Chapter 121: Descendants of the Dai Clan (2)
In the rivers and lakes, the reputation of the Yellow Flower Society is half good or bad, with praise and depreciation. Everyone understands that this team of Chinese Americans has become the Pentagon's Imperial Guard, and although they have the same skin color and the same genes as mainlanders, they are all acting in the interests of the United States of America. Internationally, there is a very apt name for such Chinese - yellow-skinned banana people. It means that this kind of person is still yellow-skinned, black-eyed, and black-haired on the surface, but the essence of the heart is white.
I am deeply honored that the general thinks so highly of me, but I will not forget my roots because of this, and I am excited to become a guest at the Pentagon.
The Chinese most agree with the saying that "fallen leaves return to their roots", and all people's roots are rooted in the yellow earth, growing up drinking the water of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River, and eating the millet, rice, wheat and corn grown on this land. In this life, but with spare strength, how dare you not serve the country in full?
It is undeniable that some aspects of the developed countries of the West are more advanced than China's, but that cannot be a reason for treason for seeking glory.
The elevator came, and I took Bai Wanyang to the elevator.
"It's finally over." She said.
I really want to remind her that when the rivers and lakes never close, this game is easy to come in, but it is difficult to go back.
A young girl like her may not have the determination and endurance to survive to a high position like a general, and even if she becomes the second general, she is still not a big man in the Yellow Flower Society and even in today's rivers and lakes, but she is just a pawn under the baton of politicians in a big country.
"Mr. Long, our people have been searching for a long time in the Mogao Grottoes, and if you hadn't opened the door to visitors from Hong Kong Island, we would really be at a loss. The strange origin of Miss Ming has alarmed the upper echelons of the Yellow Flower Society, who are contacting Asia's top historians and archaeologists to conduct a thorough and precise analysis of Miss Ming, such as DNA sequence demonstration or bone marrow depth examination. It is impossible for a person to have nowhere to come, unless she is like Sun Wukong, who is conceived by a stone and bursts into ...... "Bai Wanyang's mood is improving, and she is gradually in the mood to joke.
Regarding the origin of Ming Shuisleeve, I guess the two brothers and sisters Gu Tingguo and Gu Tingcheng are more anxious to know.
In front of the top figures in the rivers and lakes, any lies and disguises will have nothing to hide, and those who swagger and deceive will have to pay a heavy price. The Gu brothers and sisters are big experts in the antique industry, and they are well-informed, and they don't know how many scammers they have encountered before. The fact that the Gu family can stand so far is enough to prove that the two brothers and sisters are not brainless.
"Everyone else in the Yellow Flower Society has evacuated, right?" I asked.
Bai Wanyang shook her head, but there was no pathetic expression on her face after losing a large number of companions.
"Everyone else died?" I asked again.
"Twenty-two people were killed and eighteen were seriously wounded." Bai Wanyang replied.
"What about the others? Shouldn't there be a few hundred more? I asked.
Previously, the people of the Yellow Flower Society invaded the base on a large scale and controlled all the main roads, which was huge and earth-shattering. The total number of dead and wounded mentioned by Bai Wanyang just now is forty, but the rest are not mentioned. The base is about to be destroyed, and I don't want these innocent people to go to the burial of Japanese ninjas.
"No one else, we just used the holographic projection technology of cyborgs to deceive the surveillance system and force the Japanese to make a wrong judgment in panic. This 'bait' technology was formed in desert warfare, and now it is so mature that other countries cannot crack it. Bai Wanyang explained with a smile.
I relieved myself and nodded, "Okay, as long as I don't get involved in more innocent people, my heart will be put down." β
The elevator rises to the top and comes to a slow stop.
We stepped out of the elevator and found ourselves in a long, dark chasm in the belly of the mountain.
After walking forward for a while, he met with Jade Fox Chan and the general.
"The weather forecast shows that there will be black wind and sand outside. We're hiding here, and that's the best option. Jade Fox Zen said.
She and the general sat on the left and right sides of a large stone chamber, both of them with short guns that could snap the safety bolt on the stones in their hands, and they looked like they would fight on the spot at any moment.
The blood on the general's body has dried up, but her spirit is very weak, she strokes her chest with one palm, and she doesn't even dare to speak loudly: "Mr. Long, I agree with this opinion." As soon as the black wind and sand passed, we left. β
I didn't continue to dwell on this issue, but walked towards Jade Fox Zen and stretched out my hand: "Give it to me." β
Jade Fox Zen asked in surprise, "What?" What for you? β
I pointed to the general: "The medicine that heals the light blow of the Great Roc King's gourd." β
Jade Fox Chan shook his head: "I don't have medicine, even if I do, it's poison." The light emitted by the Golden-Winged Roc King is not pure physical damage, but has some special power, and it is difficult for the medicine stone to heal quickly. β
If there is no antidote, the wounds on the general's body will be difficult to heal, and he will lose his combat effectiveness in a short period of time, putting Huanghua at a disadvantage.
I judged from Jade Fox Zen's expression that she was not lying.
The wind gradually sounded outside, and one after another, the ghost cried like a wolf. The black wind and sand on the Gobi Desert are extremely harmful, equivalent to tornadoes on the American continent, and are the main source of sandstorms in northwest Chinese mainland.
