Chapter 418

Chapter 418

2014-08-16

Titus' third siege of the Grey Cloth Armed Force station failed again!

Although the result this time is the annihilation of the entire army, it is only a tactical term, and of course it does not mean that all soldiers are killed. Not to mention that the incident happened suddenly, Ou Meng didn't have time to send troops to surround him. Even if it is fully surrounded, it is impossible for 80,000 soldiers to escape. In fact, there are still a lot of people who escaped. Like the middle-aged lieutenant-level high-ranking officials who could escape, there are naturally more ordinary soldiers.

In this case, the news naturally cannot be concealed. The first force to get the exact news was the Northern Armaments Department, but of course they announced it immediately. It's not that there is still any chance of luck, but that some defeats still take some time to digest.

The second is Joah and the others. This speed does not mean that someone from the secret agency has broken into the Armaments Department. Rather, the news was bought through Thief's hands. As the saying goes, the dragon has the way of the dragon, and the mouse has the way of the mouse. Recently, this information is the most sensitive and most valuable. Thief, who has a keen sense of smell and specializes in this industry, is naturally impossible to let go. After some deserters rushed out of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, they were waiting for them...

Since Joah heard the news, it was naturally the first time he was overjoyed. In this way, the editors of the newspapers in various cities are forced again. The newspapers are published once a day, and they cannot defend themselves immediately. How to justify it? I had been arrogant and arrogant for more than ten days before. It was said with certainty that the Grey Cloth Armed Force would be directly crushed. Now, the regular soldiers collapsed before they lasted for a few days. There is something more naked than this. Slap in the face?

First it was the surrounding cities of the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains, and then it spread to the north... By the next morning, more than a dozen cities had posted posters of Grey Cloth Armed Force!

The cultural and propaganda offices of various cities have not received orders and have not been consulted, but they have adopted a unified attitude, that is, silence. The newspapers are published normally, but they don't mention anything about the Grey Cloth Armed Force. It seems that the arrogant remarks in the past ten days are not what they said...

But this matter was fired by them before. If it is so popular, the public's response will not be sullen because of the newspaper's ignorance.

can't be considered Celebrating the whole world, but now in the hearts of most people, the Grey Cloth Armed Force is undoubtedly a lot heavier.

No matter which world, the ideals are only a few. Compared with the oppressed people who are too ruthless, and only the poor farmers who choose to resist, most of the urban residents are more realistic. The Grey Cloth Armed Force hype was tantalizing and they were envious, but relatively speaking, they wanted to see something more practical. Although everyone knows that strength requires them to participate, take risks, and struggle to accumulate, but who doesn't want to sit back and enjoy it?

This is about the nature of people to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, whether it is derogatory, or it should be taken for granted... Now these are no longer important, Grey Cloth Armed Force has proved themselves and demonstrated them Strength. That's enough.

Some city folks began to stir in their hearts... If the promotion of Grey Cloth Armed Force first made their Spiritual Plane a little shaken, now these shakes are finally starting to materialize!

At this time, a Grey Cloth Armed Force propaganda poster appeared in each city, this time not in the form of a comic, but a city, a large city called Dawn City.

Titus naturally knows the news about Dawn City. Even in the Northern Armaments Department, officers have begun to study the siege strategy for the city that was pieced together by the soldiers who escaped. The Cultural and Propaganda Offices in various places also know about it, but now they have the city descriptions they have thought about before, but they dare not publish them. The reason is very simple... If this is a place that looks like a cottage, they will immediately put it on the front page of the newspaper, and make a lot of ridicule to let the people recognize the reality. But now the city wall is nearly ten feet high, and all kinds of defense equipment are complete, and the area inside is even more unknown. If it were published, wouldn't it make people yearn for it!

But if they don't do it, Joah and the others won't let go of this opportunity. Taking advantage of the current discussion, they will decisively release the news of Dawn City.

Needless to say, this is naturally a hot topic of discussion among the public, and many people even tore it off at the time and secretly hid it back home. Although I can't see what's so great about this city of dawn from the picture, it is enough to know that the city can withstand the attack of 80,000 regular soldiers.

With the strength, there is also a place to live... The public is even more favorable towards the Grey Cloth Armed Force. It can be said that if the main road to the Hundred Thousand Great Mountains hadn't been blocked layer by layer, some people would have defected now.

The general trend is over... By this time, the cultural and propaganda offices of various cities have basically given up their counterattacks. When the Northern Armaments Department issued an order, it would publish a few articles that would not hurt or itch. If you don't receive the order, then continue to ignore it.

Of course they know how delicate the current situation is. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a powder keg. But what do you make them do? You have to come up with an excuse to refute it. Your armament department put in nearly 200,000 soldiers back and forth, and as a result, you simply suffered three defeats. I can't even find the legs of the horses...

Compared to the overwhelmed Cultural and Publicity Department, the life of the Police Department is much better. The method that those few smart people came up with was soon quietly popularized in the northern cities. What, you're arresting the Grey Cloth Armed Force propagandist? It's simple, I'll pick up a few people who were beaten to death from the prison as soon as possible and send them to you. Prison empty? It's also simple, go out for a walk and catch a few gang members...

As for Tang En and Joah in Stan City, they have recently entered a busy condition.

Especially Joah, improving the addresses of secret agencies in various cities, researching propaganda strategies, and collecting all kinds of intelligence... It's a lot of work, but fortunately her subordinates are still very powerful and share a lot. specific work.

