Chapter 2900
This place is hell!
Chapter 2900 This place is hell!
High in the sky, the sunlight was obscured by clouds.
Delicate snowflakes drifted down, covering the messy streets, landing on the lonely streetlights, on the signs of the convenience stores at the entrances, on the once quaint old buildings, and on the modern steel skyscrapers.
And there are completely empty parks!
At this moment, Kosaka Castle was deserted and desolate.
Logically speaking, given the geography and climate of Kosaka Castle, snow is not usually seen in November.
Even by the end of December, there are years when no snow is seen.
Even the snow was mostly a thin layer.
Back then, Kosaka Castle was constantly adorned with fireworks, adding an even more charm than before!
The locals don't seem to mind; they even enjoy the beautiful snowfall in the thin layer of snow.
Or you could walk arm in arm with three or five close girlfriends into an izakaya (Japanese pub), and then watch the snowflakes outside the window while chatting about romance and nature.
Or you could go to the open wilderness, pitch a tent, lean against your loved one, and watch the mountains and rivers gradually turn pale, your love for each other eternal.
Or perhaps it's a group of city maintainers, their tools sweeping the streets, their gentle movements not so much like work, but rather like splashing ink, leaving traces of life.
It is rare to see snowflakes falling like this now, covering the ground with a thick layer.
Even rarer were the residents who hid in their homes, staring blankly at the outside world.
Some people have begun to close their eyes in despair, while others are hoping to escape this place.
But many more people were still praying, praying for a vehicle to bring them food.
Boom…
The people who were praying finally saw a vehicle with a hygiene sign slowly come into view.
The next second, the door opened, and a group of slovenly dressed people ran out and rushed frantically toward the convoy.
patter
Someone fell to the ground, smashing the basin in their hand, but then, ignoring the pain, immediately got up and ran forward.
In an instant, the entire street was filled with people.
Adults, children, men and women, young and old.
Their eyes were filled with anger and expectation.
They were furious that these people had trapped them here, with no way out, and that they could only wait to die.
Hope comes from the fact that they brought supplies, so that even in hell there is food to eat.
More and more people gathered around the convoy, banging on the windows, waiting for the relief food to be distributed!
hiss...
A piercing sound erupted from the car, and the sound of falling snow calmed the frenzied people down considerably.
"We are from the rescue team, and we have brought you food, supplies, and medicine!"
"But you must first show the dignity of a great river people!"
"Maintain order!"
"Everyone, maintain order!"
The sound continued to emanate from the loudspeaker, and the surrounding people gradually calmed down.
Immediately afterwards, several people in protective suits got out of the car behind.
But several blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigners got out of the last car.
Of course, they were all wearing protective suits at the moment, so nothing seemed amiss from the outside, but their eyes revealed surprise and horror.
"My God! Is this... this is Kosaka Castle?"
A deep female voice suddenly rang out, and several corpses were seen lying in the street in the distance. Under the snowflakes, their faces were not clear, but their outlines were visible.
"I... I even visited here last year!"
"We also ate the delicious food here!"
"Sashimi, sushi, tempura..."
"Oh my god, why is this happening?"
The woman had barely finished speaking when her companion picked up a camera and started taking pictures.
These materials, when sent back to China, are all excellent resources.
At the very least, it can guarantee the newspaper's interest.
As for the situation here, he could only feel sympathy in his heart.
"Paul, don't just photograph these people, photograph more of the scenery."
The team leader's voice came from behind, and the staff member taking photos immediately nodded and then started snapping pictures in all directions!
"Stop! Don't panic, don't grab, there's enough for everyone!"
Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice rang out.
Before the group could understand what was being said, the group leader, who understood the Japanese language, immediately pulled them into the car.
Before the group could even ask anything, a group of people rushed out from not far away, each carrying a wooden stick or iron pipe, and began whipping the people who were queuing.
"How is this going?"
Paul asked in astonishment.
The team leader remained expressionless, simply taking out his revolver for self-defense. The accompanying driver also pulled out a shotgun from the passenger seat, simultaneously shifting gears and pressing the clutch.
This scene left the accompanying female reporter stunned.
But she soon understood why.
Then they heard someone shouting, but the person who came dragged them down and beat them severely.
