Chapter 59: Whose Victory (5)
Back on the road, Bill looked in the direction of Brittus, the sky was red, the rising sun was about to break through the sky, and the down payment was still full of fog.
Shadows shrouded the fog, and the city seemed to hang above the bottomless abyss.
"It seems more dangerous over there......
Sha Wei and the others stayed in the needle forest, collecting the fragments of the corpse together, and the driver was still repairing the steam car, and black smoke kept rising from the chimney.
Sitting back in the car at will, Bill seriously recalled the various feelings he felt when he turned into a shadow, and opened his palm to look closely, but there was no problem with the naked eye.
He still had no clue what the shadow was, and why it was controlled by himself, and if he had to explain, would it ......
"Am I actually a shadow?"
"Tsk, how is that possible, I'm a human being in the truest sense of the word. 」
"Just getting new abilities, Bill, you weren't crossing on the first day either, don't make a fuss. 」
Shaking his head hard and shaking off the inexplicable thoughts, Bill leaned back in the soft leather seat and slowly fell asleep.
In his dream, he saw the shadow-covered smuggling ship slowly sailing on the endless black sea, where it all began, and he was leisurely piloting the smuggling ship through the clouds.
And he didn't know that in the city of Brittus, a revolution was going on on his ground......
Gunfire continued in the streets away from the parliament halls, and the Prime Minister's secretary found the police chief in the chaos, who was directing his men to disperse the demonstrators in an attempt to retake the main street.
The police hurried to the chief, and the streets that were thriving yesterday were piled with sandbags, and it turned out that the civil war had already broken out in a place where the prime minister and officials could not see.
"Director, Prime Minister Hadro has sent someone to deliver the message!"
"Bring it directly!"
"Yes!"
The secretary was covered by the police and came to the chief, and the fire on both sides of the street was blazing, and the two sides were still in the tentative stage, but the firepower of the troublemakers gradually increased, and the armed police were almost unable to withstand it.
"What instructions does the Prime Minister have now?"
"Does he have a solution to the situation now?"
The director rubbed a smear of ash on his face and asked anxiously, they were temporarily hiding behind the battle line, and occasionally medical personnel carried the wounded quickly past.
"Please read the letter first, I don't know what the Prime Minister is going to do. ”
He took out the letter handwritten by Prime Minister Hadro from his arms, and the secretary handed it directly to the director, who immediately tore open the envelope and scanned the contents.
As time passed, the director's face became worse and worse, and finally he frowned and wrinkled the letter.
"Prime Minister Hadro asked me to release Williams Cliff immediately?"
"That's the case, please do the director hurry up and end this farce as soon as possible. ”
"Stop making trouble!"
"I'd love to release Williams, too, but you're getting one thing wrong. ”
"What?"
The secretary didn't know why, but he saw the police chief angrily tear up the letter paper, and the bruises on his neck instantly erupted, and the shredded paper was floating in the air.
"You've been tricked!"
"Shawei hasn't come back yet, and we haven't imprisoned Williams, let alone tortured him to extract a confession!"
"They did it on purpose!"
The secretary froze in place, and after a while, he reacted, his eyes full of shock and panic.
"So, then what should we do, we can't hand over Williams, that is, ......"
"Don't you understand, now we have nothing but to fight!"
The dark night was full of war, and the police chief held his stomach up, his pores sweating finely, but his face was full of determination.
"Also, the Prime Minister said in his letter that if there is an accident in the matter of releasing people, please hurry up and contact the nobles outside the city to unite the private army and the army. ”
"He has already sent his retinue to the church, hoping that the church will send troops to rescue, hurry up and contact the nobles who are not trapped, see how many people can be gathered, and send them all here. ”
"The civil war has broken out in full swing, and we must fight it!"
The director said loudly that the current situation could only be regarded as a normal volume against the background of the guns, and he was equally nervous about this kind of scene, but he was a military attache after all, unlike officials who could only talk about business at dinners.
The situation is very clear, and while the aristocratic councillors are still sitting on the couch waiting, thinking that there is another turn for the better, the battle-hardened are already fighting and facing the brutal truth.
The present situation is one in which the streets, centred on the parliament halls and government buildings, are completely occupied by the revolutionaries, and most of the officials are controlled by the reactionaries.
The police chief could only lead people to rush through one place while continuing to signal Stafford for help.
"I have to go back to command, please take care of yourself!"
There was no time to continue receiving the secretary, and the director and the police officer behind him left in a hurry.
The police depot is limited in equipment, and they must quickly retake the street, enter the secret weapons warehouse, and get more large mechanical weapons before they have a chance to win!
The secretary was left hanging out in place, and the police were walking through his eyes, and he realized that he had been treated coldly and that the prime minister's secretary had lost any preferential treatment.
In times of chaos, only those who hold the power of the military have the right to speak.
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Residents closed their doors and the fighting continued to spread in all directions, with only the Cathedral of Marseille in front of the central block forming a clear line with the chaotic streets.
Everyone deliberately avoided the Cathedral of Marseille and did not dare to disturb the prayers of the faithful, because the Holy See of Oude is the only orthodox religion in the world.
The Holy See has been around for more than a thousand years, and its origins are too old to be verified, but no one doubts its status and authenticity.
The history books of various countries are full of praises and praises for the Holy See, and the Witch Hunter Society, which expels evil and hunts witches and monsters, was founded by the Holy See.
Even now that the Witch Hunter Society is out of the control of the Church and operates independently, there are many unclear connections between them.
At the same time, the Holy See also has the important mission of maintaining world stability and controlling the spread of mysterious forces, and the Holy See is sacrosanct, which is also the most important thing for missionaries to propagate doctrine to the people.
On a damp and chaotic night, gunfire could be heard in the distance, and the light rain was still drizzling, and the attendants were wearing black raincoats and banging on the church door.
Bang bang bang!
Bang bang bang!
......
Squeak......
The five-meter-high arched gate slowly opened, the blue-gold light reflected on the faces of the attendants, and the towering statue of the god could not be seen in the endless light, towering in the center of the rotunda.
The second article of the doctrine of the Holy See of Ode is that the true God is indefinite.
God is formless and incorporeal Almighty, and if man knows the image of God, he will only remember the image of God and ignore God, because man tries to make any object concrete.
At the same time, man is filthy and sinful, God is holy and righteous, and if the filthy and wicked see the holy and righteous one, the whole soul and body will be dissipated.
The faithful were holding hands around the idol, singing praises to the gods without interruption, and the attendants, seeing the vision, immediately put their hands on their chests and sang praises with the believers.
When the hymn was finally over, the attendants dared to enter the church door, rubbing the soles of their shoes outside the door, taking out the Prime Minister's handwritten letter and handing it to the Bishop who presided over the prayer.
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