It’s a strange invasion, is it okay for me to fight back?

Chapter 629 You Think Too Well of Me

A major incident occurred in the quarantine zone, and Pei Xianjue, as the commander-in-chief, could no longer remain in his office and immediately drove there.

Halfway there, Baozi reminded her, "If all the guards are transferred to provide support, there will be security risks for Miaomiao."

The armed forces in the quarantine zone consist of three main parts:

First, there's the military, with soldiers wearing protective suits stationed at outposts in shifts.

Secondly, there is the patrol team. Soldiers and volunteers with badges do not need to wear protective clothing, making them more flexible in their movements. They patrol the perimeter of the fence and are the most important part of the attack and defense department.

Thirdly, there is the guard team, which is mainly responsible for maintaining security within the quarantine zone, including protecting the personal safety of high-ranking leaders. For example, there is a guard team at Pei Xianjue's residence.

Baozi's words made Pei Xianjue think more deeply.

“Could this conflict be aimed at Miaomiao?” She began to suspect. “The refugees are all old, weak, sick and disabled. If it’s not some alien causing trouble, how could the refugees have the ability to attack the quarantine zone? This is too abnormal. Did you hear them singing? I suspect there’s something wrong with the singing.”

Upon hearing this, Baozi glanced ahead at the car and frowned, saying, "It's too far away; my abilities can't detect anything unusual there."

Pei Xianjue thought it over and over, but couldn't feel at ease. "No, Feng Ling entrusted Miaomiao to me. I can't let anything happen to her."

She instructed the driver, "Turn around and go back, and bring Miaomiao with you."

Baozi thought about it and agreed that it would be more appropriate to pick up Miaomiao. Pei Xianjue's car had several layers of security measures inside and out. It would be safer for Miaomiao to be in the car than to be alone. In case of any situation, Pei Xianjue could respond in time.

Moreover, Pei Xianjue had already ordered the guards to go and provide reinforcements in the conference room. If he were to go back on his word now and call back the guards from his residence, he would easily be criticized.

The driver was highly skilled and quickly brought Pei Xianjue's convoy to the underground parking garage of the office building.

Pei Xianjue took the elevator directly to the top floor, opened the door and saw Huangfu Miaomiao lying on the sofa playing on her tablet as usual, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"You're back~" Huangfu Miaomiao turned her head and glanced at Pei Xianjue. "You're back so early today."

Pei Xianjue strode towards the locker. "The refugees attacked the patrol team. I suspect there are aliens mixed in with them. I have to go to the front line to command the operation myself. You're coming with me."

She pulled out a large black raincoat, turned around and threw it to Huangfu Miaomiao.

Huangfu Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, then sat up and put on her raincoat. She asked curiously, "The refugees you're talking about, are they the infected people gathered outside the quarantine zone? No way, they're all sick and unarmed. How can they attack the quarantine zone? With their fists?"

Pei Xianjue helped her straighten her clothes, pulled down the brim of her raincoat to cover her face, and replied in a serious tone, "So I suspect it's the work of an alien species. We don't know what their purpose is yet. Hopefully, they're not here to find you. Come with me first and hide in the car. Don't go out."

Huangfu Miaomiao immediately lost her desire to have fun. Just then, a clap of thunder suddenly rang out, startling her!
"Let's go, let's get going," she jumped up from the sofa. "The thunder today gave me the creeps, I had a feeling something bad was going to happen, and sure enough, something did happen!"

The two hurriedly went out and got into the car one after the other.

Huangfu Miaomiao was clearly taken aback when she saw unfamiliar faces in the car.

Baozi, who was in the car, said, "Don't worry, they are all trustworthy people. The windows are privacy screens, and the car body is bulletproof and explosion-proof. As long as you don't go out, the aliens won't find you."

Huangfu Miaomiao nodded and found a corner seat. Just as the car started moving, another message came through the phone—the patrol team had used tear gas and successfully dispersed the refugees near the fence, but more refugees were flocking to the construction site of the Iron Curtain array.

The Iron Curtain is a massive, assembled wall made of indestructible material. It can house various advanced weapons and equipment. Although it is not yet completed and the weapons and equipment have not been installed, it still has a high level of defensive capability. It is currently occupied by refugees, and taking it back will be a very difficult task.

Pei Xianjue asked, "How are the soldiers stationed at the construction site doing?"

"Trapped inside the wall, according to footage taken by drones, there are at least two thousand refugees at the construction site. General, if we want to rescue our people now, we may have to resort to some violent means."

Upon hearing this, Pei Xianjue's expression turned solemn. After a few seconds of silence, he replied, "Continue to use the drone to observe and tell those soldiers that we will try to rescue them as soon as possible."

call ended.

Everyone in the car looked grim.

Baozi, as was his habit, tried to ease the tension by saying, "The equipment hasn't arrived yet, so the array on the construction site is just an empty shell. The refugees are unarmed and won't cause any damage to the array project."

He knew that Pei Xianjue valued this project highly. Nearly half of the country's military budget this year was allocated to the Iron Curtain array. Once the construction was completed and its effectiveness was verified, it would be promoted globally.

Pei Xianjue seemed to have some concerns, her lips pressed tightly together.

Huangfu Miaomiao and Pei Xianjue stayed together for a few days and developed some affection for each other. Seeing Pei Xianjue looking worried, she whispered to her, "Since you're so worried about the project, why don't you have the team members throw out the tear gas again? The refugees are all sickly and easy to deal with. What's there to worry about?"

Huangfu Miaomiao thought human weapons were very useful, often more useful than cards. They were simple, direct, and effective. Feng Ling liked to use them. Sometimes, even though he could do it himself, he would throw a grenade just to hear the sound.

Pei Xianjue frowned and said in a low voice, "The array wall is like a huge bunker. If the refugees are hiding inside, airdropping tear gas won't be very effective."

“Then send people to wipe out all the troublemaking refugees. You have so many people and so many weapons, you can definitely defeat the refugees,” Huangfu Miaomiao said again.

Baozi twitched the corner of her mouth and gently reminded Huangfu Miaomiao, "If force is used, then... it's equivalent to massacring civilians."

“I see…” Huangfu Miaomiao looked thoughtfully at Pei Xianjue, “You’re too kind. Actually, since you’ve taken this position, you should be more ruthless. Besides, they attacked the patrol team first, so they deserved to be killed.”

Pei Xianjue moved her lips but didn't speak, thinking to herself: It's not that I'm a good person, it's that you think too highly of me...

Although the number of refugees is large, they are like ants facing an elephant when confronted by a fully armed army, and can be crushed at any moment.

Therefore, she was not concerned about how difficult it would be to deal with the refugees, but rather about the series of public reactions that would follow, as well as her superiors' evaluation of her and whether it would leave a stain on her career.

She finally managed to climb to this position...

Pei Xianjue gritted her teeth secretly, and a despicable thought couldn't help but arise in her mind: If someone were to sacrifice themselves at this critical juncture, or if there were casualties, that would be fine too. As long as there were some casualties, her counterattack would become legitimate, and she could turn the nature of "massacre of civilians" into "legitimate self-defense" under the pressure of terrorist forces in the public opinion field.

The phone rang again, the voice on the other end even more anxious than before: "Soldiers stationed at the construction site have clashed with refugees! One soldier's protective suit is torn and suspected of being contaminated! Urgent rescue is needed!"

Pei Xianjue breathed a sigh of relief and decisively ordered, "Use all available forces to surround the construction site and rescue them as soon as possible!"

(End of this chapter)