Chapter 2098 Tribal Compromise

Luo Zheng looked at the blazing Tucheng, and faintly heard screams of pain. He felt a sense of apology in his heart, but his face soon became determined. Why not bear infamy for the sake of his country? Some things must be done by people. As a soldier, he naturally rushes to the front. Luo Zheng stared sharply in the direction of the burning Tucheng and shouted in a deep voice: "Brothers, be prepared, it's time for the enemy to come out."

"Yes." Everyone shouted in a deep voice, murderous intent rising into the sky.

Soon, countless people rushed out of the gate of the Tucheng, shouting, holding buckets, basins and other objects to catch the water, and ran straight towards the lake. Luo Zheng put down his binoculars and shouted with a heavy face: "Hit!"

"Bang, bang, bang—puff, plop, plop! Ta-ta-ta-ta!"

Countless gunshots rang out, intertwined together, and formed a music of death. They rushed towards the people who rushed out. The bullets hit everyone in front of them, rustling into the ground, splashing countless sand and flying, frightening these people. They stopped one after another. This round of attacks was a warning. Although they couldn't bear it, the soldiers still raised the muzzles of their guns a little, and their hesitant eyes became firm. So what if you act as butchers for the sake of the country?

Soldiers are silent heroes who dedicate their youth, life, and even reputation to their country. Everyone understands these principles and can understand Luo Zheng’s complicated mood after giving the order to attack. No one objected to Luo Zheng’s order. The first round of warnings That's good enough. If the opponent is holding a gun, what everyone shoots is not the ground, but the fatal vital parts.

Luo Zheng raised the binoculars again and looked at the people who rushed out with a heavy expression. These people looked around blankly, wanting to go to the lake to get water to put out the fire, but they were afraid of the bullets that were coming, so they hesitated. Luo Zheng's sharp eyes There was a hint of unbearability in his eyes, but he still shouted through the headset in a deep voice: "Warning again, fire!"

"Puff, puff, puff!" Countless bullets shot up again, drawing death shock waves in the void. They landed accurately in front of these people, forming craters on the sand. These people were so frightened that they retreated one after another, and some even more He turned around and ran away. When the others saw it, they also turned around and rushed back into the city.

Seeing this scene, Luo Zheng secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, he was a civilian without a weapon and couldn't take action. Luo Zheng shouted in a deep voice: "Brothers, cheer up and keep a close eye."

"Yes." Everyone responded solemnly.

At this time, the transport helicopter returned and stopped at an open flat area in the sand dunes. Jackson jumped off the transport helicopter excitedly, rushed to Luo Zheng and said, "Happy, after this fire, I believe they know what choice to make."

Luo Zheng nodded noncommittally and looked in the direction of Tucheng. The fire was spreading. If it was not put out in time, the whole city might be burned down, but it would not cause too many casualties. If a fire was exchanged for the whole thing, Ending is also a good choice. Fighting violence with violence is undoubtedly the best choice in this situation. Mercy will only drag on the war indefinitely and cause more casualties.

Time passed by, everyone was waiting patiently, Luo Zheng was also waiting, waiting for the Dark Church to make a choice and hand over the Holy Son and the Sky Stone, the Dark Church would be able to win the hearts and minds of the Forgotten Tribe, and their support would become stronger. If they do not hand over the , the people's hearts are loose, and the news of the matter will be detrimental to the Dark Church. How to choose is a difficult problem.

Seeing that the sky was about to turn completely dark, one-third of the Tucheng had been burned down, and everyone was impatient to wait. Jackson suggested: "We might as well attack them while they are in chaos. We don't need too many people. One hundred is enough." , take down the weapons inside and find the Holy Son and the Sky Stone."

Under the enemy's tough attitude, taking advantage of the troubled waters was undoubtedly the best option. Luo Zheng was a little tempted, but then he thought about it, many people would die if he did so, including those from the Forgotten Tribe and some of his own. It was not the best plan, so he He said in a deep voice: "Wait another thirty minutes. Once the time is up, if you haven't made a choice yet, attack in."

"That's fine." Jackson agreed. Thirty minutes would not only give the people inside time to choose, but also create greater chaos and facilitate a strong attack. Killing two birds with one stone, Jackson would naturally not object.

Everyone continued to wait. Ten minutes later, someone came out holding a piece of white cloth with a wooden stick. Luo Zheng raised his telescope and saw that it was a local man. He was shouting something. It was a bit far away and could not be heard clearly. He immediately called the middle-aged man over. He handed the binoculars to the other party and said, "Look, who is it?"

The middle-aged man immediately took the telescope and looked at it, and said in surprise: "He is the second-in-command of the Forgotten Tribe I mentioned, a native born and raised. This man is ruthless, but has one characteristic: he is very good to the local people and has high prestige. If he hadn’t been appointed by the higher-ups and I have a background in studying abroad, he would have been the person in charge of the Forgotten Tribe.”

"Care for our own people? It's interesting." Luo Zheng took the telescope and looked at it for a while, and found that there was blood on the other party's body. He had obviously been fighting. He was startled and suddenly guessed something. He shouted through the headset: "Ghost Hands, send someone up to check. Check to see if they are armed.”

"Yes." Guishou immediately agreed.

Soon, a brother rushed up vigilantly and chatted with the other party for a few words. It seemed that it was difficult for both parties to talk, but the other party still raised his hands in cooperation and allowed the search. Soon, the brother's voice rang in the headset. : "Report, no weapons."

"Step back." Luo Zheng said in a deep voice and looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man said knowingly: "I'll go with you. He can't understand the international language. You need a translator. Although I don't want to face him, it would be good if we can resolve this matter peacefully. The Forgotten Tribe cannot afford it." It’s a loss.”

"Okay, let's go." Luo Zheng said in a deep voice, and walked forward. Being able to force the Forgotten Tribe to compromise is also a very satisfying thing, and the brothers' revenge can be considered avenged.

The middle-aged man quickly followed, and Jackson also walked up. Lan Xue, worried about Luo Zheng's safety, also followed. Everyone soon came to the open area near Tucheng. When things got to this place, Luo Zheng was not afraid of the other party's shooting. He walked up to the other party and looked him up and down. He saw that the other party had a thin face, triangular eyes, aquiline nose, and... The heroic figure seemed to be a talented person, so he said: "Hurry up and tell me your choice."

The middle-aged man looked at the other person apologetically and hurriedly translated. The other person didn't even look at the middle-aged man. He stared at Luo Zheng and looked up and down for a few times. Then he looked at the middle-aged man and muttered something in the local dialect. When talking to the other party, Luo Zheng was not in a hurry and waited patiently. Seeing that Jackson was about to get angry if he was dissatisfied, he quickly stopped him. Jackson nodded angrily and waited patiently.