Standing next to Atuka indifferently, Fan turned around and looked at the crowd.
"I know there are many people with his character.
Yes, you are a group of unruly fanatics, but it doesn't matter.
We are here today.
If anyone still wants to show themselves, come forward.
No matter how many people there are, I will stay with you until the end.”
The loud cold words were mixed with suppressed anger.
It was not easy to escape Huma, but there were so many twists and turns.
With Fan's ability to control emotions, he almost couldn't help but explode.
The prisoners looked at each other in silence.
It was obvious to all that Van was powerful.
Even an eighth-level imperial warrior like Atuka could be defeated so easily.
If it were them, the result would be worse.
"I don't know how much time you have to waste.
I only know that more and more troops are gathering outside this gate.
Being unruly may be your proud personality, but now I hope you understand the importance. .
You can do whatever you want, but don’t do anything to me.
What impact does it have?
One thing you need to know is that my desire to escape is stronger than all of you, and my patience is extremely limited."
Even in the face of hundreds of prisoners, Fan's tone remained the same.
There was no trace of weakness.
He knew very well that the only way to control these madmen was to be more ruthless than them. call out The shining light of the lightsaber cut through the silence, as if to prove his determination, Atuka's head flew high over the crowd.
"You only live once, I'm not threatening you."
Van casually inserted the hilt of the lightsaber back into the bewildered prisoner's hand.
The crowd fell silent.
What Fan did was unexpected.
After all, Atuka was considered a member of Huma.
What Fan did undoubtedly proved his firm determination.
Who dares to stand in his way.
He kills anyone The blood and brutality finally suppressed the rising arrogance of the prisoners.
Everyone understood that this man was establishing order through this method, and those who disobeyed were prepared to face blood and death.
"Now, I ask for the last time, is there anyone who is good at piloting a machine gun?"
After a moment of silence.
Someone finally came out, and Fan's deterrence finally worked.
"I can.
What I was good at before I got caught was handling heavy weapons."
"I will too."
"And me."
Several people came out in succession.
"Okay."
Fan nodded, "Go and pilot the cannon.
Your role will be reflected soon."
"Secondly, I need a cyborg with bug beetle abilities."
A dozen people squeezed through the crowd and came out.
Fan narrowed his eyes at this number.
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He knew that this was definitely not the real number of people.
More people were still waiting and watching, but this did not affect his plan.
A dozen people were barely enough.
"The last one is the perception department.
Is there anyone who is good at perception?"
This time there were fewer people walking out, less than ten people.
Jing Fan sneered silently at this situation, there is no shortage of smart people in the world, but more people are so smart that they are misled by their smartness.
He will soon make those who wait and see regret it.
"Rector, bring your people over here."
A small combat meeting ended quickly, and the other prisoners who were far away could not hear any of Van's plans.
So when these dozens of people gathered together confidently, they suddenly felt abandoned as they watched.
Brahman, who had just established the order, seemed to just throw them aside without any basic instructions.
Comparing the fighting expressions of these people who walked out, they suddenly felt as if they had missed something.
"Boom boom boom"
The manic gunfire of the machine gun suddenly sounded without any warning, and the dazzling explosion blew a hole in the heavy door in a few short seconds.
"Let's go!"
Fan yelled loudly.
The dozens of people standing at the front jumped out like lightning.
Just as these dozens of people left, the silent cannon roared crazily again.
The overwhelming explosion shook people's eardrums to the point of bursting.
The gray smoke began to spread, and the continuous artillery fire lasted for half a minute.
The huge prison door was finally completely exploded and the artillery suddenly stopped.
"Come on, what are you waiting for?"
Someone in the crowd of people watching suddenly shouted.
The prisoners who were reminded rushed out like the wind.
They really did not dare to wait any longer.
Those who escaped first were obviously safer, otherwise What is the significance of Fan's plan?
Watching the crowds of people crazily squeezing out of the cell door, Fan squatting on the roof of a machine gun warehouse smiled coldly and said, "Run, the faster the better."
