Opportunity

Night passed quickly, and the distant sky began to lighten with the first light of dawn.

Everything proceeded smoothly and without anyone noticing the undercurrents beneath the surface.

Before dawn, the Forward Base was already bustling with activity.

After the secluded elevators operated non-stop, the number of people returning to the surface approached ten million overnight.

With such a large number of people, it would be almost impossible to control the volume.

The hundreds of supply distribution posts at the Forward Base were bustling with activity, rivaling even the morning market in size.

With so many people, if anything goes wrong, it won't be easy to quell the situation.

Fortunately, the Coordination Committee had taken this into account.

In times of chaos, harsh measures are necessary.

The Coordination Committee held a meeting and decided that any troublemakers who cause disturbances during the return-to-ground work should not be reported, and on-duty soldiers have the right to shoot them on the spot.

To exaggerate a bit, if a soldier were truly unhappy, he could pull the trigger and unleash a whole magazine of bullets without facing any punishment.

With this provision in place, the armed forces' deterrent power over the public is quite exaggerated.

Even if some members of the public feel they have been wronged, they only dare to complain quietly and do not dare to argue with the person involved.

Even so, more than a thousand people were still shot dead on the spot throughout the night.

The bodies were wrapped in body bags and displayed in a row next to the passageway of the civil defense project to intimidate people who had just come out.

The smell of blood and disinfectant mingled together, so strong that people couldn't help but cover their noses.

Even the most unruly person would have to restrain their temper when faced with such merciless brutality.

It is worth mentioning that, under such high pressure from the armed forces, the vast majority of the people gave up applying to move into the residential area of Forward Base.

There's no way around it; nobody wants to be in a place where lives can be taken so easily.

Even though those so-called settlements were unfamiliar to them and fraught with great risk, they were still easier than staying in the Forward Base.

Many people chose to leave after receiving their share of the supplies.

This has resulted in the Forward Base's residential area not being fully occupied even now.

All told, less than half of the prefabricated houses in the residential area are occupied.

Moreover, the entire residential area covers a considerable area, and with the dense population, it would probably take at least an hour to cross it.

However, this large area was filled with drones equipped with long-range weapons, like a dense swarm of bees wandering overhead.

A rough estimate puts the number at least in the tens of thousands.

The formidable military force ensured the stability of the residential area and further discouraged people from living there.

"How many did you poop this time?"

Outside the Forward Base, the man with the Big Tattoo Arm saw Zheng Yongliang, who was all alone, and took the initiative to walk over and ask him what was wrong.

Zheng Yongliang pursed his lips and explained, "I approached a few people, but none of them wanted to come along."

At the exit of the supplies distribution point, people were continuously emerging.

Along the roadside, many people were waiting, and they would immediately go up to talk to anyone who came out.

Without a doubt, Zheng Yongliang and his group were not the only ones recruiting people; in fact, it was clear that the White Robe Mona Warrior was not the only one developing a puppet army.

Even Big Tattoo Arm and Zheng Yongliang knew exactly how many people had been drawn into joining the Mona people's side.

"Don't play dumb with me. You think you can hide your little schemes from me? I've already brought back six groups of people, and you haven't brought back a single one. Are you trying to snitch on me?"

The man with the Big Tattoo Arm glared at him menacingly, lowering his voice to threaten, "Let me tell you, if you dare to have any disloyal thoughts, I'll be the first to deal with you."

Zheng Yongliang shuddered in fright.

To be honest, he didn't really have the guts to report it.

But asking him to abandon his human perspective and work for the Mona people was something he simply couldn't get over in his heart.

He has always been a very ordinary person.

It's not really bad, but it's not really that good either.

"Let me make this clear from the start: of all the men in our group, you weren't the only one who didn't make it back. I'm taking this group back and reporting to the higher-ups. If they blame me, don't blame me if you die."

The Big Tattoo Arm glared at Zheng Yongliang, clearly worried that Zheng Yongliang's lackluster performance would affect the White Robe Mona Warrior's opinion of them.

He still hoped that the esteemed person would entrust him with important responsibilities.

"Really? So that young man wasn't truly loyal to the Lord."

The White Robe Mona Warrior shook his head with amusement.

The man with the Big Tattoo Arm nodded vigorously and said obsequiously, "Sir, just give the order, and I'll take care of that brat immediately. I won't let such an unexpected factor affect your grand plan."

The White Robe Mona Warrior couldn't hold back his laughter any longer.

After laughing enough, he gently stroked the Big Tattoo Arm, as if petting a pet, and said, "I see, you were never meant to be human."

"Yes, sir, you are absolutely right."

"You just need an opportunity."

"You have a discerning eye, sir." The man with the Big Tattoo Arm slapped his thigh, his face beaming with excitement.

"There's something I need you to do."

"I'd go through fire and water for you, my lord!"

"Take men and take down the Forward Base for me."

"Ah?"

The Big Tattoo Arm froze on the spot, seriously doubting that he had misheard.

Take down the Forward Base? Me?

It's important to understand that this even excludes the personnel from the City Direct Military or the field operations department of the Sidou campus who are stationed there.

The entire Forward Base has more than three brigades of armed forces responsible for maintaining stability, and they are also equipped with heavy firepower.

From the moment the machine gun was developed, the human wave tactic became meaningless.

Not to mention that at present, the performance of weapons has already become much more powerful.

It is no exaggeration to say that even if all the people who have returned to the ground were to riot, it would only be a matter of time before they were all slaughtered. They would not even have a chance to escape, as the swarms of drones hovering in the sky would pick them off one by one.

"Don't worry, I wouldn't want to send a loyal subordinate like you to your death. I'll gather ten thousand men for you, and you'll all storm the Forward Base together. At the same time, distribute the handwritten leaflets. Just write the content of the leaflets as described above."

The White Robe Mona Warrior handed him a standard template speech, the content of which was similar to what he had said that night.

He patted the Big Tattoo Arm to comfort him, then added, "Don't worry, the Lord will provide you with the necessary help. Humanity's outdated weapons are nothing but firewood before the Lord's great power."

The Big Tattoo Arm couldn't maintain the fawning expression on their face, making them look particularly unsightly.

He's not stupid.

What do you mean, that God will help him?

Whether it will be helpful or not is another matter; what if it's just a pie in the sky?

After all, this action seemed to be using their lives to incite more public discontent against the city council.