Rescuing people in an unknown foreign country must be a difficult technical task, but for Song Ziyu, these things are actually just clouds.
When Hu Ming asked about any rescue plan, Song Ziyu said that there was no rescue plan at all.
This answer was ridiculed by everyone including Hu Ming on the spot.
"Are you kidding? How can something like a prison robbery not have a sophisticated plan?" A soldier on the international front immediately said that this was a suicide attempt.
Seeing everyone's heads shaking like rattles, Song Ziyu couldn't help but ask: "Since everyone thinks so, do you have any better suggestions?" This sentence really ignited everyone's emotions. Brainstorming, everyone's imagination exploded on the spot.
Someone immediately said that explosives could be used to blow down a wall of the prison, so as to gain a shortcut into the prison. Not only could Zhang Shu and Bi Daowen be rescued, but other prisoners could also be rescued.
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In the eyes of "anti-thieves", those who can be imprisoned must be enemies of those in power in Ibias. And the enemy of this enemy, needless to say, must be a friend.
To save a friend, you should protect yourself at all costs. To save a friend, you should be crushed to pieces. This plan made everyone excited and even applauded, but the problem came immediately. The prison wall was not a cowshed or a pig pen, but a thick granite wall!
If you want to blast such a wall, you probably won't be able to do it without dozens of explosives. So the question is, where to get so many explosives?
Everyone was operating in enemy-occupied areas with little effort, so they must have obtained these explosives without any extra conditions.
What a joke! Enemy-occupied areas are no joke. If the rebels can easily bring so many explosives to enemy-occupied areas, it shows that the authorities must be extremely weak.
"So, where to get explosives?" Song Ziyu asked.
"Well... we can rob the arsenal!" You Da Mingming said at that time.
"Is this too far away from the main mission?" Song Ziyu felt incredible at this clever logic.
In order to save people in prison, try bombing the arsenal. When you blow up the arsenal, what happens next?
What to do then? Once the arsenal is robbed, the city will definitely be boiling, and all the authorities' military and police will be dispatched. There will be no chance for everyone to escape, let alone bombing the prison to save people.
So, what to do next? Difficulties are placed in front of everyone, and everything seems to be very difficult.
finally! Song Ziyu said, "There is nothing to be afraid of. I am responsible for everything. Follow my command! Let's do this first and then do this..." Song Ziyu's unquestionable arrangement ignited everyone's emotions on the spot!
Everyone's blood boiled with excitement. Good guy, it turns out this can still happen! ...That night, it was about four o'clock in the morning.
The city governor was sleeping soundly on the woman's belly when he was suddenly disturbed by the loud noise!
"Who is it? Are you tired of living?" The angry Governor got up and was about to kill a few guys to calm down his anger, but unexpectedly found that there was a fire outside his window.
"Is this a bonfire party?" This was probably the only thought in the Governor's mind. However...immediately, the Governor reacted. With a burst of frequent urination and urgency, the Governor realized that his mansion... was actually on fire.
Probably because he used to urinate while playing with fire when he was a child, the Governor has a special attitude towards fire.
"feelings". On the spot, the Governor got up and opened the door and ran out. Only then did he see the servants and housekeepers in the Governor's Mansion who were struggling to put out the fire.
"What on earth is going on?" The governor grabbed one of his men and asked. The subordinate said with a mournful face: "Sir, the fire has broken out in the shops on the street. The fire has spread along the street. Now several streets outside the Governor's Palace are burning."
"Put out the fire, put out the fire quickly!" the governor shouted loudly.
"Sir, we don't have enough manpower here..." the old housekeeper, whose hair was burned off, said with a sad face.
"Then move reinforcements and immediately ask the guards stationed at the port and the military police on duty to put out the fire. I must protect my property!" the governor roared loudly, as if he was going crazy.
After receiving the governor's order, his men quickly ran out of the street to ask for help. At this time, the entire street south of the Governor's Mansion was already burning red.
The richest street in the port city is home to a large number of warehouses and shops. There are countless flammable materials inside, so it is understandable that they would be burned.
However, the intensity of the fire tonight is extraordinary! Logically speaking, cities close to the seaside are not afraid of fires. After all, seawater can be used to extinguish fires immediately. As long as they are discovered in time, the trouble can be solved quickly.
But today’s is completely different! The fire was burning very fast, and using seawater to extinguish the fire seemed to be rarely effective.
This kind of burning method makes people feel desperate. ...At the tallest bell tower in the north of the city, Song Ziyu was being complimented by a group of people.
"Mr. Song, you are really a great talent!" Hu Ming raised his hand and praised: "The burning fire material you made is really extraordinary. They can't even control the fire." Others nodded in praise: " Mr. Song is awesome.”
"Mr. Song, can you teach us the secret recipe for this Molotov cocktail?
"If our international front can be widely promoted, we can't defeat the authorities until they lose their armor!"
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"With such a sharp weapon, the situation of our rebels will inevitably be greatly improved."
