My Ability Pool is Superior - Chapter 436: Rebel Army

Big Flower Arm stood on high ground, waving both arms wildly with spittle flying.

Like an impassioned orator.

As for the content of the speech, there was nothing novel about it; it was just rehashing the same old lines from the White-Robed Mona Warriors.

But it was obvious that these words had extremely strong incitement, with outstanding results.

After all, to these civilians in the current situation, these words were indeed all facts.

Big Flower Arm, standing on the container, could clearly feel that almost all the faces of the civilians below showed a bit of intent.

“What are you doing? Why haven’t you dealt with that guy yet?”

A mid-level officer rushed over with a team of soldiers, his complexion extremely ugly.

He couldn’t understand why the soldiers responsible for this area would watch Big Flower Arm give a speech up there.

Due to too many onlooker civilians gathering, they were blocked and couldn’t get through.

In his urgency, he simply drew his pistol and pulled the trigger toward Big Flower Arm on the container.

Bang!

The sound of the gunshot made the scene fall silent for a moment.

Regrettably, this did not fully intimidate these civilians who had heard the speech; instead, it was like a spring pressed to the bottom, about to rebound.

This mid-level officer keenly noticed the difference here, feeling uneasy in his heart.

What irritated him even more was that his shot had not successfully shot Big Flower Arm to death.

A wooden shield that grew from Big Flower Arm’s back precisely blocked this bullet.

Big Flower Arm’s expression didn’t change; he didn’t even turn his head to observe the situation here.

Instead, with an even more impassioned tone, he roared: “Did you see that? They don’t want us to understand the truth, they don’t allow us to resist, they don’t bother to explain to us at all, they only shut us up by killing us!

Tell me! At this point, do we still have to continue enduring?!”

It seemed to be that Big Flower Arm’s speech had ignited the inner wrath, or perhaps seeing Big Flower Arm demonstrate supernatural power.

In any case, civilians began to respond one after another.

At first, the voices weren’t loud, but after discovering more and more people around responding, the roar of the civilians below also grew louder.

“Don’t.”

“Cannot endure.”

“No more endurance.”

But the various responses weren’t unified, inevitably becoming chaotic and noisy.

At this point, those civilians who had previously dispersed and returned to the forward base played their role.

It was hard for them to take the initiative to jump out, but they had the courage to cheer from the sidelines, and quite a lot of it.

These guys mixed in the crowd, and under their lead, the slogans gradually became unified and orderly.

“We want to resist!”

“Resistance!”

“Resistance!!!”

The shouts of over ten thousand people in unison made those in the midst feel as if the earth was shaking.

Not to mention that the number of people shouting this slogan simultaneously was far more than ten thousand.

The mid-level officer in the crowd completely panicked, gripping his pistol tightly, as if only holding the weapon tightly could give him a bit of courage.

The soldiers behind him were completely at a loss, chattering: “Officer, what should we do now?”

With so many people involved, things had truly escalated.

Even if they had the authority to choose to shoot these civilians to death, the numbers were simply too great.

Shooting one or two troublemakers caused no psychological burden.

But now with people everywhere, ordinary soldiers didn’t think they could take out all these civilians.

Moreover, as the crowd’s emotions boiled over, the primary issue now was no longer whether they would be held accountable; they should now consider how to survive this chaos.

This team of soldiers noticed that the gazes of the surrounding civilians looking at them were filled with undisguised anger.

Without exaggeration, as soon as one person made the first move, these enraged civilians around would immediately swarm and tear them to pieces.

Undoubtedly, this happening was just a matter of time.

Big Flower Arm on the container had no intention of cooling down the situation and continued to stoke the crowd’s anger.

“We should live better; we deserve better.”

“Come with me; let’s fight together for a better tomorrow.”

“Join us; from now on, our name will be Rebel Army!”

Only name and instrument cannot be faked to others.

This saying illustrates from the side just how important a name is to an organization.

Rebel Army.

These three words completely ignited the emotions of the civilians below.

“Beat them to death!”

Someone suddenly shouted and lunged at that mid-level officer.

The mid-level officer hadn’t even had time to shout for calm before he was tackled to the ground by civilians who quickly followed.

The team of soldiers behind him hesitated about accidentally injuring the officer and didn’t open fire immediately.

And this brief pause made them lose the last chance to control the situation.

Fists, teeth, wooden sticks—these attack methods weren’t lethal, but with such overwhelming numbers, a single individual was utterly powerless to resist.

Countless civilians swarmed forward like waves, easily overwhelming a lone skiff.

The riot didn’t just happen here.

With Big Flower Arm’s speech location as the center, it spread in all directions.

Armed forces holding their posts were knocked down one after another.

There were indeed quite a few ruthless-hearted soldiers who, facing the charging civilians, pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Unfortunately, the momentum was already set; a magazine was ultimately just dozens of bullets.

Such killing not only failed to calm the civilians but further ignited the crowd’s wrath.

Every second, countless people were injured or even died.

Under group influence, it was hard to feel fear.

As more and more civilians seized weapons from the soldiers’ hands, the intensity of the riot began to rise further.

……

When Lu Bai, Li Shan, and Feng Yixuan came out of the prefabricated board house, the riot had already spread to the residential area.

Everywhere, people could be seen smashing things, and the sound of firearms firing was like rain, never stopping.

“Holy crap, this seems a bit…”

Seeing this scene, Feng Yixuan immediately dropped her playful thoughts, kicked off the ground with both feet, and flipped onto the roof of the prefabricated board house.

She looked at the distant scene and clicked her tongue: “This is bad; how did everyone go crazy like this.”

Beep~ Beep~ Beep~

Urgent and uniform alarm whistles sounded from above.

Lu Bai looked up to see the drone swarm under program control rapidly flying toward the main riot area.

Hundreds of thousands of drones nearly blotted out the sky, allowing sunlight to sprinkle only through gaps in the drone swarm, full of sense of oppression.

Soon, the drones that had locked onto objectives began dive shooting.

People were gathered too densely; the blood mist from the explosions even formed a thick layer above the crowd’s heads, making it seem for a moment like the blood mist was about to condense into solid form.

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