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Chapter 184 God's Qi (Part [-])

(Don't ask one, (one) was nearly a hundred chapters ago.)
The general security regiment belongs to the local self-defense armed organization. There are about 500 people in the first security group. However, under the shadow of the war era, almost all armed forces are expanding their troops recklessly. Guan Chunwu's Ninth Mixed Brigade has directly expanded to more than 1 soldiers. , the strength of a division.

There are more than 2000 people in the Yujiang security group.However, there is no need to count on its combat effectiveness. The military establishment of a "regiment" may be only slightly stronger than the mob's combat effectiveness.

The security team is stationed in the urban area.A compound.

The corpses of soldiers in gray military uniforms, the corpses of bandits in ragged clothes and scorched black traces are shocking everywhere.

Three large holes were opened on the wall of the courtyard, and the dark bricks were covered with minced meat. One can imagine the level of fierce fighting here before, and the bandits used these three holes to attack the security regiment's garrison. .

When the orderly returned, the battle at the security regiment's station had already shown a defeat.

Waiting for Wu Qing and the salt police to follow the soldiers of the [-]st Regiment of the [-]th Brigade, the brigade drove to the security regiment's station.

Something that surprised them even more happened.

The expected encirclement and suppression and clearing of the enemy did not occur, only the mourning remnants of the security regiment, surrounded by the half-mutilated body of the vice regiment chief, came to Guan Chunwu's car.Reports on the course of the battle and casualties.

About an hour and a half ago, when the explosion sounded, more than [-] armed personnel, taking advantage of the chaos caused by the plague, suddenly assembled and attacked the security regiment station. The security regiment was caught off guard, and the sentry wall was blown open for three a hole.

Of the more than 2000 soldiers in the security regiment, more than 300 of them lost their combat effectiveness due to the infection of the plague. Facing the sudden attack of armed personnel several times larger than that of several parties, they had no strength to fight back.

In less than an hour, the security regiment's garrison fell, the deputy head of the regiment was killed, six of the nine squadron leaders died, and more than a thousand soldiers at the bottom were killed or injured. The security regiment suffered a severe defeat.

There are also two guards of the deputy regiment chief. When it came to the excitement, they said with a horrified expression. There are several invulnerable, with fire and electric wounds on their hands..., "of" for a long time, and made a metaphor,

"It's the same as the invulnerable magic boxers who made trouble more than ten years ago, and killed our deputy commander in a bang."

Only then did everyone know why the body of the deputy head of the regiment was mutilated. Several senior generals of the Ninth Brigade surrounded by Guan Chunwu couldn't help but look at the salt police not far away.

The salt policemen are far away from them. Firstly, the salt policemen know their level well enough, they are not too hard to squeeze; secondly, before coming here, they always thought that there might be a battle to be fought, so they should not move forward with their small arms and legs. Head together.

Not to mention the ordinary salt police, the salt police with the gas mask can resist a few bullets, but there are more than a few hundred bullets on the battlefield that don't have eyes.

Since the spread of the plague, the salt police are no longer the protagonists of this drama.

Only Guan Chunwu looked indifferent, "Go on, after defeating you, those armed personnel, um, where did the bandits go?"

"Withdrawn."

"Withdrawn?! In which direction did you withdraw?"

The simple and simple words made Mi Chunhui scream out, and Gu Zhenshan beside him also looked ugly.

The soldiers of the security regiment thought about it for a while, and replied cautiously, "There is no direction, they are scattered and evacuated in an orderly manner."

This soldier is still a little cultured.

Far away from a group of army generals, Wu Qing's eyes wandered on the battlefield, leaving aside the diffuse black smoke and unextinguished flames that could be seen everywhere, he was also very surprised by the word "withdrawn". .

Whether it is bandits or plagues, the initiator should be the Mingzhao Puja.

According to the Dharma Conference, it took a lot of effort to gather the bandits, arranged internal responses in advance, blew up the arsenal of the Ninth Mixed Brigade, dragged the Ninth Mixed Brigade to the station, and then gathered troops to successfully take down the security regiment without external support. But there was no further military action, no looting in the city, and no stubborn resistance.

