() "You have the guts. When today's incident is over, you will be dead." Chen Feng roared.
"Find me first and then talk." The district chief hung up the phone.
"Damn, that stinks of garbage." Chen Feng looked at his phone, feeling angry but unable to vent his anger.
After the district chief hung up the phone, he said to the soldiers: "How is it? Are you satisfied with what I just said?"
"Well, I am very satisfied. But if you say this, it will really kill your way out."
"If you can't help it, then let it go. This incident in Nancheng is getting bigger and bigger. Even if the matter calms down, I will be punished. I know Norward too well. Life is just like a plaything in his eyes. Once he is If I'm guilty, what awaits me is not a simple death sentence, but being captured by him and used as a human experiment." The district chief said fearfully.
"So, are you really determined to join our rebel army this time?"
"Yes, for sure, I have no choice. Although I am not good at martial arts, I am very good at administrative management. You will always have some use for me."
"What about your family?"
"I have been sent to the countryside a long time ago. I have long known that this officialdom does not last long. Especially civil servants, they can be replaced at any time."
"You are a sensible person." The soldier smiled.
"That's to be prepared for danger in times of peace. However, I would like to know how big the scale of our rebel army is?" the district chief asked tentatively.
In fact, the district chief had always had his own little plan. First, he would cooperate with the rebels and get acquainted with the soldiers. After that, we need to carefully assess the strength of this rebel army and the size of this secret party. If the scale is not large, it will eventually be destroyed. If this is the case, the district chief will find an opportunity to leave, hide in a basement in the countryside, and live an underground life with his several wives.
"We don't know how big the rebel army is. Anyway, we all listen to the platoon leader." the soldier replied.
"That's right, we are just small soldiers, so why worry about it too much? Just listen to your immediate superiors." Another soldier replied.
"Even a soldier is a human being, and he has the right to survive, right?" the district chief asked.
"What do you mean?" One of the soldiers became a little angry.
"Don't get me wrong, what I mean is that the number of rebels is too small and they will be outnumbered sooner or later. There are five military bases around Nancheng. Although most of the troops have been transferred outside Peicheng by the three generals, there are still Thirty thousand troops, and there are generals above the rank of major general. Sooner or later they will personally come to suppress the rebels."
"I know this, but so what. I have been with the platoon leader through life and death, and I believe what he says."
"What did he say to make you believe that?"
"He said that once the rebels rise up, they will announce the coming of a new era. Our leaders are not ordinary people, but prophets who can predict the future. The rebels will overthrow Peicheng and establish a new rule."
"First...prophet? Real or fake?" This was the first time the district chief heard about any other prophets in Peicheng City.
"The clown incident was planned by the prophet."
"Oh my god, is there really a prophet?" The more the district chief heard, the more mysterious it became. However, the word prophet is still very lofty. If there really is a prophet, then the rebel army might really be able to succeed.
At this time, the door of the armored vehicle opened, and a soldier commander shouted to everyone: "The shells and ammunition are almost used up, and we are about to enter a hand-to-hand battle. You all should come out. The district chief should stay in the car and don't move, otherwise something will happen." We are not responsible."
"Okay, okay, come on," the district chief said with a smile.
On the other side, the surrounding factories in Peicheng are suffering brutal suppression.
Ordinary workers simply
He was no match for the soldiers and was easily suppressed. The soldiers started killing on a large scale. When more than one-third of the workers were killed or injured, the rest of the workers basically gave up resistance. The workers who could escape fled, and those who couldn't quickly knelt down and surrendered.
Most of the factories were quickly controlled by soldiers and the riots were ended. However, at the arsenal, the suppression operation did not go so smoothly.
Those workers may not have high combat effectiveness, but they all wear armor.
This complete set of armor can wrap a person from head to toe. The only exposed part is a pair of eyes, so these workers can easily block soldiers' gun attacks.
After the workers put on these protective gears, they became much more confident, and the fights were fierce. Thousands of workers rushed towards the soldiers, completely ignoring their guns.
The soldiers at the end dropped their guns, drew their weapons, and engaged in hand-to-hand combat with the workers.
As soon as this hand-to-hand combat started, the gap appeared. Specially trained soldiers can easily defeat workers, attacking their eyes and joints. After a while, several workers' hands were cut off.
Although one soldier can defeat ten workers. But there were only a few hundred soldiers here, and thousands of workers.
In addition, these workers are not leaderless, but are led by many foremen. Some of these foremen were Pang Long's direct subordinates and core members of the party. The strength is not very high, but no worse than that of ordinary soldiers.
The foremen led the workers to use the human sea tactic, pressing directly against the soldiers with their bodies. Several workers grabbed one of the sappers, and another worker took off the soldier's helmet. Then another worker chopped off the soldier's neck with a knife.
Soon, the battle became one-sided for the soldiers, who fought and retreated.
One company commander judged that this situation would only lead to the destruction of the army, and directly gave the order to retreat.
