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Chapter 449 Entering the Refugee Camp ([-])

There is no moon tonight, so this section of the isolation buffer zone is extraordinarily dark.

Within a range of ten kilometers, without the help of electronic products and the lights of the pickup truck, it can almost be said that you can't see your fingers.

When driving to the middle of the buffer zone, you can only see the light spot of the post behind you.

Only then did Gu Yu know why those refugees he hadn't seen before fled here.

Entering the isolation buffer zone, in such darkness, the light of the outpost became the last hope.

People will instinctively move towards the place of light like moths to a flame.

Although there is a refugee camp not far ahead, the red light reflecting the sky is an ominous sign just by looking at it.

"It's a bit cold." Lin Xinyue murmured in Gu Yu's arms.

Gu Yu stretched out his hand to hug her a little tighter, but the heat transfer between the two of them through the protective clothing was very limited.

"The wait will come, and it will be much better if the car stops."

He gently squeezed Lin Xinyue's shoulder and said.

"Yeah." Lin Xinyue snorted, then leaned into his arms and continued to rest.

"The infrared shows that there is movement on the left side of the road ahead, everyone pay attention to vigilance."

A voice came from the walkie-talkie at the waist of the soldier holding the heavy machine gun, and the people in the carload could not help but sit up straight, their eyes nervously looking at the sides of the dark road.

Weeds grow on both sides of the road, making people feel that something unknown may rush out at any time.

The machine gunner was also very alert, his eyes constantly scanning the surrounding environment.

At the same time, the lights on both sides of the car were also turned on, and the five-meter range on both sides of the road was instantly illuminated.

Any human or animal attempting to attack the convoy will be clearly visible under the bright lights.

"Suspicious people are approaching, don't let your guard down, any abnormality allows the defense to shoot."

Ge Zhengxiang's serious voice came from the walkie-talkie again.

The machine gunner was also unambiguous, and directly loaded the ammunition belt that had been prepared into the machine gun.

Everyone has no doubt that as long as there is an attack, he will immediately smash the attacker into a sieve.

Everyone felt a sense of security.

Sure enough, when going out, the sense of security brought by force is the most sufficient.

The pickup continued to drive forward, and the parking space was billowing with dust.

"It's a refugee, don't shoot, stay alert."

Commands are communicated instantly over the intercom.

The machine gunner's expression relaxed a little, but his eyes were still watching the surroundings like eagle eyes.

Soon, everyone on the pickup truck saw the refugees reminded by the car in front.

It was a group of ragged people, men and women, mostly teenagers and young adults, men and women, carrying worn-out backpacks, walking towards the outpost on foot.

His pace was fast, as if a ferocious beast was chasing after him.

At the moment when the vehicle and the refugee team passed by, Gu Yu and the youngest boy in the group coincidentally looked at each other.

His eyes, which were obviously only fourteen or fifteen years old, were dull, perhaps because the lights of the pickup truck were a bit dazzling, and his deep Tan-like eyes stirred up a wave of waves.

Gu Yu saw fear, doubt, and longing.

It was a look that could not be described with simple adjectives.

It is the instantaneous fluctuation of life and death entanglement.

The boy just looked at him quietly for two seconds, and as the pickup drove away, he also disappeared from Gu Yu's sight.

Looking at the group of people who disappeared into the darkness, Gu Yu knew what they wanted without guessing.

He didn't know of any other reason for this group of people to be here other than to escape the blockade.

But is the blockade so easy to escape?
The gunshots before have proved the answer.

Maybe it's just an escape from one hell to another, but these people won't believe it until they try it.

There may be a good, orderly world outside the blockade.

But... that's not their world.

"We will arrive at the refugee camp in about 10 minutes, so cheer up and make sure to check your protective clothing and speak up as soon as there is a problem."

The lights and flames in front were getting closer, and the machine gunner turned around and said to the crowd sitting huddled together.

"Is it coming?"

Lin Xinyue, who had been half asleep and half awake, raised her head in a daze.

"Soon." Gu Yu nodded and said softly.

He touched the hand ax pinned behind him with his left hand, feeling a little nervous inside.

No one knows what is going on in the refugee camp, and they are completely ignorant of the situation inside.

"I repeat, put your own safety first! No one is more important than you! I hope everyone can return to the Ark safely!"

Ge Zhengxiang's voice solemnly emphasized on the walkie-talkie.

It can be heard that he is also worried about the safety of this trip.

Although the strength of the armed squad is very strong, this is the territory of refugees after all. As the largest refugee gathering place in the world, there are more than 100 million Rohingya refugees here.

A nine-man armed team, and thirty doctors who have almost no fighting ability, if there is a conflict with millions of refugees, even infinite bullets will be crushed to death by the sea of ​​people!

"After entering the camp, you must keep a low profile and don't make a sound. First go to the humanitarian medical aid station."

It shouldn't be the first time that the machine gunner has come here, so he gave everyone some advice.

Everyone nodded with their heads buried.

10 minutes passed quickly, and the pickup truck team soon reached the outskirts of the camp.

All you can see are sheds, and the so-called sheds are nothing more than simple dwellings built with a few fenders, tarps, or discarded composite wood boards.

Lights are rare here, and most of them light a bonfire in front of the hut for lighting, heating and even cooking.

People gather around the campfire to chat or eat unknown food.

The arrival of the pickup truck team obviously broke the atmosphere of the camp. Many people stood up and looked at the pickup truck team with red flags on the road.

Most of them didn't know which country's flag it was, but they knew it was neither Bangladeshi nor their own.

Some people sat back by the bonfire in despair, while others watched the excitement.

Some children wanted to get closer, but the heavy machine guns on the pickup trucks discouraged them.

Most of these children are only eight or nine years old, but they have already developed a fear of guns.

It is hard to imagine what they have seen and experienced.

"so poor……"

"Yeah...these kids are so hungry that they're out of shape."

"The living environment is so simple, and there are so many people...it's hard to imagine what their daily life is like."

"..."

Everyone on the pickup started whispering.

Because of what the machine gunner said just now, they didn't dare to discuss loudly.

"It's pathetic, isn't it? But if you get out of the car, they'll eat you up to the bone."

The machine gunner said quietly.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and a burst of cold sweat suddenly broke out on their backs.

(End of this chapter)