chsdbacks Chapter 1527 - 873:
Chapter 1527 - 873:
Li Yu spoke: "Alright, let’s act together."After saying that, he crouched and took a look outside; those people were only forty meters away.
"Move!" Li Yu donned a bullet-proof helmet and anti-explosion suit, holding a gun aimed at the people ahead.
He shouted loudly, "Stop! Drop your guns!"
Whoosh!
A few other people also poked their heads out from behind the beam, gun barrels aimed at Zhang Rufen and his people.
The loud shout startled Zhang Rufen and the others.
But their first reaction wasn’t to raise the guns, but to raise the knives or spears.
Seeing this, Li Yu could confirm that the guns in their hands had no bullets.
Third Uncle and Luo all saw this as well.
Bang!
A bullet hit the ground behind Zhang Rufen.
Zhang Rufen was so scared that he instinctively dropped the pillow and spear in his hands.
Liu Cunyi looked at Ghost Head with a wry smile and said, "Put them down; we are already exposed."
The subconscious action just now showed that instead of pulling out the gun, he picked up the Wolf Fang Club, indicating to the people opposite that they had guns but no bullets.
Ghost Head was helpless.
But the bullet that just flew past told them two things: first, they were surrounded; second, the other side had guns and bullets.
Hot weaponry crushing cold weaponry is an unstoppable force.
That was also why they couldn’t resist Zheng Xiaolong’s group from the Lao Country’s Fraud Group at the time.
Clang!
Zhang Rufen dropped his spear, the metal clanging crisply on the concrete floor.
Immediately, he also dropped the handgun on the ground.
Seeing him do this, Liu Cunyi and the others reluctantly followed suit.
There was no choice; if they didn’t drop the weapons, what if the opponents started shooting?
But Ghost Head was unwilling to let go of his weapon.
He would rather be shot to death than be insulted and then killed.
Li Yu looked at them and spoke: "As long as you lay down your weapons, I won’t kill you."
Hearing Li Yu say this, the surrounding team members glanced at each other.
They started aiming their gun barrels at those people.
Luo instantly understood and was ready to open fire at any moment.
Li Yu was a man of his word; if he said he wouldn’t kill.
But if something unexpected happened, Li Yu might not kill, then Luo and others would take action.
This didn’t conflict.
Of course, in this morally bankrupt Doomsday, no one is foolish.
Especially when facing enemies, trustworthiness is a joke.
Not to mention the Doomsday, even in the Beautiful Country before the Doomsday, when was trustworthiness ever practiced?
The relationships between various groups during Doomsday are very complex.
Although Liu Cunyi didn’t truly believe Li Yu’s words, he was unsure if anyone would really keep their word.
A knife at your throat, demanding you drop your weapon, saying you can be spared.
Do you get killed before swinging your knife, or do you drop it in hope?
People don’t want to die.
Ghost Head hesitated after hearing Li Yu, and finally dropped his weapon.
Li Yu, seeing them drop their weapons, didn’t lower his guard, and continued: "Put all your weapons together, drop your bags in one place, and take off your coats."
Although these people had no guns, what if something happened at close range?
Or what if they had hidden weapons under their jackets?
So, controlling the situation, minimizing risk is worth spending a little time and effort.
After all, in the Doomsday, one careless moment, and someone might lose their life.
Ghost Head and the others were helpless, but since all weapons were dropped, dropping bags and coats didn’t seem so difficult.
So they complied, placing everything twenty meters away as Li Yu required.
And they stood in a line, hands behind their heads.
After doing all this, Li Yu finally came out from the doorway.
And used a walkie-talkie to contact Luo: "If anyone makes a move, shoot them immediately."
"Okay." Luo was on the rooftop, responding.
Li Yu brought two others close, looking at the people.
These people were disheveled, dirty, emitting a strong smell of sweat.
Li Yu asked:
"Where did you come from? Where are you going now?"
Zhang Rufen, Ghost Head, and Liu Cunyi exchanged glances.
Zhang Rufen and Ghost Head looked at Liu Cunyi, clearly indicating he should speak.
Liu Cunyi, having business experience, was more articulate and had higher emotional intelligence, making him the best to speak in such situations.
Liu Cunyi saw their looks, feeling a bit helpless as he looked at Li Yu.
At this moment, Li Yu was fully armed, visor down on his helmet, hiding his face.
He was clad in a black combat uniform, his tall and imposing figure was intimidating.
The two standing next to Li Yu were similar, only they held rifles aimed at them.
The cold rifle barrels, under the sunlight, emitted a palpable pressure.
Liu Cunyi was a bit nervous, hadn’t found a suitable water source today, his throat was dry and uncomfortable.
Swallowing dryly, Liu Cunyi spoke:
"Well, we came from Sanshan Village by the Red River, then now we’re going, going, going."
Liu Cunyi suddenly looked at Zhang Rufen, not knowing where they were heading.
Zhang Rufen didn’t respond to his look.
So Liu Cunyi, resigned, said: "We don’t know where! Just walking east!"
Upon hearing this, Li Yu’s eyes flickered a bit.
Heading east?
Coming from Yun Province, continuing east, wouldn’t that be heading to Xiang Province or Gansheng?
Suddenly.
He recalled seeing many survivor groups on the way today, all migrating east.
These people also planned to head east; this couldn’t be a coincidence. Something must’ve happened, causing so many people to go east.
So he asked: "I saw not only you heading east, but it seems other survivors are heading east too. What did you encounter?
Otherwise, why leave your place and travel far? At this time, wandering can be very dangerous!"
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