What Is a Refugee?

Suika kicked him back into the crowd.

"Who are you!" Sensing something was wrong, Hill tried to back away and use the crowd to shield himself, but he was too weak from the blow to his chest, and the people around him moved away as he retreated.

Suika lightly leaped in front of the other person, looked at the terrified and bewildered expression on their face, and sneered. Then, she stomped down hard, and with a crunch and a scream, Hill's left foot was crushed into a pulp by Suika.

"Help... help... ah!"

The girl wore a smile, but in Hill's eyes, she was like a demon.

He looked at the Stormtroopers Team, who were also stunned after discovering the situation not far away, and wanted to ask the enemy for help, but before he could finish speaking, Suika stomped on his right foot and crushed it.

By this time, almost all of his men had fled.

From the very beginning, Suika has practically made it clear that she is a highly skilled Originium Arts user with an extremely Suika nature. Even soldiers, armed with crossbows and melee weapons, are no match for her in this situation.

So when they saw Suika land and blast a vehicle, fly through the air and twist and kill one of her superiors, and then turn her attention to another, they decisively chose to run away.

Triangle and the others cautiously approached and saw Suika, like a naughty and wicked little child, trampling Hill's limbs into a pulp as if torturing a small animal.

They couldn't help but swallow hard, and before the leader could speak Suika looked at him.

"You're from the Stormtroopers, right? I saw your captain and his comrades being surrounded and killed by rebels over on the other side of the city. Instead of worrying about this bastard's life or death, you should go and save them."

Suika wasn't lying to most people.

On her way here, as she wandered into the other side of the factory area, she saw Horn and two of his men fighting a guerrilla war against a group of Deep Pool people.

Upon hearing Suika's words, the group paused for a second. Although they didn't know each other, this girl had managed to identify them right away.

Since she knew their identities, what she said might be true. They had only stopped Hill to ask what had happened in the city and whether he wanted to desert, but they didn't expect her to attack without saying a word.

Although it's still unclear why the enemy attacked them, they had no desire to stay any longer after learning about their captain's situation.

After thanking Suika, the leader of the group, Triangle, walked to an empty car not far away, and then the group drove towards the direction of the Horn.

Only after the Stormtroopers had moved away did Suika look at Hill again.

"Kill me..." Although she didn't know why the other party was torturing her, Hill knew she wouldn't survive the day after the Stormtroopers left.

Suika snorted coldly at this.

"Killing you? Is it really that easy..."

You're also Tara people, right? But for your own selfish reasons, you caused heavy casualties among the local Tara people, and even turned them into Infected...

Are you even human?

Hearing Suika's words, a smile spread across Hill's face.

"You don't understand, everything I did was for Tara..."

Before he could finish speaking, Suika kicked him in the chin, instantly breaking his jaw and rendering Hill speechless.

After kicking her opponent so hard that his penis retracted into his abdomen, she originally intended to finish him off with a final blow, but as she made her move, she noticed a fleeting glint of joy in Hill's eyes.

She stopped abruptly.

"Looking like you, you won't live much longer. Killing you like this is too easy. Die in pain and remorse!"

After saying that, he turned and left the street, ignoring Hill's desperate and shocked gaze.

Feeling the blood flowing out of his body through his limbs, his torso growing colder and colder, he thought of Suika's disdainful and disgusted look just now.

Looking back on his actions during this period, he couldn't help but feel a sense of emptiness.

Did I really do the right thing? Will all of this really make the Tara people strong again...?

He didn't know, and didn't have time to know, that he had stopped breathing due to excessive blood loss.

After dealing with Hill, Suika headed in the direction of Outcast and his group.

At that moment, Outcast was standing at the intersection of a street with Shanghai.

A puppet and a revolver pinned the man from Deep Pool to the other side of the street corner.

It wasn't that no one had considered charging out under fire, since the number of revolvers was limited; but whenever there were too many people, Shanghai would go all out.

Her high-speed charge is no slower than a bullet.

It can also be used for aiming while turning.

After she strung the people who rushed out of the Deep Pool into a string like candied hawthorns, they gave up their plan to continue occupying the street.

"Phew, finally I can relax a bit. Suika's been so slow, my old bones are about to fall apart..."

Outcast let out a breath and looked at Suika was flying down beside him.

"How's it going on your end? Is it all cleaned up?"

Suika pointed to the sky. "I destroyed all the howitzers. As for those soldiers, since they like making others Infected, I've made them all Infected."

Chapter 572 What is a Refugee?

What's the next step?

Suika looked at Outcast.

The other party calculated the time and then asked the others.

Oliver stated that all operators had regrouped and evacuated to a safe area.

"Then let's retreat... and rendezvous at the designated location."

After saying that, Outcast put away his revolver.

With Suika hand, Shanghai returned to her head, and the two decisively withdrew from the combat zone.

Upon arriving at the target location, Suika frowned slightly as she looked at the Tara refugees who had followed the operators out of the area.

"There are too many people. Is Rhodes Island sure it can accommodate so many?"

Outcast ruffled her hair.

"Don't worry, Rhodes Island has special arrangements for this situation."

Rhodes Island certainly couldn't handle such a large influx of refugees, and Victoria wouldn't allow so many refugees to join an overseas organization.