Just evacuated.Such behavior is simply nonsensical.

Unreasonable, incomprehensible, inexplicable.

Just like the plague launched in the afternoon by the Mingzhao Fahui, the plague was launched for the purpose of launching the plague.They launched this war for the purpose of this war?If you have to add a condition, maybe "victory"?
Wu Qing raised her eyebrows, and suddenly caught some information, but she didn't rush to intervene in the group of generals who were discussing how to arrest and disperse the bandits throughout the city.

The plague that appeared in the afternoon, only the salt police clearly knew that it was spread by the Mingzhao Dharma Association. Out of a certain attempt to remedy the situation, they did not submit a report to explain it in time. However, the rapid development of the plague this time probably caused Anyone who knows something about Xuan Mi can guess that this plague is absolutely impossible to be a "epidemic".

However, the war is in a hurry, and no one has come to investigate the crime of dereliction of duty of the second anti-smuggling team. If Wu Qing joins in now, he will be in trouble.

The group of generals who were discussing raised their voices, looking very surprised.

"how come?"

"How is it possible? You have a great future and cooperate with a bunch of bandits? Even if he doesn't think about himself, he should think about it for his family."

Wu Qing sounded strange, and could vaguely hear words like "the new staff member" and "as soon as he arrived at the Ninth Brigade's station, he asked where the arsenal was."

Wu Qing squinted, and quickly remembered the reporter who was full of "the eyes and ears of the nation, the mouthpiece of the Republic".

The soldiers over there, already organized into groups, got into the truck and planned to start a city-wide search and arrest operation.

At this time, a soldier came to Chang Ying and stood in front of Chang Ying, "Chang Captain of the Second Anti-smuggling Team of the Transportation Bureau? General, let you go to the Second Anti-smuggling Team."

There was an emergency on the road before, no one used time to question them, now you have time?
But Chang Ying didn't say anything else, he waved, and led the suspicious salt policemen to Guan Chunwu, and took the lead in saluting.

Just like when Wu Qing met Chang Ying for the first time.Wu Qing gave Chang Yingjing a gift.

Wu Qing stood behind Chang Ying, obediently bowed his head to obey orders, there was no need to show his inexplicable arrogance on this occasion.

Guan Chunwu's voice was thick and deep, and his thick shoulders and calm expression could not help highlighting a sense of majesty.

He looked up at Chang Ying, and only looked at Chang Ying, and after a while he said,
"I haven't received any submission from Director Xi yet."

Chang Ying pointed her fingertips to the ground, her palms were pressed tightly against her waist, and her voice was sonorous and forceful, "I beg your pardon."

Guan Chunwu shook his head, "Now is not the time, and I didn't ask you to come here for accountability, but to entrust you with something."

He didn't seem to see the slight surprise in Chang Ying's eyes,
"Manpower is tight now, and our soldiers are busy searching for bandits who have dispersed and hidden. I want you to search Shen Yimin's apartment. This is your old profession. Yan Min will explain to you exactly how to do it. Go. Go. "

After speaking, he stopped looking at the salt policemen, but turned and walked into the blood-stained station of the security team.

After his figure disappeared behind the wall of the security regiment, Wu Qing and Chang Ying were fine, and the other salt policemen all heaved a sigh of relief, as if they had received an amnesty.

Chang Ying stared at the direction where Guan Chunwu was leaving, and was lost in thought for a while. Wu Qing then found the deputy head guard who had stated the situation of the security regiment earlier. This soldier was leaning against the wall, trying to relax To dispel the fear of Fang Lin's battle.

"I'm the salt police of the second anti-smuggling team. I want to ask you something. Is it convenient?" Wu Qing squatted beside him.

The soldier opened his eyes and nodded hesitantly.

Wu Qing asked, "Excuse me, more than 4000 people attacked, did you see it with your own eyes?"

"Yes."