"Mr. Song, please teach us." Sure enough, knowledge changes destiny. The soldiers of the International Front, who still looked at me very unfavorably during the day, now had a 180-degree change in their attitude towards themselves, and their praise of themselves made Zhou Ning beside him feel elated.
Song Ziyu laughed, thinking that the Molotov cocktail he made could be used to light even a fucking tank, so what if it burned a few wooden houses?
It turned out that after the plan was finalized during the day, the skeptical brains of the International Front went their own way and bought Soong Ziyu a large amount of raw materials such as kerosene, saltpeter, and rubber.
Song Ziyu configured it according to the special configuration ratio and made a military Molotov cocktail. This kind of Molotov cocktail can be used as a military weapon in modern warfare. It is not easy to burn a house.
But in the eyes of these big bosses on the international front, what Song Ziyu showed was completely black technology of magic modification.
What kind of fire is it? If you put it out with water, it will burn even brighter. It's really weird. ...After getting Song Ziyu's promise, everyone cheered.
At this time, the so-called double happiness came, and a buddy who was watching shouted overjoyed: "Look, the prison guards are out!" Sure enough, on the dark street, everyone saw a group of people leaving the prison in a hurry carrying buckets. The guards were running towards the south of the city.
Seeing this scene, Song Ziyu showed a proud smile on his face. That's right, I'm not just letting people burn down my house because of a sudden impulse. I'm just trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain.
It is said that the prison is in the north of the city, far away from the wealthy south of the city. The distance between the two sides spans the entire port city.
And Song Ziyu chose to set fire to the south of the city.
"Whatever you attack the enemy must save." It is true that the south of the city is wealthy, and the most important place is where the governor lives.
When a fire burned down the governor's lair, Song Ziyu didn't believe that these gray grandsons would not put out the fire. In fact, all this was very different from Song Ziyu's plan.
"It's time for us to take action!" Song Ziyu said.
"It all depends on Mr. Song's orders!" Hu Ming was the first to express his stance. At this time, other people were also completely impressed by Song Ziyu's methods, so they all said: "Mr. Song, whatever you say, I will do whatever you want!"
"Go through fire and water, go through fire and water, no matter what!"
"You can also put it in the frying pan."
"Mr. Song, wherever you point, the brothers will hit you...without any hesitation."
"Me too!"
"I..." Song Ziyu laughed loudly, looking at the guys in front of him who were still good guys during the day, and they were so complimentary to themselves at this time. This kind of pleasure of impressing others with their personal temperament, I'm afraid I can't explain it in just a few words. So refreshing.
This feeling is better than doing the big sword twenty times in a row! So cool. Song Ziyu instantly found the joy of scolding Fang Qiu when he was in Longshan.
At the moment, taking advantage of the popular support, Song Ziyu immediately issued a series of orders. First, he arranged for a few people to watch him outside the prison, and then Song Ziyu led the rest of the people to walk towards the prison in a swaggering manner.
At the prison gate, two guys on duty were taking a nap. Four o'clock in the morning is undoubtedly the time when people are most tired and their attention is also very distracted.
Song Ziyu and his men walked forward in a swagger. Logically speaking, the two guards should have noticed dozens of steps away. However, because Song Ziyu was napping, Song Ziyu walked up to his face, and these two guys still didn't notice.
This is missing a lot of things. Song Ziyu reached out with both hands, struck each of the two guys, and knocked them down on the spot.
This surprised the soldiers of the International Front who followed the action! Song Ziyu's two punches were enough to knock out two people on the spot. It was not a big deal, but the level of martial arts he displayed was extremely high.
Which big brother can punch two people unconscious at the same time? This is not a simple matter of hard fisting!
No matter who you replace it, it may not work. Everyone looked at Song Ziyu with expressions of awe. That's right!
It's awe! There is a person, a mysterious oriental man, who is good at black technology, martial arts, and extremely courageous. This kind of person is very magical.
Although the comrades on the international front are 100% atheists, these people also worship the strong!
There is no doubt that the temperament displayed by Song Ziyu's whole body is interpreting
How to write the word "strong". So here comes the question, who wouldn’t like to make friends with such a strong person?
...At this time, the legend is still continuing! After knocking out the guards at the two gates with lightning speed, Song Ziyu walked straight into the prison without looking. In the hall, a jailer on the night shift was dozing under the dim oil lamp.
Song Ziyu did not choose to knock the person unconscious this time. Instead, he picked up the rag on the table and walked up to the guy.
Then, Song Ziyu picked up the prison guard like a little chicken! The poor prison guard seemed to be dreaming, and he was picked up in an instant. Before he could realize what happened, Song Ziyu slammed the prison guard against the wall, and came with a force that could make all women's hearts flutter. Big wall bang.
certainly! It is impossible for Song Ziyu to have lust for this old man in his fifties. There is only one purpose for doing this, and that is to stuff it in better for the next step.
What? Why stuff it in, you ask? Don't think too much, just put the rag in your mouth of course. Song Ziyu successfully blocked the prison guard's mouth, and then said to the prison guard: "Now, if you don't want to die, just listen to me honestly! You will answer whatever I ask! Do you understand?" The old prison guard looked at him in panic. Song Ziyu and all the desperadoes behind Song Ziyu nodded in panic while incontining their urine.
