I'm a zombie, what's the point of awakening the yellow-haired system?

"Captain Zheng," Zhang Chen sneered, "You didn't expect that, did you?"

It turned out that he had long guessed that Zheng Tianhu would use the Blood Wolf Group to deplete the power of the Northern Frontier, so he deliberately pretended to accept the challenge, but in fact he secretly led the elite troops to raid the Iron Blood Camp.

"How...how did you find this place?" Zheng Tianhu's face turned pale.

"Thanks to the insiders you sent," Zhang Chen approached step by step, "I followed their clues and found out your lair."

"Catch him!" Zhang Chen gave the order.

Zheng Tianhu wanted to resist, but was forced to retreat by Lin Xiaomo's fire ability. Soon, he and several other leaders of the Iron Blood Camp were subdued.

"Chief!" Gulimiya ran in to report, "We have the guards outside under our control. They...they didn't resist at all!"

Zhang Chen walked out of the basement and saw a shocking scene:

The ordinary personnel of the Iron Blood Camp stood numbly in the snow, their clothes were ragged, their faces were pale and thin, and their eyes were empty. Even when they saw their camp being captured, they did not react at all.

"You guys..." Zhang Chen frowned.

An old man staggered forward: "We...we've had enough."

"Zheng Tianhu and his people," the old man choked up, "treat us like animals. The people working don't have enough to eat or warm clothes, but they live in a warm basement and enjoy themselves!"

"That's right!" More people began to speak out, "They hoarded supplies for their own enjoyment, but we can only eat rotten rice!"

"My son is sick, and I asked them for some medicine, but they said... people who can't work don't deserve to live..."

Gulimiya's eyes turned red when she heard this, and she quickly took out hot soup and dry food from her backpack and distributed them to these poor people.

Zhang Chen walked up to Zheng Tianhu and said word by word: "Now you know why your people are unwilling to work for you, right?"

Zheng Tianhu lowered his head, not daring to look directly at those accusing eyes.

Chapter 710: Brutal and Inhumane

"Lock them up!" Zhang Chen ordered, "Wait for trial!"

Seeing Zheng Tianhu and others being taken away, the ordinary personnel of the Iron Blood Camp finally showed expressions of relief.

"If you want, you can join Northern Frontier," Zhang Chen told them, "there, everyone will be treated fairly."

"Really?" A hopeful voice came from the crowd.

"I promise." Zhang Chen said solemnly.

Gulimiya was moved to watch this scene from the side. This was the leader she admired, who was not afraid of power and cared about the people.

"Alright," Zhang Chen clapped his hands, "Let's transport the supplies here back to Northern Xinjiang first, so that everyone can have a warm winter!"

People cheered and began to move supplies busily. The snowstorm gradually stopped and the sky in the east began to turn pale.

New day, new hope.

On the hilltop in the distance, the Blood Wolf Group witnessed all this and shuddered. Their leader immediately ordered a retreat: "Don't mess with Zhang Chen, this guy... is too scary!"

The destruction of the Iron Blood Camp has caused all the forces that coveted the Northern Frontier to curb their ambitions. They finally understand that the people of this land would rather freeze to death than succumb to power.

And they will remember this lesson for a long, long time.

After taking over the Iron Blood Camp, Zhang Chen sent people to check the conditions of each branch camp. The results were shocking.

"Report to the leader," Lin Xiaomo held up the statistics table, her voice trembling, "The Iron Blood Camp has 128 camps under its jurisdiction, each with a few hundred people and a few thousand people. But..."

"But what?"

"But only the management can eat enough. Ordinary people are starving." She said angrily, "An underground slave labor camp was even discovered in Camp 36!"

Zhang Chen's eyes turned cold: "Take me to see it."

The underground workshop was dark and damp, with hundreds of skinny people working beside the machines. Some coughed until their faces turned red, but they didn't dare to stop.

"You..." Gulimiya asked distressedly, "Why don't you rest when you are sick?"

"Rest?" A middle-aged woman smiled bitterly, "If you get sick, you'll starve to death. The rule here is that if you can't work, you won't eat."

"What about medicine?"

"The medicines are all in the administration office," she said, coughing, "but they never give them to us, saying that we are not worth wasting them."

Zhang Chen clenched his fists: "Disband all the workshops immediately! Send the people to the hospital for treatment!"

As the news spread, people from various camps responded one after another. They overthrew the original management and welcomed Zhang Chen's men to take over.

"The leader is really our savior!" people cheered.

At the same time, there was a commotion in the dungeon where Zheng Tianhu was imprisoned.

"Look!" the guard shouted in panic, "Zheng Tianhu... is dead!"

When everyone rushed to the cell, they found Zheng Tianhu lying on the ground with a distorted face, obviously committing suicide by taking poison.

"Found this on him," a guard handed over a note.

Zhang Chen unfolded it and looked at it, his face changed drastically: "Not good!"

It turned out that Zheng Tianhu had already reached an agreement with the leaders of several other large camps. If anything happened to him, they would join forces to attack the northern border!

"Boom!" An explosion was heard in the distance.

"Report!" A hurried voice came from the communicator, "Enemy troops have been spotted in the southwest! They are from the Qinglong Gang!"

"There are enemies in the east!" another voice interrupted, "It's the Blood Hand Group, at least three thousand people!"

Zhang Chen calmly analyzed: "They want to besiege us from all sides."

Gulimiya said worriedly: "We just took over the Iron Blood Camp, and our forces are scattered..."

"No," Zhang Chen showed a mysterious smile, "This is our chance."

He picked up the communicator and said, "Order the new managers of each camp to implement the plan immediately!"

It turned out that Zhang Chen had expected this day to come. When he took over the camps, he secretly deployed forces. The liberated workers hated the original rulers more than anyone else.

