Livestream Conflict-solver: The Whole Internet Begs Me for Justice!

156: Fellow countrymen, your hellish experience package has expired.“System, start the Stream.”

His command was issued in his mind.

The next second, a translucent red “LIVE” icon, visible only to him, lit up in the upper left corner of his vision.

[High-tech, hands-free panoramic live broadcast has been activated.]

[Current Stream title: Special Program—Waging War Against Evil Overseas.]

[Connecting to the Note platform... Connection successful!]

[Popularity is skyrocketing!]

0... 1,000... 50,000... 200,000... Within just a few dozen seconds of starting the broadcast, a massive number of users instantly flooded his “Brother Pingshi” account, which boasted tens of millions of followers.

An Yang followed behind Zhang Ze, holding his gun and vigilantly scanning the surrounding dilapidated buildings.

He noticed Zhang Ze’s steps pause momentarily; although it was only for a fraction of a second, in this life-or-death environment, any abnormal stop could be fatal.

“Brother Ze? What’s wrong?”

An Yang lowered his voice and asked nervously.

“Nothing, just started a Stream.”

“Huh?”

He stepped closer and asked again.

“Brother Ze, what did you just say? The wind is too loud, I couldn’t hear clearly.”

“I said,” Zhang Ze’s gaze was fixed on a three-story dormitory building in the distance—the location marked in the intelligence as where the hostages were being held—“I started a Stream.”

[Holy crap! Am I seeing things? Brother Pingshi is streaming?!]

[That title... Waging War Against Evil Overseas? Bro, are you serious?!]

[Wait a minute! That background! Those gunshots! This isn’t movie special effects! This is the real deal!!!]

[Damn! I heard an explosion! Streamer, where are you? Where are you right now?!]

[Streamer! Is this about that news story? Dragon Country workers abducted overseas by illegal armed groups! Did you go to rescue them?!]

[Oh my god! Brother Pingshi really went abroad to fight! He’s an army all by himself!]

[Gifts! Start sending the gifts! Protect our Brother Pingshi!]

In an instant, the screen was completely covered by dense “Carnivals” and “Rockets.”

The fan favor value began to surge upward at an unprecedented and terrifying speed.

“Good afternoon, everyone.”

“Welcome to this special program. Location: an unknown black-hearted industrial park in Southeast Asia.”

“As you can see, the business environment here is not very friendly.”

“Today’s main mission is to bring our countrymen home.”

The moment he finished speaking.

“Da da da!”

A tongue of flame suddenly erupted from a second-floor window ahead!

It was residual armed personnel!

Chen Hu’s reaction was lightning fast.

He didn’t even seek cover; he slightly shifted his body, and the rifle in his hand was already raised.

“Bang! Bang!”

Two crisp, short bursts.

The gunfire from the second floor abruptly ceased.

The entire process was smooth and fluid, so fast that the audience in the Stream didn’t even clearly see what happened.

[Just now... was that gunfire?]

[Did he hit them? Who was that guy with the gun? So cool!]

[Too fast! I only saw a flash of light, and then it was over!]

An Yang was also startled and immediately raised his gun toward the window, shouting nervously.

“Get down! Enemy!”

Zhang Ze patted his back.

“Stop shouting, it’s already taken care of.”

He continued narrating to the Stream, his tone calm.

“As everyone can see, this is the local welcoming ceremony: passionate and unrestrained.”

...Meanwhile.

Deep within the park, inside a dark, damp dormitory building.

This was the place specifically used to lock up the “piglets.”

Hundreds of deceived Dragon Country compatriots were locked separately in over a dozen cramped rooms.

The earth-shattering explosions and dense gunfire outside jolted all of them awake from their numbness.

“Are they... fighting?”

A young programmer wearing glasses pressed against the iron door, trying hard to see the situation outside.

“Are the... are the Government Forces breaking in?”

A middle-aged man showed an excited expression.

“Stop dreaming!”

A young man next to him, whose arms were covered in scars, shook his head in despair.

“I’ve been here for half a year. The Government Forces have fought them several times, but every time it was all bark and no bite; they couldn’t break in at all.”

“Then... what’s happening this time? The commotion is huge!”

“Maybe Black Snake is having a turf war with another rival. It has nothing to do with us. If we just stay put, maybe we can live for a few more days.”

The young man’s words plunged the crowd, who had just ignited a sliver of hope, back into dead silence.

That’s right.

Here, they were just cargo that could walk.

Who would launch such a large-scale attack just for cargo?

An air of despair permeated the room.

Just then, several armed guards walked in from outside, swearing loudly.

“Damn it! The power is out! Communications are down too!”

“What’s going on? Was the power station bombed?”

“I don’t know! Brother Snake told us to watch this place carefully, saying there might be a few hard cases who could cause trouble!”

Scarface, the one leading them, viciously kicked the iron door.

“You all better damn well behave! If anyone dares to make a sound, I’ll shoot him right now!”

The people in the room immediately retreated into the corners.

Scarface was about to curse a few more times.

Suddenly, he felt something sting the back of his neck.

It was very light, almost ticklish.

He instinctively reached up to scratch it.

“What’s wrong, Boss?”

His subordinate asked.

Scarface opened his mouth, intending to say “Nothing.”

But he found that he couldn’t make a sound.

Immediately following that, an intense sensation of numbness spread instantly from his neck throughout his entire body.

The gun in his hand dropped to the floor with a clang.

He himself fell straight backward.

“Boss!”

“Boss, what happened to you?!”

The remaining armed personnel were startled and quickly ran over to check on him.

And then.

They, too, one after another, felt that slight stinging sensation.

“Thump.”

“Thump.”

Under the terrified gaze of the hundreds of compatriots in the room.

These seven or eight fierce-looking guards all collapsed onto the floor in less than ten seconds, their bodies twitching slightly and foam coming out of their mouths.

The entire corridor fell silent.

Everyone was dumbfounded.

What happened?

Mass stroke?

Or did they run into something unclean?

A full minute passed.

Only then did the programmer with glasses speak, his voice trembling.

“They... they... seem to have all fainted...”

“Quick! Find the keys!”

The middle-aged man was the first to react.

The crowd rushed forward, reaching out and searching the guards’ bodies.

Soon, a large bunch of keys was found.

“Click.”

The lock on the first room was opened.

The people inside rushed out.

“Click, click.”

Room after room was opened.

More and more people regained their freedom.

They looked at the unconscious guards on the ground, then looked at each other, their faces filled with the joy of surviving a catastrophe.

Just as everyone was so excited they were about to cry.

At the entrance of the dormitory building.

The main door was kicked open.

“Bang!”

Everyone was startled by the loud noise, and their hearts, which had just calmed down, jumped back into their throats.

They looked toward the doorway in terror.

They saw three men in black combat uniforms, holding weapons, appear at the entrance.

The one leading them was tall, handsome, and even carried a hint of casual amusement.

Zhang Ze looked at the hundred or so still-shaken compatriots before him and cleared his throat.

He slung the rifle in his hand over his shoulder, striking what he considered to be a devastatingly handsome pose.

“Attention, everyone, Dragon Country Mobile reminds you.”

“Your Hell Experience Package has expired, and you have now been automatically transferred to the Green Channel for returning home to visit relatives.”

“All passengers, please ensure you have your personal belongings.”

“Time to go home!”