"Why do you still wear your helmet when you attend a banquet?"
"Because I don't want to show my face."
"Are you ugly?"
A little girl in a gothic dress stood in front of him.
The white bear ears and blue eyes prove that this girl is a purebred Northern Ursus. grab, grab, grab
Nosa, she is the daughter of Viscount Normans, she is twelve years old this year. Unlike her father who is a bastard, this little girl is still very naive and curious about many things.
After the banquet started, Wu Ke was pestered by this child. The little guy stared at him with big eyes and asked him questions.
"Yes, I'm ugly, the kind that can scare you to tears."
Wu Ke threatened.
"I don't believe it unless you take off your mask and show me."
The girl was not deterred.
"Captain SB, never take off your mask!"
Wu Ke shook his head.
"Then, how about I treat you to something to eat?"
The girl raised the plate in her hand, which contained slices of meat from an unknown bird.
"Thanks."
Wu Ke was not polite and took the plate from the girl's hand. In the girl's expectant gaze, the lower end of the dark red mask on his face turned into black mud and squirmed and disappeared. The exposed mouth bit the inserted piece of meat unceremoniously. superior.
"What is this, chicken? Although it smells a bit like wine, I like the taste very much!"
"This is Ella fish from Lake Ella, half as big as a table, sliced and cooked in Bordi red wine."
The little girl knew the dishes very clearly, then she blinked her big eyes and asked Wu Kedao.
"I answered one of your questions. Can you tell me how your mask deformed just now?"
"Sorry, can't."
Wu Ke refused.
"I wouldn't take you like this, you're a scumbag!"
The little girl was a little angry.
"The time is almost up, thank you for your hospitality."
Wu Ke looked at the watch on his wrist and returned the finished plate to the little girl.
"Where are you going?"
"bathroom."
Looking at the shivering figure running away, the little girl stamped her feet on the spot.
. . . .
Seeing Wu Ke walking out of the door, Siboril, who was staying in the corner of the banquet, narrowed his eyes.
With a subtle gesture, he infiltrated the two male servants in the Viscount's mansion who were shuttled between the banquet, the two Philling brothers, Lal and Raffi, and came over.
"The plan is about to begin. You must be quick in your actions. After solving the responsible targets, immediately leave from the east. Someone will meet you there."
Taking the drinks and fruits from the plates held by the two brothers, Xiboril quickly ordered the two of them and spoke in a very low volume.
"Remember, if you fail to escape in the chaotic time, you may die here tonight."
"Remember, dog-headed strategist."
"The dog head is unnecessary!"
After the infected brothers of the Felin tribe left, Xiboril leaned against the support pillar next to the banquet hall.
Dressed in a women's dress, this wolf's ears are a little more feminine than usual.
Xiboril stretched out his hand, looked at the watch on his wrist, and started counting.
"One more minute..."
"20 seconds……"
"10, 9, 8..."
When the number reached 1, there was a boom and an explosion appeared without warning, interrupting the excitement in the banquet hall.
. . . .
"what happened?"
The south wall suddenly collapsed, and a tall figure wearing heavy equipment appeared there. It had a long and narrow mask, black horns, and a large shield with a double-headed eagle printed on it. It was wrapped in the wind and snow, but it brought the chill outside. Come in.
"That is……"
Before the person who spoke had finished speaking, his neck was slashed with a table knife.
The manservant with cat ears walked quickly past.
He raised his hand and hit another bald nobleman in the neck with the blood-stained knife.
"ah!"
Next to him, the woman whose face was spattered with blood screamed.
"There are assassins."
The guards came in a hurry, and everyone in the banquet suddenly became a mess.
"Bang, bang..."
Following two more explosions, the Philling brothers slipped out of the crowd in the chaos.
And the most conspicuous figure also moved when the second explosion occurred.
The bright red eyes under the long and narrow mask were directly locked on the central figure of the banquet. He raised the large shield in his hand and charged towards Viscount Normans in the center of the banquet.