"Let's see," Zhang Chen sneered, "are your mercenaries stronger, or are these oppressed people stronger!"

The uprising broke out in all the camps at the same time! Those who were originally numb took up arms and attacked the enemy's rear. They knew the terrain better than anyone else and hated the oppressors more than anyone else.

"Kill!" The angry roars one after another resounded through the sky.

The Qinglong Gang was caught off guard and their supply lines were cut off. The Blood Hands were even worse off and were surrounded in the valley.

"Surrender," Zhang Chen said into the loudspeaker from the city wall. "Your era is over."

The battle lasted less than three days before it ended. When the news spread, other forces coveting the northern border became silent.

They finally understood that what was terrifying about Zhang Chen was not his military power, but his ability to awaken the courage in ordinary people.

Gulimiya looked at Zhang Chen's back as he handled post-war affairs, her heart full of admiration: "The leader is so awesome!"

"No," Zhang Chen turned around and said gently, "It's these ordinary people who are amazing. They are the real heroes."

The snowstorm stopped, and the sun shone on the land of northern Xinjiang. This land, which had suffered so much, finally welcomed a new life.

In a corner of the prison, Zheng Tianhu's body was hastily buried. No one shed tears for this tyrant, and his death made people feel relieved.

This is what happens when tyranny strikes.

A few days later, shocking news spread throughout the camps:

"Have you heard? Captain Zheng of the Iron Blood Battalion is a good man!"

"Yes, they sent the supplies out of kindness, but Zhang Chen was greedy!"

"Now that Captain Zheng has died in prison, this blood debt must be paid with blood!"

The rumor spread like wildfire.

Zhang Chen sat in the command room, with intelligence from various places in front of him. Gulimiya stamped her feet anxiously: "This is too much! It was Zheng Tianhu who was exploiting the people, how come he has become a good guy now?"

"Interesting." Zhang Chen sipped his tea calmly. "These rumors spread so smoothly. Obviously someone is behind this."

"Joanna." He said suddenly.

A tall woman walked out from the shadows. She was wearing a black leather jacket and her eyes were as sharp as a knife: "Chief."

"Go find out the cause of Zheng Tianhu's death." Zhang Chen said, "I always feel that this matter is not simple."

Qiao Na nodded and left. As the best intelligence expert in the Northern Frontier, she never disappoints anyone.

At the same time, public opinion outside was intensifying.

"Zhang Chen is cruel and inhumane!"

"Give us back our kind Captain Zheng!"

"Eliminate harm for the people and kill the tyrant!"

Several organizations calling themselves the "Justice League" even began to collect supplies in preparation for an attack on Northern Xinjiang.

Gulimiya looked at the news and cried anxiously: "Chief, how about we explain it?"

"No need." Zhang Chen remained calm. "The more you explain, the more confusing it becomes. Just wait and see."

Three days later, Jonah returned.

"Chief," she said, her eyes sparkling with excitement, "I found something interesting."

Chapter 711 It’s Time to Settle the Accounts

She took out an autopsy report: "Zheng Tianhu did commit suicide by taking poison, but this poison was very special, it caused him to die from drunkenness and dreams."

"What's so special about this poison?" Gulimiya asked curiously.

"It won't kill you instantly," Jonah explained, "but it will put you into a state of suspended animation. If you take the antidote in time, you can be resurrected within three days."

Zhang Chen's eyes lit up: "Go on."

"What's even more interesting is," Qiao Na took out a photo, "I found this in Zheng Tianhu's secret basement."

The photo shows a sophisticated communication device, and the mark on it is clearly the emblem of the "Blood Shadow Organization".

"Blood Shadow Organization!" Gulimiya exclaimed, "That mysterious underground organization?"

Zhang Chen thought thoughtfully: "I see. Zheng Tianhu is a pawn of Blood Shadow. They use the Iron Blood Camp to collect intelligence and resources. Now that Zheng Tianhu has been exposed, they will let him stage a "tragic death" so that they can throw the dirty water on us."

"Then Zheng Tianhu is now..."

"They should have been transferred to a safe place," Jonah said, "but I found the transfer route."

Zhang Chen stood up: "Okay! It's time for us to fight back."

He picked up the communicator: "Order the special operations team to take action tonight. Target: the Blood Shadow Organization's secret base in the north."

"What about the rumors?" Gulimiya asked.

"Let them continue to spread the rumors," Zhang Chen showed an unfathomable smile, "When we catch Zheng Tianhu and the truth comes out, the faces of these rumormongers will be very interesting."

As night fell, a team in black set out quietly.

And in a hidden basement, the "dead" Zheng Tianhu was discussing plans with the people from the Blood Shadow Organization.

"Very good," said a masked man, "Public opinion has completely turned to our side. In a few days, we will be able to eliminate Zhang Chen with justification!"

"Hahaha!" Zheng Tianhu laughed triumphantly, "This time I'm going to make sure he dies without a burial place!"

Little do they know that the Grim Reaper's scythe is quietly approaching. On this cold night, a shocking reversal is about to take place.

Zhang Chen stood in front of the window of the command room, looking at the snow outside, with a sneer on his face: "Want to play a propaganda war? Then I'll show you what a real reversal of public opinion is!"

Zheng Tianhu's body lay quietly in the cell, his face distorted and cold.

"Confirmed dead," the doctor said after examining her. "It was suicide by taking poison."

Zhang Chen stood aside, frowning. This man who had run the Iron Blood Camp like a steel fortress, ended his life so easily?

Not right.

"Qionna," he called over his most trusted intelligence expert, "Go check it out."

Joanna nodded and left. However, before she could start investigating, a bigger storm swept in.

"Zhang Chen is cruel and inhumane!"

"Captain Zheng treated his subordinates well, but was framed and killed!"