whimpering of the cold wind blowing across the runway. Everyone buried their heads deeply, as if they wanted to shrink themselves into the cracks in the ground, and no one dared to answer.
Seeing this, Wang Wu's face remained calm. He simply raised three fingers again and raised his voice an octave higher, carrying an undeniable temptation and a final ultimatum:
"One last time! Any idea? The treatment—three times that of ordinary survivors!"
"Triple treatment?? ! ! "
Hearing these words, it was like an ice cube was thrown into boiling oil, and suppressed commotion and whispers instantly broke out in the crowd!
Soon, the huge temptation of benefits finally overwhelmed the fear.
Under the complicated and angry gazes of the ordinary survivors, a slightly plump middle-aged man wearing the uniform of the former armed guards, with trembling legs, stood up with difficulty from the formation of the "remnants of the previous dynasty", his voice trembling:
"Report... Report to the Chief! I... Before the end of the world, I was a... a construction contractor... I... I can do it..."
"Okay! It's you!" Wang Wu interrupted him without hesitation and made the decision:
"From now on, you are the on-site person in charge of the runway repair project!"
Wow——!
As soon as the words fell, the whole scene was in an uproar! Especially the ordinary survivors, their dissatisfaction and resentment almost burst out of their chests!
"What the hell?! Let these white-skinned lackeys take charge of us?"
'Is this army ours?!'
"You just killed the alpha wolf, and now you let the jackal be the supervisor?! Are you in cahoots with me?"
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However, all the doubts and anger were suppressed from beginning to end, and no one dared to really shout it out.
After all, the ambiguous attitude displayed by this unknown army left these survivors confused, so much so that for a moment, they did not dare to use military or official standards to demand them...
To the officials: It is your duty to take good care of me, it is your job, there is nothing to thank me for, and if you make me feel a little uncomfortable, it means you are incompetent and you deserve to be scolded by me!
To the armed group with unclear stance: They just slapped me twice and didn’t shoot me to death. If this isn’t civilization, what is?
This almost absurd "reasonableness" based on fear and survival instinct is exactly what Wang Wu needs most at this moment!
He has neither the time nor the inclination to do detailed ideological work.
Since fear can bring efficiency, then let's give them the most direct fear! As for whether the means are completely in line with certain rules and regulations?
As long as the ultimate goal is legitimate and the process does not really cross the line, who can find any substantial problems with this invisible tactical deterrent?
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