Along the way, all the guards of the Viscount Mansion who dared to come to block were all knocked away by the large shield, which did not even have the effect of blocking some of the opponents' footsteps.
It wasn't until a bright red fireball was condensed from Tallulah's small staff and flung onto the large shield that the terrifying charging figure paused for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, there were two loud roars. Two female internal guards carried the banquet table and came forward. After the thick wooden table was hit and shattered into pieces, the heavily armed figure was intercepted. .
"Fortunately for you, there are actually two inner guards here."
He looked at the heavily armored figure who turned around, smashed the flying man with a bang, and started charging out again.
Viscount Normans' heart was beating thumpingly. He was sure that he just heard the old voice, the guy under the heavy armor, said so.
. . . .
The entire process from the beginning to the end of the attack took less than a minute, and the banquet that had just started was now over.
Six people died, dozens were injured, and the sound of crying echoed in the banquet hall.
"Who can tell me what is going on?"
Viscount Normans was getting angry, and the captain of the guard responsible for the security of the Viscount's Mansion lowered his head.
No wonder he was so angry. Anyone who was having a banquet and chatting at home and was suddenly attacked by the leader of the Snowfield guerrillas would behave like this.
"I think I know what's going on!"
Tallulah spoke. Viscount Normans had just been rescued by two powerful internal guards around him and had to restrain his emotions to look over.
"Your Majesty the Viscount, this should be a beheading tactic. Aren't you dealing with people from the old party? They have so many black factories. On the surface, those people have nothing to do. They want to behead you with their high-end combat power. It is only natural that you, a representative of the new party, should be eliminated!"
At this time, Xiboril also came over: "Miss Tallulah is right, Lord Viscount, assassinations can be done secretly, but now they are so high.
I think it was the people of the old party who wanted to get themselves out of here after assassinating you. You were not assassinated by them during the party struggle, you were assassinated by the leader of the Snowfield rebels. grab, grab, grab
It is completely natural and reasonable for the rebels to do such a thing, but it is difficult to implicate themselves. "
The words of the two moles made Viscount Normans suddenly realize.
At this time, Wu Ke's figure came back from the broken hole. He walked directly to Tallulah and said loudly to the girl: "I'm sorry, I couldn't keep that person and let him run away. "
Wu Ke just pretended to go to the toilet, but actually went to confirm the old man's preparations. After the old man attacked the banquet, he pretended to come out of the toilet in a hurry and pursued him.
Then, in front of a group of chasing city guards, he had a fake fight with Bodrokas on behalf of the old man. Taking advantage of the fight to a place where no one was around, Wu Ke took the other person and flew out of the city, and sent him to a After setting up a secret temporary base outside the city, they flew back pretending that no one was left behind.
"That's a master. I'm afraid he will try to behead him again in the future."
Wu Ke reminded this important information. Viscount Normans listened to this and looked at the six dead New Party nobles, but he felt quite frightened.
"Dad, it's great that you're okay." The little girl who just asked him various questions ran over and hugged her father's arm.
"Nosha..."
Viscount Normans touched his daughter's head and comforted his daughter like a father.
That night, the surviving nobles of the New Party held a meeting, and most of them moved into the mansion in the Viscount's Mansion overnight.
The troops originally stationed outside the city were mobilized into the city, but they surrounded the outside of the Viscount's Mansion, looking like they were in a panic.
. . . .
The second step of Infernal Affairs' plan is to intimidate, which can also be said to be a threat like killing a chicken to scare the monkeys.
"After completing the first step of blending into the combat troops, what we have to do is to isolate those big shots from controlling the troops."
"The beheading plan is a good idea. Bozoukas has to attack the new party for the old man, and Wu Ke, you also have to attack the old party."
