Chapter 1149: Chapter 678: Safe Haven of the Lower Third District
Pitch-black midnight.
On the long street of the Lower Third District, families lit roaring bonfires using iron pots set up one after another.
Amid the darkness and firelight, there was chaos and bloodshed.
Outside the Lower Third District, screams and wails were everywhere.
At this moment, the residents of the Lower Third District were forced onto the streets by the Parentsā Meeting with knives and guns, and those who hadnāt had time to enter the Key of Gate watched as a tide of rats surged out.
Everyone was in a panic, screams echoed continuously.
Suddenly, Xiao San yelled on the street, "Everyone, donāt panic! Listen up, members of the Federation: as soon as the rat tide dares to enter the Lower Third District, open fire on them immediately!"
After speaking, he picked up a walkie-talkie and shouted, "Liu He, where are you? Where are the weapons?"
"Coming, coming!" Liu He led people out of the residential buildings, carrying boxes of ammunition and medical supplies.
The residents were stunned; so much weaponry? Was there going to be a war?!
They never expected the Federation to have such a formidable armed force!
They watched as dozens of boxes of bullets were piled up by the Parentsā Meeting, then distributed to the families.
It wasnāt just the families; when the Lower Third District was reformed, over 40,000 members were recruited from various associations.
Now, the most heinous core members in each association were operating sewing machines, while those who could still be reformed were integrated into the Federation, managing hundreds of associations.
The Parentsā Meeting acted as the brains of hundreds of associations, all at their command.
Thus, the influence of the Parentsā Meeting here in the Lower Third District was not just the 12,000 family members but also over 40,000 association members.
This number is ten times that of the Garrison Forces in City No. 10!
Though the association members werenāt as well-trained as the Garrison Forces, their numbers were daunting.
Originally, the Parentsā Meeting planned to slowly transform these association members into new family members; they just hadnāt had the chance yet.
Xiao San said over the walkie-talkie, "Each association, come and collect weapons, and if I see you bullying civilians, Iāll snap your heads off. Liu He, transport the medical supplies into the Key of Gate, and quickly transfer supplies and water."
The medicine was purchased in batches. After receiving Luo Wanyaās notice, the families, when idle, would go to pharmacies to buy some antibiotics and stock them together.
Half of the arms were confiscated from associations in the Lower Third District, and the other half were purchased in batches from the black market in City No. 10.
The Parentsā Meeting had been methodically accumulating weapons from the black market in preparation for future battles, until the Shadow eliminated the black market...
Honestly, the families were worried at that time, thinking it was like a flood drowning the Dragon King Temple.
At that time, the families had already guessed the headās identity, knowing that the head was the next owner of Qingās Spy Agency, so although the Shadow disrupted their plans, no one said anything.
Now, each family member was equipped with weapons, ready to fight against the rat tide. If they had more time, they would even think of digging a moat between the districts.
Golden Family Member Qing Shuli came beside Xiao San: "After emerging from the ground, the rat tide first attacked the Sixth District and didnāt directly attack us. However, some rats havenāt left and are watching us in the dark, seemingly with some plot... By the way, there arenāt enough weapons; there are only over a thousand automatic rifles, but we have tens of thousands of people."
Xiao San gritted his teeth: "Those without guns use knives, those without knives find a stool and smash it until the rats are dead. The head instructed that we must hold Dragon Scale Road, Union Road, and Riverside Road, even if we die!"
Qing Shuli gave him a deep look: "Donāt worry, Iāll organize."
Xiao San continued, "And those operating sewing machines, you know what to do with them?"
Qing Shuli was momentarily stunned, then said, "Donāt worry, Iāll handle it."
With that, he turned around and commanded families to walk into various buildings, collecting kitchen knives that residents had left at home.
Facing the rat tide is such a āforceā that couldnāt even gather sufficient weapons.
Qing Shuli led more than a dozen people, slowly heading towards Rui Xin Building, where all the heinous prisoners were sewing on sewing machines, folding boxes, to generate income for the Parentsā Meeting through labor reform.
Each prisoner here was involved in murder, either organ harvesting or child trafficking, all so heinous that the Parentsā Meeting didnāt believe they would ever repent.
Qing Shuli loudly said upon entering the building, "Follow me, members of the Parentsā Meeting."
There were originally over a hundred family members acting as guards inside the building, who now followed Qing Shuli like special forces, infiltrating the entire building.
A guard asked, "Golden Family Member, what are we doing?"
"Executing all the prisoners," Qing Shuli coldly replied.
This man, who once ran a small factory in the Outer World Los Angeles, had somehow become what he was now.
The family members responsible for guarding this building were stunned; those prisoners were currently unarmed, yet they were to be executed directly? Reasonable, perhaps, but at least inhumane.
Qing Shuli glanced back at them: "We donāt have time to explain; this is the headās order, donāt be soft-hearted."
Executing the felons was Qing Chenās command.
Just because the Parentsā Meeting might not be able to withstand the rat tide, manpower and firepower couldnāt be wasted on continuing to guard these prisoners.
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