Chapter 348 The Flesh Leads the Way

After Shangguan Li gave the ultimatum, he ignored Schenkov and continued to participate in the battle against the beast.

"Die" Schenkov looked at Shangguan Li's back woodenly, unconsciously tightening the pistol in his hand.

Just when he was at a loss, his consciousness seemed to be hit by something, his eyes suddenly narrowed, and some emotions emerged in his pupils.

He kept muttering: "Die, die?"

The anti-violence team members were afraid that Schenkov would be stimulated and unable to think, so they quickly grabbed his wrist and said: "Director, don't listen to the mercenary's nonsense, what death or not, just try your best! We have done everything we can, let's evacuate quickly!"

Schenkov kept repeating the word "die", and gradually his eyes became bright, and he stood up and ran to his airship: "There is still a way. Yes! There is still a way!"

The anti-violence team members didn't know what he was going to do, but at least he was willing to get on the car, so they returned to the airship and followed him.

On his way to the Eastern Border District in his hovercraft, Schenkov called his assistant Yang Le: "Yang Le, where are you? Still in the bureau, right? Well, listen to me, there is something I want you to do."

In the Eastern Border District, refugees were still helplessly waiting for hope that would come at an unknown time.

At this time, the hovercraft of the Public Security Bureau passed overhead and landed in an open space outside the firepower identification area of ​​the Rust Wall M6 area.

When Schenkov appeared, many refugees on the border recognized the director of the General Security Bureau and exclaimed.

"Why is he here?!"

"Mr. Director! Please, save us!"

"The beasts kill people, and the authorities' troops also kill people. What should we do?!"

"We are really desperate!"

Schenkov raised his hands and shouted loudly: "Everyone, be quiet! Be quiet! Listen to me first, please maintain order and don't make a mess! I am here to give you an explanation this time!"

The noisy voices gradually disappeared, and everyone stopped talking and looked at Schenkov cautiously.

No one was making a noise, and Schenkov finally didn't have to shout loudly, and his voice became softer. "Please wait patiently, give me some time, and people who help you will be here soon."

Everyone looked at each other, and they were all a little surprised.

Didn't they say that the security forces went to help the giant companies run away? Who else can help them? "

Schenkov did not speak again, but just looked at the sky in the direction of the rusty wall, as if waiting for something.

After a while, he muttered, "Here they come."

Everyone looked over and saw a large fleet of floating vehicles flying in the sky, as dense as a swarm of bees, with hundreds of vehicles.

The floating vehicles landed in the nearby open space one after another. When the people inside came out, the surrounding border refugees were stunned.

These were all members of the Crescent City authorities. They wore uniforms from different departments and held different positions.

The highest one, like Schenkov, was the head of an important department of the authorities.

The lowest one was the kind of grassroots cadre who was usually not very noticeable.

They ran to Schenkov from all directions, looking at him with a very firm look, and his assistant Yang Le was among them.

These people belonged to different departments and positions of the authorities, and many of them might not know each other. They are not familiar with each other, but they have one thing in common, that is, they are extremely dissatisfied with the cold decrees of the city council speaker Amir.

These people are usually well-dressed, high and mighty, and enjoy all kinds of privileges with peace of mind.

But at this critical moment for the lives of millions of people in the border areas, the remaining conscience and humanity in their hearts overwhelmed everything and prompted them to come here from the inner city.

Compared with the huge and bloated authorities as a whole, the number of people coming here is really too small, pitifully small. Most of the important officials may have followed Amir and are heading to the airport to prepare for evacuation.

But for Schenkov, it is enough. It is really enough to see hundreds of colleagues with conscience coming here.

Schenkov took the lead and walked to the edge of the M6 ​​area firepower identification area. He took out his mobile phone and dialed the number of the Rust Wall Defense Command Center: "I am Schenkov, the director of the Crescent City Public Security Bureau. I will connect you to the commander of the Rust Wall M6 area patrol station."