But the most troublesome thing is the recent turmoil. Although the people in the National Police Agency have found a way to deal with the above, it does not mean that they do not want to solve the problem once and for all. There is news that a city's secret agency has been taken down, and most of the casualties are inside. Fortunately, this city is not far from Stan City...

...

In the evening, the prison, the gloomy corridor, the dim flames.

As a place of punishment, the environment here is naturally not very good, and there is a unique smell of moldy corners. Coupled with the miserable howls of the gloomy wind that came from time to time, normal people would shiver for a while when they passed by.

"Have you recruited? Damn, I'm going to starve to death."

"Hey, are you still worried about my craftsmanship? Hehe, hurry up, at most For half an hour, it is guaranteed that they will even explain how many women they have dated in their life."

"That's good...for dim sum, many great characters are waiting for news. As long as there is something to gain. , Bounty can't do without you!"

"Hehe, no problem...How about I give you a live performance?"

"Fuck off, I don't want to lose my appetite later ...Well, I'll go out to find something to eat first, and I'll come back and bring you a few bottles of wine."

"Yo, how dare you...thank you."

"Fuck off, Get out of here, it smells of blood as soon as you get close."

"hehe..."

Squeak! While speaking, a closed iron door opened, a middle age person with a fat head, big ears, and a black beard came out, and behind him a gloomy-looking man with an iron hook in his left glove bowed and greeted him attentively.

"Let's do things, I'd better be able to see... eh?" Before he finished speaking, the fat middle age person who turned around and wanted to leave was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at both sides of the dark corridor. , the fallen prison guards in rows.

"Head, what's the matter?" The man behind was inside the door and couldn't see what was going on outside. He couldn't help asking in surprise as he watched the fat middle age person stomping his steps. Then he took a step forward and looked out. "Uh..." His eyes widened suddenly, and in his sight, a black-clothing man stood quietly in front of the fat man, clutching the belt in one hand and stabbing the dagger into his heart in the other.

"hū chī...chi..." The man was startled and opened his mouth to scream, but a blade of light had instantly cut into his throat, and the warning sound turned into a whimper of leaking wind.

The black-clothing man let go of the belt on his hands, the fat middle age person was leaning on the right side of the door, and the man with the iron hook was lying on the fat middle age person. He took a strange posture, but he didn't fall down.

Through the gap between the two, the black-clothing man narrowed his eyes and looked towards the room. About a dozen bloody people were tied to iron pillars, and behind them hung various blood-stained torture instruments. In front of him stood seven or eight people dressed in prison uniforms, some of them were tortured, some were soaking red soldering irons, and one was sitting behind a low table, writing something with a pen...

Hehe... The black-clothing man grinned silently, and then pressed his hands on the two dead people in front of him, hu, hu, one fatty and one thin, the two corpses were like shells out of the shell He crashed into the room, and then the figure was short, quickly rushed in, and closed the iron door.

"Head? Why are you... eh?"

"Be careful, there are enemies..."

"Where, why can't I see?"

"Behind you...ah..."

"Behind you, mate like a pig!"

In just a few seconds, as With this strange sigh, the room became quiet again. The heavy iron door has a good sound insulation effect, probably to prevent the screams from being too loud. But now, it has blocked the guards' calls for help and warnings.

Indoors, the people tied to the iron pillars stared blankly at the prison executioners who were still tormenting them just now, but now they have turned into prison executioners whose bodies lay on the ground, speechless.

That The black-clothing man who succeeded in the raid did not intend to rescue immediately. He pushed down the corpse in front of the table, picked up the stack of papers on the table, flipped through it a few times, frowned slightly, and then threw it into the fireplace behind him.

Papa, clapped his palm twice, and was woken up by a few people tied up. The black-clothing man took off his mask and spread his hands, his normal face was expressionless: "Introduce myself, my name is Tang En. Well, someone should know me, right? "

"Tang En..."

"Tang Captain? "

"Very good, Captain, save us..."

Several people shouted hesitantly, and then their faces showed surprise.

"Oh , very good, it seems that I still have some fame. "Shrugged, Tang En's mouth twitched slightly, and then he gently shook the head, and said calmly, "I'm sorry, although someone asked me to save me, but I changed my mind... Well, you all know Colin, right? ”

The bound people bowed their heads sadly, of course they knew who Colin was, the hero who was caught during the first city promotion, and then Danger Land fought back to kill another person and finally committed suicide.

"Some things are very unfair, but there is no way..." Tang En walked to the fireplace, separated a few piles of firewood, put down a red crystal, and turned around: "Join this organization, you guys Both know what it means and are trained. When the institution was broken down, I think someone must have been killed, and some committed suicide..."

huā lā picked up a thick chain, "but you all survived...I don't want to know. Are you wounded and captured, knocked unconscious and captured, or... greedy for life and fear of death. After a pause, he walked towards the iron gate, "Don't get me wrong, this greed for life and fear of death is not a curse. Everyone has only one life, and it is normal to be stingy. "The chains kept wrapping around the handle of the iron door," but since you are still alive, I can only send you to death! You can be angry, angry, cursing... normal, I can understand. Start citing names first, so that you have someone to vent to. Finally..."

Pulling the chain out of the door, Tang En turned his head and said indifferently: "You will all become martyrs, remembered by the descendants of the Grey Cloth Armed Force. Well, bye! "He bowed, wrapped the chain, and slowly closed the iron door.

"Captain Tang..." The person tied in the middle suddenly raised his head with a complicated expression, "Thank you! "

"You're welcome!" ”

Bang, the iron door closed, and the chain became a dead end.

…………(To be continued.)