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"If the whole city can move before the train arrives, part of the train's plan will fall through, perhaps triggering it to open the doors."
Yu Jiao Niang said.
Chapter Fourteen
23:53 Beijing time, Slobia.
The 48 locations out of the city are doing the final count, and the soldiers stationed at the exit are preparing to evacuate.
In the communication device, the army commander who directed the evacuation of the whole city asked the team leaders of each location to report the data of the evacuees.
"All 53,472 citizens in District 1 have been evacuated."
"All 19,306 citizens in District 2 have been evacuated."
"..."
"7081 people have been evacuated from District 43, and 3 people have not been evacuated."
"etc."
The commander interrupted the orderly report, "What's the situation in Area 43?"
"There was a family of three who refused to open the door when our soldiers arrived and asked to evacuate, and were determined not to leave the house."
"reason."
"Unknown, they refuse to communicate." The team leader's voice trembled.
"...Tell me the exact location." The commander said solemnly.
"..."
"Location." The commander repeated.
"Are you going there in person?" The team leader couldn't believe it. "But it's less than ten minutes before the arrival of the Chaos. There are only three people, so it shouldn't be a big problem."
"If there is a serious problem, will you take the responsibility?" the commander asked coldly.
"..." The team leader didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and said a location tremblingly.
"Continue reporting." The commander's voice was still calm, and the sound of hunting wind came from his communication device.
The entire Slobia was silent, and this small town, which was not noisy, was silent now.
The location mentioned by the group leader is not difficult to find, because only that one is lit in the whole city.
It is a three-story villa. From a distance, you can see three people standing on the balcony on the second floor, two old people and a young man.
The commander brought two subordinate officers to the door, and the subordinate officers knocked on the door.
The three on the balcony looked down from upstairs.
"Don't waste your time, we're not leaving the house," the young man called to them.
"If you don't leave, you will die!" The officer yelled at them.
"This is my home, and I am willing to die here," the man said.
"You can die, but you can't die here." The commander didn't want to talk to them.
The evacuation, which has been going on for several hours, has not been smooth, and everyone has reasons for not wanting to leave their homes.
On weekdays, they complained a lot about this city, but if they really wanted to leave here, they were all thinking about its goodness.
But time is pressing, how can everyone shed tears for the city to tell a long story?
The commander raised his gun, smashed the gate of the villa with three bangs, and strode in.
He rushed up to the second floor and grabbed the two old men as they were about to jump off the balcony.
"...Why can't you think about it so much?"
The two old men who were pulled back had gray hair and were slumped on the balcony in tears.
"Young man, you don't know."
The old man looked up at the boundless sky, his cloudy eyes full of pain.
"I was only eleven or twelve years old, and my uncles and grandfathers carried guns and literally snatched Slobia back from the enemy."
"Now that they're all gone, if I leave too, Slobia will be taken away again."
The old man's voice was sad and full of nostalgia for this small town.
The army commander slackened the old man's hands arrogantly, squatted down and looked at the old man, and put his hands on his knees.
"Slobia is our home, but there are still many people in this world who also have a Slobia in their hearts that they want to protect," said the commander.
He looked at the watch on his wrist, and there were only less than four minutes left until the arrival time of the train marked on the "Jiuzhou Traveling Dragon".
"Senior, I'm sorry." The commander gave two subordinates a wink, and then a knife slashed the back of the old man's neck, and the old man fell down softly.
The subordinate stunned the other two neatly and helped them out of the house.
The accelerator of the subordinate general's car was stepped on to the bottom, like a speeding arrow, shuttled through the deserted street.
Time slipped by, and the deadly train was about to arrive.
"Wait!" The commander suddenly shouted, his eyes fixed somewhere outside the window.
"Stop!" he said.
The subordinate stepped on the brakes hesitantly, "What?"
"There's a child outside." The commander quickly unfastened his seat belt and was about to jump out of the car when his subordinate grabbed him.
The subordinate saw the child outside. He was running fast against the wall at the corner of the street a few hundred meters away from the military vehicle.
"There's no time!" the subordinate said anxiously, "I don't know if it's too late to drive out of the city."
The commander paused for a second, shook off his subordinates, and said, "Let's go."
"Be sure to send them out." The commander pointed to the two unconscious old men in the back seat.
The subordinates were so anxious that their eyes were red, what more to say, the commander "Peng" slammed on the car door and strode into the distance.
The little boy had disappeared from sight, and the commander was running towards the corner where he turned.
The military vehicle remained silent for a few seconds, and finally drove to the edge of the city following the sound of the wind.
The commander raised his wrist, and there was less than a minute left.
He strode and saw the child on the other street.
"Child." The commander called him.
The little boy turned back, his dirty little face was full of tears.
I don't know what he went through, he was in a mess, and there were scars all over the place, with faint bloodstains.
Seeing the tall man running towards him, the little boy screamed and turned around in a panic. When he got closer, he saw that he had an injured leg. There was a little blood oozing from the ground, and the boy supported the wall with his hands.Running faster.