Chapter 254

Chapter 254

2014-08-16

The efficiency of Grey Cloth Armed Force will not be as slow as those old congressmen, especially in Los Angeles with personal attention. So within two days, the preparatory work for the big-character poster project has come to an end, and the next step is to see the actual effect... Dawn, the night has not faded.

Tang En, Joah, and some young men and women stand in the shadows not far from the entrance of the station. These people belong to the Propaganda Department, and are now Joah's subordinates, including Colin, who Tang En once pranked.

"Tang, is this Eisoan's logo, er... very domineering." Joah pointed at Tang En's left chest and asked in surprise.

Tang En is now wearing black armor, with a skull pierced by a dagger branded where he is being pointed. To say domineering is barely counted, but more of it gives people a feeling of terror, darkness, blood and the like... "Uh, yes." Tang En touched his nose, slightly embarrassed.

It is Tang En's long-standing idea to mark Eisoan, which can play a role in identifying and uniting people's hearts, just like those corporate cultures in the world. But what he thought at the time was to print a dagger, but that was somehow known to little Carol. So she went to the blacksmith alone and found the great grandfather who helped her make the sickle. Speaking of a little girl, how come her thoughts are so violent and bloody? Could it be that I taught it badly? Uh, but that's fine, if I branded a cat and a puppy, should Eisoan go out to meet people... Joah nodded, but he didn't say much about it. He changed his expression of interest and looked at him. The station entrance in the night: "Tang, David, can they pass smoothly?"

Tang En They are waiting for the members of Eisoan. After training all night last night, Tang En announced a Quest to let They broke through resident defense early in the morning. If the guards are alerted in the middle, it will be a failure.

"Not good, but there must be some who can pass." Tang En replied casually, then shrugged and wondered, "Isn't it a meeting at six o'clock? Why did you come so early?"

"It's fine anyway...Well, I'm actually so excited that I can't sleep." Joah stuck out his tongue, showing excitement, "The big-character poster plan has finally been implemented, I've been thinking about this all night... "

Since Tang En doesn't want to be a hero, the big-character poster plan is naturally on Joah's head. It was also for this reason that Luosha promoted her position in the propaganda department. With such expectations on his back, Joah was of course nervous and excited. So, insomnia is not surprising.

"Don't worry, head, I believe this plan will be successful." Colin said confidently on the side.

"Well, I hope so." This matter is very important, and Joah, who has always been determined, is also a little concerned about gains and losses, so he cheers up: "Ke Big Brother Lin, I won't say anything, just call me Joah. It's alright."

Colin was stunned for a moment, then shrugged "Okay, Joah."

Tang En nodded: "That's right, Joah, you're too nervous, relax. Well, when did my idea fail?"

"Ugh, cheeky!" Joah felt relaxed, said with a lovable smile, despite knowing that Tang En was just comforting.

The same consolation, but the effects of the two are far apart... Colin's face turned ashen, and he sighed faintly, but then his smile returned.

Tang En's habit of checking and distinguishing colors has penetrated deep into the bone marrow. Seeing this, he pouted, the formidable power of secretly sighed beauties is huge... During the chat, those people from the propaganda department are also secretly aiming at by Tang En. Now that his demonic nickname has spread like wildfire in the station, Grey Cloth Armed Force folks see his expressions all as a little weird. After a short contact, these people found that Tang En was quite easy to get along with, but the brand on the chest was a little scary... After about ten minutes, Miksu flashed from the back like Ghost Umbra, called Boss, and then stood in Tang En behind En.

Without a doubt, Miksu has the best stealth skills of the group, old and new, and is the first to arrive here.

After some time, some old and new members emerged one after another. At the same time, there were riots in the north and south of the station. Apparently some members were still caught.

Tang En frowned, he is undoubtedly dissatisfied with such a result. In this operation, the resident post is not aware of it, so the success probability is undoubtedly higher. But even so, there are still people who fail.

Half an hour later, the sky was still dark, and no one came.

Tang En glanced behind him, his face darker. Up to now, a total of 31 people have arrived as required, and there are 12 old team members. That means ten people were found.

This result shocked the propaganda staff on the side. Is the defense of the station so impossible to withstand a single blow? During this short period of time, more than 30 people lurked in!