Wu Qing's question followed closely, as if he had already prepared the draft, "The 4000 people, can you see that among them there are symptoms such as fever and chills, vomiting and diarrhea, sunken eyes, cramping and turning legs?"

The soldier stared at Wu Qing for a while, "What you want to ask is, have they got the plague?"

Wu Qing nodded awkwardly.

"The battle is fierce." The soldier lowered his head and pondered for a while, and finally shook his head. "I didn't look carefully, but there should be none."

"Thank you." Wu Qing cupped his hands and returned to the team of salt police.

Yan Min, appointed by Guan Chunwu, was one of his personal guards, and he was explaining to Chang Ying why he was going to search Shen Yimin's apartment.

The arsenal of the Ninth Mixed Brigade was blown up by reporter Shen Yimin who had just been enlisted as an aide.

If it weren't for this person and the Bandits who pretended to attack the Ninth Brigade, they might not be able to hold the First Regiment of the Ninth Brigade for so long, and the bandits who mainly attacked the Security Corps would not be able to catch up with the Ninth Brigade. Before the brigade came to support, they defeated the security team and won the battle.

After the fighting ceased for a while, Shen Yimin did not see his body when he was alive, nor his corpse when he died.Only the explosives found in his resident dormitory showed that he was the culprit who bombed the arsenal.

They were asked to search Shen Yimin's apartment to see if there were any clues to pursue them.

After getting the answer, Wu Qing can now understand why those generals exclaimed so much.

At the same time, it also cast a layer of fog on the already unknown purpose of the Mingzhao Dharma Association.

Shen Yimin is the heir of a big business family in Hebei Province. He is rich and handsome, and he was enlisted as a staff member of the guard envoy. Not to mention the bright future, why should he mix with a group of bandits?
Attacking and killing the security team is tantamount to treason.

Some salt policemen didn't know who Shen Yimin was, but after hearing what his colleagues knew, they exclaimed like those generals before,
"Damn, is this kid crazy?"

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boom!
The wooden door of a small courtyard was torn apart, and the salt police, who were facing an enemy, rushed into the silence of the night.

As soon as you enter the small courtyard, fireflies are swaying in the courtyard. There are two rooms in the north and one in the east. The doors are locked tightly and the windows are dark.

As expected by Chang Ying and Wu Qing, Shen Yimin ran away, and there was no need to return to his own residence to sit and wait for death.

But the salt police did not relax their vigilance, and they were divided into four groups in an orderly manner to search separately.

A mournful cry could be faintly heard next door, probably because there was a patient suffering from cholera at home. Hearing the sound of the salt police breaking down the door, the crying paused for a while, but maybe he felt that it didn't matter anymore, so he started crying again.

Wu Qing led four salt policemen, broke into the east wing, fumbled around the door, and turned on the light switch.

Red light sprinkled from the roof, and there were water basins, glass measuring cups, rinse jars, sharp knives and other utensils on the square table in the middle of the room.

It looks a little weird in red light.

Wu Qing looked up at the light bulb, which was covered with a layer of red paper.

Reminiscent of Shen Yimin's identity as a reporter, this room is probably a darkroom for developing photos.

Wu Qing waved his hand and signaled the four salt policemen who followed him to put down their guns. When the four salt policemen dispersed into four directions, they were rummaging through boxes and cabinets.

Wu Qing walked to the square table in the middle, and with just one glance, he noticed a thick stack of photos neatly stacked on the table.

A note pressed by a glass next to the photo, the pen writing is vigorous and powerful,
"The world's fame will be used to the end, and I used to blame the Lord of Heaven—the lies written in ink can never cover up the bloody facts."

The pen is extremely heavy, and the anger of the writer can be easily seen.

But the clean and neat brushwork is not anxious at all, revealing that the owner of the photo has long expected the arrival of the unexpected guest.

Or, premeditated?
Wu Qing blinked, sneered, ignored the note, and picked up the stack of black and white photos.

Since Shen Yimin cooperates internally and externally with the Mingzhao Fahui, he must know the fact that the Mingzhao Fahui will release a plague in Yujiang—but now he writes such acidity as "I used to blame God" and "the fact that I can't hide the blood" Words-in vain to add jokes.