The team leader shouted through the loudspeaker, but hid inside the car and dared not open the door.
Then the supplies on the truck were seized by a group of people, and even those who had obtained the supplies but had not gone far were chased down and had their food taken back.
There was resistance at the scene, but the end result was that they were beaten and thrown into the street not far away.
The woman finally understood where the corpses had come from.
Just then, a group of young people dressed in strange clothes, with red ribbons tied around their heads and knives and sticks in their hands, approached the car.
Through the glass, a blond-haired man with wide eyes stared at the person inside.
After realizing that the person sitting in the car wasn't from Japan, the blond-haired man's gaze lingered on the woman for a moment, then he stuck out his tongue and licked the glass before turning and leaving.
The woman looked at the saliva dripping onto the glass and felt not only disgusted but also chilled!
At this moment, the team leader breathed a sigh of relief, but still held his gun, waiting for the convoy to set off again.
At this point, they dared not act alone and leave this place.
Repeated lessons have taught everyone that only by following the convoy can they safely enter and leave Kosaka Castle.
Otherwise, they might just disappear somewhere.
"These people claim to be from the Fiery Blaze Gang!!"
The group leader's voice came over, and everyone listened to the group leader's introduction while looking at the gang members outside who had taken the supplies for themselves.
"Ever since Kosaka Castle banned leaving, the city's order has begun to fall into chaos."
"In less than a week, many such organizations have appeared in the city. Some of them are taking advantage of the crisis to incite people, while others already have people in their ranks and have no more scruples at this time."
"These guys are daring and aggressive in this area, and they've developed very quickly."
After the team leader finished speaking, the members of the Fiery Gang had already seized all the supplies provided.
"Isn't anyone going to come in and maintain order?"
The female reporter saw the woman lying on the ground crying, grabbing the blond-haired boy's trouser leg and pleading, and couldn't help but ask.
She was met with silence from inside the car.
We've all been in here for a short while and we all have to put on protective suits. Who are you going to let in to maintain order?
If there were truly people maintaining order, they wouldn't have blocked the roads around Kosaka Castle.
Nowadays, barbed wire fences have been erected around the city, and people from various places have spontaneously organized teams to patrol day and night.
Why is that?
Everyone has to mind their own business.
Isn't it because the Japanese government can't solve the problem?
Otherwise, how could they humbly beg abroad?
The group remained silent, but the woman on the ground in the distance continued to plead, begging the boys to leave some food.
But the blond-haired boy not only ignored her, but also grabbed the woman's hair and slapped her hard across the face, while the surrounding boys laughed triumphantly. The female reporter's eyes were filled with anger; if this had happened in their United States, someone would have stood up to stop it!
Suddenly, the female reporter saw the blond-haired man release the woman and say something. Then the woman knelt on the ground and slowly unbuttoned her clothes.
"Shit!"
At that moment, the female reporter cursed, and then, amidst the gasps of the crowd, she opened the car door and ran out.
"Hey…"
"Julia, what are you doing?"
"Come back! Come back!"
The people on the bus were startled and shouted, but the female reporter ignored them completely. She pulled open her protective suit to reveal her blue-eyed, blonde head, and walked along shouting, "Hey, you bunch of bastards, what are you doing?"
In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on the female reporter.
The next moment, the members of the Fiery Blaze Gang were waving their weapons and walking forward step by step.
The blond-haired man, looking even more arrogant, kicked the woman kneeling on the ground and strode towards the female reporter.
At that moment, the female reporter saw that the people who had gathered around her all had red eyes.
Especially the blond guy at the front, she didn't notice anything through the glass while in the car, but when she got close and saw his bloodshot eyes and bits of meat stuck between his teeth, and the fishy smell on his body, the female reporter was instantly reminded of something terrible.
My body involuntarily started to lean backward.
"Damn it, she's going to kill me!"
The team leader cursed, but had no choice but to get out of the car and walk forward.
The team manager also looked worried.
That stupid woman!
Wow
The people in the convoy got out of the cars one after another, carrying weapons for self-defense, but their faces were full of vigilance.
"Julia, get back in the car right now!"
Paul pulled the female reporter toward the car!
“Paul, they, they eat, eat…”
Julia spoke in terror, but before she could utter the last word, the team leader immediately stepped forward and covered her mouth, cursing viciously, "You bitch, are you trying to kill us?"