Of course, this is undoubtedly a shame for Tang En. He now wonders if the training these days is in vain... Suddenly raising his eyebrows, he is stunned to find that David is not here, you know He was the only one among all the old players who didn't come.

"David broke through from the south." Miksu understood Tang En's idea instantly, stepped forward and whispered, "It seems that Big Brother Lei is guarding over there today."

"..." Tang En opened his mouth and was speechless. This makes sense, not to mention Frey's own Intermediate Martial Artist Peak strength, his Old Brothers and his well-trained long spear breaking the formation team, David and the others are disasters.

"You will lead someone later. All unapproved backpacks will add 10 kg." Tang En's face was calm, and he continued, "By the way, remind the camp guards to make up for this defense loophole."

Although there are objective reasons, failure is failure, and there must be necessary punishment.

This...isn't that satisfying? The people from the propaganda department looked at each other in dismay and were a little confused.

"Yes!" Miksu responded.

Tang En nods and turns to Joah and the others with a sullen expression: "Let's go, let's go now!

"Uh, oh..."

…………The big-character poster project this time is only a pilot project, and the chosen target is an unknown village ten miles away from here.

The mood of everyone at this time is all excited, and even the speed is much faster. When they arrived at the outskirts of the village, the sky first saw a ray of light.

This season, the people in the village naturally did not wake up. The occasional chirping of poultry further accentuates the tranquility here.

"Wait a minute!" Tang En left a sentence and floated into the village. There are probably only more than 100 households here, and the scale is not large.

Wandering around, Tang En pinched a dozen watchdogs silently. He came with Joah this time, which was arranged by Losa. The main Quest was to clear the obstacles and ensure the safety of the personnel.

After Tang En was finished, Joah and the others entered lightly. Unroll the roll of paper, select the wall, and paste it... After a few minutes, everyone quickly evacuated, leaving behind a dozen pieces of drawing paper glued to the flat outer wall.

"hū chī , hū chī..." Joah's face was flushed, and he only dared to take a deep breath when he was outside the village.

Tang En astonished: "What's the matter?" It's only a few minutes, and it's just some stickers. Why does Joah look more tired than running ten miles just now?

Breathing slightly, Joah bit her lip: "Tang, why do I feel like we're thieves?"

"Uh..." Tang En didn't know whether to cry or laugh: "Why do you think like this, we didn't steal anything."

"It just feels weird..."

Joah and the others are just a preliminary pilot this time. So you need to paste it secretly to observe the real reactions of the commoners. If it is possible, then naturally there is no need to be so rude in the future.

After doing all this, the next step is to wait. However, Joah and the others were not idle either. A few of them put on hunter outfits prepared in advance and so on. After observing the reaction, they naturally wanted to get in.

Tang En is a connoisseur of this, and has already pointed out a few people who want to go in when he came. Besides, they don't ask for a perfect Camouflage, as long as they can pretend to be a passing hunter and a commoner from the next village.

No matter which world, the commoner, or the people at the bottom of the society are the most industrious groups.

Soon, a country woman who got up early to fetch water opened the door and found a poster on the wall of her house within a few steps. From the open mouth, you can clearly see her surprise. After she turned her head and looked around, she realized that the same is true of more than a dozen families around her.

The country women immediately turned around and entered the house. After a while, they walked out with a middle-aged man.

Gradually, the village began to become lively. Every household opened the door, stared blankly at the paintings on the walls of their own or other homes, and kept talking. There are a few good people who are running around constantly, wanting to read all the promotional papers.

"Okay, let's go in!" Tang En took the lead from the hideout and walked towards the entrance of the village, Joah and a few dressed people followed.

In normal times, these foreigners would naturally attract attention, and the closed small mountain village is very interested in any fresh face. But now everyone's attention is almost on the wallpaper, so the Tang En who are distracted in and they don't get much attention.

The promotional paper posted this time contains both text and comics. It is obvious that there are more people gathered in front of the comics.

"Hey, who posted this?"

"Maybe it's some kid's prank, I think it's the second dog of the old Parker family..."

"Uh, what does this mean?"

"I don't understand? It's not very clear, tsk tsk, that fat head and ears really look like our master Bai!"

