Red Alert: Calamity Era

The deeds were silent, marching in silence, facing the light rain, and marching towards their destination in the rain.

The Slave City in the early morning was not quiet, and after a certain distance from the city wall, noisy crowds began to appear on the streets under the rain curtain.

They emerged from the rain curtain and disappeared on another street amidst the noise.

They called friends, they seemed to be parading in the rain, shouting for freedom, each face turned ruddy with excitement.

"Freedom! Freedom! Defeat the upper floor and support the Resistance!"

Suddenly there was a noise from the rain curtain behind him, one shouting, followed by shouts in unison.

Amidst the noise, figures appeared in the rain curtain.

In a flash, the dark crowd rushed over.

Hearing the movement, the mobilizers around Li Meng quickly formed a wall to surround Sakuya and Li Meng.

Those figures are just civilians, and the mobilizers did not act excessively. Li Meng also stopped slightly and looked at the approaching crowd curiously.

"Freedom! Freedom! Defeat the upper floor and support the Resistance!"

The neat shouts were deafening, completely covering the sound of rain, and the crowd coming from the pupae looked full of momentum.

At that moment, under the rain curtain, the huge flow of people came into contact with Li Meng, a small team.

The stream of bee chrysalis naturally dispersed, rushing forward from the side of the mobilized soldiers.

I could only see the shaking figure, the faces full of water drops, and the dense footsteps near my ears.

In the crowd, occasionally one eye would look at Li Meng's team curiously, but just a slight glance would be taken away by the flow of bee pupae.

For them, the only thing they care about now is the joy of freedom and the excitement of revenge.

I don't know how long it took, maybe only a few minutes, or maybe longer, before the last few figures of the long flow of people disappeared in the rain.

The noise, footsteps, and shouts were leaving, and soon disappeared without a trace, covered by the sound of rain.

"Let's go!"

This is just a small episode.

Under Li Meng's signal, the whole team dispersed slightly and moved on.

Some people are happy, while others suffer under the joy of others.

For most people, they take the blame for themselves. Who told them to do things for the "devil"? They are always on the top and it is difficult to be civilians in the slave city.

Now that the rebel army is here, the demon is shrinking in the inner city. Of course, the tentacles of the "devil" must be severely punished, not only must they be severely punished, but they must also pay a sufficient price for being a tiger.

The price is of course "death." Only death can calm the anger in the hearts of the oppressed civilians.

There is a gallows in the city of Nucheng. On weekdays, the city’s lord of the city of Nucheng executes the rebels. There are many people in the city, and there is no shortage of some radical people. Therefore, the gallows is large enough to accommodate twelve executions at the same time.

On weekdays, the square in front of the gallows will be full of people when those who are designated as "rebels" are executed by the gallows.

Some came voluntarily, while others were coerced by the front of the building. The square was large enough to accommodate thousands of people. When the gallows was in operation, the square was full of people.

But today, even if it is raining lightly in the sky, at this moment, in the rain, the heads of the people on the square are shaking, and the figures are all black.

The square, which can accommodate thousands of people, is now crowded with no less than 10,000 people. Even the buildings on both sides of the square are crowded with people watching.

In the middle of the square, a platform with a height of more than two meters stands in the rain. The platform covers a large area, about 100 square meters.

At this moment, on the platform, in the rain, a middle-aged man in rags was talking angrily.

Every word he said evoked a strong response from the audience.

Behind him, there are twelve gallows, and many people kneeling on the platform, including men, women, and even children.

Upstairs are also people, and they also have relatives. At this moment, sin is not only the upstairs, but their relatives are also affected.

On weekdays, Loutou's identity allows his relatives to live in peace, without being affected, without starving or freezing, and even being able to receive a good education.

In a way, they are not guilty, even if they are guilty, they are not guilty of death.

But now, facing angry people, they can only use death to appease.

They are very scared. Some people look around, their faces are blue, and the look of anxiety on their faces is very obvious.

Death is not something that everyone can accept safely, especially when it is known that one is bound to die. The moment before death is a torment for anyone.

The platform is not big. There are only more than 30 people kneeling on it. Under the platform there are "criminals" surrounded by the people. They are waiting, and the people on the platform will not have their turn until they are executed.

"What's wrong with us? Who protects your private food on weekdays? Who intercedes for you to get the wrong person out of the dungeon? We are wrong, and there is something wrong, but the fault lies in the individual, our What's wrong with wives, children and children? Why do you want them to be affected? What is the difference between you and the mob?"

Under the platform, an older old man suddenly violently violently broke free from the shackles of the surrounding people. He stood straight and questioned the figure on the stage loudly.

The insertion of the old man's words caused the middle-aged man who was talking passionately to stop abruptly.

The old man's words also eased the agitation of the angry people, and many people in the crowd knew the standing figure.

People are divided into good people and bad people. In the building, there are good people and bad people. One is to help the civilians under the jurisdiction, and the other is to suppress the civilians under the jurisdiction.

In the eyes of many people, the elderly belong to the good side.

But no one stood up at the moment, no one was willing to say a good word.

Some people in the crowd were hesitating, but more people were watching.

But a few people are jealous and hate, and there is no little sand in their eyes.

Wrong is wrong, this is the biggest mistake as a Loutou.

No sophistry, no sophistry allowed.

The middle-aged man on the stage coldly looked at the old man off the stage. He said coldly: "The fault is that you are the upstairs, and the fault is that they are your relatives. The people who died in the hands of the city lord for so many years How many are there? All the lives that have passed away have your share!"

The hatred in his eyes was not concealed. Looking around the crowd, the middle-aged man asked the crowd under the platform in a loud voice, "Are you guilty of them!"

There was a brief silence, and the crowd broke out.

"Guilty! Guilty!"

They chanted.

At this moment, they have no reason at all, and some have only hatred. #####

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