The wheels of time are spinning in the sky, invisible and intangible.

He always thought of the sun as a spark from the gears of time, a glowing fragment.

It rotates according to the inertia of the gear when it rotates.

It is like a grain of wheat on a grinding disc, rotating according to a certain law.

Time is the huge grinding wheel, turning all the time, crushing everything.

The black hole is the funnel on the millstone, and it devours everything.

And the sun is close to the funnel, heats up under the fierce collision, and blooms with light.

All living beings yearn for the light, like a religious belief, guiding the direction.

He believes that the planet where human beings live is spinning and beating on the same millstone, gradually approaching the funnel, deriving centripetal force, or gravitational force.

Invisible gravity, leading to the light, into the journey of death.

This is true of the planet, and so are the people.

He didn't know if this understanding was right, anyway, the scientists didn't figure it out, and it was right in his heart.

Soak up the sun, I don't know which time gear is the temperature emitted by the fragments, and the body and mind are comfortable.

A refreshing temperature that I haven't experienced in my previous life.

If you compare people to clocks, in their previous life they were abandoned by a waste clock, with a waste word in both the rhythm of the rotation and the appearance, black and rotten tattered things.

Leave it in the sun, and it still can't change the color, and you can't experience everything and everything that looks gorgeous and pulsates a precise clock.

When his body and mind warmed up, he missed the clock theory in those dark days and discussed himself.

Now, he was intoxicated by the magical feeling of decay.

The farmer's clock is spring ploughing and autumn harvest.

The worker's clock is the output value.

Many, many different clocks.

What kind of clock is it to serve the people?

He stood on the top of the water tower bridge, smiling and looking at the morning sun, with a puzzled but pleasant question.

"Major General Huang Liang told us to leave quickly, if we don't leave, we will fend for ourselves......"

"Leave and extinguish faster, those ruffians dressed as law enforcement teams are guarding outside, who dares to go out?"

"Damn it, just for a ticket to return to the Huayi Empire, I fell into this step......"

"Don't talk about it, sooner or later, the Utopian Empire will bloody Xiangdao, fight it, and rush out ......"

"Rush, boom, boom"

The wealthy businessmen who led the charge were killed by the thunderbolts.

"Dongsheng, is the banner ready? Hurry up and let them hold aloft and shout slogans to greet their masters. ”

Wang Liang looked at the ruins of the noisy military camp and asked on the walkie-talkie.

Below is a large number of exquisite clocks, once and now so gorgeous that people are envied and greedy.

Now I am depressed, frightened, and crying, and I dare not vent it out loud.

Beauty is beautiful, why be selfish, selfish, and try to trample on others to get a chance to live, that is self-inflicted, he thought disdainfully.

Selfishness is not terrible, what is terrible is selfishness to the point of harming others, Sister Fen said that this kind of person is the scum of society, and he will be brought to justice.

At this point, he felt that this sentence made a lot of sense.

"Brother Liang, it's coming soon, are you really not leaving?"

Liu Dongsheng asked worriedly.

"Jingle Bell"

Wang Liang was about to speak when he came to the phone, pressed the answer button and put it next to his ear.

"You're just a bandit, making such a big noise, I think you'll end up?"

Su Lanmei's whirring voice came from the speaker.

"Su Xiaoniu, do you feel sorry for your fiancé?"

Wang Liang asked unhappily.

Is there any heavenly reason? Every phone call is fierce, either admonishment or reproach.

Why is it so hard to be a good person? He just couldn't figure it out.

"Can't you think of another way to solve it? It is said that tens of thousands of people died, are they all bad people? ”

"I'm so angry with me, do you know that Huang Liang wants to kill everyone?"

"I don't care, anyway, you didn't do your best, and the previous ten points smoothed you out......"

"Do you know what happens when there is a riot? The entire Xiangdao will be in ruins, and there will be no survivors in a hundred, returning to the primitive society, and the dead are all self-inflicted and cannot live, don't you know which is more important? ”

Wang Liang said loudly.

"Miss Ben knows that those people are being used, they don't deserve to die, you can think for yourself!"

Su Lanmei hung up the phone after speaking.

In fact, she wanted to say that she was trying to negotiate with the Uto Navy to lift the sea blockade.

In order for the passenger ship to arrive at Xiangdao, all the returnees will be transferred, and Xiangdao will be completely surrendered to the Utopian Empire.

It's just that the time is too late, and many efforts are ineffective, and she is also very annoyed.

"Doodoo"

Was Su Xiaoniu released the pigeon again? He shook his head slightly and collected his phone.

The means of war do not go hand in hand with commercial maneuvers, that's what he thinks.

"Brother Liang, the enemy on the east side is stranded in the mountains and forests one kilometer south of the enemy camp, and it seems that they are preparing to rest, what should we do?"

Huang Rui's voice came out of the walkie-talkie.

"The enemy drove the townsfolk and hurried through the night, fatigue is certain, but the enemy is stuck waiting for the main forces on the western flank, and this is an opportunity."

Wang Liang analyzed.

The soldiers were very fast, and the enemy suddenly did not leave, and he could not figure out the plan of the premeditated counterattack, he guessed in his heart.

"Brother Liang, the enemy is eating, drinking, and resting, right?"

"Wait and see, the brothers are also tired, rest and wait!"

"But what if the enemy drives the villagers away from the frenzy and greets them with bullets?"

Huang Rui asked worriedly.

"You mean the enemy is dead? You wait, brother, think again. ”

Wang Liang said in surprise.