"So it turns out that this makes both sides feel that they will be beheaded and assassinated by the other side's masters. When hostile information is not exchanged, defending the stronghold with troops becomes the most likely option."
"That's right, and the villains selected by both sides to be killed as monkeys not only serve as a deterrent, but also intensify conflicts.
Guys from both the old and new parties will not let go of their hatred, but will instead look for ways to get back. "
"By then, the old man from the guerrillas and I will have become important foreign aid forces for the two parties, and will be needed and relied upon by them."
"With this need and dependence, we can put forward conditions according to the situation, such as controlling the combat forces on both sides."
"Then, it should be your so-called overhead plan. I think it is nothing more than eliminating dissidents and achieving complete control of those troops."
"Tallulah, you are very smart and have a keen sense of conspiracy. You can actually tell it right away."
That night, Wu Ke sat in on Xiboril and Tallulah's detailed discussion of the entire Infernal Affairs plan.
. . . .
The actual situation went as planned. After he also attacked the old party forces, the situation there was the same as here, with mercenaries occupying the city and defending themselves.
The reactions of both sides were completely planned. Both sides chose to control the troops outside to continue the battle.
As the foreign aid of the two sides, Tallulah and Bodrokas, who had top experts, were relied upon by the old and new parties. In the escalating battle, they gradually took over the combat forces of the old and new parties.
Although, there are still some cronies arranged by the two parties in the combat troops of the old and new parties.
However, these problems are not big. Under the careful and careful management of Hibberil behind the scenes, those cronies were either incited to rebel and join them.
Or they were caught, disappeared in arranged battles, and secretly imprisoned in the name of sacrifice.
By the time this situation was reached, another half a year had passed.
. . . .
The cold wind disappeared, and the northern border of Ursus was not as cold as before, ushering in a warm season that lasted only one month a year. Of course, this warmth was only relative to the coldness in other months.
In the snowy plains of the north, after the old and new parties became blind and deaf, the guerrilla strongholds grew up one after another on the snowy plains like weeds blown by the spring breeze.
The basic process is as follows. After a private mining farm is attacked, infected miners will be turned into infected workers. Then the black factory will be attacked again, and the infected workers who have been transferred will become new infected miners.
Viscount Normans gave Tallulah a warning half a year ago. On the premise of promising good living conditions for the infected miners, private mines ostensibly contracted by the New Party nobles were re-established.
But in fact, they were guerrilla strongholds established one after another using the official supply channels of the New Party nobles, which was somewhat surprising...
. . . .
In a village of ordinary people, Yelena walked onto a somewhat crude podium holding a thick book.
"Commissar Ye is here, everyone be quiet."
After obtaining the new ideological guidance book revised by Wu Ke based on the reality of this world, the girl with rabbit ears finally regained her lost political commissar position and grew out of the lost leek root. Grow straight.
"Today, we are going to talk about the relationship between the working class and the infected..."
After the organization's power expanded dramatically, a plan to change the impression of infected people on ordinary people was put on the agenda.
It was implemented three months ago, taking the route of surrounding the cities from the countryside and starting changes from the bottom.嘘戅Miaobifang戅
"Are infected people separated from ordinary people? Yes. However, in the working class, I want to say that is not the case. There is no difference between ordinary workers and infected workers."
"Here, I would like to focus on the reason why most infected people become infected. It is precisely because of excessive exposure to the Source Stone..."
"Our civilization is an Originium civilization. There are things related to Originium everywhere. And the people in our world who are most likely to come into contact with Originium are the workers who have worked on the front line. Anyone who is the first in the Originium industry Anyone who works on the line is likely to suffer from mineral sickness."
"However, even if they are not ordinary workers, ordinary people will suffer from ore disease due to some accidents, such as natural disasters, or exposure to some inferior Originium products..."
"Infected people are not devils. We should not persecute infected people, because we may become new infected people, maybe not you, maybe your relatives. Therefore, we speak not for the infected people, but for ourselves... …”
