Shen Yi knew what it would be like to announce the number of victims and deaths.
At first, it would make people realize the seriousness of the disaster.
It would have a certain mobilizing effect.
However, if this number suddenly exceeded the range that people could bear, they would be afraid, panic, and fall into chaos.
After that, they would be numb.
No matter how the number rose, there would be no reaction. Even if they knew that this number represented lives, they would only say "Oh".
Then, they would have no will to resist.
"But then again, if the entire civilization is easily defeated by the fear brought by death, then there is nothing to look forward to," Shen Yi thought in his heart.
Death was inevitable at the end of the world.
He already had an idea.
But he still had to see how people would react when they saw death.
Although, everyone hoped that this moment would not come.
However, they did not even have to wait for too long.
"Report!" A voice suddenly came from the live broadcast, and it was obvious that it was trembling. "Commander Sun, this is Guangming District's shelter. We have a shelter building … collapsed. We can't hold on here for long."
This was the terrifying part of a hurricane.
As long as a building collapsed around them.
The stones that were swept up would hit everything around them crazily.
The nearby shelters would not be spared.
On the other side of the voice, continuous loud collisions could be heard.
"Brother, do you have any last wishes?" Sun Xinran said softly. He did not say any comforting words.
In the face of such a disaster, on such a battlefield, everyone had to be prepared to sacrifice themselves, including himself.
"I haven't left a message for my son." The man on the other side of the communication line took a deep breath. "I want to tell my son that in this life, I have not let down my parents, you, your mother, and everyone else! After your mother and I leave, don't be too sad. No matter how big the disaster is behind, you have to live on with all your strength! "
It was as if God was waiting for him to finish his last words. As soon as his voice fell, the violent sound of the wind and the howling of the wind swallowed all other sounds.
Then, there was a dead silence.
In a certain underground shelter, a man was wailing.
He was the son of the man who left a message in the live broadcast just now.
Many people around him hugged him tightly.
No words could comfort this pain.
"Guang Ming District, 3,325 people, confirmed to be sacrificed." Sun Xinran's solemn voice came from the live broadcast.
He did not use the word "killed."
Instead, he used the word "sacrifice."
Just like how he had always described this place as a battlefield.
"Every person who has sacrificed their life in the battle against the disaster is the heroic soul of the entire civilization!" Yi Mingyuan followed. His voice was excited and impassioned. "Our civilization will never forget them. We will never forget this part of history. Everyone who survives will carry their hopes and dreams on their shoulders! I will continue to fight! We'll tell our descendants that our civilization can't be defeated by anything! "
These words were not in the script of the livestream.
But when the first batch of victims appeared.
Yi Mingyuan couldn't control his emotions either.
Perhaps he would die here today. This was his choice, and he would not regret it.
However, he hoped that his death would be more valuable and give the others the courage to continue fighting!
Many of the people in front of the screen clenched their fists tightly, hugged their families, or cried.
The ones who had sacrificed were their compatriots. They could feel the empathy that came from the same civilization.
And the last words with relief and blessings made them feel an indescribable tragedy.
But this was only the beginning.
Only ten minutes later.
The emergency channel that could only be accessed at the last moment of every difficult area sounded again.
"Commander Sun, the wall of the cultural park's difficult area has been knocked out." This time, the voice was even calmer. "We can only fight to this point. Please continue to fight!"
Sun Xinran was speechless. His body was straight as he silently saluted.
This was a soldier who was supporting the troops.
On the map, the second light disappeared.
Another difficult area was completely destroyed.
Time continued to pass.
Then the third, the fourth …
It wasn't even just Shanhu City.
There were also several nearby cities that were also under the threat of the hurricane.
Every disappearing dot of light represented thousands of lives.
There were even some that couldn't be carried out at the last communication report.
However, everyone who made the report showed courage.
Those who could take on this job were all carefully selected. Their task was to report the sacrifice at the last moment and leave blessings and encouragement for those who were still alive.
Just like in war.
And the bullet screen, from the initial silence, became more and more the same word.
"Rest in peace!"
People had already felt the horror of the disaster from the disappearing light spots and the dying lives.
But they also felt it.
It was also these people who were still trying to convey the faith in the face of disaster and death.
Fight to the end! Try your best to survive!
Shen Yi already knew why Hong Feizhang, Yuan Shilin, and the others had made such an arrangement.
Death would indeed spread fear, but the courage to face death would also move people.
At least, with these reports, these people were already real soldiers who had sacrificed themselves in battle.
Honor accompanied them.
But that was not enough!
Shen Yi could still see the fear in people's hearts. After all, they were not real soldiers. At least, they had not adapted to this new identity.
It was time to do something.
"Clove, send the notice."
"Yes!" Clove replied.
At this moment.
Everyone in the world could see that the Pan-Humanist Guardians had sent a new message.
[The Eastern civilization has shown courage worthy of recognition in the face of disaster and death. The Pan-Humanist Guardians will send 30 medium-sized transport planes to support them in resisting the disaster as a show of encouragement.]
Yes, this was what Shen Yi planned to do.
Compared to this level of death itself.
What was more dangerous was to be defeated by the fear of death.
But what if the courage in the face of death could bring recognition or even support from the association?
He wanted to add fuel to the fire of people's confidence and courage!
The transport planes that had been drawn out before had strong power and strong alloy shell defense, enough to support them to fly steadily in such a hurricane.
One plane cost 200,000 points.
This time, it directly used half of Shen Yi's points.
But if it could help people get through this period of time and change their will from civilians to warriors, it was worth it!
Not to mention.
Judging from the current disaster, these 30 transport planes that surpassed the era could more or less earn back some points.
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