northernbook Chapter 166 Cleaning
Chapter 166 Cleaning
The person sitting in the cart waved the whip in his hand vigorously, urging the animal pulling the cart to speed up and escape.
The scene was in chaos. Many vehicles crashed due to panic. The car owners had no choice but to jump out of the car, leaving behind a car full of supplies and running away. Saving their lives was the most important thing.
The refugees did not hear any more gunshots, nor did they see the bandits chasing them from the hillside behind them, so they thought they had escaped.
However, as they retreated, a large number of huge rocks of various sizes rolled down from the mountains on both sides.
The refugees who discovered this phenomenon screamed in fear, some scrambled to hide, and some were so frightened that they stood there at a loss as to what to do.
The boulders rolled down at an extremely fast speed, and many people had no time to escape and were crushed under the rocks. Some lost their lives instantly, but many more were still alive while being crushed, and their wailing was endless.
The refugees who escaped the disaster felt weak in their hands and feet as they looked at the bloody scene before them. It was unbearable to watch.
This group of bandits were from the largest bandit den living in the mountains - Black Wind Village. They were originally composed of prisoners who escaped from a prison cell.
They select passers-by and choose those who are valuable to target.
After more than ten years of development, the bandit group has grown from a few dozen people to several hundred people.
With money, they bought a large number of weapons to arm themselves.
But as the situation in Daxia changed, weapons control became increasingly strict and the prices became higher.
As their reputation grows, fewer and fewer people choose to take the road they control.
Their business is becoming increasingly difficult, and they have been living off their past capital recently.
The leader of Black Wind Village recently received reports from his subordinates that many refugees passed by the foot of the mountain every day.
He specially brought people to the foot of the mountain to take a look around. There were really too many people. It was difficult to deal with so many refugees with just the few hundred people in their village.
Even if they have the help of weapons, a lot of bullets will be wasted and many people will be injured.
But their copycat hasn't had any big orders for a long time, mainly because this place is too famous and many people don't take this route. If their copycat wants to open a business, no one will let them rob!
It's rare to see so many people choose this road. Looking at the people walking in front of the fleeing team and sitting in various horse-drawn carriages, I believe that they must have taken all the property in their homes with them when they fled. There must be so many valuable things and food!
It feels so painful to watch the fat meat slip away from your eyes.
In order to get the fat into his mouth, the leader of the village called together the main members and held a meeting to discuss ways to eat the fat.
Everyone chattered and expressed their opinions, and soon they came up with a plan.
Since the number of refugees is too large for them to deal with, they should separate them.
The guns and ammunition in the village should be used as little as possible. After all, this is a special period and various forces are very strict in controlling guns and ammunition, and the prices have also increased a lot.
Now it is somewhat difficult for those who copy them to purchase.
So they came up with a way to use less bullets and target their desired targets, which were wealthy people who were escaping in various vehicles.
They were very familiar with the environment of several nearby mountains. They chose a suitable location just outside the foot of the mountain and picked out two mountainsides not far apart.
For ordinary people, guns and ammunition are very scary.
As long as one or two gunshots were heard in one of the places, the refugees fleeing famine would be frightened and thrown into chaos, and these temporarily grouped refugee groups would be unable to organize themselves in order to save their own lives.
The village chief had people carry various stones and place them on the hillside where they were retreating. As long as gunshots were heard in the front, the stones could be pushed down and their intention to drive away would be blocked.
As for how many people would be hurt by the stones they pushed down, it was not a big deal for them as bandits.
If these people want to survive, they will definitely abandon their cars and flee. When most of them have fled, the people in their village will rush down to loot supplies.
If there are no powerful people or people with guns and ammunition in the group of people fleeing famine, then their plan will be a sure win.
This is indeed the reality. A large number of refugees fled into the foot of the mountain and walked for seven or eight hours, becoming extremely tired.
Just as they were about to get out, they were attacked by bandits and everyone fled in fear.
The refugees sitting in various vehicles, in order to save their own lives, did not care about the various properties in the vehicles, and hurriedly supported each other and fled in one direction.
At a command from the leader of the mountain stronghold, the bandits on the hillside were divided into two teams. A small number of people were left on guard on the hillside, while the other bandits rushed down the mountain.
They pounced on the abandoned vehicles like hungry wolves, carrying away valuables.
Of course, there were many people left at the scene who were too slow to escape because they were injured or scared.
When they saw the bandits rushing down, they wanted to escape, but they were powerless and could not control their bodies at all. Many of them kept begging for mercy from the bandits.
The bandits wielded their weapons mercilessly at these people, sending these refugees to hell.
When a few bandits were moving valuables, they found a few beautiful women in a car. They couldn't bear to kill them, so they tied them up and took them away along with the looted valuables.
The leader of the mountain stronghold had so many subordinates that he didn't need to do anything himself. He stood halfway up the mountain and watched his subordinates reaping a rich harvest, and smiled triumphantly.
The bandits quickly cleaned up the battlefield, dragged the people in the carriage down, and killed them.
If the livestock were not injured, they were allowed to pull the carriage towards Black Wind Village, and the injured livestock were killed with a single knife, then loaded onto the carriage and taken back to be used as a dish.
Soon the bandits cleaned up the battlefield and left, leaving behind corpses all over the ground.