"I've already contacted the artificial rain, and it can be done in half an hour at the earliest and an hour at the slower." The spearwoman said.

I can't give everyone an affirmative answer, but when I got out of the car and arranged for the Lancer to do the artificial rain, I had already decided to take all the blame. As soon as the mirage appeared, the contradictions between the Russians and the villagers of the village of Compass were not so important.

In the face of nature's ingenuity, human disputes are meaningless. I'm sure the people sitting in the car also understand this.

I didn't even bother to ask the Russian in the driver's seat what his name was. That's actually not important, because he's just a subordinate, a pawn of others. Under the command of the Great Emperor of the North, there should be countless such people. So, there is no need to write down long and complicated Russian names at all, but to focus on the mountains.

I looked out over the mountains, and the night wind had increased, and the trees on the mountains swayed regularly, like the long hair of a banshee.

I can't help but think of watching a wild movie on Hong Kong Island more than a decade ago, when I sat in my car and stared at a screen hanging in the air in the distance, waiting for the movie to start.

Watching a movie in the wild feels completely different from being in a theater, everything is full of unknowns, people, the screen and nature merge. In that case, all the images on the screen appear to be real, pushed by nature without a trace, rather than projected from the projector.

After coming to Dunhuang, I have watched Crescent Spring and Mingsha Mountain countless times, without exception, every time I think of wild movies.

A mirage is also a kind of film, except that those scenes are produced by nature, not artificially filmed.

"Mr. Long, maybe you can give me further tips?" The spearwoman asked.

I shook my head apologetically, "I'm sorry, but I only know one thing about what's going to happen on the mountain, and I don't know the other. The Russians told me that a mirage was about to happen on the hill, which was an important clue. ”

The Lancer was not surprised, but nodded silently.

I suspect that she is not ignorant of this kind of information. Today's world is not an isolated single line, but a multi-dimensional staggered, chaotic and complex three-dimensional structure. Therefore, when the Russians get the news, the Yellow Flower Society also has another channel to get similar news.

"If a mirage happens. What will we do? The Lance asked.

I didn't even think about this, under normal circumstances, human beings are wary of mirages, and will only watch from afar, not play closely. So this time, I watched from afar, couldn't be inspired, and had to go deep into the mirage to find another clue. If the mirage were just an illusory image, there would be no danger in entering it. Because those rays of light are not lethal to humans. Conversely, if the mirage is different from the ordinary phantom of the sea, it is likely that the person who walks in will never be able to come out again.

When I thought about this, I had already made a decision that I would definitely take the lead and get ahead of everyone else and sacrifice my life to explore.

As Lei Dongtian taught me, a real master of the rivers and lakes should take the interests of the public into account when doing anything, rather than simply considering himself, which is the bottom line of the people of the rivers and lakes. If there is no bottom line in doing things, one day you will become a lone husband and a thief, abandoned by the world, and scolded by future generations.

Cao Cao, the hero of the Three Kingdoms, is a typical example of this kind of person, and I can also see from Lei Dongtian that if he develops regardless of the bottom line, Perak Hall may be able to become the first gang on Hong Kong Island, but it will not gain such a high reputation, and will only be destroyed by other gangs in the end, and disappear in the history of Hong Kong Island like a meteor.

Lei Dongtian's words and deeds have greatly benefited me, and I have developed my current composure. I regard him as a senior and a role model, and because of this, whenever I encounter anything, I will ask myself - "What would Lei Dongtian do if he faced such a situation?" ”

"Wait a minute, I'll arrange for agile people to rush up first, at least a little earlier than the Russians to reach the mirage." The spearwoman said.

I shook my head again: "You don't need to arrange it, I'll be the first to go up." ”

The spearmaid also shook her head: "Mr. Long, I have already arranged that as long as there is a change on the mountain, at least ten people will arrive within ten seconds, and those ten people are all elites of the Yellow Flower Society." ”

She was so well arranged that I can't argue with it.

"Don't worry, these people are the dead soldiers of the Yellow Flower Society. At the sound of an order, they will not hesitate to charge. Born to death, they were told that they would live for Huanghua. Dedicating oneself to the Yellow Flower Society is their highest mission. The Lancer said.

I frowned slightly, because we have already discussed such issues, and we all have different worldviews, outlooks on life, and values, so we can't reach the same opinion.

"How much longer?" I asked.

The Lancer looked down at her watch, fifteen minutes had passed since she had called.

That is, in fifteen minutes, artificial rain will begin.

"I think—" The Lancer spoke again.

We looked at each other, and suddenly, I saw a strange light in her eyes.

The spearwoman's eyes were very bright, and the reflection was very clear: "Mr. Long, look at the back-"

I turned my head, and there was already an unbelievable picture on the hillside.

