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Chapter 1866 The Destiny of Billions

Long'an Underground Core.

In the node core, which only core members were eligible to enter, the team members' faces were illuminated by a faint blue light, and everyone looked nervous.

In the small core conference room, six stacks of list information, as tall as one person, were neatly stacked in front of Lin An.

Different from the hustle and bustle outside the core, a large number of material personnel are taking Lin An's will as the highest order, and everyone is preparing for the next war with high fighting spirit.

At this moment, even Zhang Tie, who had just woken up, was sitting next to Lin An like a primary school student.

"Wow"

Seeing Lin An calmly flipping through the information in his hand, Xiong Hanzi couldn't help but swallow dryly and carefully observed Lin An's expression.

There is no particular reason.

He can figure out what the lists in Lin An's hands represent purely based on his brain.

This is one serving.

Death list.

I don't know how long it took, maybe half an hour.

Under the anxious gazes of Gao Tian and others, Lin An slowly put down the last piece of information in his hand and spoke softly.

"So, in the Huaxia War Zone alone, there are more than 443 forces that are our enemies. About 600 organizations supported by escapees have launched attacks on us."

"Except for the three provinces of Linjiang, which are within our control, the entire Chinese theater is almost considered our enemy?"

"Ah"

A chuckle of unknown meaning.

Lin An tapped his fingertips on the table, feeling that the reality was far more ridiculous than he imagined.

Since he disappeared, he, no, it should be said that the whole of Long'an has become a street rat. Under the propaganda of agents supported by a large number of escapees, hundreds of safe zone forces who have taken refuge in Long'an have also followed suit.

Pick him up.

Even in the Long'an sub-bases established in the Qinghai and Yunnan war zones, many Long'an awakeners were instigated to betray them, directly occupying the built bases and establishing themselves as kings.

Statistics alone show that there are at least about 30 third-level awakened people in the Chinese War Zone who have had Long An's blood on their hands.

If you add in the thousands of faiths and religions established by the escapees, probably more than half of the population can be counted as enemies.

The brainwashing ability of the fugitives is extremely strong, like cancer, and a large number of fanatic believers have flooded the entire China, or in other words, the world in the past six months.

For Lin An, he could think with his toes that if he gathers faith without solving these problems, the end will be extremely miserable!

Chaos! Almost unsolvable chaos.

"Yes, Lord Lin An"

Sitting in the corner of the conference room, Zhang Yong smiled bitterly and spoke in a low voice.

As it was his first time to participate in an internal meeting of Long An, he naturally knew that every word he said might be heard by Lin An and even affect the whole world.

Be careful with your words.

"During your absence, many forces have begun to expand externally."

"Because although the sea monster disaster was solved by you, it was not like this in the fugitive propaganda. A large number of coastal survivors were forced to flee, and then were deceived and absorbed by various forces. They were unable to feed these people, so they simply paid attention

It hit us on the head."

"Didn't you make a rescue plan before you left? We have psychic crops and exchange resources with major forces to establish a disaster relief center to prevent survivors from killing each other."

"This is a matter of mutual benefit and mutual help, and we even pay more."

"but"

After hesitating for a moment, Zhang Yong's brain was working rapidly, trying to describe the facts from an objective perspective as much as possible.

"But under the brainwashing of those cults, many survivors believed that the food and supplies were originally theirs. It was you who occupied these resources, causing them to have no food to eat."

"Killing our transport personnel and attacking supply points is what they call jihad."

"Under the leadership of Tier 4 controlled by the fugitives, many private forces have also joined in. Even many of them have received our help before."

"They also need an excuse."

After a brief pause, Zhang Yong sighed softly as he spoke, lowering his head and not daring to look at Lin An.

In fact, he said it very tactfully, and they did not "dare" let Lin An see many event records and pictures.

At the height of the chaos, more than tens of thousands of Long'an awakeners were attacked and killed in the branch.

After the resources and food that Long An originally transported to the disaster area were robbed, those fanatical believers claimed that these were gifts from gods.

