Catastrophe

After Ning Zhe and his party were taken to the warehouse, Meng Fan simply showed up, and then disappeared. During this period, only Zhang Xiang was in charge of the overall situation, but the so-called presiding over the overall situation was nothing more than being in charge of everyone's daily activities. Meal only.

As Shi Congxiao said, the five groups of people in the warehouse were naturally divided into two factions because of the different bosses above, and Shen Kang was a taciturn person. Ning Zhe met him twice when he was picking up supplies. I said hello to the other person, but got no response, and immediately lost interest in this person.

In the blink of an eye, the group had been living in the warehouse for five days. Early this morning, Ning Zhe was still asleep when he heard a sharp whistle. Lin Bao: "What's the situation?"

Lin Bao pointed to a young man blowing a whistle on the open ground in front of him: "The people from Zhang Xiang have just come, let's gather."

Ning Zhe glanced at Daguang and the others who had begun to gather there, and quickly dressed and rushed over.

Beside the pickup truck where everyone usually receives supplies, he found that the leaders of the several groups had arrived, reached out and lifted a sheet of cloth under his feet, revealing the weapons below: "Choose weapons for each, take whatever you want. ."

Hu Yihan looked at the opponent's neat rifles, pistols, grenades and other conventional weapons, as well as equipment such as individual rocket launchers, individual fire and flame throwers, and was slightly startled: "Fuck, what are we doing, raid management Center?"

"Hurry up and choose, get the serious stuff first." Shi Congxiao bent down and picked up a rifle while he was talking. After glancing at the muzzle, he whispered to Ning Zhe, "The rifling of the barrel has been reset. After the car passed, the gun number was also filed away, and I was really ready to do black work."

While everyone was picking weapons, a group of subordinates brought by Zhang Xiang also started the commercial vehicles behind them that transported everyone and started to turn around.

Zhang Xiang glanced at his watch and continued to urge: "The person who has selected the weapon starts to board! There is a portable communication device in the commercial vehicle at the back. There are only two channels, channel 1 is public, and channel 2 is internal to the team. Give you five minutes to debug, and leave in five minutes!"

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On the other side, near the Blood Lake Memorial Hall, which had collapsed due to the explosion, a large number of military police began to appear, guarding the surrounding blocks. On the streets under martial law, police cars and TV interview cars were constantly shuttled, and a large number of staff also Gather in front of the auditorium door and start placing flower pots as decorations.

After a while, a huge photo was placed in the most conspicuous position outside the auditorium. The person on the screen was Pei Qing, the mayor's secretary who died in an assassination attempt by the revolutionary army a few years ago.

Because when Pei Mu participated in the commemorative activities of the Blood Lake Group, the whole live broadcast was carried out, and a large number of people watched the scene, so the assassination of Pei Qing was no longer news, and there was a lot of uproar for a while, and there was a refugee revolution in the fortress. The matter of the army also made the people panic. For these fortress people, just the word refugee was enough to cause huge panic.

In the past, in the fortress, some large-scale official events should be held in the central auditorium, but Pei Qing's memorial service was deliberately selected at the Blood Lake Memorial Hall where he had an accident.

While the venue was being arranged, Pei Mu was also talking to Meng Fan in the office building behind the memorial hall.

The pressure from the inside of the fortress and the high-level chaebols has made Pei Mu's mental state almost collapse.

Although Pei Qing's existence is itself sent by the top chaebols to supervise Pei Mu, his death is not a good thing for Pei Mu, because no matter how discordant the two are, Pei Qing is a member of the power core of No. 87 after all. Being assassinated in the fortress was an unbearable humiliation for the Pei family, and Pei Mu was the first responsible person for this incident.

Meng Fan looked at the haggard-looking Pei Mu, and could feel how nervous he was, so he comforted him: "Mayor Pei, please rest assured that there will be no mistakes in today's actions, our people are rushing here, today we will definitely will protect your safety at any cost."

"You don't need to comfort me, I'm mentally prepared for this kind of thing." Pei Mu adjusted his emotions and squeezed out a smile: "Anyway, I'm the nominal leader of the management center, and Pei Qing is still mine. Personal secretary, now he was assassinated by the chaos party, I can't escape this incident no matter what, I have to show up... But, I don't know if the chaos party will show up today."

"According to their past behavior, I think the probability is very high." Meng Fan nodded and said his analysis: "In the two known assassinations of the revolutionary army, whether it was the annual meeting of the dark horse, or the bloodshed. At the Lake Memorial Hall, there were a large number of military police on the scene, but they chose to act without hesitation and achieved success. This situation was enough to inflate their self-confidence.

According to the analysis of the revolutionary army's behavior, it is not difficult to find that these people are a group of lunatics. They dare to challenge the power, and they specially select important occasions with high security to carry out violent and terrorist activities. Their purpose is only one, that is, by trampling on authority, to expand own influence and popularity.

In this case, we chose to hold a memorial event for Pei Qing at the Blood Lake Memorial Hall where he was assassinated, which can also express our contempt for them. Today's memorial event allows us to see clearly whether these people are real Crazy, or a bunch of bluffing rabble. "

Pei Mu looked at Meng Fan with a calm face~www.readwn.com~ and the pressure in his heart eased a little: "Lao Meng, my safety is in your hands today!"

Meng Fan nodded in response: "Don't worry, the surrounding commanding heights have all been controlled. When you give a speech, my people and I will also follow you personally to protect you."

Pei Mu reminded: "You can't just be on guard against people who disrupt the party, but also guard against the military and police. Now Pei Heng wants to kill me. Judging from his hatred for me, he shoots me under the influence of the party. , is not impossible.”

Meng Fan nodded again: "I have considered all of these."

"The people of the Pei clan want to kill me, and the enemies of the Pei clan want to kill me. As the ruler of a fortress with a population of more than three million, he has become so timid." Pei Mu suddenly showed a wry smile: "You said , am I a failure?"

Meng Fan was noncommittal: "When faced with a life-or-death crisis, everyone is afraid. This is an instinctive reaction."

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At the same time, the commercial vehicle that Ning Zhe and others were riding in was released from an inconspicuous block checkpoint and galloped away in the direction of the memorial hall.