A few men dressed in military attire from top to bottom marched into one of the huge halls of the water purification facility on the ground floor. They stood erect holding various types of firearms in their hands.
As soon as they entered, the hundred other people gathered in the hall immediately quieted down and stopped whatever they were doing. There was now pin-drop silence in the hall as everyone paid attention only to these few military men.
Their eyes were glued onto them as their very survival relied on them. Even though they didn't say anything or move, they continued watching them attentively.
And finally, a few seconds later, another man walked in. The crowd now became stiffer and no one even dared to breathe loudly or sneeze.
Seeing this, Zemin nodded in satisfaction. As an experienced army person, he was well aware that half the battle was maintaining order among the men.
He might be portraying a strong and stable picture to these people, but on the inside, his thoughts were definitely jumbled up and he was just as nervous as any one of them. Nevertheless, his gaze did not waver and he addressed everyone in a calm manner.
His commanding voice rang loudly in the silent room. "Anyone and everyone who can pick up a knife and fight, step forward."
Huh? Hearing his words, the crowd that had been calm and silent up until now suddenly fell into a loud uproar. Everyone was shocked and they started murmuring and whispering among themselves.
"Did something happen?"
"Are the beasts attacking us?"
"Oh, God! What is going on? Are we all going to get killed?"
Zemin sighed at this state of chaos. He had only uttered a few words and that was enough for everyone to be rattled. These kinds of people would probably not even survive for a minute in the outside world!
He sneered at the pathetic state of the cowards and weaklings in front of him. It was too bad that things had come to this. Otherwise, why would he have approached this bunch of weaklings?
From everything that was going on, he, in fact, could already guess what might have happened. He only hoped that it was not too late to talk some sense into these people.
Chapter end
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