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"Yes! It's not easy for everyone."

Director Zhou stroked his smooth chin, and suddenly felt nostalgic for the past.

You must know that during the Second Civil War, he had the title of the bearded man!

"By the way, Lao Luo, do you know one thing! Since this incident started, the gun ownership rate in the whole of China has increased greatly, more than 50 times more than last year."

"Yes! No way!"

Minister Luo let out a sigh, pinched the butt off the unlit cigarette, and chewed the yellow shredded tobacco directly with his mouth.

It's refreshing to do this, that's what he did when he was young, and it's been a long time since he thought about it. After all, he hasn't slept for several days and nights, and he's getting older. It would be very tiring not to do this.

"The largest gun store in Beijing is right opposite the Ministry of Public Security. I can see the gate through the window. Usually, there are a few regular military fan clubs, and we don't even bother to register."

"The result is now? The queues there are really long, and there are huge crowds of people every day. In the end, we can only restrict purchases. Comrades have to go there to maintain order... This is the end of the game, and we will return to the pre-liberation night, by the way. Lao Zhou, is your committee still promoting the dangers of guns?"

"Stop talking, we don't even dare to mention half a word now."

Director Zhou shrugged helplessly. You must know that although Hua Guo can't control guns, they still have to do the propaganda of "try not to own guns".

There is no shooting culture in Huaguo, so not many people go back to buy it. In addition, everyone feels that having a gun is the same as not having a gun, and there is no need to store this kind of weapon to protect oneself at home. So half a month ago, Huaguo The gun ownership rate is really low, not even one-tenth.

As a result of this uproar, just based on big data analysis of orders from state-run gun stores, nearly 3000 million guns of various types flowed into the civilian population in half a month, which is much more than the number of PLA active soldiers.

But if you think about it, at least everyone is abiding by the law, and there is no chaos in society. It is estimated that in a few months or a year, everyone will basically have a gun.

ah!It can be considered that the government has lost the work of arming the people. This is really a situation of 14 billion people and 14 billion soldiers.

"Ah! Now it's really 'the army and the people are united as one, let's see who can fight against us'. Didn't we have this way back then?"

Minister Luo chewed two mouthfuls of tobacco hard, and recalled his past under the stimulation of strong taste.

Twenty years ago, he was still a small company commander, and he was almost killed on the battlefield after being beaten by various intervening troops.

Fortunately, with the support of the Chinese people, his camp finally won the victory. You must know that nearly one-tenth of the Chinese people participated in the war at that time.

If the current development continues like this, maybe everyone will really be mobilized.

14 billion armed forces, what a powerful force!

Coupled with the new Soviet Union, it seems that the day of human extinction is still early!

"Yes, Lao Luo, a huge army composed of 14 billion people. Do we really have to worry about the future of Huaguo?"

Director Zhou smiled slightly, recalling his turbulent youth.

"The country of Hua will not experience the pain of the last time, and human beings will not perish so easily."

"Yes! As long as we are here."

"No! It's not us, but the people."

Director Zhou put down the cup in his hand and subconsciously touched his People's Committee badge.

"The people lead themselves, and we are just the guiding light and the hardest shield. Bravely guide everyone to go on, correct mistakes, and get better every time, even if it is a long way."

"I can't really talk about you when I talk about Communism!"

Minister Luo was talking cheerfully. Suddenly, the door of the meeting room was pushed open. The people who were still arguing were quiet for a moment, and all of them stared at the door dumbfounded.

This is also true of Director Zhou. Although he had heard about it and knew that "he" had woken up, he really did not expect that "he" would come back today.

At the door of this conference room, a kind old man smoking a cigarette that was pinched in half, was with the current President Hua Guo, and looked at them with interest.

"He" obviously stood there and did nothing, just smiled and smoked, but the oppressive feeling of the boss instantly shocked everyone present.

It's just that after staring at him, this feeling disappeared immediately, disappeared without a trace, and instead felt a little more close, as if they were real relatives.

"What are you doing? Continue the meeting, comrades! Don't worry about me, I'm just here to listen!"

The old man extinguished half of the cigarette in his hand, and said cordially to everyone in the conference room that it was the first time we met, but he didn't feel like an outsider at all.

"Okay...Okay! Come on! Comrades continue the meeting, continue the meeting!"

After a while, a certain comrade finally came to his senses in astonishment.

