Doomsday Revenge: Payback Time (Josie) novel Chapter 382

Chapter 382

Chapter 382.

A voice from the crowd spoke up in sinister tone, “That’s easy for you to say. But she might riht grabs me first, right? You’re the leader why don ‘you’ charge first?”

“Exactly! You can see their weapons are superior! They have so many guns and shells-tow are we supposed to fight tha

“We’re made of flesh and bone! We can’t survive th

“Why don’t you Supers go first? You’re all Tier-6 now. Taking a hit shouldn’t be a problem for you, right?

With a few sentences, the commander was backed into a corner. He had no choice but to look back at Tate for orders.

Tate, however, valued his own life above all else. He could distinguish very clearly between worthless civilians and valuable Supers.

Tate gave a contemptuous smile. “Cut the crap! The base has been feeding them, and now they think they can act like lords? They eat my food, drink water, and live in my buildings. Their lives belong to the base! If I tell them to go, they go! They have no choice! If anyone tries to retreat-kill them where they stand!”

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The commander gritted his teeth and relayed the order. “Everyone, charge! Anyone who retreats will be executed on the sport

Someone in the crowd grew indignant. “Executed? Who the hell do you think-*

*Pop!*

Before the man could finish, his head exploded from a gunshot.

Silence fell over the field.

Tate blew the smoke from the barrel of his gun and said lazily, “Still haven’t figured out the situation? Do you really think this is still the age of peace? You want to talk to me about fairness? Are you even worthy?”

“If you want someone to blame, blame Josie Quinn. If you want someone to hate, hate Josie Quinn. If it weren’t for her, you wouldn’t be facing this disaster today!”

“This is what happens when someone refuses to follow my orders.”

“The base has fed you for a long time. It’s time you made a contribution.”

“Once we take down Josie Quinn, everyone will be rewarded according to their merit!”

The crowd remained silent. The man who had just been shot lay on the ground, his empty eyes staring at the sky. His corpse was a glaring reminder to everyone that this was no longer a world of law.

It was the law of the jungle. Survival of the fittest. The strong ruled the weak.

It was no longer a question of whether they wanted to harass Josie. They had to charge. Because today, they were going to die either by Jose a hand or by the base’s hand.

If they died by Josie’s hand, they got nothing. But if they were killed by the base, their bodies would be trampled into the mad choice left.

After a long silence, and under the repeated threats of the commander, they were forced to launch another attack on Josie

Rat-tat-tat-tat!”

The cycle repeated, over and over.

as traitors. They had ne

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