On the second day of the Lunar New Year, at around 6:30 pm, the management personnel, garrison troops, and core staff of the No. 109 mining base in Xibo No Man's Area were ready to evacuate.

At the same time, the first batch of more than 1,000 workers were held hostage by soldiers from the garrison regiment and escorted to the courtyard in front of the dormitory building.

These workers were almost all core members who participated in the riot throughout the whole process. Unfortunately, they did not break out from the direction of the cliff.

The searchlights in the compound passed by the top of their heads, and the workers gathered together, their eyes were dull and unconscious. On the high-walled power grid, machine guns were exuding murderous aura, and the black muzzles were aimed at these innocent people.

Lao Qiao, the bearded man who had talked to Meng Xi, and the familiar faces in the 415 dormitory were all among the crowd...

"…I…we can't wait for them to come back…,” a worker suddenly squatted down, hugged his head and cried: "We are all going to die..."

"I want to go home!"

"Don't kill me! Ah, I want to go home!"

“…!”

Several workers were emotionally broken, howling, crying, and running towards the exit under the high-walled power grid.

"Kang Kang!"

Soldiers scattered in the distance opened fire under the high-walled grid, and several workers fell to the ground on the spot.

On the high wall, a battalion commander whispered to the regiment commander: "Start it?"

The leader of District 5 looked at the densely packed workers in the yard below with a pale face, his eyes slightly hollow.

"Soldiers are responsible for obeying orders. If the upper class asks for execution, we can only execute it." The battalion commander persuaded.

"...Our honor and faith are so difficult that it can only be reflected by massacre of the poor?" The leader looked at the wailing workers below with a very contradictory heart, and then turned around after hesitation for a long time: "I'll communicate with the upper class."

The battalion commander reached out and grabbed his arm, whispered again: "Sir, you know in your heart that we are not able to change anything."

The commander turned around and stared at him in a daze, standing silently.

"Report to the commander of the regiment, Chief Li of the command room called." The communications soldier ran over.

The leader hesitated for a moment and reached out to take the phone: "Captain Li."

"Why has the gunshot not sounded yet? What's going on?" Li Zhixun asked.

The leader's lips squirmed: "Sir, I'm thinking about..."

"Your task is to execute, process it immediately, and then protect the engineer team from evacuating." Li Zhixun responded without any emotion.

"...Yes!" the commander gritted his teeth and replied.

"Dudu!"

Lee Chi-xun hung up his phone.

The regiment commander threw the army on his phone to the communicator. After two seconds of silence, he waved his hand and shouted: "Prepare to shoot!"

“…!”

On the high-wall power grid, more than 20 machine guns and machine guns were sounded at the same time, and the gun body was rotating.

"Don't cry, no more requests!"

At this moment, Lao Qiao stood in the crowd and suddenly shouted: "It's useless. Can you leave some dignity for yourself before dying? If you beg them, they won't shoot? Will they not kill you? Ah?!"

Lao Qiao's call spread throughout the courtyard, gradually, the pleading and crying gradually stopped, and the workers' eyes and expressions became extremely dull.

Quiet, the terrible quiet in the courtyard, the workers stood upright, either closing their eyes or holding hands with each other.

On the wall, the commander turned around and waved his hand: "Open the fire!"

With a command, more than 20 machine guns, hundreds of self-d rifles, and several defensive machine guns opened fire in an instant.

"Da da da da da...!"

Fierce gunfire sounded in the mining base No. 109, and the flames spurted out from the muzzle were bright and dazzling.

The inhumane massacre began.

This is the shame left to all the officers, commanders, soldiers involved in the massacre, and the humiliation left to all mankind by the 5th District and Base No. 109. Their descendants will be ashamed of this, and no matter how time passes, they cannot wash away this sin.

After the gunfire, a large number of people fell on the land one by one. The blood melted the snow, the bodies overlapped, and the wailed everywhere...

The bearded middle-aged man looked at his compatriots in the front row with dilated pupils and fell to the ground. He closed his eyes and shouted, "...I'm back home."

"Puff puff puff puff..."

A row of zombies came over, and the bearded fell to the ground on his back, and the body shattered.

"Scammers, we were cheated and there was no troops coming to rescue us!"

"They ran away, we died!"

“…!”

The people involved in the riots shouted in the gunfire and howls. Before Meng Xi and others left, they told Lao Qiao and others that the troops from the three major regions would come here to rescue them, but they waited for the wait, but they did not wait for those who could guard themselves.

The gunshots gradually stopped, and the soldiers responsible for the massacre began to replace the ammunition.

There were only less than 200 people left in the courtyard under the high-walled power grid, and they were still standing. Their spirits had completely collapsed and they wanted to disperse around them uncontrollably.

In the direction of the main building, Lee Chih-hoon stood at the window, staring at everything that happened in the massacre site expressionlessly, turned around and walked: "Have the Liberal Party troops arrived?"

"Yes, I've moved closer to this side." The adjutant nodded.

"Let General Li evacuate first." Li Zhixun returned.

In the courtyard where the execution site, Lao Qiao was shot several times and lay on the ground, bleeding from his mouth and nose, twisting his neck with difficulty, looking towards the direction of the three major areas: "I can't wait... I can't wait..."

“Buzz!”

At this moment, a sharp alarm suddenly appeared in the base No. 109.

In the main building, as soon as Li Zhixun walked out of the office, he saw an officer running over with a pale face: "Sir Li, the radar has detected that a large number of helicopters are coming to my base..."

Li Zhixun was stunned for a moment: "It is impossible, the troops in District 9 cannot come here so quickly."

"No, it's not the self-defense force in District 9, we have been staring at them." The officer shook his head and replied: "It should be the armed forces from Beifengkou, they came by."

"Original Fengkou?" Li Zhixun replied incredibly: "It's impossible for them to get involved in such a thing?"

In the air high above the side of No. 109, a man wearing Wu's mercenary group military uniform asked concisely in a helicopter: "Report, my helicopter formation has approached the target location. Have you opened fire?"

At the headquarters of the Wu Mercenary Group in Beifengkou, An Zai asked Wu Tianyin: "Want...beat?"

"Beat him." Wu Tianyin replied in a concise manner.

Anzai held the walkie-talkie and immediately replied: "Let's fire!"

Periphery of Base No. 109.

"Swoosh swish swish!"

Dozens of airborne RPGs emitted a brilliant light in the air and shot straight into the base.

After a brief tranquility.

"Boom, rumble..."

A violent explosion sounded, and the main building of the base was first severely damaged, and a fire rose into the sky.

Inside the building, Major General Li, who was about to walk out, only felt that the building body had swayed clearly for a while, and the wall on the left was blown away by rpg, and countless gravels poured into the room and smashed everyone.

In the courtyard under the high-walled power grid, Lao Qiao's eyes were about to close, and he saw light in the dark air. It was a helicopter flying towards the north wind vent...

"No... I'm not lying to me... I'm here..." Old Qiao murmured.

Inside the command plane, the commander ordered again: "Raise up, avoid the opponent's air defense system, and prepare for a second attack."

More than forty helicopters quickly dispersed and raised the height again.

In the command position near Beifengkou, an officer quickly ran to the camp and said to Xiang Zehao: "Report to the commander, Wu Tianyin's Wu mercenary group has participated in the battle."
Chapter completed!