Wu Qing began to flip through the photos, looking down one by one, and the flipping speed was very fast. Each photo was marked with the time and representative events on the top with a brush. The handwriting should be written by Shen Yimin.

In the first year of the Republic of China, photo composite photos of Nanjiang Province

In [-], the first uprising in Jiangcheng.

Photos of the scene of the Weilun shipwreck in the second year of the Republic of China.

A group photo of the generals of the Second Revolutionary Army in the second year of the Republic of China.

A group photo of the Plague Rescue Team in the third year of the Republic of China

In [-], there was a locust famine in Hebei Province.

In [-], Prince Hou was assassinated and died.

In the third year of the Republic of China, there was a drought in Nanjiang Province.

In the first year of the Republic of China, there was a famine in Hebei province.

The case of Lin Bai in Guangfu in the sixth year of the Republic of China.

…………

One by one, the earliest time is [-], and the latest is [-] this year.

The regions involved are varied, such as the north, south, northwest, and northeast of Qianguo...

If you want to talk about something in common, these photos, without exception, involve the past 15 years, from the end of the old Qian Dynasty to the Republic of China, large and small disasters?

Assassinations, shipwrecks... There are also various wars, droughts, famines, plagues, and other disasters with countless dead people accounted for most of them.

Every photo represents the natural and man-made disasters of different sizes in the past.

It is natural and man-made disasters to shape Dagan into the poor and poor people who are living in dire straits.

Wu Qing frowned and flipped through the pages, a little confused as to why Shen Yimin stacked these photos in such a serious way and put them here.

The last photo is revealed.

In [-], there was a securities crisis in Beijing.

Among the rows of richly dressed people in suits and leather shoes, or robes and jackets on the photo, one person's head was specially circled with a pen.

This person is also in a suit and leather shoes, but with a Taoist bun, he looks nondescript, a bit like the white-haired immortal cultivator in a suit in the Netflix anime "Six Fists and One Qi" that Wu Qing watched in his previous life.

There is a note on this person next to the portrait: Chengxian Club, Mr. Jackal.

Chengxian Club, although the name looks a bit modern, but Wu Qing heard from the medical officer Lao Jiu that this is a true missionary school in the north...

Ok?True missionary door?

Wu Qing seemed to have thought of something suddenly, flew back to look through the photos, and found one of them.

A group photo of the Plague Rescue Team in the third year of the Republic of China.

In the yellowed photo, several rows of men and women, wearing white coats and doctor hats, are no different from normal doctors, except for a woman in the middle, who attracts people's eyes. She is wearing a Taoist robe, and Wu Qing recognizes this face .

Xi Xuanyue.

In the photo, she is smiling but not smiling, as if she has irrepressible joy.

The black and white photo was too blurry, so Wu Qing didn't recognize it right away.

Wu Qing didn't stop flipping.Looking at the past one by one again, a new pattern was discovered.

Interspersed in suits and leather shoes, hiding behind military uniforms, or appearing in the corners of photos, or right in the center of the crowd.

More than five or six, less than one or two, each of these photos representing disasters... all have Taoist priests!
Wu Qing didn't know the faces of these people, but there were photos of Tianzhu watching Xuanyue and Mr. Jack in the Chengxian Club first, and the identities of these Taoist priests seemed to be revealed.

Everyone is a true preacher!
Wu Qing pinched his brows and thought about it. After a while, he was shocked and pinched off a piece of bloody flesh with his fingertips too hard.

disaster?Today, two disasters occurred in Yujiang City initiated by the Mingzhao Dharma Association, one was plague and the other was war.

After Dagan was blocked by poisonous smog 15 years ago, all the industrial capabilities that were unable to be self-sufficient in Qianguo were replaced by true preaching.

The reason why they can replace them is because the disciples of the true preaching sect have magical weapons.

What do they have for the Mingzhao Dharma Conference that initiated the two battles in Yujiang today?
An unknown weapon!

　Sorry for the late updates every night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)