After V's demolition teaser, as in V's vendetta, the entire team involved in the Empire came to the conclusion that... The most likely way for him to do this is to strike from the air. So now the whole of Nanjing is actually loose on the outside and tight on the inside, although dozens of wagons of Mao-Ze-Dong masks and black cloaks have been sent into thousands of households in Nanjing, the entire city of Nanjing has been surging in the undercurrent, and even people have begun to wear masks and cloats on the streets, but this is not the world after all.

The bloody large-scale crackdown soon began, and more than an hour after Xue Qiong and the three of them left the city of Nanjing, tanks drove into the streets, and anti-aircraft guns were aimed at the sky... There are even some people who seem to be superhumans, that is, the reformers of this world, who begin to kill all masked people in the streets with precision and speed.

On the other side, in the Heavenly Palace, where even V can't pay attention, like the secret police-inspector leader Creti who was rebelled in the plot of the V-word vendetta, Dai Zhe, the director of the Imperial Military Statistics Bureau, who also made a deal with V in this world, just pointed a pistol at the back of the dragon robe, and the back of the emperor's head opened by himself, and a laser shot out from it, instantly shooting through the eye socket of this Director Dai. Moreover, the bullet shot by Director Dai before he died was actually blocked by a layer of energy when he approached the emperor's body, and fell helplessly on the gorgeous carpet...

I don't know if Jiang Yefeng made himself a modified person, or made a stand-in, in short, this V here can't finally kill the dictator he hates like he should have in the world he originally belonged to.

At this time, Xue Qiong and the three had already arrived at the largest farm in the southern suburbs of Nanjing, and after easily bypassing the guards, the three approached the dormitory of the farm staff.

They crouched silently in the golden rice paddies, watching the sky slowly darken, and a few hundred meters away was a rudimentary runway, and in the hangar at the end of the runway was the old bomber used by the farm to spray pesticides and hormones.

Since the Empire's attention is still mainly in the urban area, it is not yet locked down. But Xue Qiong believes that if a plane here takes off without permission, it flies directly towards the city of Nanjing... Then it is absolutely impossible for it to fly into the city of Nanjing intact, but directly after a few minutes of takeoff, it will bloom into a spark.

The three of them waited in the rice paddies until eleven o'clock in the evening. Before that, except for dinner, Xue Qiong walked alone through the rice fields in the evening, and came back after leaving for a while, they squatted like a stake.

"Move your hands and feet..."In the moonlight, Xue Qiong took a deep breath, stood up and stretched a complicated lazy waist, and kicked her legs on the spot a few times. The night breeze blew his trench coat, which he had been wearing for an unknown amount of time, making him look like the night itself... And behind him, the bald head put the wailing barrier on his left arm, and Xiao Yun also put down the blood bag that had just been drunk.

After getting ready, the three of them rushed directly to the farm dormitory in the night. After quietly eliminating the security guards who were keeping vigil, they entered the dormitory building, opened the locked doors one by one with their beam sabers, and killed the farm workers one by one in their deep sleep, powerless.

The clean-up took about half an hour, and after killing the last poor innocent, Xue Qiong took out a rudimentary, unpainted remote control from his arms, and pressed the button on it that had to be painted bright red out of some important feeling, and an explosion occurred in the distant farmland.

The explosion itself was not very powerful, but as the fire rose up, the rice, which was almost ripe and had little moisture, inevitably burned, and the cool breeze of the autumn night also fueled the fire, making the fire more and more wide...

Next, Xue Qiong directed and acted in a scene to allow them to use the plane legally and reasonably without notice.

In the process of cleaning up, they also used the Charm Scroll to control a person of apparent higher status, and through him, they obtained the password to the terminal computer here.

After making a report to the top and explaining the situation in the farmland, especially after the fire was so big that it was necessary to use planes to extinguish the fire, the three of them went to the hangar and began to refuel the planes...

By the time the plane took off, it was past midnight. As Xue Qiong expected, after only reprimanding the person in charge for his dereliction of duty, he allowed the flight, and kindly reminded him not to fly in the direction of Nanjing...

But the person who approved the permit obviously didn't know that he was going to carry a terrible black pot next, and he didn't know that although Nanjing was still blocked, it was only internal and not external.

