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Hearing the warning broadcast, the demonstrators who had just suffered a round of bombing were as frightened as birds. Before they could wipe their faces clean, the blood on them turned pale again.The demonstrators who were pushed to every corner by the smoke hesitated and then pushed to the center of the road, like onion, ginger and garlic floating on the surface of a boiled pot.

Speaking of the most immediate reaction, everyone is going to leave, and staying and being bombarded is not an option.But inexplicably, they all dragged their feet and couldn't walk. Some people walked back and forth to pick up supplies, and some shuttled back and forth among the crowd to find relatives and friends. In short, there was no large-scale evacuation.

It wasn't until the military repeated the second round of warnings that someone who followed up yelled out their own voices that they couldn't understand.

"Why!"

Yes, why?

As if the anger and unwillingness from the bottom of their hearts were uttered by this sound, the demonstrators stopped their chaotic steps, and their fearful and resentful eyes turned back to where they came from, fixed on the soldiers wearing gas masks.From the initial murmurs to the louder and louder curses, they all couldn't help asking the same questions as that person.

"Why do you leave as soon as you say? Why do you let the bomb go when you say it?"

That person arrived at the scene after the first round of clearing bombing was over, a male college student.He had been following the live broadcast of the demonstration with his roommates in the information room. After watching it for a long time, the picture was suddenly filled with smoke, and he couldn't see what happened at all. Only the broadcast of the police loudspeaker and the sound of explosions were left.

He and his roommates were all stunned. Although they debated whether the infected people would endanger social security, and they still haven't come to a convincing conclusion, let's just talk about the group of people in front of the government building. The demonstrators, who have followed the incident for so long, it is not difficult to understand that the demonstrators are really just relying on it-they have no weapons or take the opportunity to injure or loot, and are truly unarmed.

However, the government disagreed with each other and repeatedly bombed these people.

Before the first tear gas bomb exploded, none of the people sitting behind the computers and TVs would have thought that the government said to clear the scene, and that is really the way to clear the scene.

So he and his roommates, as well as many students in the information room who pretended to be discussing the presentations, but were actually paying attention to the demonstration scene, were stunned. .

It wasn't until a male classmate jumped up and rushed out from the door that the students came back to their senses, completely ignoring the advice of the school security, and arguing with each other.

After a few minutes, everyone heard that the boy who rushed out was from the computer department, a native of City A, had a girlfriend from the foreign language department at the same school, and was an enthusiastic member of social welfare. He had handed in his last paper a few days earlier. , I ran to the demonstration site to support, but never came back.

These students who have been arguing about the actual situation of infected people for days now remembered that although the demonstration this time was caused by the issue of "infected people", most of the demonstrators at the scene at the moment are not those Whether it is dangerous or not has not yet been determined by the infected people themselves, but their ordinary relatives and friends, as well as college students like them who pay attention to the truth of the incident and pursue social justice.

The government bombed the past like this, have you asked why these people came?

At this moment, the students were outraged.

Some of the more active ones immediately took their belongings and rushed to the demonstration site.

The boy who yelled that sound was one of them.

Inspired by his scolding, the demonstrators finally gathered formally again.This time, instead of looking back and forth, they unanimously looked at the "inside" and fixed their sights on the main entrance of the government building and the army guarding in front of it.

"What did we do wrong?"

The aunt who stood at the front was the most daring aunt who lost her daughter.Her hair is now wet to wash off the irritants of the tear gas.

"I just want to see my daughter again. I just want a convincing explanation. What did I do wrong?"

She looked directly at the soldier in front of her and asked, of course, she couldn't get a response when she was in front of the soldier who was performing a mission.

But she didn't think so deeply, she was just an ordinary citizen.

"Did I hit someone?" She asked, with a calm expression she hadn't seen since the start of the demonstration. "Did I steal money? Did I feel sorry for anyone?"

"I have a clear conscience in my life. The one I am most sorry for is my daughter. I blindly believed in you and handed her over to a group of scumbags who have no conscience and disregard human lives!"

As she spoke, a tear fell from the corner of her eye.

After a round of bombing, the greatest uneasiness in her heart surfaced, and she had already noticed that—after so many days of arguing, the government would rather clear the place violently than explain the whereabouts of even one person—her daughter, I am afraid that she has Not in this world anymore.

"——I'm fighting!" she shouted, her loud voice crossed the entire street, and everyone on the outermost perimeter heard her words, "I won't go! I won't give up!"

As soon as this remark was made, the crowd in front and behind applauded, and those in the front row echoed loudly.

This scene, this volume shocked the audience.Many onlookers who hid early after the clearance warning poked their heads out from the nearby flyovers and balconies again, earnestly waiting for the next move of both parties.

The frontline soldiers who faced the demonstrators' anger were also beating their hearts, their voices hidden behind the masks, begging the commander for the next order.

The voice of the second in command, Yi Yao, came from their headphones.

After being caught off guard once, Shen Liang took some soldiers who could walk away, and personally went to entangle Lin San and his men.

"...While the demonstrators are not in formation, push forward with shields." Turning his eyes around, Yi Yao chose the most cautious plan that would not be inactive, "Take your time, try not to have any armed conflict, Non-life threatening, no ammunition of any kind — any,” he emphasized, “any ammunition.”

Obeying the order, the soldiers on the front line lined up, holding a half-human-high shield in front of them with folded hands, and slowly pushed towards me who was facing me.

After the distance between the two sides was reduced to less than two feet, the demonstrators took a step back.

The soldiers' line of defense went one step further.

The demonstrators took another step back.

Yi Yao's judgment was not wrong. Without the attack from their side, the demonstrators were not yet able to take the initiative to attack in the face of the army that was strictly guarded like a mechanical wall.

...But things didn't go as smoothly as he thought.

The demonstrators who had regrouped in the middle of the street after the first bombing, slowly pushed along the road leading directly to the government building until they reached the corner at the end of the T-junction. The demonstrators stopped moving.

It turned out that during this step-by-step retreat, they sought each other's support and courage. They coincidentally held the hands of their left and right companions one by one, and when they reached this position, they did not retreat any longer.

The first-line demonstrators connected to the human chain stood proudly with their chests upright until the transparent shields crumpled the fabric of their fronts.

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