"Now, tell me where the other guards are..." Song Ziyu caught the prison guard and asked him, and soon got all the answers he wanted, including the structure of the prison, the location of the managers of each prison area, and The key to prison.
Without further ado, Song Ziyu took the arrested prison guards and started searching for him. In fact, the prison in this seaside town with tens of thousands of people is not as big as imagined. It is easy to capture several prison cells, especially since most of the personnel on duty in these prison cells have been deployed to put out fires.
Song Ziyu simply let people go while he was walking, and let all the prisoners in the prison go! It’s all about getting into trouble anyway. Is it a big deal to cause trouble?
Obviously not. The group of people were looking for Zhang Shu and Bi Daowen while releasing people. Soon, in the area dedicated to detaining political prisoners, Song Ziyu found the two of them who were waiting eagerly.
"Hey, you are quite alert. Do you know that we are here to rescue you?" Song Ziyu couldn't help laughing.
"Isn't this nonsense? It's like celebrating the New Year in other prison areas. Something must have happened." Zhang Shu said with a smile, "I didn't expect you guys to be here!" Bi Daowen was a little more alert and couldn't help it. Asked: "What? Did you come in? Many comrades must have died, right? Hey, there is no need to sacrifice so many comrades in order to save a few of our lives." At this point, Bi Daowen actually looked a little sad.
Tsk tsk tsk, they are indeed a generation with lofty beliefs. Song Ziyu said: "Don't think about so many inexplicable things. If everyone can come to rescue you, they must be fully prepared." After saying that, Song Ziyu threw two guns to the two of them.
These firearms were taken by Song Ziyu from the prison guards and were used to arm his brothers.
Now that he had saved the person he needed to save, Song Ziyu turned around and prepared to retreat. At this time, Bi Daowen pointed to a prison farther back and said: "There are still a few comrades there. If you want to save them, let's save them together."
"This is not a problem." Song Ziyu, who was holding the key, asked Hu Ming to release the person quickly. Soon, these captured International Front comrades or suspected comrades were released.
Everyone was blowing the sea breeze on the street at five o'clock in the morning. The fire in the southern city is still burning, with no intention of stopping.
Song Ziyu looked at the sky where some fish bellies were turning white, and then prepared to tell everyone to retreat according to the original plan.
At this time, a skinny man behind him suddenly sang loudly: "Why don't your poems tell me dreams or leaves? Why don't your poems tell me the great volcano? Please come and see the blood on the street! Please come and see , the blood on the street, please look at the blood on the street... Ouch!" Song Ziyu was upset by this man's howling, and he punched him in the face in return: "Oh oh oh, oh You're so big, I've been putting up with you for a long time." The man was beaten to pieces with one punch. A short and thin girl from the International Front ran over to support the man and asked with concern: "Neruda, are you okay? ?”
"It's okay, I feel pain and happiness at the same time." The man replied very gracefully.
"What's your surname?" Song Ziyu felt that this guy's name sounded familiar, so he couldn't help but lower his attitude and asked.
The man hummed and said: "Man, I can change my name or my surname. I am Pablo Nenuda... Just now you rescued me from prison, now you punch me, we don't owe each other any more." "Song Ziyu was stunned when he heard this, and then he clasped his fists and said: "It turns out to be the Saint of Love... I'm sorry, I've admired you for a long time, I'm so lucky to meet you... Well, you keep singing loudly and keep singing." Song Ziyu couldn't help but wiped his dirty hands. , thinking that it was lucky that he was not very strong, otherwise he would have beaten this future love saint to death.
...Now the prison escape team is really huge, with dozens of people in total! This is not a problem for Song Ziyu.
Song Ziyu had already made preparations. After setting fire at night, Song Ziyu arranged to steal several troop carriers parked in the military camp.
Don't ask how Song Ziyu succeeded, it all owes to the fire in the south. As soon as the fire broke out, the military police in the military camp were summoned to put out the fire, which gave everyone an opportunity.
Driving and singing songs, everyone headed east quickly. Now everyone needs to quickly reach the main base of the International Front before the authorities react.
Song Ziyu will not worry about the pursuers behind him at all, because he has released the entire prison of prisoners, and now the streets are full of prisoners, and they can't catch them, so he has no energy to take care of himself.
There was laughter and laughter along the way, and many International Front soldiers felt very lucky that they could escape.
As the saying goes, a thousand miles of rivers and mountains can be returned in a day, and a light boat has crossed ten thousand mountains. When people are in a good mood, trekking hundreds of kilometers is not a problem at all.
Soon, after everyone entered the area controlled by the international front, they connected with their comrades.
After learning about the adventure of Song Ziyu and his gang, the soldiers on the International Front showed incredible expressions on their faces.
This group of people not only escaped from prison, but also stole a military vehicle and obtained more than a dozen guns from the prison. This is nothing short of a fairy tale to everyone.