Soon, the call was transferred, and the voice of the commander of the M6 ​​area sounded: "Director Schenkov. ”

Schenkov: “I am now at the edge of the fire identification zone of the M6 ​​area. Please look over here. You should be able to see me.”

He held the phone in one hand and waved the other hand in the air.

After a moment of silence, the commander's surprised voice sounded: “What are you doing there?”

Schenkov: “I am providing the best help I can to the border refugees here. I am surrounded by hundreds of colleagues from various municipal departments.”

“We unanimously request that your troops lift the fire blockade of the M6 ​​area and allow border refugees to enter the city.”

The commander quickly replied: “Sorry, I can’t do this. The fire blockade is a direct order from the city council speaker. I must obey it.”

Schenkov said in a relaxed tone: “Listen, you can turn on the recording on your phone, or let your men take a video as evidence. All consequences will be borne by me, and you will never be implicated.”

After he finished speaking, he took a few tentative steps forward and entered the fire identification area.

"Da da da da da——"

Soon, a soldier opened fire, and a series of bullets hit the ground in front of Schenkov, causing large pieces of soil and rocks to splash and force him back out again.

The commander's voice came: "Mr. Director, I said that I was under the direct order of Mr. Speaker of the City Council. I have the right to make all necessary emergency measures for the situation on the scene."

"If you continue to test the edge of disobeying orders like you did just now, we may be forced to shoot you."

Schenkov's eyes were full of depth. He was silent for a while, and his tone suddenly became brisk: "Okay, I know, you quickly call your family and let them run away."

"Ah?" The sudden change of topic confused the commander, "What did you say?"

Schenkov: "I said, you should There should be a family, right? What about a wife, children, father, mother, etc. You should call them and ask them to pack their bags and run for their lives. ”

The commander was even more confused: "No, what do you mean?"

Schenkov said seriously: "Don't you understand? Although the city is in chaos now, the establishment of administrative units has not changed. I am still the director of the General Security Bureau."

"According to the "Regulations on Internal Defense of the Public Security Bureau", once the director of the General Security Bureau is killed in a man-made attack, the Anti-Violence Section 4 will cancel all current tasks, activate the highest level plan, and control all relevant personnel at the first time."

"If you let your men kill me now, not only will my back These anti-violence team members will rush up the rusty wall and blow you up, and the most elite troops of the Anti-Violence Section 4 will also be airdropped to your home as soon as possible. "

On the other end of the phone, the commander's breathing was obviously stagnant, but he was still shouting: "I am performing official duties! I am not wrong!"

Schenkov sighed: "You can tell the Anti-Violence Section 4 yourself. Think about it, what kind of people are they? They catch ten suspects and kill nine of them. A good rescue mission can be turned into an annihilation war."

"If they go to your home, how many people in your family do you think will survive?"

The commander's breathing was trembling, and his voice became obviously panicked: "You can't do this What about me! : "No, you, this" Sqikov: "Don't be this, hurry up and let your family escape, hurry up, hurry up." After that, he didn't even give the opportunity to continue the conversation, and hung up the phone directly. The heroes who are retrograde. "The colleagues" all looked at Sicinkov firmly, and no one moved. Sqikov appeared to be grateful, swept away from their faces, and finally fell to those refugees who were eager to wear. Suddenly, he saw a little girl in front of the crowd. She was about the same age as Xiao Tiancheng, who had been connected with him on the live broadcast of the program "Dialogue with the Director". They were both thin and small, looking at him with a pair of pure big eyes.

Schenkov walked to the little girl, squatted down, and used his sleeve to wipe the mud off her face: "Child, have you been to the inner city before?"

The little girl shook her head and said naively: "No, but I heard from others that it is a place like heaven."

The familiar answer made Schenkov feel as if he had been in another world. He gently touched the little girl's head, and his voice was full of tenderness: "I don't know if it is heaven, but you will be able to go there soon."

Schenkov stood up, took a deep breath, and his eyes showed steel-like determination.

