Chapter 57: The Plan (Part 1)

Suddenly, Yang Bing only felt that his eyes were dark, and after a while he came back to his senses, his connection with the spearman was cut off, thinking that he had been discovered, but he could kill with one blow without any reaction from the first-order spearman, and that person had at least the strength of the second-order or above.

If this is the case, capable people are still hiding in the slums, there are too many doubts, according to the current progress, it is impossible for people in this world to grow up so fast, then it can only be from the same place as Xiao Han. Then these people are the so-called newcomers.

Yang Bing had a slight aftertaste in his mind, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously hung up a trace of arc.

"I think I've found the new person you need. But the guy next to them is not easy to deal with. I'm less than 60% sure of holding him off for more than a minute! ”

Xiao Han stared, Yang Bing, seeing that he didn't look like a joke at all, although he couldn't figure out how he found the other party. But he still responded to his own opinion: "Actually, we can use other forces. ”

"Army! That's a good idea. But we have to create an opportunity. Yang Bing slapped his face.

"Bang Bang Bang"

"Brother Bing, it's not good, Brother Deng was taken away at the headquarters." Liu Kun smashed the door of Yang Bing's room with a bang.

Xiao Han and Yang Bing glanced at each other, they really said that there was an opportunity, and God sent an opportunity.

The two stood up and walked out.

"Okay, you two stay here, and when Duan Jun comes back, let them stay here and don't run around. We'll go back as soon as we go. Yang Bing patted Liu Kun with an anxious face.

After saying that, he ignored them and walked downstairs on his own.

"Who? Stop, this is a military restricted area, and idlers are not allowed to approach. ”

"Kaz"

The soldiers guarding the door saw Yang Bing and Xiao Han continuing to approach, and immediately raised the submachine gun in their hands.

"Don't get excited, we don't mean anything else, just ask you to report it, and say that we have found some people with special abilities hiding in the refugee settlement." Yang Bing looked at the two soldiers indifferently and said.

The two looked at each other, and one of them turned and ran inside.

The extravagant arrangement can only show its magnificence. This is the only five-star hotel in the Southbank area, the Royal Hotel. Since the reoccupation of the South Bank by the ZF Army, it has become the office of the government and the military.

At this moment, in the conference room of the hotel, Zhang Xin and another middle-aged man surnamed Zhou are sitting at the head of the conference table, and the two sides of the long red sandalwood table are even more distinct, as if Chu and Han are separated, one side is full of high-level generals of the military, and the other side is full of high-level government officials, which are all rescued by the military from the city by helicopter priority, among them, Zhang Li, Zhang Youqin, and Deng Wei are also sitting here.

"Let's talk about it! What do you think about the mutiny of refugees? I believe everyone understands the root cause of this matter, but after all, our garrison area only has an army of less than 10,000 people. And how to solve the problem of the refugees attacking Mr. Zhou and his party? As for what to do next, everyone expressed their position. Zhang Xin, who was sitting at the head of the table, took the lead and said.

The military people sitting at the bottom began to whisper, in fact, this refugee trouble is not a big deal, anyway, they don't have any weapons, if you really want to be ruthless and order the army to besiege and kill once, it will be almost the same, but after all, this is a symptom but not a cure, the most important thing is that it is the end of the world, to paraphrase a popular phrase in the 21st century, what is the most important thing in the 21st century, talent!

So what is most important in the last days? Weapons? Grain? Or talent? In fact, these are not the point, only the population is the most fundamental. Of course, there are only a few people who can see this now, which is why Xiaoxiong must be a minority. Because they are more far-sighted than most.

To be honest, most people in the military really don't have much affection for the middle-aged people surnamed Zhou, and they don't have much thought about the two people they died, after all, they haven't had much contact with them, and there is no connection in interests. There are even some people who are a little happy in their hearts, because these people do not put themselves and others in the position of their own kind, as if they are always superior to others, and they are arrogant. Although it has a variety of special abilities, it is very unpopular.

But hate it, after all, these people are high-level military people on the surface, if they were killed in a private fight, it would be good if it didn't happen, but it was killed in front of the public and under the impact of the mob. In this way, if the military does not say anything, it does not give the mob the illusion that the military is afraid of them.

"I think that we should punish this group of mobs severely, seize one and slaughter one by one, on the one hand, they are violating the laws of the country and openly provoking the majesty of the army. Moreover, if we do not severely punish them, for our military region, it is not just as simple as losing their majesty. This is to send a signal to them that as long as there are many people, then everyone at the top of the military region can be slaughtered at will. You should think carefully about your net worth. Seeing that no one spoke, a chubby middle-aged general suddenly spoke.

When the others heard this, their faces were expressionless, but they smiled disdainfully in their hearts. The law, the country doesn't know if it can still exist, what kind of law is there in this troubled world! Besides, they don't know much about the wishful thinking of this fat man Qiu, but when they think that this fat man is closer to the middle-aged man surnamed Zhou, they think that he is selling him a favor.

However, Qiu Fatzi's proposal, everyone did not object, the sedan chair was carried by everyone, although the middle-aged man surnamed Zhou was not popular, but a group of mobs were even worse for them!

Therefore, Qiu Fatzi made this suggestion, and no one refuted it at all.

Of course, there may be a deliberate refutation in the hearts of the top level of the government, but it is also a slight remark, and now that even the central government cannot be contacted, whoever has the command of the army is the local emperor, and the high-level government officials can only do it as an observer, so there is no need to express their opinions in a boring way.

Right now.

"Bang Bang Bang"

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in," Zhang Xin said.

"Report to the commander, the garrison department is calling: there are two young people who claim to have discovered special abilities."

A ray of red light immediately appeared in the eyes of the middle-aged man surnamed Zhou.

"Take them to the headquarters." Zhang Xin suddenly looked stunned, and then said this sentence stiffly.

Although Qu Yaguan, who was beside him, was a little surprised by Zhang Xin's performance, he just glanced at Zhang Xin, who quickly returned to normal, and did not delve into it.

Just when a group of people fell silent, a middle-aged man surnamed Zhou stood up: "I think General Qiu's proposal is good, if there is no other proposal, I will leave first." ”

After the middle-aged man surnamed Zhou walked out of the conference room, all the generals immediately started to discuss, nothing more than accusing him of being uneducated and how unbearable he was. Of course, they only dared to talk about it behind their backs, but they were frightened by the middle-aged man surnamed Zhou, and his ability was really terrifying. It is said that you can't kill with small missiles. Of course, this is just a rumor, but submachine guns, sniper rifles headshots and heart shots don't seem to work against him, which everyone has seen with their own eyes. They didn't want to be burned to ashes by a cloud of fire in his hand.