China Capital Theater.
Lin Zhan stood upright in front of the podium in the hall and spoke slowly:
"Four hours and 59 minutes later! All awakened people will release information in a unified manner. Everyone must pay attention to the content of the information and make no mistakes!"
"This is the first time that the capital has released information to the outside world. We want all survivors in China to know!"
"We're still here!"
"China still has a unified political power!"
"The country has not abandoned anyone!"
Spacious hall with bright lights.
Thousands of awakened people responsible for sending messages have solemn expressions and resolute eyes.
"yes!"
They shouted in unison and saluted in unison.
"We will make sure we get the job done!"
These 6,000 awakened people are all selected by the military. Each one has undergone repeated political review to ensure that they have a clean background and are loyal to the country.
After being summoned all night long, everyone stayed up all night and recited the first message released just three hours ago.
The purpose is to ensure that all survivors can see the information accurately and clearly in the massive chat messages.
.......
Nie Ping stood on the other side. After the [Capital Speech] was released, he was responsible for continuing to release information about the capital, specific measures and attitudes towards Lin'an and Long'an bases.
The same 6,000 awakened people ensure that the information will not be covered up by messages that flood the screen.
only...
He sighed softly, his eyes complex.
He had read the report Lin Zhan gave him.
If Lin An is really the person in the report, then it is indeed worthy of vigilance.
However, everything is still just speculation...
The content of the release information given by the superior three hours ago was actually a bit unreasonable.
To a certain extent, it smells of coercion and temptation.
He also figured out some of Lin Zhan's thoughts.
As long as Lin An cooperates and hands over the safe zone token, as long as he is not the person in the report.
The country is still willing to "praise" him and make him a new star in China, and his status will never be lowered.
Military rank, materials, wealth, power...
As long as Lin An cooperates, these things will be given as long as they are needed.
After all, as the first player to establish a safe zone.
Unless necessary, China will not slap itself in the face and regard the number one in its war zone as its enemy.
Regardless of whether Lin An was lucky or not, he accomplished the task by chance.
Or maybe with the help of a certain military region, they were just pushed out and used as puppets.
At least the name of the first safe zone is worthy of the country's attention.
Nie Ping clicked on the chat channel, and dense information poured down like a waterfall.
Although sending messages requires energy, there are too many survivors who can't bear it.
In addition, since it has just been opened, few people can resist the desire to send messages.
Many people even survive alone or are trapped somewhere.
The chat channel is their only hope for help.
"Chinese War Zone Chat Channel: [When sending a message, the player information, level, rank, specific war zone and safe zone will be marked. This information cannot be hidden or forged]"
"East China Theater-Zhang Ya: Save! Zhuzhou Fuyuan Road Primary School! 171 people!"
On Fuyuan Road, Zhuzhou City, a young woman looked out the window at the densely packed corpses with a pale face.
The amphitheater where the vocal music class was originally held was crowded with children. These children looked at their teacher timidly and did not dare to make a sound.
Why...no one replied to the message!
Zhang Ya tightly grasped the security window in front of her with both hands, supporting her weak body.
They were trapped here after the apocalypse broke out. If it weren't for the nutritious lunches prepared for the children on the fourth floor, they wouldn't be able to survive now.
No troops, no survivors, no hope.
She hurriedly sent the message as soon as the chat channel was opened.
She was already weak due to lack of food, and a few words almost cost her half of her life.
However, the messages that were sent out were like sinking into the sea, and they were instantly submerged under the tens of millions of messages that were sent out at the same time...
Hope broken.
In desperation, she smiled miserably and looked back at the confused children.
A few seconds later, she trembled again and typed a few words slowly.
“Zhuzhou Fuyuan, children”
As soon as the six words were sent out, they were pushed out of the chat box without anyone noticing.
"Plop."
The fingers that gripped the iron rod weakly loosened.
"teacher!"
"Teacher Zhang!"
The children's panicked cries sounded, causing the corpses outside the window to stir.
...
"South China War Zone-Cao Yi: Looking for father Cao Jin, my daughter is..."
On the second floor of China Resources Supermarket, a girl in a white dress knelt on the ground. Just a few words almost drained her dry.
The hunger in my stomach cramped, and my eyesight turned black.
If she types a few more words, I'm afraid the system will completely drain her life force.
"Brother Huang...please give me some more food and let me finish these words..."
The girl's eyes were wet, and she begged the awakener in front of her.
Before the chat channel announcement came out, she found the boss of the survivors here, begged him to give her some food, and then found her lost father through the message.
I thought that the food exchanged for agreeing to sleep with them would send a message.
But she didn't expect that her physical strength was not enough to utter a complete sentence.
The man known as Brother Huang glanced at her contemptuously, and then pressed the cigarette butt on her body to extinguish it.
The girl couldn't even moan in pain.
"Bitch, it would be nice if I could give you some food and send you a message."
"Want to find your father? Those few words won't eat a lot from me?"
Brother Huang turned to look at his subordinates, shouted and waved:
"Come on, come on, let me send you a message together."
"I finally figured it out. It's useless to send messages when there are few people."
Several men holding steel rods bent down and asked Brother Huang:
"Brother, what are we talking about?"
To be continued...