Let's use the simplest analogy, it's like someone pulling up a huge screen from the mountainside to the top of the mountain, blocking the mountain and the forest. Some unimaginable images appeared on that screen, and although no sound could be heard, the meaning of the picture was obvious—it was a war. Both sides of the war wore heavy armor and used cold weapons from hundreds of years ago.

There were also cavalry on the battlefield, but the men and horses on both sides were so intertwined that even if they were on a war horse, they could not gallop across the country, but instead became a burden.

Rough estimates put the number of people involved in the war at least three hundred. The fighting was fierce, and people were constantly seriously injured and fell to the ground. The picture was black and white, with blood flying in the air, not red, but a gray liquid, which looked even more terrifying.

The spearwoman reacted quickly, and it only took three seconds for her to give the order.

Someone waved the red flag on the left side of the harvest, and on the right side of the mountain, that is, directly west of the mirage, more than a dozen figures immediately flashed and rushed towards the phantom of the mirage.

The car, which had been silent for a long time, also moved, and the four doors opened together, and six people jumped out.

According to their original plan, they should have driven the off-road vehicle along the hillside path all the way up and into the mirage.

"At this time, if there is a motocross bike, it will be the best." The Lancer muttered to herself.

After getting out of the car, someone opened the back door of the dirt bike and soon towed out three motocross bikes. Six people stepped on, and the car roared and rushed towards the forest. It turned out that they had made more elaborate preparations, and the so-called driving up the mountain in an off-road vehicle was just to tell me*.

"Zuo Fengshou, ask your people to go up the mountain together, you can't let go of the enemy, and you can't leak the news." The spearmaid commanded loudly.

Zuo Fengshou said yes and blew a sharp whistle, and the villagers of Luopan Village, who were hiding in the dark, immediately jumped up and chased after the Russians' motorcycles.

I didn't do anything, because the screen was so huge that if I really wanted to go into it, I wouldn't be able to understand what was going on inside. I even thought about retreating a few dozen meters to observe the image of the mirage from a farther distance. Of course, ordinary people may think of using a tiny video camera or a mobile phone to record the footage, but that would only mislead others. Because a mirage is an optical phenomenon in its first place, and the camera of a camera or mobile phone is also an optical sensing structure. If two machines work at the same time, the image we get will be greatly distorted, and the final data will only be overwhelmed.

The most correct way to do this is to concentrate your energy, memorize the images you see, analyze them on the spot, and make judgments on the spot.

"Mr. Long, I'm going over too." The spearwoman said.

I waved her hand to signal that she was free to move. At such a time, if the minds of two people are out of sync, reluctantly tied together to act, there is no point.

The spearmaid ran a few steps forward, and suddenly turned around: "Mr. Long, if you find out, don't use it alone, you must tell me, okay?" ”

I nodded, frustrated by her worries. I believe that this was not her intention, but it was arranged by the Snow Bodhisattva or the big people of the Yellow Flower Society at a higher level.

The Lancer disappeared into the night, leaving me alone, facing the screen that covered the sky.

The battle is still in full swing, and on the screen, the dark-clothed side gradually gains the upper hand, slashing the light-clothed side to pieces, and finally only one general in light-colored armor remains. He held a spear in his right hand and a short sword in his left hand. Looking carefully, it turned out that he was not alone, he still had one on his back, and his movement was extremely inconvenient, so his martial arts were naturally greatly reduced, and he was finally surrounded by the enemy.

I gradually saw that the general was carrying a woman. The long hair, which had been wrapped in a helmet, had fallen loose and was draped over the general's chest. From start to finish. The woman didn't even look up, and seemed to have fainted. Seeing this, the general in light armor will surely die.

This kind of image is not strictly a mirage, and in the materials I have seen, there are many places around the world where the terrain is complex and the magnetic field is strong, and in certain circumstances, the past is preserved, like the tape of an old tape recorder.

The Russians' motorcycles castrated extremely fast and had already reached the center of the screen in a few minutes. They walked through the mountains and forests, flickering and flickering, like moths under the street lamp.

I was suddenly frightened because I thought of the word moth to fire. Everyone rushed to the mirage, wasn't it the countless moths that rushed to the candle flame?

In the end, there will only be corpses all over the field.

Moths to fire are the nature of insects, they are born and cannot be changed. And the reason for the crazy impact of human beings comes from the greedy pursuit of wealth, fame, and profit. In other words, they are under the coercion and temptation of power, so that their personal life and death are put out of the way.

This is a very sad thing, whether it is the Huanghuahui or the Russians, whether it is Zuo Fengshou or the Yangtze River girl, they are not themselves at the moment, but the pawns of the river under the command of the big man, they can only move forward, not backward.

In the scene, I was the only one who was a free man and could make a variety of choices. Radical, negative, positive, courageous, no matter what you do, no one will interfere. However, what I want to do most now is to find out the truth, let the Dunhuang heavens be revealed to the world, and completely eliminate the disasters brought by the Jinshan Yinhai Jade Palace.