"Damn it, I knew it! I shouldn't have brought you troublemakers along!"
"Get in the car right now, hurry up!"
As he spoke, the team leader grabbed the female reporter and pulled her towards the car!
The female reporter immediately realized what a stupid thing she had done when she saw another group of people coming out from around her; she had burst a bubble of tacit understanding.
The next moment, a red-haired boy leaned close to the blond-haired boy's ear and whispered a few words.
Instantly, the blond-haired man's gaze towards the crowd took on a cruel glint.
The team leader shoved his men into the car, then saw the blond-haired guy pointing at his car with the person in charge.
Then the team leader noticed the team leader's troubled expression and immediately understood what was going on.
"Damn it!"
"Henry, we have to get out of here, or we'll all die here!"
The driver glanced at the people around him, then at the woman in the car. "Sir, you can hand her over, and that way we can all survive!"
"Otherwise, you know, without a convoy to lead the way, we simply can't get out of here!"
“Even when we reach the border, no one will let us out.”
"Just like the foreigners who were here back then, they couldn't get out either!"
Henry's icy voice made the already frigid temperature inside the car drop even further.
The female reporter, however, was trembling all over.
Only then did she remember the training she had received before entering the company.
The most important thing is, don't meddle in other people's business!
Unfortunately, she was used to it in the United States…
Little did he expect that this would bring him a fatal disaster!
The pleading look fell on the team leader.
At that moment, she felt utterly helpless.
The team leader sighed. This female reporter was his old friend's child; otherwise, she wouldn't have come here.
"Let's go!"
"Let's go east, there's an Alliance rescue team there!"
"If we find them, we still have a chance to survive!"
After the team leader finished speaking, the driver Henry didn't say anything more. He pressed the accelerator to the floor, and the car shot forward the moment he engaged the clutch.
A series of thuds came from behind her. The female reporter, who was lying on the back seat, watched the relentless pursuit of the crowd, who were throwing axes and iron bars at her. Her face was filled with horror.
At that moment, another group of people appeared ahead, also wielding steel pipes and wooden sticks…
bang bang
The team leader extended his revolver out the window and fired a warning shot upwards.
The car accelerated again, knocking the two people who were blocking its way away, before speeding onto the main road and heading east.
But that wasn't the end of it. A loud rumble came from behind, and when they turned around, they saw two motorcycles speeding towards them.
"Bullshit! That's a Chinese motorcycle!"
Driver Henry glanced in the rearview mirror and immediately started cursing, "I have one at home, a four-cylinder gasoline engine, with…"
"Henry, drive carefully, and drive faster!"
The team leader had no interest in listening to this!
Henry cursed under his breath, but he floored the accelerator!
bang bang
"Damn it, they have guns!"
Paul stared in shock at the shattered rear window, cursing under his breath.
"Watch out, keep your body low to the ground!"
The team leader's heart sank, but he looked ahead, remembering that the Alliance's rescue team should be not far away!
Hearing gunshots, they should...
However, before he could even begin to speculate, the driver, Henry, exclaimed in surprise.
"Damn, is that a League convoy?"
The team leader quickly looked over and saw a group of people frantically looting supplies around the convoy, with several corpses lying not far away...
It's obvious that, given the Alliance's temperament, a conflict definitely broke out with the people here, and then...
"Damn it, where am I?!"
Paul cried out and cursed!
The driver, Henry, replied coldly, "This place is hell!"
The car then swerved sharply, veering towards a side intersection…
As darkness fell, a car arrived at the starting point.
The car's sheet metal was full of dents and bumps, and none of the windows on the front, back, left, and right sides were intact.
Inside the car, the blood had already congealed.
The team leader looked at the car door with a lingering sense of nostalgia.
The female reporter covered her neck, her eyes vacant.
Paul lay between the two, his body still twitching.
The driver, Henry, clutched his stomach but still managed to bring the car to a steady stop!
The next moment, the people of the United States rushed out.
The next moment, the people inside the car were lifted out.
The next moment, flashes of light from cameras began to go off all around.
The following day, the articles were printed.
The news spread rapidly to all parts of the world.
And all the newspapers' headlines quoted a survivor's words.
This is hell!