C3313 a pot of porridge in a mess (1/2)
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 …”