As Jade Fox Zen said, staying in the cave and waiting for the black wind and sand to pass is the wisest choice.
Time has been delayed for so long, the situation on the other side of the anti-thief pit should have changed greatly, and the safety of everyone is a big problem.
Together, all operations could only be suspended. If you take the risk of rushing to the anti-thief pit at this moment, you are killing yourself.
Man's victory over heaven is a false proposition, man can never defeat nature, but can only adapt to the situation and adapt to the time.
I hope that the general can hold on, and I also hope that Gu Qingcheng, Sang Wanyu and others will be blessed and the auspicious people will protect themselves.
The fate of the base is still in the hands of Jade Fox Zen, and it was inconvenient for her to do what she did and Matsumoto Group and others, but now Matsumoto Izumi is dead, and the eight evil people who live in the safe have also shown their true colors, that is, no one can interfere with her power anymore.
In my opinion, the base must be destroyed, or it will be handed over to the government free of charge and become the property of the state under the jurisdiction of the government.
Jade Fox Zen has been silent, looking out of the cave, his eyes are empty, and his expression is indifferent.
The black wind and sand are not a force to solve the problem, but just an opportunity to force everyone to sit quietly in the cave and meditate.
In the face of the endgame, both the Yellow Flower Society and the Heartmoon Spiritless Faction have to rethink their next moves, and whoever acts first may be able to occupy an advantageous position in the next round of battle.
Everyone can imagine that countless forces in the rivers and lakes are eyeing each other. The reason why they haven't shown up yet is because the treasures of Mogao Grottoes are still unknown, and the true face of Lushan has not been revealed. If you don't understand this, you will make wedding clothes for others in the future, and you will die without a place to bury yourself.
The general sat cross-legged, his eyes slightly closed, and his palms pressed lightly on his knees, as if he had settled down. The situation over there must have affected her heart, and the life and death of Sang Wanyu was the top priority. In a battle with the Golden-Winged Roc King, the general slashed out thirty-five swords, but instead of taking the enemy's head, he was seriously injured, which was a heavy blow to herself and the Yellow Flower Society. In the next step, the arrogance of the Yellow Flower Society must be reined in, and they dare not despise other gangs.
Among the four of us, the one with the most relaxed expression was Bai Wanyang. Seeing her, the scene where we fought against the King of Dapeng in the death of the Heart-piercing Arrow Feng Shui appeared in front of us again. If I hadn't slashed the gourd with my knife in time, maybe what was left in front of us at this moment would be a corpse.
"What's in the wind?" Bai Wanyang suddenly raised his head and looked towards the end of the cave.
I listened attentively, and there was a sonorous and sonorous tom, and it was the sound of ancient war drums outside. According to the rules of the book of war, the army marched with the drums, and the army retreated with gold. Now, what we hear is the sound of drums, which is the signal for the attack.
"Is it my auditory hallucination?" Bai Wanyang turned her head and looked at me in confusion.
I shook my head: "No, keep listening." β
Human eyesight and hearing are not the best in nature, and their ability to distinguish is extremely limited, even inferior to cats and dogs in life. Therefore, visual and auditory hallucinations occur from time to time, especially when the mind is at a high level of stress or on the verge of collapse.
After listening to it for a few more minutes, there was not only the sound of war drums in the wind, but also the shouts of fighting.
"I'll go out and observeβ" Bai Wanyang stood up.
I immediately held her down and stopped her seriously: "This day, you can't go out, even if there is gold in the sky, it will only be regarded as a dream." β
"But the sound of the war drums is so strange, it's as if two teams are fighting outside." She said.
"We're not ordinary people who have nothing to do, and we're not here to see the bustling city of the city. Safety first β always remember, safety first. I told her in a deep voice.
The wind and sand on the Gobi Desert are extremely windy, and when strong winds blow through some mountain crevices, all kinds of strange sounds will be produced. In this case, each of us is not in a calm mood, so we will associate complex stories from different winds. Medically, this is the main cause of auditory hallucinations.
The only thing we have to do now is to wait patiently and wait for the crisis at the base to subside before we can get out of the cave and start the next step again. After a fierce battle, calm is more meaningful than restless, and I don't want any more accidents to happen to these people who just escaped death. There is only one life, and if you can't cherish it, you will die without a place to bury.
Seeing that the situation of the general was very bad, not only did he suffer heavy physical injuries, but also his fighting spirit was greatly reduced. If this continues, the Yellow Flower Society will be gone, and it will be picked up by Japanese ninjas, making the balance of forces of all parties out of balance.
My previous experience on Hong Kong Island has taught me that balance is the most delicate in any environment. The most important thing is that the forces of good and evil can reach the level of mutual checks and balances, and form a dynamic balance.
"Mr. Longβ" Bai Wanyang spoke again, but was immediately interrupted by the general.
"Don't speak, listen patiently and listen to what nature has to tell us." The general said coldly.
Bai Wanyang stopped speaking and fell into a long silence.
The wind is getting louder and louder, sometimes like a chaotic horse galloping, sometimes like a group of demons dancing wildly, like our mood at the moment.
The base is behind him, the surface is calm, it seems that the war has come to an end, but the killing and changes implied in it are treacherous, and I don't know when it will ferment into a new round of fierce battles.