"Since the drunkard has already reached Qingjie Bridge, there should be no problem here..."
As Han Bing spoke, the pages of information were turned and various complex sounds were heard. After a while, she quickly said in the channel: "There are four large-scale special pollution source incidents in Satellite City No. 2, and another high wall was attacked by a deep polluter."
"Now, among the four large-scale pollution incidents, Team Leader Chen has controlled one, and Mr. Shanbing has just solved one. The drunkard who came to support in time should also be able to control one place. I just received a notice that Wawa has solved the third one, which is the special pollution incident over at Tianshui Square. Now, she is rushing to the fourth place and will arrive in five minutes..."
"Now, there is only one chaos in the city that has not been controlled."
"Gecko is now at the south wall to help resist the impact of the deep polluter, but the situation is very tense..."
"Mr. Shanbing, if you can still support it, please go over to support quickly."
"..."
"No problem!"
While following Han Bing's instructions and rushing to the south wall, Lu Xin asked anxiously.
"What's wrong with the south wall now?"
Now, wherever he looked, he felt that the No. 2 satellite city was in chaos.
At every intersection, there seemed to be a nervous crowd running.
Some people were screaming, and some were hiding behind the glass windows, trembling and looking outside. From time to time, somewhere in this city, there would be a sudden burst of flames, or a heart-pounding tremor, which would spread the panic faster.
Chaos and panic enveloped the entire city.
Even the stray cats and dogs in the dark corners were running in groups, like a well-trained team...
Normal people in this environment would not know where to go.
Even if they wanted to help others, they would only feel that they could see people in need of help anytime and anywhere in the city, and they would only run around tiredly, running in this city, exhausted, but they could not reduce the panic in this city at all...
But fortunately, Han Bing was in the channel to show Lu Xin the way.
She has timely summarized all the chaos and information in the No. 2 satellite city, and screened them, telling Lu Xin where the pollution has been controlled and where it is still on the verge of collapse, and Lu Xin needs to rush to support.
"Someone is attacking the high wall!"
Han Bing's answer was very simple and capable, but he tried his best to convey the matter clearly: "After Team Leader Chen reported that the oil painting retrieved from Bengbu Port was robbed, the No. 2 satellite city has entered a state of martial law. About 20 minutes later, a large number of people attacked the high wall in the south of the city. Because the incident happened suddenly and there was a shortage of manpower, a considerable number of people took advantage of the chaos to escape from the high wall..."
"Now, there are still a large number of people gathering there!"
"..."
"Is there also a spiritual pollution outbreak there?"
Lu Xin subconsciously felt a little nervous.
The south of the city is the area where Teacher Xiaolu's orphanage is located, and it is a place he subconsciously cares about.
"Unknown for now."
In the channel, Han Bing's answer surprised Lu Xin.
This was the first time in such a long time that he encountered a situation where Han Bing did not give any information.
He did not ask any more questions, but only sped up and pushed a motorcycle from the ruins on the ground.
In a short distance, he could go faster than a motorcycle with his sister's ability.
But for a long distance, riding a bicycle was faster and saved energy.
Moreover, after such a long period of chaos, Lu Xin was worried that his sister would feel tired.
The throttle was turned to the bottom, and the motorcycle made a harsh roar. The two headlights pierced the thickest darkness in the middle of the night. Lu Xin drove the motorcycle at an unreasonable speed and flexibility, passing through the chaotic crowd and the vehicles on the road. The explosion not far away rose into the sky, and his shadow was messy and flashed on the ground.
Soon, he arrived at the southern part of the city, but found that it was different from the place he had just passed. There was no chaos, no noise, and even the lights in the surrounding residential buildings were all on. It was just dark and silent.
"Could it be that the people around here have gone to the high wall?"
Lu Xin's heart was slightly hanging.
He grew up in the high-walled city since he was a child, and naturally knew that destroying and climbing the high wall was a serious crime.
If you approach the high wall casually, the patrol army has the power to kill directly.
Moreover, in this situation of chaos in the city, whether it is pollution or not, impacting the high wall may cause big trouble.
Thinking of this, he turned the throttle to the bottom and accelerated towards the high wall.
Soon, the dazzling light in front of the motorcycle had penetrated the thick darkness, and the light swept past from afar.
Then, Lu Xin was suddenly stunned.
The situation here was different from what he imagined, and it was not as chaotic and crazy as in the city.
Instead, it was unusually quiet!
…
…
As the bright light of the motorcycle swept past, he saw at a glance that countless people were gathering under the high wall. Some of them were wearing work clothes, and some were still wearing pajamas. At this time, they were standing under the high wall one by one. In the distance, many people could be seen unconsciously, silently, shaking, and walking towards the high wall step by step.
On the high wall, two teams of patrol soldiers were holding weapons and pointing them at the crowd below.
And under the wall, a dark crowd had gathered. They did not shout or rush to climb the high wall. They just gathered under the wall silently, then raised their heads, quietly, even deadly, looking at the wall.
"What's going on?"
Lu Xin was shocked by this scene, and jumped off the motorcycle and let the motorcycle go into the ruins.
Then he looked around, found an opportunity, and quickly passed through the gap in the crowd on the other side, then used his hands and feet to quickly climb up the wall. During this time, no one tried to stop him.
Lu Xin could even feel that none of the people under the high wall even looked at him.
"Who is it?"
The defending soldiers on the city wall were shocked to see someone appear on the high wall, and asked hurriedly.
A white flashlight shone over.
"I am a member of the special operations team, a single soldier, and I came here to support!"
Lu Xin had experience, and his certificate was already in his hand. He raised his hand and opened it to show them.
"Brother, you finally came. I just saw you..."
"...The motorcycle was driven like an acrobat!"
"..."
The flashlight light quickly faded. In the crowd, Gecko, who was wearing a black armed suit, came up. He looked sweaty, as if he had been through a big battle. He seemed a little weak when he walked. He said with a strange face: "Brother, I have seen others cry, and I have cried to others... Especially when the Security Department pointed dozens of guns at me, I cried loudly..."
"But did you..."
As he spoke, he couldn't help but look down the wall vigilantly, as if he trembled slightly.
Lu Xin also subconsciously looked down the wall, and then he couldn't help shaking.
He realized that those who gathered at the wall were not just standing there and doing nothing.
They looked at everyone on the wall with dull eyes, and slowly shed tears.
Countless people, countless faces, neither making trouble nor talking.
Just standing there quietly, crying silently.
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…
The gecko's voice continued with some difficulty: "Have you ever seen… tens of thousands of people crying in front of you?"