As soon as this is said.

Other members of the World-Salvation Association also shouted: "Yes, we are the World-Salvation Association!"

"What else is more important than us!"

"Come all the soldiers here!"

Sacrifice World Congress.

These three words seem to be destined to be superior.

On the intercom, Mike still refused: "Those ten thousand soldiers are stationed at the control center, and the control center controls the steel gate..."

"So what!" Mr. Carnegie seemed to be scared by the battle below and the crowd of people who were not afraid of death. He looked at the 300,000 people who died with red eyes and said without doubt: "Are we better control the center! The steel gates were all built by us!"

"These people are not idle and attacking the control center! They just want to kill us!"

"They dare not open the door of steel! Then everyone will die! They just want to break into the building!"

Other members of the World Sacrifice Association were also infected by the tension in Mr. Carnegie and they all agreed loudly.

The old man coughed unhappyly: "Mr. Carnegie, calm down."

"Calm down, how do you tell me to calm down? Look at the people who died outside!" Mr. Carnegie pointed out the window: "If they seize the opportunity, they will definitely tear us into pieces!"

“I requested a voting meeting!”

Mr. Carnegie shouted.

Suddenly, the originally nervous conference room became silent.

Voting meeting!

Mr. Carnegie shouted: "Agree to transfer other soldiers to protect us, raise our hands!"

After saying that, Mr. Carnegie was the first to raise his hand.

The old man glanced coldly, and some members did not dare to look at the old man, but listened to the gunshots outside the window and the crazy crowd, and still raised their hands silently.

In the end, only the old man did not raise his hand.

"Old man." Mr. Carnegie laughed and said, "Did you see the vote result?"

As the top spot, the old man has two votes.

General Mike is not here, and his vote can be voted on by the old man.

But even if you have three votes, the result is still obvious.

"This is the result of everyone's vote, this is the will of the World Congress." Mr. Carnegie said in a deep voice: "My grandpa, the result of the vote of the World Congress cannot be violated!"

The old man didn't say anything.

"Mike!" Mr. Carnegie grabbed the intercom and said, "Call all the soldiers outside the Iron Gate! Come and protect us!"

"You're crazy!" Mike cursed on the intercom, "Then the control center..."

"This is the result of the voting for the World-Salvation Conference!" Mr. Carnegie said in a deep voice: "You should know what this means. If you violate it, now your soldiers will be hungry and don't even have to drink water. See who they will listen to then!"

The walkie-talkie fell silent.

The old man sighed and said slowly, "Mr. Carnegie, can I transfer five thousand?"

"Control center, it's very important."

Mr. Carnegie looked at the old man's expression and finally relaxed the bottom line. He said in a deep voice: "Seven thousand! No more missing!"

The old man was silent for a moment: "Mike, listen to him."

"But……"

"Didn't you hear it? This is the result of the voting meeting." The old man said slowly: "Listen to him."

"Okay." General Mike sighed, signaling the staff officer beside him to bring another walkie-talkie, and after briefly adjusting the frequency, he raised it to Mike's mouth.

Mike said in a deep voice: "The Control Center Garage."

"This is the Rockefeller Building's residence, and the one who talks to you is General Mike."

The walkie-talkie responded respectfully: "Please instruct."

"Send seven thousand people to support the Rockefeller Building garrison and strangle the mob from the rear." General Mike said in a deep voice.

"yes."

Thirty seconds later.

"boom!!!"

A small courtyard located in the "Military Zone" is surrounded by high walls, connected to the power grid, and is heavily armed.

This yard of only a few hundred square meters has a fort-like building, with no windows and is airtight.

There are more than a dozen reconnaissance watchtowers outside the yard, each watchtower has five soldiers, equipped with heavy snipers, r/pg, and light and heavy machine guns.

And at this time.

"Buzz!"

The heavy iron door slowly opened, and military vehicles loaded with soldiers rushed out!

There were also heavy armored vehicles, tank vehicles and other heavy armors roaring towards the standing Rockefeller Building.

As the seven thousand warriors left, the defensive power of this control center was reduced to the naked eye, and even there were only two warriors left on each watchtower.

On the street outside the courtyard, there is a sewer.

A pair of eyes looked at the yard in the foul silt through the gap in the sewer.

"Boss Mu." A figure walked from the front of the sewer and whispered: "The sewer in front cannot be accessed. Like the Rockefeller Building, only the pipes are connected here, and the sewer is not allowed to pass by."

"Then I can only attack head-on." Mu Wanxia breathed out and looked behind her.

Behind me, there were dense people standing in the sewer!

"Everyone." Mu Wanxia picked up the walkie-talkie: "The 300,000 brothers over there are crazy attacking the Rockefeller Building."

"But to be honest, their offense will not have any results."

"Their mission is to delay time with our lives and let us start the real battle."

"Now, most of the soldiers in the control center are going to support the Rockefeller Building."

"It's time for us to get on!"

Mu Wanxia pushed open the sewer exit and said in a deep voice: "All exits, master, take down the control center!"

Only a moment.

In the alleys on the surrounding streets, sewer exits were opened, and mice-like figures crawled out!

"kill!"

In just a moment, figures in work clothes filled the streets around the courtyard. Three RPGs rushed towards the thick iron gate with a swaying fire!

"boom!!!"

The iron door is broken!

"Run!"

"Kill in!"

In the courtyard, gunfire sounds were everywhere in the alert tower instantly, and a soldier shouted loudly with a walkie-talkie: "Enemy attack!"

But when he looked up and saw the dense crowds of people on the street, he felt desperate.

How many people do you have to do this?

How can they block the only three thousand remaining people?

Just half an hour.

The courtyard fell.

Although the defenders in the control center are well-equipped, only three thousand men remain!

Those in work clothes were like they were desperate, roaring in, and the people in the front row even carried heavy steel plates to resist the bullets.

The people in the front row were killed by grenades, and the people in the back row were repaired and continued to rush in while stepping on the body!

Three thousand people can't stop so many!

In just half an hour, the streets were filled with corpses, but the control centers were all also destroyed.

A middle-aged man held a gun and pointed at the soldiers tied up with his hands and drove them out of the yard.

"Everything out!"

"You dare to attack the control center!" An officer looked ugly and gritted his teeth and said, "What are you doing when you attack this place!"

“There is no valuable property here!”

"If you want money, go to the Rockefeller Building! That's where the big guys are!"

Middle-aged man looked expressionless: "You should take care of so much."

"Tell your sir, you are not allowed to attack us until the gods come to an end!"

As soon as these words came out, the officer was stunned: "You... are you not going to escape?"

"Are you crazy? When my comrades arrive and surrounded this place, you can't even leave!"

"Hmph." The middle-aged man said coldly: "It doesn't matter, but if you attack us before the gods come to an end... don't blame us for opening the door, everyone will die together!"
Chapter completed!