"Haha, don't say it, it's really similar!"

...The fat head and big ears are the image of the nobles, not to mention ugly, most nobles are indeed in this way.

The nobles all have their own Fiefdom, which is a major source of their economy. There is no doubt that Lord Nabaye is the owner of this village. From the point of view of Proficient in the wild mountains and ridges, it is natural that this Lord Bai is not a big noble, in fact, it is very likely that he is a lord or a Knight without a title.

After laughing at the nobles, the commoners also understood the meaning of this simple painting.

"It's not us who have the yellow-faced muscles, these damn greedy masters."

"Yes, sucking our flesh and blood will fill their belly!"

"It seems to be a toad..."

"The child is going... Have you heard that there is more flour to be paid this month, which is simply not giving us a way to live? !"

As if being touched by a certain string of the heart, the names of the villages gathered in front of the sheets of drawing paper, and all of them were excited.

The naughty child who was pushed out looked annoyed, then rolled his eyes, ran a few steps to pick up a small yellow rock from the ground, and then turned around and squeezed into the crowd.

Under everyone's attention, the child raised the stone and wrote the word "Bayi" on the aristocratic belly.

"Uh...haha..."

The villagers laughed even more joyfully, turning all the hatred they had gathered before into this unscrupulous ridicule.

The child was encouraged and more excited. He immediately ran to the other wallpaper and repeated the action just now. Wherever he went, it naturally caused bursts of laughter...Tang En and Joah in the periphery looked at each other and smiled, then immediately. Follow the flow of people to look at each drawing paper.

The last one posted at the west end of the village is not a painting, but a small print of densely packed.

"Who knows the characters... The old village chief, please invite the old village chief."

The villagers at this time were completely intrigued, they knew that it was written on it Yes, probably the one who posted the picture.

After a while, an old man with a gray beard was helped out. Everyone consciously made a way out. People were in awe or worshipped what they didn’t know, so everyone respected the old village chief who knew the most in the village.

The old man looked up and down, it may be dim-sighted from old age, so the speed is relatively slow. Although everyone looked anxious, they didn't rush.

Finally, "cough cough, this is written by Grey Cloth Armed Force!" The old man said the owner of these wallpapers.

"Grey Cloth Armed Force?"

"No wonder, my uncle's Aunt's...child joined the Grey Cloth Armed Force, I heard that this is a for us. A team for the sake of thinking."

"I've also heard of..."

"Okay, just be quiet and wait for the old village chief to finish reading."

Titus officials will naturally not come here to promote the Grey Cloth Armed Force as a mob bandit, so the people here have a good impression of the Grey Cloth Armed Force.

"My name is Barr, I used to be from Wild Stone Village. But this village is now passed away, and I'm the only one who survived... A few years ago, my grandfather's child trampled my neighbor old Paul to death on horseback. The granddaughter, the old Paul broke the horse's leg... That night, the soldiers of the master's family came, and without waiting for details, the village was closed and the slaughter began..."

This propaganda paper The above is not a slogan, but a true story called Baal Youth. This is the idea that Luosha came up with after being inspired by Tang En.

For the illiterate populace, the slogan is empty, and it can never be more powerful than a true tragic story. And in Grey Cloth Armed Force, there are many, many stories like this... As the old man recited slowly, the villagers seemed to see the village burned to ashes, the poor people who died tragically, and a young man who was lucky enough to escape, roaring up to the sky and swearing One day must kill that goddamn lord..."...I can swear to the Light God it's true, the ruins of the Wild Stone Village are at...Grey Cloth Armed Force Soldier Baal! Well, that's about it. .”

…………There was a brief silence, and the wind and thunder gathered.

"Kill the damn bastard!"

"Kill all the greedy lords!"

"Support the Grey Cloth Armed Force!"

...all kinds of high-pitched scolding sounded in an instant, and then the momentum became even louder, echoing in the sky above the village.

Anger is just an emotion, and when released, it becomes a power.

No one knows how long the anger of these villagers will last. Maybe they will slowly fade away in a few days, or they will obediently pay increasingly strict taxes. But as long as the seeds are planted, they will eventually pierce the heavy earth and spew out new green shoots!