Then everyone became sober, and the old man, accompanied by the current chairman, was invited in by everyone present. Once the door was closed, the meeting continued inside.

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"Oh! Is this the controllable 'Thunder Sorrower'? It's just a pity, it's just another 'mutant'."

In a luxurious room of a certain hotel, Marydale carefully looked in front of her. She had already turned into a paparazzi boy. To be precise, he should be called "Fallen Angel" now.

"I'm sorry, my master. This is Sylvie's dereliction of duty, and Sylvie is willing to accept punishment."

After all, Sylvie knelt down on one knee behind Marydale, and no matter what method the master planned to use to torture her, she was willing.

"It's okay, Sylvie. I am very satisfied with your behavior, because the Lord doesn't need this kind of person as an envoy, a slave or something is completely enough."

Marydale didn't intend to blame Sylvie, she just turned around and stroked Sylvie's short shoulder-length golden hair like a cat.

"This is enough, stronger than the previous 'Thunder Sorrower', and absolutely obedient."

"Now we have found one of the holy objects, and there are three left. The general must be getting the second one soon, so we have to hurry up."

"Yes, my master. Sylvie will definitely help the master."

Sylvie raised her head and looked at Marydale excitedly.

"Sylvie wants to kill everyone who stands in front of the master! Kill them all! Not a single one left! Kill everyone!"

"Well! Not bad! Not bad! Sylvie, did you speak well? Huh? Someone is here."

click-

The wooden door of the room was pushed open from the outside. At this time, Bishop Edward, accompanied by two entourages, moved in two large boxes.

"Huh... just put it here, you can go out now."

Seeing that the box was placed smoothly and the attendants left the room, Bishop Edward looked at Marydale respectfully and bowed to her.

"Your Majesty, everything you asked for has arrived, please take a look."

"Really? It's finally here, Sylvie! Open the box."

"Yes! My master."

Sylvie squatted down immediately, and quickly opened two large boxes.

In these two boxes, there is a set of special restraint suits and a row of red potions.

Although Sylvie didn't know what these were, the red liquid in the glass bottle always gave her a deep attraction, as if it was contained in her blood, calling her constantly.

"Okay, that's it for these things."

Marydale glanced at the phone, and it was the same as "Doctor" said, nothing was left behind.

"Sylvie, the red potion was given to you by my concubine. Now I have to inject myself completely, and then put this 'clothes' on the 'mutant'. We still have a place to ask for it later." go."

"Yeah! Sylvie thank you Master for the reward. By the way, Master, where are we going later?"

"Where are you going? Just follow my concubine."

Marydale turned around and sat on the soft mattress, erecting her straight and round white legs.

"After all, being a concubine is not as simple as your master now, official reporter of the United States? No, no, no! She is a special agent of CAI."

As she spoke, Mariedale took a certificate in her hand, threw it away, and easily clamped it with two of her row of pearly white toes.

"It's time to grab Bishop Nuoerai. The target is the Neon Embassy. I heard that the second princess of the Neon royal family is here. If you get her, her side will make progress much easier, right?"

"Yes, that's right. That's it!"

Chapter 100 The Dawns Here Are Quiet

On the Zhongshan Road, filled with the breath of death, charred corpses were being carried by intelligence agents of the People's Committee.

They were neatly placed together in rows, and most of the corpses had been charred into "dried meat", and their identities could no longer be identified only from facial analysis.

Since everything has become like this, blood tests are of course useless. There is an old saying in Huaguo that one cannot be a lonely ghost when one returns home after death.

But this kind of corpse that has almost been twisted into a ball is really difficult for the committee!

PLA is okay, with two dog tags in hand, even if it is blown to pieces, at least one foot can be found.

Most of the militiamen have dog tags too, but the general police and innocent citizens are not so good, the clothes are all burnt and everything, it really doesn't look different at all.

It seems that it can only be handed over to the police first, and then let the family members claim it in person.

Of course, this is an unidentifiable corpse, so it will do this.

"Cough... the battle in the afternoon, what did the people here go through?"

Standing on the asphalt road covered with bullet casings, Nightingale looked at the scene around her with lingering fear, and couldn't help but speak truthfully.

This afternoon, in the downtown area of ​​Jiangcheng City, a suspected world boss "Thunder Sorrower" suddenly appeared, and now he is given a special code name - "Fallen Angel".

