"boom!"
"boom!"
Continuous gunshots rang out, and cries came one after another from nobles and slave owners.
The slaves at the lowest level looked in shock as their masters were dragged out and shot by the soldiers.
After the chained slave realized that what the man said was true, he excitedly removed the chain from his neck.
In the streets and alleys, inside and outside the safe zone.
Soldiers pushing food quickly distributed food to the hungry people.
Those who ransacked their homes, those who dragged them out and executed them.
On the street, the slave owner who was shot dead on the spot was lying on his back.
In front of the porridge stall, a woman carrying a baby on her back cried loudly and shook the man below her:
"Zhigang! Get up! We are free! We will not starve anymore!"
She struggled to break the shackles around the man's neck.
For the first time, there was a glimmer of hope for the future in her eyes.
...
Outside the city, a boy with pus on his hands and feet was overwhelmed and took the steamed buns handed by the soldiers. He timidly lowered his head and put down the garbage in his hands. He was overwhelmed and thanked the soldiers:
"Thank you...Thank you, sir..."
The soldier smiled bitterly and shook his head, handed out the steamed bun and hurried to another crowd.
Before leaving, I only left one sentence:
"If you want to thank me, just thank Mr. Lin An..."
Lin An...?
The boy stood under the mountain of garbage, vaguely remembering the voice that came from the radio just now.
I'm Lin An...
You are free.
[The author has something to say]
It's quite sensitive, so the original version has been deleted.
There are still two chapters left, which will be posted later.

Chapter completed!