"We are lucky, we have come here, have a place to settle down, a place to let us live, a place to let us have dignity and hope, this is my, everyone's, and our common home!"
Di Ping's voice rose again, and his voice was exciting, like a river. The waves rolled like clouds and thunder in the sky.
All the people's hearts beat wildly, as if there was a strange rhythm, so that everyone followed his rhythm, and all people's thinking began to follow his voice.
"We can live a safe and happy life here, we can eat and wear warm here, and we can enjoy a new happy life here..."
with di Ping's words, scenes of happy life begin to appear in everyone's mind, where they can sleep safely, eat enough, and live happily with their families.
All of a sudden, di Ping's voice turned, and his voice was filled with anger:
"but! If someone wants to destroy our hard won peace, do you agree? "
"No!"
Three thousand people were stunned at first, but then burst into unprecedented roar.
"Some people want to destroy our homes and let us live without fixed places again. Do you agree?"
Di Ping roared again.
"No!"
Three thousand people burst out in a regular roar. The roar was like a raging sea, rolling up thousands of waves, and even the dark clouds in the sky were swept away.
All the faces showed madness. They seemed to see that they were once again displaced, hungry and frightened. They were living like mice. They were all angry, and they were all ferocious and roaring.
"They bully you, rob you of your property, bully your wives and daughters. Some of them even sell the base, unite with the enemy to attack the base, and destroy our hard-earned life. What do you say?"
Di Ping suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed to more than 30 people kneeling on the ground.
"Kill them!"
All of them fell into a kind of group fanaticism and roared wildly. If it was not blocked by the hundreds of fighters in front, these would surely rush to kill these people in the first time.
Three or four people knelt on the ground and looked at the people who were eating their flesh and blood raw. They were all shaking with fear. Some of them had already lost their urination and defecation.
"Kill them..."
people roared, and their voices and expressions became more and more wild and surging. Hundreds of fighters were influenced by these group emotions and gradually joined in the roar.
Don't talk about them. Even Han Zhongguo, Lu Guoliang and Cheng Chao, who are standing behind Di Ping, also have fanaticism in their eyes and reverence in their eyes.
In particular, Liu Bingyu, Yu Shujie, Ning Nan, yunmengsi and other women have a red tide on their faces. They look at di Ping with a burning look in their eyes.
"All right
Di Ping's voice is not big, but it is like spring thunder, which wakes up the people in the madness. All of them stop shouting and quietly look at di Ping. It seems that they have been fixed by the collective, and the expression on their faces has not changed.
At this time, several people in Han Zhongguo's eyes were shocked. The sudden change of painting style had no buffer in the middle. It suddenly stopped, such as time suddenly stopped, or the high-speed train stopped instantaneously. It was a kind of extremely sudden uncomfortable feeling, which made people feel uncomfortable and was about to vomit blood.
This is what kind of terrorist influence to achieve such a moment to master emotions, which is God.
They know that from this moment, no one can shake the status of Diping, no one can shake the foundation of the base.
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