Inside a camp tent.
Leng Shao and Shan Ge stared at each other.
"I say, Xiao Leng!"
"Call me Commander."
"Bullshit, Commander or not, it's not important now. I just want to know if you have any good ideas? If you don't have any good ideas, you dare to agree?"
"I say, Xiao Shanzi!"
"Please call me Deputy Commander Tian."
"Tian your mother! You big blockhead, I agreed for face. You should have stopped me! And you even told the commander to watch, you goddamn useless."
"Are you blaming me now?"
"You are the Chief of Staff!"
"I quit."
"Get out, get out right now."
One hothead, one lunatic. Their conversations were always intense. They'd curse each other the moment they disagreed, and could fight at any moment. Most people wouldn't dare get close to them.
However.
Ye Zi Xiao valued these two highly.
Of course.
These two were serious when it mattered.
The entire afternoon, Leng Shao and Shan Ge were plotting in the tent. No one knew what countermeasures they had discussed. But that evening, they entered the refugee camp.
Outside the four city gates of Sun City.
A million refugees were camped in various locations.
Although these refugees lived miserable lives, there were still disparities in wealth. Within each refugee camp, there was a powerful gang. The gang represented the military and controlled order there.
In other words, the four refugee camps were controlled by four major gangs. To get these refugees to do anything, only the gang leaders could achieve it. Therefore, Leng Shao and Shan Ge decided to start with the gang leaders.
At the entrance of the East Gate refugee camp.
More than a dozen gang members held guns. Though they were lethargic, it still served as a checkpoint. If any stranger arrived and wanted to live in the refugee camp, the first thing they had to do was pay protection fees.
A rumbling engine sound.
Three military vehicles drove over.
Before the vehicles had even stopped, ten soldiers leaped out of the rear two vehicles. They were all sturdy young men, armed to the teeth.
They held assault rifles.
Pistols and combat knives were tucked into their belts.
They wore conspicuous bullet belts on their backs.
Grenades were pinned to their chests.
These ten soldiers quickly rushed to the sides of the lead vehicle, turned around in unison with their backs to the lead vehicle, and assumed a highly professional alert posture, exuding an impressive aura.
The driver of the lead vehicle got out.
He respectfully opened the rear door.
Shan Ge, wearing an administrative vest and a stern expression, stepped out of the car. Leng Shao, in a black suit, carried a briefcase and followed him out like an assistant.
"Xiao Leng, have a cigarette!"
Shan Ge extended his hand with full authority.
"Chief, you can't smoke anymore!"
The relatively younger Leng Shao said respectfully yet with a hint of dissatisfaction, "Your doctor said, due to overwork, your kidneys... bah! Your kidneys are not good, and you're not allowed to smoke!"
"Go to hell..."
Shan Ge, disguised as a chief, instinctively cursed, but managed to restrain himself, saying calmly, "I know my body. Stop wasting time and give me one!"
"Alright!"
Leng Shao reluctantly took out the cigarette pack.
It was a special supply, unbranded cigarettes.
Shan Ge took one, lit it, and walked near the dozen gang members guarding the gate. He circled a few times, his arms starting to tremble, his lips quivering slightly.
"Chief, what's wrong?"
Leng Shao stepped forward, asking with great concern.
"War is hard on the people!"
Shan Ge, wearing the administrative vest, took a few puffs of the cigarette and then fiercely threw the half-smoked cigarette to the ground, cursing, "Damn ambitious individuals, why did they start this war? Why?"
"Chief, calm down!"
Leng Shao felt like cursing internally.
Because Shan Ge's acting was too over-the-top.
"Isn't peace good? Isn't stability good? Isn't common development good? War, war, war! It is because of endless war that so many poor souls are displaced and suffering."
"Please continue!"
Leng Shao muttered pitifully.
"We must cherish peace, cherish the people of the world, we must end war, lift the people out of suffering, we must capture the war criminals and tear them to pieces."
"……!"
Leng Shao was completely speechless.
Thus.
Under the strict guard of ten soldiers, the man in the administrative vest and the man in the black suit babbled near the dozen gang members for a long time. At key points, the man in the administrative vest even shed tears.
At the checkpoint.
The dozen gang members were utterly confused!
Although they were involved in gangs, they were all poor people from the bottom. They had never seen such a scene before! Ten soldiers from Long Country, escorting two individuals who clearly appeared to be leaders.
Especially the one in the administrative vest. Although young, his demeanor was truly grand. Even though no one could understand his babbling, it was clear that this important figure cared deeply for the people!
"What's going on?"
"Don't know!"
"What are they trying to do?"
"I'm a little scared!"
The dozen guards were all panicking.
A bald man leading them, after thinking, first put his gun behind his back, then cautiously walked to the entrance, and meekly asked, "Excuse me, what are you here for?"
"Pitiful, heartbroken..."
"You can stop now!"
Shan Ge was about to continue his performance when Leng Shao pinched him. Shan Ge wanted to retaliate but ultimately held back. Facing the bald man opposite, he took out a handkerchief and began wiping his tears.
Leng Shao gathered his courage and walked forward a few steps.
Just as Leng Shao was five steps away from the bald man, a soldier suddenly rushed forward. Without any warning, he directly pressed the muzzle of his assault rifle to the bald man's head.
"You, what are you doing?"
The bald man shivered in fright.
"No approaching. Violators will be shot."
The soldier shouted sternly.
The bald man was bewildered. He thought to himself, I haven't moved. This guy in the suit came over himself. Who the hell are these people? They dare to shoot for approaching?
Da-da-da-da-da...
The gun fired for no reason.
The shouting soldier fired a burst into the air, then aimed his gun at the bald man's head again, shouting, "Fall back, retreat now, or I'll shoot you dead."
"Okay, okay, okay!"
The bald man, scared, retreated several steps.
"You scoundrel!"
Shan Ge suddenly lunged forward, kicked the soldier in the backside, and roared, "Your gun is to protect civilians, not to intimidate them! We must cherish civilians, understand?"
"Huh? Oh, yes!"
The soldier lowered his gun dazedly.
"You're going a bit too far too!"
Shan Ge pulled the soldier behind him.
By this time, there were no longer just a dozen people at the checkpoint; there were over a hundred. Roughly half were gang members, and the rest were nearby refugees.
"Excuse me, what is your business?"
The bald man, forcing himself, asked respectfully.
"Cough, cough, cough!"
Leng Shao cleared his throat, raised his head high, and said loudly, "This chief is a special envoy personally sent by the Protectorate of the Capital of Long Country. He is here to save you."
Shan Ge clasped his hands behind his back.
He nodded slightly with great authority.
"Special envoy?"
"From the Protectorate of Long Country?"
"What does a special envoy do?"
"Don't know, but he must be awesome!"
"Yeah, I'm getting nervous!"
Everyone inside the gate started muttering.
For these poor people, they truly didn't know the rank of a special envoy. But hearing he was sent by the Protectorate of Long Country and seeing his demeanor, they assumed he was a super official.
"You've truly suffered!"
Shan Ge suddenly strode forward.
He grasped the bald man's hand.