He walked to the edge of the firepower identification area again, and the hundreds of colleagues in the authorities also walked over together.

Then, a scene that shocked all the border refugees happened.

These officials lined up, shoulder to shoulder, arm to arm, forming a human wall hundreds of meters wide in the front, facing the guns of the Rust Wall defense troops in the distance.

"Fellow countrymen from the border, stand behind us, we will take you into the city."

As Schenkov finished speaking, this human wall of officials began to move forward and resolutely walked into the fire identification area.

Opening the way with their bodies!

Hundreds of officials from the inner city are opening the way for millions of refugees from the border!

No matter what ups and downs the inner city and the border have experienced, no matter what grievances these people from different classes have had, at this moment, under the most brilliant shining of human nature, all the past has disappeared, and the people separated by a wall have truly merged together.

The refugees from the border were dazed, sobbing, and tears streaming down their faces. They resolutely entrusted their lives to these unknown officials in front of them, and followed them into the fire identification area.

The little girl ran the fastest. She caught up with Schenkov, gently pulled the hem of his shirt and followed behind, looking up at the tall uncle.

Schenkov did not look back, but he sensed who it was. He asked, "Child, what's wrong?"

The little girl's eyes were full of longing: "Uncle, you are a hero."

Schenkov smiled slightly and said profoundly: "Everyone who stands up for you is a hero."

At the firepower position of the Rusty Wall M6 area, when they saw the authorities' important officials using their flesh and blood to build a wall and use their flesh and blood as shields to cover the refugees walking towards the city gate, all the soldiers were confused.

"Sir. This." The adjutant looked at the commander blankly.

The commander's eyes were out of focus at this time, his head was covered with cold sweat, and he stood there in despair without any reaction.

The adjutant looked at the crowd getting closer and closer, then looked at the absent-minded commander, and asked cautiously: "Sir, should we shoot?"

The commander gritted his teeth, slapped him on the head, and cursed: "I'll shoot your mother! I won't risk my family's life against this lunatic, Schenkov!"

"If he wants to let people in so much, then let them all in! Everyone turn on the video and record everything here, and submit it to the city council when the time comes! If anything goes wrong, that lunatic will be fully responsible!!!"

The commander gave the order, and the soldiers quickly put away their guns.

To be honest, even if they were asked to do it, there would probably be few young men who dared to shoot.

There were hundreds of important officials in the government, most of whom were high-ranking leaders. If they killed people and shed blood, they couldn't just say "performing official duties" afterwards.

Finally, after a long tug of war, refugees from the border began to enter the city one after another.

On the street adjacent to the Rust Wall M6 area in the inner city, many inner city residents were waiting here early. They had been concerned about the situation on the other side of the wall since the beginning of the disaster, and they came here regardless of the risks to get first-hand information.

When they saw the refugees from the border finally enter the city, these inner city residents burst into warm cheers.

Later, no one knew who took the lead, but both sides ran to each other, hugged each other tightly and cried.

In the crowd, many figures wearing marginal uniforms could be seen, including KK.

These people were civilians and had no combat effectiveness. While their companions were fighting on the battlefield, they were not idle.

They were dispatched to this area by Shangguan Li, bringing with them the massive supplies that Su Mo had ordered to be purchased a month ago, and together with the volunteers gathered from other places, they were preparing to make preliminary arrangements for these cold and hungry border refugees.

After the route into the city was completely unblocked, the big stone in Schenkov's heart fell to the ground, and he relaxed and sat on the stone pier on the side of the road in a daze.

The commander of the M6 ​​area came over with his men, his face uglier than pig liver. He pointed at Schenkov's nose and said, "I recorded everything you did! You forced me to do this, I am not responsible!"

Schenkov did not shirk responsibility, nodded and said, "I said, I take full responsibility, you go do your own thing first."

The commander cursed and left indignantly.

Schenkov raised his head, looked at the sky hazy with rain, and muttered, "Brother Su Mo, I have done everything. How are you?" (End of this chapter)