Because of the sudden incident, many people were injured. Most of the PLA, policemen and militias present died in the battle. Only one PLA survived, not counting the People's Committee, KGB and special personnel.

Suddenly appearing out of nowhere, and then disappearing in an instant, Nightingale was also a little confused at this time.

She looked at the half-collapsed Haiqing Newspaper. According to intelligence, the "Fallen Angel" first appeared there, and the Tuanque was there at that time, and even she didn't notice anything unusual there.

From the later information, we can basically know that the "Fallen Angel" this time should be changed by an expatriate reporter from the newspaper, and it probably appeared on the fourth floor. As for how it changed, it is still unknown Know.

"Haiqing Newspaper, a product of the old times! It's just that I really didn't expect such a thing to happen here."

Nightingale said to herself, in fact, she also knew very well in her heart that the last time she faced the "Thunder Sorrower" was so embarrassing, it was purely due to the lack of defensive forces in the Jiangcheng area, and it took less than three hours for the troops to assemble, so they fought in a hurry.

But since that time, basically all the dispatched troops in the Jiangcheng area have returned, and now the strategic rocket army and nuclear weapon launch bases in the whole of China are on standby 24 hours a day.

If it is really uncontrollable, then Jiangcheng will definitely be wiped off the map within 10 minutes. Of course, there is no way around this.

At the same time, it is also the last "protective umbrella" for human beings to survive.

But fortunately, the monster disappeared by itself in the end, and the matter did not expand further, but the strict martial law of the whole city may begin again.

Since the afternoon, all transportation facilities and highways in Chujiang City have been overcrowded. According to the official notice, martial law will start at midnight tonight.

No matter how many years have passed, the people of Huaguo are still like this. If it is dangerous outside, they will go home, and if they can't take it with them at home, they will run outside.

But Nightingale felt that there was nothing wrong with this. It was true that the current Jiangcheng was relatively dangerous, and it was normal to seek refuge outside. At least no fool would think of going abroad. Apart from the new Soviet Union, nowhere was it safe at all abroad.

So now I hope that the history books can record it better. Don't write this time as a big mistake by the committee, which caused the death of tens of thousands of people in Jiangcheng. Does it really include the number of refugees and unborn people?

That's really a math genius, isn't it?Is it true that whoever catches Shushu is a good thing?

At this time, it was almost seven o'clock in the evening, and the sun was gradually approaching the horizon, and a bright moon was about to hang in the sky.

It's really painful!

Nightingale pressed her slightly heaving chest, looking at the rows of charred corpses.

At this time, the only surviving PLA fighter was sitting with his head down next to a single pile of corpses.Most of these corpses have dog tags on them. It seems that he has stood up all his comrades in arms. Count roughly, there are probably a row of people.

At his age, is it probably the first time he has faced such a cruel battle?

Nightingale saw that the PLA soldier looked quite young, at most in his early twenties. From the Second Civil War to the present, Huaguo had never experienced a large-scale protracted war.

So for these young PLAs, when they picked up their guns and aimed at the monster half a month ago, an endless war began.

But with such a hunting-like experience, who would know that he is already in a war?

I'm afraid, just like this PLA soldier, when they saw their comrades were torn to pieces by monsters, and the squad leader's ass was hung on a branch, then they might understand that this is a damn war...

Speaking of which, this "Fallen Angel" is really dangerous...

Nightingale couldn't help feeling so emotional in her heart, recalling an incident from the past.

It probably happened in the comment area of ​​a "giant" anime, and it probably meant that if the "giant" in the anime appeared now, would it cause a lot of casualties to the PLA.

Netizens have a lot of opinions, but most of them think that the weapons of World War II can be easily solved, and now it is simply a massacre.

But at that time, Nightingale noticed such a comment, "If you can suddenly transform into a giant in a crowded place, will it change the ending?"

At first I thought it was just a joke, but now that I think about it, it's really worth thinking about.

There are indications that the so-called "Thunder Mourner" may be a man-made product, which the Committee has known for a long time.

Probably when the "Thunder Sorrow" appeared for the first time, the support team who arrived at the alley afterwards found a syringe gun. Found it in the remnants.

Then it can also be said that the "fallen angels" this time are actually man-made.

Since it can appear again and again, will it appear two or more at the same time next time?