C3313 a pot of porridge in a mess

The melodious sound of the bugle started to sound. The Shabelle Sect Military restricted area s had a total of four doors, and under the order of the bugle, they slowly opened.

The five meter wide camp's gate was made of sturdy European oak. On the outside of the gate were three sandbag wall s and four barbed wire fences, including deer antlers that blocked the roads.

The heavy machine gun positions were intersected and arranged at the outer perimeter. Machine gunner watched the movements outside vigilantly, one by one, the sentries watched the distant crowd and began to send messages to the rear.

"A crowd has appeared in the direction of the Sacred Heart Cathedral. There are more than a thousand people there …" Open Camp Door... "Ready to Fix..."

SPECIAL SERVICES lined up with rifles and lifted the heavy wooden antlers. They were hanging with barbed wire and worked together to move the antlers horizontally so that the citizens could pass through them. However, the opening couldn't be too big, it was only two meters wide, and they had to control the scale of the refugees' attacks.

More than ten war horses rushed out from the Military restricted area. On their backs were members of the Red Cross who were fluent in French.

"Chinese Military restricted area belongs to a non-combat zone … All must drop their weapons... "No weapons are allowed in..."

"Old people, women, children, take the left passageway... "The man took the tunnel to the right …"

"Maintaining order... The wounded can move and line up with the crowd... Rest in the area drawn outside the camp after being severely injured and unable to move... Someone will come and save you all … "

"Do you hear me? Maintain Order... No one can mess around... "Otherwise, as the saying goes, thugs will be killed without mercy!"

"Order... "Immediately restore order …"

But the refugees in front of their eyes had all gone mad. They had been tortured to the point of insanity by war, and behind them was the Shura of Death. Whether it was the Government of France of the Government of France's army or communes, they were all devils that killed without batting an eye.

No one listened to him and everyone ran forward like crazy. They even knocked over a staff member on the back of a horse.

This angered the Chinese soldier, the officer on duty, Wang Chen, so angry that his nose was crooked, "Close the deer horn and pull the barbed wire … "If these bastards don't listen, they won't even let a single one of them in …"

"Prepare the water dragon chariot …" Get them all to calm down and calm down … "

More than a thousand refugees rushed up like the tide, and now the gap between the antlers and the barbed wire was closed. The men couldn't control their speed, and the front rows of them fell to the wire.

The pierced refugees all over cried out, "Open the door..." Please open the door... Aren't you the Red Cross? "Aren't you a refugee camp …"

"Ah, it hurts …" Open door... "Don't push …"

Wang Chen watched helplessly as a six or seven year old little girl was carried by his mother. However, both of them were pushed forward by the crowd and pounced on the barbed wire. The little girl's face was stabbed by a metal wire as dark red blood flowed down her snow-white face.

Strangely, the little girl didn't cry. He tried his best to help his mother hold on, so that the spikes on the barbed wire would not pierce her mother as much as possible.

The people behind the mother and daughter were all crazy. Everyone ignored the lives of others and only knew to push forward!

"You …" Grandmother … All of you, back off... "F * ck, if you don't retreat now, then laozi will shoot …"

Wang Chen reached out his hands to support the little girl through the barbed wire net and pulled out the wires from her body one by one. You'll be safe in a moment... "Listen to uncle and you'll be safe …"

The little girl was truly a strange person, she actually did not cry at all, she even understood what Wang Chen was saying a little.

"I'm not afraid... My name is Ba Bala … I'm not afraid of pain... "Please save my mother …"

"My mother is a ballet dancer... She can't hurt her leg... "Otherwise, I won't be able to dance …"

"Your name is Ba Bala … Good, good, good … "Save your energy, uncle will save your life in a bit …" Wang Chen only understood the girl's name after a long time. This six year old girl was still smiling at him.

This smile and the scene of hell formed a clear and distinct opposite!

At that moment, the water dragon finally pushed its way over. It was a very old manpower type water dragon car, which was commonly used by European fire brigades.

Two adult men use the lever principle to press the bar back and forth so that the pressurized water can be sprayed far away.

Today, there were six or seven water dragon carriages rushing to the entrance of the camp. Four strong soldiers, left and right, each shouted a signal to start pouring water.

"One or two …" Pressure... One or two … "Press..."

Splash splash splash... Waves of water shot into the group of refugees, causing them to cover their faces with their arms.

"Step back!" Everyone step back! Queue as just ordered... If anyone dares to charge forward, we'll open fire … "

The water dragon rushed into the crowd and caused them to retreat, until the little girl, Ba Bala, was finally saved. Seeing that the little girl's body was covered in blood, Wang Chen was so angry that he pulled out his gun and started firing at the refugees.

Pah pah pah … The gunshots intimidated those crazy refugees. Wang Chen jumped onto the sandbag wall and said, "Listen carefully …" Whoever dares to charge forward, I will blow my head off! "One comes, one kills one …"

"Do you hear me? "Go to the back of the queue and queue up …"

Hualala … Following Wang Chen's furious curses, a whole row of soldiers pulled on their Mauser safety guns, aiming their guns at the refugees. At that moment, even the sound of metal colliding against metal could be heard from the machine gun positions, who knew what they were preparing for.

At this point, all the refugees had calmed down. After a round of cold water in the middle of the night, they finally understood the situation.

In the confusion, the crowd began to line up. Old people, women, and children were lined up at the left passageway. Men were lined up on the right.

A small group of soldiers rushed out and began to search the body. All kinds of weapons were thrown out, piling up like a small mountain on the ground.

Earth-made handguns, daggers, bayonets, big wrenches, iron rods … Wang Chen even saw a few self-governing Wolf Fanged Mace. He picked up a Wolf Fanged Mace and discovered that it was just a large wooden rod.

It was heavy on the hands, the iron nail was stained with rust and had dark red blood stains!

"F * ck!" You actually dare to bring this thing to our Chinese Military restricted area? "

"I'll say it one last time, throw out all of your weapons …" "After that, if we search our bodies and find such a weapon, we will treat you as spy thugs …"

"Don't think that we will be merciful. The spies and thugs will kill without mercy!"

Just as they were maintaining order, another sentry's voice rang out from the lookout post behind them. "Another batch has arrived." Ready... "This time, there will be even more people. I can roughly estimate three thousand with my eyes …"

"Oh my god …" Did the Paris Commune collapse? "The commoners have all escaped …"

"Prepare the water dragon carriage …" Ready to suppress these refugees... "Dammit, why are they charging over again …"