"Your friends must be rescued!" Zhang Lu made the decision.

Adi and Abu looked at each other.

It is impossible to say you are not afraid.

After all, the other party is a well-equipped sixth team with more than 50 people, each of which is an elite warrior.

However, it seems that there is something to be afraid of now!

Anyway, they may die at any time. Could it be that if they don’t go to rescue them, the enemy will not come to encircle them?

Thinking of this, both of them focused on the key points and planned to do it with Zhang Lu.

Even if you die, you will still have a few more cushions.

War will cause some timid and cowardly people to burst out with terrible power at the critical moment of life and death.

Once you are forced into a hurry, kind people will become crazy.

"Sir, I still have some friends. Do you want to call them to fight together?" Adi himself was unable to protect himself before, so it was useless to summon his companions. After all, the enemy is too powerful.

But now it is different. This mysterious chief is powerful. With his leadership, there may be a glimmer of hope.

Zhang Lu nodded.

Adid immediately turned in from the top cover, then pinched his index finger with his thumb, pressed against his bent tongue, and blew hard, and the whistle sounded.

The whistle was whistling rhythmically, like a signal.

Suddenly, more than 30 local free militants emerged from the bungalows, wastes, and sewers and rushed over and over again.

"It's Boss Adid, he's not dead!"

"That's great. The boss even snatched the tank. He deserves to be the commander of our free armed forces."

“…”

When Adi was injured and they were dispersed by the enemy, everyone thought the boss was dead, and they were very excited to go around the tank.

Adid jumped out of the tank and immediately said, "A chief saved me. Now the chief is going to the concentration camp to rescue the detained brothers."

"I'll ask you one thing, do you dare to work with the superior!"

Adid's eyes looked at the partners present one by one.

"Anyway, they are all dead, what are you afraid of!"

"Do it! It's best to save your brothers. Even if you can't save them, you can pull a few more cushions."

"What the boss said, what do we do!"

If it weren't for the S militants who massacred local civilians, to be honest, under the rule of the S militants for a long time, everyone had become submissive, like numb slaves.

But seeing these beasts, even children and women did not let go. Resistance is death, and if you don’t resist, you will die. Why not resist!

Adidas distributed the weapons they picked up to everyone, all of which were excellent AK47s and a heavy machine gun.

"Listen, these are the spoils of the militants killed by the superiors. If you follow the superiors, you dare not say that you will survive, but at least you have a chance!"

"Who is the sir?" someone asked.

"Don't ask if you shouldn't ask, the tank was stolen by the commander."

Adida just said that Zhang Lu came out of the tank.

Adid immediately stepped forward and said, "Report to the sir, brothers are willing to do it!"

Zhang Lu nodded, glanced at the people in front of him with a cold look, and said, "The militants don't treat you as human beings. Now, no matter whether you resist or not, there is only one end."

"The sir is right. These people will not let us go anyway. Our ancestors and parents are ruled by these people. Do we still stick our necks out like pigs and dogs in captivity and wait for the enemy's machete? We must resist, eliminate these militants, and end their sinful rule." Adi agreed and said loudly.

"Listen to the sir, fight with guns!"

"fighting!"

“…”

One after another, the voices that had been suppressed for a long time roared.

Zhang Lu learned from Adi and Abu that these people were basically the backs of the permafrost natives. Their ancestors and parents were killed by S armed forces, and their descendants were left to be slaves.

There are also some businessmen, or helping to plant poisonous flowers, and some fleeing Yan people, such as the shop owner, probably came to this chaotic area after they had committed a crime in China.

free?!

For them, that was the most luxurious dream.

Enslaved them, they always want to get rid of the rule of armed forces.

If they do not resist, their descendants will be enslaved by the armed forces of S for generations.

People are born free and yearn for freedom.

"Fight for freedom!"

"Fight for freedom!"

"Fight for freedom!"

The sound waves were louder and louder.

gradually.

The civilians around began to gather spontaneously from hidden places.

They have reached the moment of life and death.

Everyone wants to resist.

But there is a leader missing!

There is a missing leader who can lead everyone to fight!

Adid himself is the leader of the free armed forces and saw many civilians coming.

Suddenly, the legend of the Far East was thought of.

In this extremely cold place, unlike other areas, many faiths were born, and only the God of the Far East passed down from word of mouth.

The God of the Far East is the master of the extremely cold area and the only true god.

Everyone believes in the God of the Far East.

Adi suddenly shouted: "This sir is the incarnation of the God of the Far East, and he is here to save us!"

Abu understood what Adi meant and echoed: "Yes, he is the God of the Far East. Those militants in S are powerful, and ordinary soldiers are not their opponents at all, but in front of the God of the Far East, they are all a group of native chickens and tiles."

"Brothers, stand up and follow the God of the Far East, end this sin and fight for freedom!"

"God of the Far East!" Adid also took the opportunity to shout.

Faith is a strange thing, it can condense an invisible spiritual power.

More and more people are shouting the name of the God of the Far East.

This moment.

A large number of civilians, regardless of gender, age, rushed from all directions, shouting the gods of the Far East.

Zhang Lu's eyes swept away, and there was fear, hatred, and a hint of hope in their eyes.

After all, I have been ruled by the S militants for too long. Under the high pressure and brutal rule, everyone's heart has already planted the seeds of resistance.

It will be a short time before an outbreak occurs, and what is missing is just a fuse.

Now, the fuse appears!

To be honest, the development of things was a bit beyond Zhang Lu's expectations.

Of course, he is not a god of the Far East. On the contrary, he is the one who caused the turmoil of these militants.

However, the look of these people looking at him was filled with admiration and passion.

I really regard myself as the God of the Far East!

Even some old men with white hair saluted to themselves, burst into tears and murmured: "The God of the Far East has arrived, and he will lead us to the light."
Chapter completed!