No one was grateful to Long An, no one stood up and spoke, and no one was grateful to Team Lin.

All Long An's awakened beings who were captured and captured were all treated as lackeys of the demon Lin An by those fanatical believers. The men were tortured and sacrificed, and women, even the elite third-level awakened ones, were given to believers by the so-called gods in public.

Wheel, share food.

To this day, the naked bodies of these soldiers can still be seen outside many gathering places.

Just like displaying trophies, when Zhang Yong led his troops to rescue for the first time, he was completely angered by the tragic scene.

Their people were impaled on high wooden stakes like meat skewers, with their lower bodies penetrated and passed out of their mouths. Many of the tenacious third-order people still had a breath left. After they were rescued, please

Zhang Yong killed himself with his own hands.

Among them, the most disgusting incident, which caused the entire Long An to issue indiscriminate bombing orders, was that several early third-level members of Long An were captured by design.

They were several talented third-level women who were students of Linjiang College before the end.

They have been performing tasks around Long'an for a long time, and their level of vigilance is much lower than that of survivors in the outside world. In other words, they have never thought about how dark human nature can be.

After receiving a distress message from a coastal safety zone, the entire team hurriedly rushed to try to rescue a group of survivors who had escaped at a high level, leaving only a group of old, weak, sick and disabled survivors.

The outcome is obvious.

When they arrived, they found that there were no mutants at all. Behind these old, weak, sick and disabled people was basically a trap set by several private forces working together with the fugitives.

After being captured, the "old people and children" they wanted to rescue climbed on top of them.

When another Long An team arrived, they only found the ones that had been torn off and bitten alive.

It was also after that incident that Long An unanimously decided to give up rescuing any survivors and chose to shrink its strength, waiting for Lin An's return.

Of course, because Long An completely chose to close himself off and not receive any help, the forces controlled by those who escaped also had more excuses to attack Long An, and even Lin An.

Under a large amount of brainwashing propaganda, Long An has become the "public enemy" of the survivors in the entire Chinese war zone.

If according to Lin An's previous standards.

these people.

They all deserve to die.

"Team Lin"

In the depressing atmosphere, Zhang Tie lowered his head guiltily and did not dare to look into Lin An's eyes.

"I'm sorry, it's because we don't have the ability. We really can't prove ourselves. We can't make good use of the fragments of rules you left behind."

"It's not like we didn't follow your request and use those fragments to attract some third-level people to join us, so that we won't let the escapees deceive everyone."

"But there are too many traitors. After those bastards defrauded the fragments, they thought we must have more good things. After they became the fourth level, they joined forces with those cults to attack us!"

"That's why we didn't dare to give away any fragments from behind."

Total defeat.

When Long An still has a bottom line and too many concerns, he is no match for the fugitives, whether in public opinion or in war.

Just like good people deserve to die, it is far easier to inspire animal nature than to awaken human nature.

In just half a year, Lin An's strong deterrence was completely destroyed.

Believe Lin An? Then why not believe in the gods who can really give them instant power?

Join Long An? Then why not join a private force or a sect that has no restrictions?

Why fight zombie mutants?

Just grab Long An directly.

Amid this distortion deliberately induced by the fugitives, the current Chinese war zone is no longer what it was when Lin An was there.

Like a child who has done something wrong, Zhang Tie clenched his fists tightly, and his bear eyes couldn't help but look carefully at Lin An's expressionless profile.

If we follow what Team Lin said at the conference.

Then in a week, there will be a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and more than half of the population will be cleared away.

Otherwise, he really can't think of any other way to solve the current predicament.

The ideas spread by the fugitives, or the stubborn diseases rooted in human history for thousands of years, cannot be solved by anyone at all.

Maybe, only

"So, what do you think?"

Calmly raised his head, Lin An asked softly to everyone present. The voice was very soft, but everyone's hearts were suddenly shocked.

It is as if their answers will determine the "fate" of hundreds of millions of people.




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