Another company commander called Xu Zijian, but Xu Zijian did not answer.
At this time, Xu Zijian was busy leading everyone to suppress another arsenal.
The situation in this arsenal was different from the previous one, and the soldiers actually had the upper hand. There are also hundreds of soldiers, but Xu Zijian personally leads the team here, and there are also several battalion commanders.
What Xu Zijian used was not an ordinary knife, but a super machete. How big is this knife? It's over two meters long and one meter wide. Every time Xu Zijian swung his knife, he could knock away more than a dozen workers.
Perhaps because of the armor, the workers would not be injured. However, they were hit with internal injuries, and some of them died from the impact that caused their internal organs to be shattered.
Each knife made a loud bang. The power of a knife is comparable to that of a cannon. No, it should be more powerful than a cannon.
With Xu Zijian and several battalion commanders personally leading the team, the soldiers were advancing steadily and the workers were retreating. Many workers were just ordinary people, and when they saw something was wrong, they started running away.
The foremen have their own mission, which is to delay the army and buy time for the rebels in the southern city. Therefore, the foremen resisted desperately, and some loyal workers who had a particularly good relationship with the foremen also resisted tenaciously.
But even so, it cannot change the disadvantage. The number of dead and injured workers was only about two to three hundred, but the number of workers who escaped was thousands.
The remaining few hundred workers couldn't possibly delay the process for too long.
At this time, a smart foreman suddenly thought of a TV series before the end of the world, that is, in the case of absolute disadvantage, there is no need to fight head-on. Since we are stalling for time, we will fight while escaping, playing guerrilla warfare.
The foreman quickly reached a consensus with the other foremen, and they immediately led the workers to retreat, fighting and retreating. The teams that had already fled saw the foremen
After retreating with a neat team, he took the initiative to join the team of foremen. Because there is leadership and unity, it is easier to survive.
Soon, all the workers in this arsenal were evacuated. To some extent, the soldiers had nominally occupied the factory.
At this time, Xu Zijian was free. He took out his phone and saw many missed calls. The battle just now was so intense that the noise drowned out the ringtones of cell phones.
Xu Zijian immediately called back. After the call was answered, the other party shouted anxiously: "General Xu, we can't handle it. The casualties have reached more than a hundred. I have temporarily retreated."
"Well, it's normal that you can't handle it. These workers have put on soldier armor, and their overall combat power has been greatly improved. Don't worry, the soldiers in other factories should have completed their suppression operations now. I will ask them to support you immediately, and wait until the military strength If the number reaches 10,000, you can crush each other.”
"Understood, then let's wait where we are."
"Okay." Xu Zijian hung up the phone.
At this time, a soldier hurriedly came to report: "Report to the leader, the retreating workers have not gone far. They have reorganized their formation about 200 meters away from here, and they seem to intend to continue to resist."
"They didn't run away? What's their purpose?" Xu Zijian was confused. Could it be that the other party wanted to fight and run at the same time? Do you want to fight guerrillas?
At this moment, Xu Zijian's phone rang again.
Xu Zijian looked at his phone and saw an unknown number.
"Hello?"
"Is it Xu Zijian, General Xu?"
"Who are you?"
"I am Chen Feng, leader of the Nancheng Special Police Team."
"What's up?"
In normal times, Xu Zijian and Chen Feng have no intersection and have never met. One is a soldier and the other is a policeman, and they have no contact at all.
"General Xu, I just contacted the city lord. He said that the troops in the Nancheng area are now under your control."
"Yes, what's wrong?"
"Can you please ask General Xu to lead troops to reinforce the Jinmen Building encirclement in Nancheng? Now we have been raided by several small armies. They are not many in number, about two to three thousand in total, but our police and militia cannot resist the regular army, so There is a stalemate for the time being. If the regular army marches in and causes greater chaos, the wanted Joker will take the opportunity to escape."
"Chen Feng, let's be honest. We are already very busy dealing with factory riots, and it is impossible to have extra energy to support the Golden Gate Building siege."
"No, no, no, what I mean is that you should just give up on dealing with the factory riots. Put me here first and catch the wanted Joker first," Chen Feng said anxiously.
"Is it so important that Joker Wanted? He doesn't even care about factory riots?"
"Yes, it's really important."
"What does the city lord mean? Without his order, I dare not ignore the factory riots."
"The mayor supports me, but he is very busy and won't answer any calls now. If you don't believe me, just call and see."
"I know, I believe you once." Xu Zijian also felt more and more that all these riots were just appearances, and the wanted clown was the real source of the problem.
"Everyone, follow me to the city." Xu Zijian ordered.
On the other side, Chen Feng is in a very excited mood now, because he knows that as long as Xu Zijian's army arrives, the rebels will be eliminated soon.
Chen Feng picked up the walkie-talkie again, intending to ask the deputy team leader about the battle situation.
At this moment, Chen Feng's detector suddenly beeped sharply...
Out of the corner of my eye, a figure flashed over, and the blade glowed with cold light...