Then he held down the headset and said, "Find which direction is the most defensive."
Is it weak?"
"The southwest and southern districts have the weakest city defenses, but I don't recommend you take this route."
Shields paused for a moment, "because Origi recently took over there."
"Since the city defense there is the weakest, it doesn't make sense who takes over."
Fan replied calmly.
Shield suddenly sighed, "Forget it if you don't understand.
I'll let Kane try to see if he can hold Oric back."
At this time, the last prisoner successfully broke out of the prison.
Looking at the swarming crowd like headless flies, Fan's face was cold.
He patted the roof of the warehouse under his feet and said, "Shoot with all your strength in the direction of one o'clock.
Don't let anyone in."
Pass there."
Then the artillery fire was fired instantly, and the continuous fire network formed by the three machine guns destroyed everything in the one o'clock direction, including the prisoners who fled in a hurry or the Huma soldiers who came over.
He was not a saint, just a mortal struggling to live.
He never thought of saving everyone, and it was impossible for him to save everyone.
More importantly, these people were not worthy of his saving.
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He was causing carnage again, further deviating from his original pursuit.
Human nature is evil, and he is becoming more and more inclined to this.
He once felt angry for the meaningless massacre of civilians, until he was almost eaten by the "poor" civilians he saved.
He also felt guilty and painful for killing his own people, Until he was innocently involved in killings again and again.
He once thought that the world of mortals only had the pain of being oppressed by transformed humans, but reality told him that on the dark side of human nature, the weak are often more terrifying than the strong.
Transformed humans massacre mortals, while mortals kill themselves.
He originally thought that he was kind and insisted on the so-called last bit of conscience, but the cruel scene in the wasteland that Akhdoom reminded him of, and the process of him devouring the lurker, destroyed his last bit of persistence.
Crush.
There is no need to persevere.
As long as it is to survive, human beings can do anything.
Conscience and the bottom line are just a hypocritical barrier.
People who have not experienced struggle think it is indestructible, and people who have experienced pain just pretend it does not exist.
People deceive themselves and others.
People can always think of thousands of reasons to relieve themselves in an instant, but it is difficult to truly criticize themselves.
In such a chaotic world without restraint, human nature is not as pure as animal nature.
So when Fan suddenly looked back, in his known memory, he seemed to have turned around inexplicably.
After a long escape, he returned to the starting point.
He goes on the run for senseless killing, and ultimately returns to killing in a ridiculous way.
But now he can no longer remember why he fled in the first place.
What he wanted to prove to the world turned out to be nothing more than a passionate fantasy.
At that time, he was too young and thought that the world was free of black people.
Just white.
But now he understands that the world will always be gray, and everyone is right and everyone is wrong.
He can never prove anything to the world, because this world never belongs to anyone.
The shout of "The bullet is empty" finally brought him back to reality.
Looking at the ruins to the southwest, Fan couldn't help but reflect on himself.
He was actually lost in thought at such a juncture.
At this time, the prisoners outside the prison had already mingled with Huma's soldiers, and there were battles taking place everywhere.
Only the southwest direction, which was always covered by artillery fire, was empty.
So he jumped off the roof of the warehouse, followed by three machine gunners.
When they finally walked out of the prison last, they were met by Zi Tong's group who had left quickly early in the morning.
They didn't go far at all, pretending to leave was just part of Fan's plan, in order to make other prisoners eager to escape.
These people who left early in the morning were never far away from the prison, but were found immediately by the artillery fire that followed.
The hiding place is perfectly protected by warriors who are good at defense.
The deceived prisoners successfully attracted firepower for them, and then continued to bombard the northwest direction, forcing the prisoners and soldiers to stay away from this originally safest direction.
But now, this safest direction is empty.
"It's time to leave."
Van gave his next order.
A shout of "Wait a minute" sounded at this moment, and when Fan turned around, Zi Tong's exclamation sounded at the same time.
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