A large group of people surrounded the burning Wooden Stockade, on the verge of tears but unable to cry!
Their living supplies and weapons were all inside. Now that the fire was burning so fiercely, everything had been reduced to ashes. How could they not be heartbroken?
As for whether the Wooden Stockade would cause a forest fire, none of them considered it. All they saw was their own interests.
Of course, Chen Mo, who had set this place ablaze, had considered that. In fact, he had only ignited the place after looking it over. Every Wooden Stockade here had firebreaks, specifically to prevent a fire from spreading through the forest at once.
Moreover, this was a tropical rainforest climate. There was a light rain every three days and a heavy rain every five, and the entire forest was extremely damp. Starting a massive fire here was practically impossible.
Only places where people lived could catch fire so quickly, because the timber there had been felled and used as building material.
There were many people gathered here, young and old. Most were laborers from this Wooden Stockade, the lowest-ranking people. A small number were soldiers from the base.
These soldiers were the usual armed personnel. Naturally, this small group were all seasoned veterans. If they had not been old hands, anyone holding a weapon would have been sent on his way by Chen Mo long ago.
They were the slippery sort. Seeing that Chen Mo was unstoppable and targeted anyone carrying a weapon after charging into the base, they sensed danger. Since there was still a slim chance of survival, they immediately threw away their weapons and lay on the ground, pretending to be dead.
Sure enough, Chen Mo walked past those lying on the ground pretending to be dead