Chapter 182 Political Commissar Price
Chapter 182 Political Commissar Price
At five in the morning, the streets of Atlanta were covered with a thick layer of snow, and the gunfire in the hospital had completely disappeared.
All those who hid in the rooms and dared not resist were dragged out by the soldiers and gathered in the elevator waiting room on the first floor.
Men, women, and a few elderly people all knelt on the cold ground and sobbed quietly.
The soldiers around were wearing bulletproof vests and combat uniforms, all wearing [skull masks] with human facial bones embedded in them. The captured people had not yet recovered from the massacre just now, and most of them were still thinking about words like devil and God.
"We are from the position of the survivors of the destiny. We have intelligence that proves that your camp wants to go to war with us. Now that the main resistance personnel are dead, you can choose to surrender or die."
Price had taken off his night vision goggles, and his weathered face was filled with regret and pity as he looked down at the captives kneeling on the ground.
"We surrender!"
A brown-haired white man wearing glasses immediately raised his hands and said.
There was a group of soldiers standing behind Price. He glanced at the other prisoners calmly, and these civilians immediately expressed their surrender.
"Very good, you're off to a good start. What's your name? What did you do for them?"
Price looked at the man with glasses with appreciation.
"Steven! My name is Steven, sir! I used to be the chief surgeon at this hospital."
Steven was eager to show his submission.
"Very good. What about the others? Are there any medical staff?"
Price continued to ask.
A few more people in the kneeling crowd raised their hands tremblingly, and Price was very satisfied to see this.
The captured hospital was not an empty shell, there were still professional medical staff alive. Price believed that Zhang Qiang would also be very happy to receive this harvest.
"Except for the person who raised his hand just now, everyone else stand up. Soldiers, take them to clean up the bodies. The commander-in-chief will come to visit here tomorrow."
Price gave the order, and the soldiers immediately took away those who did not raise their hands and took the elevator back to the upper floors of the building.
The medical workers who had revealed their identities stayed on the first floor. Price looked at the people who were still kneeling on the ground with a kind smile on his face: "Don't be afraid, children. We don't kill those who surrender."
The doctor named Steven raised his head and quickly glanced at Price. There were still spots of blood and brain matter from the police officers on the old man's face. If Steven hadn't seen with his own eyes that Price shot the police officers in the head one by one, he would have almost been fooled by this smile.
"Take this and relax. You'll be fine."
Price took out the cigarettes from Soap's pocket and threw them to Steven and others.
Steven glanced at Price again, and seeing that the old man didn't seem to be planning anything dangerous, he picked up the cigarette on the ground.
Steven slowly stood up, found a corner to sit down, lit a cigarette and began to smoke, digesting what happened that night in his head.
The medical workers saw that Steven was the first person to try something new and Price did not make things difficult for them, so they stood up from the ground one by one and asked Steven for a cigarette.
Price walked over and sat with the people. He also lit up an ordinary cigarette and asked about the story of the hospital.
Steven and the others let down their guard and started chatting with Price. Both sides told each other about their respective camps, and Price also told them the whole story of the operation.
"Fuck! Dawn didn't even tell us when she left! Gorman only said that Dawn didn't want to stay here anymore! Damn it! That bitch must be trying to kill us! She has a problem with those police officers!"
After learning the truth, Steven immediately burst into curses. The tragedy of that night could have been avoided!
He thought it was all Dawn's fault for not telling Gorman everything.
After hearing what Steven said, Price frowned.
The operation has been completed, and the damage to the hospital is irreparable. After the operation is over, he will report what Steven said, and I believe Zhang Qiang will definitely investigate the matter.
If it was really Dawn who concealed everything from everyone in the hospital, which led to the Destiny Army taking extreme measures, then some of the people who died tonight were the living forces who should have joined the Destiny Army!
This is also a loss for the Destiny Position!
"I will tell our High Commander what you said. If Dawn misdirected everything, she will pay the responsibility! Are you willing to take responsibility for what you said?"
Price looked at Steven seriously.
Dawn is using the destiny position as a gun! This kind of sinister woman must be caught and dealt with, otherwise she will definitely become an unstable factor.
At this time, things in the hospital have developed to a new stage. The conflict between Dawn and Gore has been exposed by everyone, and the Destiny Front has become a later participant.
The information that Steven and Price had was inaccurate. They were not aware that Gorman had colluded with another group of forces to fight against the Destiny Front.
Although Dawn did not tell everyone in the hospital about the recruitment, the hospital's final fate would not change; it would eventually be wiped out by the Destiny Army.
"I am responsible for what I said, damn, this stinky bitch!!"
Steven was still cursing angrily. The others nodded in support.
It seems that when Dawn was leading the hospital, she was not very popular among the common people.
Price patted Steven's shoulder comfortingly, and imagined the woman Dawn in his heart. It seemed that Dawn had done nothing wrong in this incident, and perhaps she could become the object of conflict diversion for medical workers.
Price will report his suggestions to Zhang Qiang, but the final decision will still be based on Zhang Qiang's.
After comforting the medical workers for half a day, everyone's impression of Price increased greatly.
The old man emphasized that the higher-ups would definitely thoroughly investigate the tricks behind this "tragedy" and give an explanation to the people who died.
Humans are social animals. Among those who died this time, there are definitely acquaintances of the medical workers, and the resentment in their hearts has a clear target.
The medical workers also told Price that they would do their best to work for the Destiny Front, and expressed their gratitude to Price for the "righteous spirit" of the Destiny Front.
You see, the Destiny Army may have killed their relatives and friends, but they still have to be grateful to the Destiny Army.
Price was still a little unhappy about Dawn's matter. This woman's little action made the 141 people lose a good night's sleep and go out on a mission in an extremely cold night.
But when he saw that the medical workers were pointing their spearheads at Dawn and mentally starting to kowtow to the Savior Army, the old man suddenly felt that this group of people was also very pathetic.
After all, they are just a group of ordinary people living in troubled times, their emotions are easily led by others, and they are afraid of the strong bullying the weak. They have no opinions, no development plans, and will have no future if they don't rely on others.
Are they wrong? No.
It's not their fault that they are weak.
Although Price had done a lot of dirty tasks for Fungus as 141 in his previous life, the old guy was not a warmonger or a killing madman!
He also has empathy for ordinary people.
"This world will be ended by the Commander. Humanity will have a new future."
Price thought to himself that maybe he should read the works of the man from the commander's hometown to see what kind of thoughts the man who was once admired by leaders all over the world taught the commander.
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