The leader on the opposite side looked bewildered, unable to understand why the middle-aged man across from him suddenly asked such a strange question.
"What exactly do you want to say?" the Salvation Army leader asked, puzzled.
"It might rain today," Third Uncle said to himself, his eyes glancing at Li Yu and the others who were encircling them.
"..."
"Could he be an idiot?" a subordinate beside him muttered.
Behind Third Uncle, Li Yu and the others had quickly formed an encirclement around the Salvation Army. They were all hidden behind Zhu Zi, not yet showing themselves.
Seeing Li Yu raise his hand to signal, Third Uncle understood and slowly lowered the gun in his hand.
The Salvation Army leader holding a gun and Team leader Qian both breathed a sigh of relief, slowly lowering their pistols as well.
The Salvation Army had always been short on firearms and ammunition, unable to withstand attrition. Now, ammunition was limited and rationed. Even the pistol in the current leader's hand barely had two magazines.
Li Yu, from behind, saw that the Salvation Army member had not aimed his pistol at Third Uncle, and quickly fired.
One shot hit the leader's hand. This person could not die; as the highest-ranking leader currently here, he knew the most information. Keeping him alive could yield more intelligence.
Less than half a second after the first shot, another shot hit Team leader Qian's gun-holding hand, and the pistol simultaneously dropped to the ground.
Two gunshots rang out before the Salvation Army leader could even cry out.
The sound of gunfire from behind followed immediately.
Bang, bang, bang!
Suddenly, gunfire erupted fiercely.
Li Yu and the others, who had encircled the Salvation Army, were well-prepared. Before coming here, they had already planned to eliminate the enemy as quickly as possible this time, without delay.
The situation unfolded like this: at the very front of the street, Third Uncle stood alone, continuously sweeping the Salvation Army with a submachine gun.
On the left and right sides, Li Yu, Da Pao, Yang Tianlong, and others poured bullets into the Salvation Army.
Like harvesting wheat, the Salvation Army members fell in swathes.
The street was already open and empty, with nothing to obstruct them, so for a time, these Salvation Army members were like lambs to the slaughter, massacred by Li Yu and the others.
Li Yu's habit had always been to resolve enemies as much as possible before speaking, thus leaving little room for the enemy to resist.
There wasn't much idle chatter either.
After being shot, the Salvation Army leader let out a loud wail, but immediately hearing the surrounding gunfire, he endured the pain of his wrist bone being pierced, clutched his wound tightly with his right hand, and dropped to the ground.
That drop saved his life, as bullets quickly flew over, narrowly missing his head.
Bullets rained down, pouring into the bodies of a hundred people.
Originally, over a hundred, but fewer than two hundred, Salvation Army members had come this time.
However, Third Uncle had already killed nearly 60 people single-handedly before, and now, the remaining hundred or so people on this street had little power to resist the advantage of firearms.
This was a tragedy.
The law of the jungle is a tragedy, and hitting a hard board is also a tragedy.
In less than a few minutes, only the sounds of wailing remained on the street.
After all, not everyone was a sharpshooter. For example, Uncle, Fourth Uncle, and others, although they had used firearms at the base, this was their first time truly killing people with guns.
People always need a first time; otherwise, how can they grow?
So, even knowing their marksmanship wasn't great, they were still brought out. This was also a form of training. It was believed that after this, they would adapt better to this apocalypse.
One tree cannot make a forest; the people in the base must grow up.
As the gunfire ceased, Li Yu and the others drew their long knives and began walking towards these people.
In many movies and TV shows, it's often seen that after killing an enemy, they don't finish them off, leading to the enemy having a chance to escape, and then the enemy always finds an opportunity to reappear and seek revenge.
Li Yu always made sure to finish off enemies. This habit had been passed on to the others in the base, and they were now accustomed to it as well.
Li Yu didn't go to finish off the others; instead, he walked towards the Salvation Army leader hiding behind a few corpses. He had been very careful to avoid hitting this person when he fired earlier.
His purpose was not to kill him, at least not for now.
Many things Mao Ge said, Li Yu wasn't sure if they were true, so he needed confirmation from some people.
The leader squinted, searched the ground, but couldn't find the pistol he had dropped earlier.
He gently turned his head, lowering it, seemingly trying to feign death, but then saw Li Yu's group actually beginning to finish people off with knives, one by one.
Thinking it would be his turn sooner or later, he could no longer hold back. He seized an opportunity, immediately got up, and ran towards a nearby alley, but the alley was still some distance from the street, and the street was covered in corpses, causing him to trip over a body by accident.
Li Yu looked at him and shouted, "One more step, and I'll shoot."
The leader immediately stopped, as if giving up. He suddenly transformed from being panicked to calm.
Li Yu saw that there were still some living people on the ground, but most of them had gunshot wounds. So he had Da Pao gather them, as he wanted to question them collectively.
The leader looked at the decisive man before him and roughly understood why Mao Ge and the others hadn't returned.
There was no room for negotiation at all, not even a conversation; he just started shooting directly.
Terrifying, truly terrifying.
He even felt internally that compared to these fierce and ruthless people, their Salvation Army was like docile sheep.
"I'm coming over, I'm shot, don't kick me, ah!" a gasp came from nearby.
One of the Salvation Army members had been shot in the thigh, but was otherwise intact. He was now lying on the ground, unwilling to move. Da Pao kicked him, and not only did he kick him, but he also pulled out a knife and plunged it into the man's other leg.
This Salvation Army member wanted to cry but had no tears. However, seeing Da Pao's cold expression, he dared not linger, but alas, both his legs were injured, and he couldn't stand up.
Yet he dared not delay for a moment. Instead, he crawled forward with effort, moving quite quickly.
Some other Salvation Army members also wanted to resist, but Li Yu's side always worked in pairs, one finishing off the enemy, the other observing.
Yang Tianlong and Third Uncle were also positioned front and back, constantly watching the street for anyone else who might stand up, and if they did, they were immediately shot.
Two people tried to play dead, but were mercilessly shot dead.
In less than 10 minutes, out of over a hundred Salvation Army members, only fewer than 10 survivors remained.
But these Salvation Army members were basically all injured, lying on the ground wailing, looking at Li Yu and the others as if they were devils.
Fourth Uncle had always been relatively simple and slow to react to many things. Coupled with having killed some enemies before, he now looked at the bodies strewn across the ground without any panic.