Because....Nanjing Presidential Palace was really bombed! The emperor was furious and issued three orders in a row, the content of which was the same: strengthen the blockade of Nanjing, never allow anyone to leave, and be sure to find the rebel who wore the mask of the communist leader a hundred years ago, and then cut it with a thousand knives!!

Rewind to midnight.

After half a day of suppression, most of the citizens who appeared on the streets of Nanjing wearing masks and cloaks had already been killed on the spot by the elite troops of the empire stationed in Nanjing. And after the initial enthusiasm, people finally began to feel fear... They began to raise their hands and honestly hand over all the things that had been delivered to their homes to the soldiers who were patrolling the streets.

At least according to the person in charge who has now been killed by the emperor, the recovered masks and cloaks, plus the citizens who were killed, have reached more than ninety percent of all the packages sent into the city.

After the responsible thought that the suppression had been completed, he withdrew most of the troops that had entered the city, leaving only one regiment to surround the presidential palace.

Although it is only a regiment, its deterrent power is also terrifying. The most advanced tanks in the Empire, heavy machine guns, layer upon layer of bunkers, and even a company of reformers in this regiment... The person in charge thought that everything was safe, so he went back to his mansion and played with his fifth concubine, the blonde Persian cat who was of inferior blood, but who was obviously very good at pleasing him.

Again, after all, unlike in that movie, the size of the country's territory, the length of its rule, and the amount of the dictator's instrument determine how much attention Axe attaches to this kind of thing.

But, apparently unlike what the guys thought, things had been settled, and there was a big deviation between the development of events and their predictions.

When the clock strikes midnight, this mechanized regiment with far more advanced technology than the real world is facing a head-on attack, and the enemy they face is... Alone.

First the people of the Air Defense Forces noticed that several small UAVs were rising from the roofs of several high-rise buildings in the vicinity and quickly approaching them, driven by jet propulsion. For this kind of thing that may still be a headache in the 21st century in the real world, these soldiers only sneered slightly, and then manipulated the laser anti-aircraft cannon next to them, so that it automatically locked onto the target, and after a few seconds, these drones exploded in mid-air.

But the person who looked at the sky, not long after he finished sneering, realized that things were not so simple... Several drones did not simply explode, and at the same time as they exploded, they also sprinkled a large amount of white powder from the air, and the composition of this powder was very simple, quicklime.

And under the impetus of the explosion, the speed of the fall of these fluttering powders was significantly faster. In the face of this indiscriminate and untechnical practice, the soldiers just put on gas masks, and they will not be harmed, and even they mocked the V in their hearts, saying that they want to change the world or something, but in fact, they just brought a large group of fools to die, and by the way, they played a trick that street hooligans would only use in front of them...

As soon as the men of one of the regiments put on their gas masks and realigned their gaze, trying to continue aiming at the area they had previously been responsible for in the white expanse, a figure that was not so clear appeared in the smoke.

The man was wearing a Mao-Ze-Dong mask and a tight black suit, and the cloak behind his back rose as he ran... He rushed into the crowd like a ghost, and what he did was very simple, only a few dozen seconds before and after.

He first drew a few short knives from his waist and threw them at the few soldiers who were aiming at him in a blur, piercing their necks, then jumped onto a tank, easily cut through the cockpit door of the tank with his weapon of unknown material, jumped in, and then a few seconds later, the turret of the tank began to turn, and finally aimed at the presidential palace...

The man had already jumped out before the tank could fire, leaving only the turret that was still spinning automatically. At this time, the surrounding soldiers also reacted, and all kinds of attacks poured down on him, including ordinary submachine gun bullets, as well as laser weapons from the transhuman soldiers.

However, when these attacks reach V's figure, they pass through directly... Dozens of crooked bullets seemed to hit the entity, but at the same time, a thick layer of energy appeared there, blocking all attacks.

Holographic projection! Although the holographic projection technology in this world has not yet reached the level where it can completely hide a person and create a real illusion, the smoke and dust scattered here now increase the clarity of the projection and blur the vision of the soldiers, making this not very mature technology successfully confuse everyone's eyes.

At the same time, because everyone's firepower was attracted by the phantom, the tank that had just been invaded had already aimed its guns at the presidential palace, and with a bang, the high-explosive shells blew up the Nanjing presidential palace into ruins...