Therefore, we will cooperate with the authorities to designate a special shelter in the safe zone to resettle these refugees.

The Infected among them will be provided with medication temporarily by Rhodes Island, and Rhodes Island will continue to provide them with affordable Inhibitor to ensure Infected basic living needs.

After listening, Suika nodded in understanding.

There are nearly a thousand refugees here, many of whom are injured or sick.

They were mostly survivors of the bombing.

After being rescued by Rhodes Island, these people were unwilling to stay in Little Hill County and withdrew with the Rhodes Island personnel.

Currently, Oliver and his team only have enough medication to barely support the use of the seriously wounded.

With so many people, let alone anything else, even basic necessities like eating, drinking, and relieving oneself would be a huge problem.

Besides, Suika didn't think the people of Deep Pool would so easily let so many people leave.

But since I'm here, I don't need to worry about food.

But she didn't intend to remain a supply officer forever.

After discussing it with Outcast, we called Oliver, since many people need a lot of resources, and the current size of Rhodes Island's squad is severely insufficient to supply them.

So Oliver was sent to the nearest office to contact the Rhodes Island main ship and bring back supplies for emergency relief.

"I can help with the food, but it can't be delayed for too long."

Seeing the worried look on the face of the refugee group Suika spoke up.

"How long?"

How long will it take you?

"Oliver should be back with the supplies in a week."

After considering it for a moment, outcast said...

Suika pulled her aside and explained her abilities. After listening, Outcast's eyes were filled with surprise. If she had this ability, the refugee team would indeed not have to worry about food.

But she soon said

"Just make sure there's enough food to feed three hundred people."

"Why?" Suika asked, puzzled. If they could ensure everyone was full, why deliberately skimp on the food?

"Because these are refugees..."

Although I hate to admit it, well-fed refugees are too uncontrollable, and we don't have enough armed personnel to maintain order.

"If there are members of that mysterious force among so many people, and they take advantage of the chaos or cause a disturbance at night, we won't be able to stop them at all."

outcast exclaimed.

She knew perfectly well that if the refugees were well-fed, the procession could move much faster.

However, there are too many uncertainties surrounding this refugee group, and the armed forces of the operators under their command are even struggling to protect themselves in the face of such a large number of people.

So she had no choice but to make this decision... to leave everyone hungry, but not too hungry either.

In this situation, staying with the group ensures food, while leaving the group means uncertainty in the wilderness, preventing the group from splitting up.

If food is not guaranteed, these people will focus their attention on finding food along the way and will not have the mind to do anything else.

This allows outcasts to stabilize the team.

After all, she didn't want to make an example of them; the best option was to let these refugees get through the most difficult period safely and settle down smoothly.

After Oliver left, Outcast led the refugee group northeastward.

At noon, after releasing enough food for three hundred people Suika quietly stepped aside.

The refugee group was thrown into disarray by the food, as it was obvious to anyone with eyes that there wasn't enough to feed everyone.

Some young men were eager to join in.

Outcast coldly surveyed the crowd before drawing his pistol.

"Indeed, our food supply is limited, but I can guarantee that as long as I am here, everyone will have something to eat."

If anyone objects, please leave. I can leave you a day's worth of rations; otherwise, you must obey my orders.

Upon hearing outcast's words, everyone fell silent, and no one stepped forward; instead, they tacitly accepted outcast's proposal.

"Okay, then all the food will be divided equally, ensuring that everyone has a bite to eat."

I won't take sides, but I hope no one causes trouble, otherwise my pistol won't discriminate.

After outcast finished speaking, he gestured for the Paper Shredder to cut up the food.

Suika plucked a blade of grass and tucked it into her mouth, standing behind Outcast with a cocky and arrogant look on her face, as if she would beat up anyone who came near her.

The crowd quietly took their food and ate it in small bites, some of them glancing restlessly at the food of the wounded and children, but under the threat of weapons, they chose to remain silent.

That evening, a dozen or so idle men gathered together and started talking about food.

They are the group most dissatisfied with the fair distribution plan for outcasts.

After all, injured people don't need to exercise, and children don't need to eat that much.

Why not give this portion of food to those who need the most energy?

Keep in mind that they ate the same food, yet they still had to do the heaviest physical labor—such as carrying the wounded.

But considering that they had no weapons of their own, and the only weapons were in the hands of the Rhodes Island, they could only stick together for warmth and exchange a few curses.

Then someone suggested that since they weren't getting enough to eat, they should just slack off at work, which made sense, since it was a reasonable argument.

All of this was witnessed by a certain Suika who wished to remain anonymous, using Little Suika.

The next day, after lunch, the group continued their journey, but their pace slowed considerably.

The reason is that many young and middle-aged people are unwilling to take on the responsibility of caring for the wounded.

They argued that since the wounded had eaten the same amount of food, they should be able to walk on their own.

Moreover, this proposal received a lot of support, and the group quickly split into the young and middle-aged faction and the old, weak, sick and disabled faction.

Outcast coldly watched the shouting crowd, then swiftly drew his gun.

A gunshot rang out, and the middle-aged man who had been causing the most trouble fell to the ground amidst everyone's astonishment.