Naming Technique of the Night

Chapter 1159: Chapter 681: The Beginning of Disaster (Part 3)

There are officers planted by the Chen Clan in the troops; they wouldn’t let anything happen to this congressman.

Qing Chen’s face gradually turned cold, but the imminent arrival of the Garrison Forces was good news.

Inside the city, fifty thousand Garrison troops were stationed. With a congressman sending someone to seek help, they would certainly dispatch troops for support.

Simply because the congressmen are the protagonists of this political center city.

“Boss, I have an idea to fend off the mouse infestation!” someone shouted from the crowd.

Qing Chen turned around and saw Zhang Mengchan in the crowd, taking off his clothes, using the knife he carried to cut the clothes into four strips, and tying them around the necks of four children.

The little boy already realized that the jugular vein of humans is the priority target for all mice to attack, as it’s the most efficient way to incapacitate human resistance.

Thus, wrapping clothes around the neck is an excellent protective measure.

Once the jugular is protected, even if bitten elsewhere by mice, one won’t die immediately. If timely treatment and vaccination are administered, the injured have a high chance of survival.

Zhang Mengchan himself was just a 14-year-old kid, yet at such a chaotic moment, he was taking care of others.

Qing Chen controlled the Puppeteer to block the mouse infestation while saying, “Well done, everyone here, immediately take off your coats to wrap around your necks, don’t give the mice a chance to bite you to death in an instant!”

The refugees, in a panic, quickly followed suit.

A young man responsible for the perimeter had just wrapped his coat around his neck when he saw a mouse slipping through a gap onto his feet, pulling his clothes, climbing all the way up.

However, when it reached the neck, it found nowhere to bite.

The mouse tried to bite through the clothes, but the denim was too tough. It failed to bite through the layers despite several attempts.

In frustration, it resorted to biting the young man’s ear, tearing off a piece of flesh!

The refugees saw this scene, and while some people helped bat the mouse away, they shouted, “It’s effective, this method really works!”

As long as the mice can’t kill a person instantly, people still have the opportunity to fight back!

In the meantime, the roar of engines could be heard from a distance, and more than a dozen diesel off-road vehicles rapidly approached, carrying dozens of Garrison troops armed with automatic rifles, firing wildly at the mice they encountered along the way.

Heavy machine guns were set up in the rear seats of the off-road vehicles, capable of firing six hundred rounds a minute.

In their panic and helplessness, the residents’ eyes lit up at the sight of the Garrison Forces: “Quick, quick, quick, the Garrison Forces have come to save us!”

Saying that, everyone rushed towards the direction of the Garrison Forces.

But Qing Chen thought to himself, this isn’t good. These Garrison Forces seem to have no idea what’s happening in the city—they don’t even realize this mouse disaster isn’t temporary but a genuine catastrophe.

In such a situation, a dozen off-road vehicles are of no help. Although machine-gunning the mouse swarm may kill many, it’s far too conspicuous.

Qing Chen knew that although the Garrison troops in City No. 10 were well-equipped, they were not allowed to partake in actual combat or exercises under the corporations’ deliberate manipulation.

This was because a former sixth President once attempted to use City No. 10’s Garrison Forces as his armed force to oppose the corporations.

After the corporations suppressed the matter, how could they allow such a thing to happen again?

So most of the time, this Garrison force was more like an elegant display in the political center, lacking real combat experience.

Such a force couldn’t withstand the mouse infestation!

The most critical point was that a high-profile unit of a few dozen people couldn’t possibly take more than three hundred people to the Garrison Camp. In their eyes, only the congressman mattered—once they picked him up, they would retreat immediately!

The Garrison Forces weren’t there to rescue the refugees; they would leave all who sought help to die!

Furthermore, the direction from which the Garrison Forces came was opposite to District Cell Three.

Qing Chen couldn’t accompany them to the Garrison Camp; he needed to meet up with the Parents’ Meeting, to fight alongside his family members!

At this moment, Qing Chen shouted loudly, “Don’t go! Don’t go over there, the Garrison Forces won’t take you with them, it’s dangerous! They didn’t come to rescue us!”

But on one side were the Fighters, and on the other were the Federal Garrison. How would the refugees choose?

With no other choice, Qing Chen manipulated three Puppets to start throwing punches at the refugees: “Get back, all of you! No one should get close to those Garrison troops!”

He single-handedly stopped all the refugees.

In the crowd, a woman cried out, “What are you doing? Let us through, do you want to kill us?”

Everyone cast looks of fear and confusion at Qing Chen and the three Fighters.

But Qing Chen didn’t explain much: “Don’t go over there, they don’t have enough manpower to save us!”

Chen Luwen was squeezed within the crowd and, seeing he couldn’t get closer to the Garrison Forces, roared furiously: “Are you guys crazy, do you know what you’re doing?! Get the hell out of the way! Bodyguards, shoot them dead for me!”

The four bodyguards reached for their sides, but before they could react, Qing Chen had already reached them, disarming all their weapons in the blink of an eye.

Just as the four bodyguards seethed with anger, at the crossroads where the Garrison Forces were, a tide of mice suddenly appeared like a black wave, and even those assaulting Qing Chen’s group abandoned the more than three hundred refugees, heading straight for the Garrison Forces.