Changling Alien Realm (4)
Editor: Simple MTL
Tonight, the northwest wind blew.
A group of uninvited guests had arrived at the north city wall of Changling City.
They were wearing full protective clothing and thick insulating gloves. They walked up the city wall with heavy steps.
Each of them was carrying a wooden bucket that was half the height of a person on their shoulders.
Bang.
Bang, bang, bang...
About five minutes later, nearly a hundred people lined up and were all in position. Under the command of the person in charge, they placed the wooden buckets in the battlements of the city wall.
The barrels were aimed at the dark city buildings below.
"The meaning of society lies in people."
The person in charge's voice was hoarse as he pointed below. "It's even more so for the city."
The subordinates on both sides were silent.
"So, after tonight."
"There will be no longer any mountains in the world."
"For fairness."