The war of public opinion is being fought vigorously, and now the whole world is paying attention to the situation on Xiangdao.

But limited to counterbalancing the Uto navy to wage war, the navy could not afford to massacre civilians.

But for Stan and Huang Liang, it's different.

Public opinion made Stan bear the death penalty, and made Huang Liang, a lost dog, angry and ashamed.

"Dongsheng, you immediately organize the villagers, bring loudspeakers, cameras, mobile phones and other equipment that can create public opinion, and persuade the villagers who are blocking the enemy's drive to the barracks, and you must not let the enemy drive the villagers to the barracks."

Wang Liang held the walkie-talkie and said hurriedly.

If the villagers and the wealthy businessmen get together, it will still turn into a riot and become an international dispute over the word.

The problem is that when the folks die, they die in vain.

Only by returning the charges to Huang Liang, combined with the protection of public opinion equipment, he believed that the enemy would not dare to massacre civilians halfway.

"Will this work? I'm afraid that the villagers are afraid of the barrel of the gun, and by that time ......"

Liu Dongsheng asked worriedly.

In his heart, he never believed that Brother Liang could settle this matter.

At the end of the day, there were too many people on the planet, and the ruffians became the trigger for the massacre of civilians.

Xiangdao is a piece of fat, far away from the land, without war, and is a happy land for the upper class to ensure their lives and property.

The Utopian Empire could never allow foreigners to occupy Xiangdao, this was a dead end, and he believed that there was no solution.

"Don't hesitate, tell the villagers, bring enough food and fresh water, explain the facts and the death crisis to the villagers halfway, and lie on the ground if you don't want to die!"

Wang Liang said seriously and seriously.

"Brother Liang, I'll try my best!"

"Okay, you remember, once the enemy implements armed suppression, it will be transmitted by the tape recorder to the radio station, and the mobile phone will broadcast it live, in order to leave a way for the villagers to live, we will fight to the end!"

Wang Liang said firmly.

Prevention is being done on one side, and unrest is being created on the other.

"Jingle bells, jingle bells"

Stan looks up at the water tower, ignoring the ringing of his phone.

About three kilometers from the water tower, with the help of the reflection of the morning sun in the east, a faint wheel hub was faintly visible, and he just sat on the ground and watched.

"Why don't you dare answer Hasson's call, he's called seven times in a row, you're already on his death list, what are you hesitating about?"

Huang Liang stroked the killing pattern between his eyebrows and said loudly.

After a few days and nights, I finally slept for a while, dreaming of the scene of the riots, and tearing Wang Liang's joy of regaining the orb.

At this time, the phone rang and nightmares followed.

It's like you're eating in a high-end restaurant, and you're eating a delicious meal with your mouth open, and a fly with a lot of hair burrows into your mouth.

No appetite for anything.

Disgusting to the point of wanting to die.

How did the riot fail? He hated it to the marrow.

A bunch of idiots can't be built.

The stupid pig in front of him is still hesitating, there is only one way to go, what are you hesitating about?

By killing and killing, and using firepower to drive civilians away and facilitate the implementation of the riot, he believes that the defeat will be saved.

The family did not call to blame, aiming to give him a chance to rise, and his heart was like a mirror.

Rise in adversity and become the pillar of the family.

The choice at the crossroads, he left everything behind and moved forward bravely.

"Huang Dashao, are you standing and talking without back pain, creating a riot behind my back, with bad intentions, the plan failed, and you are still forcing me now?"

Stan exclaimed.

Looking sideways at the mud all over his body, the funny aristocratic man showed a look of teeth and claws, and he couldn't wait to slap this treacherous villain to death.

In his imagination, he used Huang Dashao's connections to collect evidence of the collusion between civilians and the ruffian army, and then gathered the civilians who drove him to conquer the ruffian army together.

At that time, it was logical to pursue the ruffians and even massacre civilians.

But Huang Dashao in front of him caused a riot in advance and failed, he already smelled the breath of death.

Understood, this was a trick to force the thief ship, and he was resentful.

There may be a glimmer of life if he escapes now, if he follows Huang Dashao crazy, he feels that he will be played to death by Huang Dashao.

"Don't you just want a promise? Major General Ben solemnly reaffirmed that after the matter is completed, you are the right-hand man of Major General Ben, you have the blessings and hardships together, you have saved the life of Major General Ben, and you have come through the same life and death together, what are you still hesitating about? ”

The killing pattern between Huang Liang's eyebrows was deep, and he said impassionedly.

Only a fool believes that Major General Ben will kill your dog sooner or later, and he is not angry in his heart.

"Really? Don't worry, okay, what do you say now? ”

Stan asked, seeing that he was anxious.

"That's right, there's nothing to be afraid of following Major General Ben, listen, immediately report to Hasson, just say that the rich businessmen are greedy for life and afraid of death, and they were blamed by the ruffians for rebellion, but in fact it is an excuse for the poor people to loot money and food to get out."

"Lieutenant General Hasen won't believe ......"

He will definitely believe it, and who doesn't believe that the rich are afraid of death? In addition, Hasen forbade grain from entering the market, and he also had the responsibility to report it quickly after the rich ate and drank, and the poor faced the danger of starvation. ”

"You see if you should be added as well, just say that you are trapped in the rich businessman......"

"Well, that makes sense, just say it, be sure to ask him to send troops to quell the chaos."

Huang Liang nodded and said.

Wave after wave of unsettled, new turmoil appeared on the other side.