"Oh no! Oh no! ”

A patrol policeman rushed into the office, ignoring his uniform that was completely soaked by the rain, and found the police chief who was sitting in the office drinking tea on the fire, and said quickly: "There is a riot!" Director, the riot has begun again! ”

"Panic what."

With a bandage on his head, the police chief, whose injuries have not yet healed, took a sip of black tea, looked comfortable, put his feet on the table, and was not in a hurry at all: "Isn't there a riot every day?" Go and inform Officer Shaqilo and get their secret police to come forward. ”

"This time it's different!" The patrol policeman's voice trembled, and he swayed all over: "The low-level civilians in the whole city have rioted!" Even the workers joined them! They also have explosives! ”

"Dynamite?" The police chief was stunned for a moment, although the riots that occurred in the past were very intense, no one used weapons of mass destruction, everyone was very tacit, the police did not use guns, and the people did not use knives, how did they get today...."Where did they get the explosives?" ”

"O railroad workers! You need explosives to build a railroad! The workers of the railway bureau stole the explosives! ”

At this time, the police chief was unsettled, put down his teacup, and hurried into the street with the patrolling police, just in time to see the crowd rushing towards the center of the city.

On a rainy day, I couldn't see it really, so the police chief asked people to bring binoculars, brave the heavy rain to climb to the roof, and take a closer look....

It was a procession with no end in sight, and Father Goncharov rushed to the front, waving the red flag of the Church of Truth, and behind him the people carried a miscellaneous array of iron tools.

"You—" The police chief swallowed and looked at the patrol officer beside him, who was also stunned, "You just said that the civilians of the whole city participated in this riot?" ”

"Yes! There are too many of them! At least a few thousand people! And the numbers are growing! ”

"Bastard! This is not a riot, this is a rebellion!

！ ”

The police chief slapped the patrolling officer in the face angrily, slapped him to the ground, and quickly gave the order, "Go and ask Officer Shaqilo!"

！ ”

The number of police officers in Saratov is not small, there are almost two hundred, but two hundred people have no problem dealing with thieves or ordinary eucalyptus, dealing with rebellion ....

It's simply impossible.

Those angry workers, civilians, can drown them with a single spit.

Several policemen rushed out of the gate and ran towards the makeshift office set up by the secret police, while the chief of police led his men to the arsenal and pulled out the key to remove the rifle inside, but he was nervous and failed to insert the key into the lock hole several times in a row.

"Director!

！ Outside the door there was another shout: "They are rushing towards us!"

！ ”

"What?! Why look for us?! Their target shouldn't be the municipal building....."

The police chief's body shook, and he looked at the key in his hand that could open the arsenal, as if he understood something.

These people are here to grab weapons!

As the rebels approached, the police chief felt the ground tremble, and he glanced at his panicked men around him, no longer hesitated, and turned to run.

This is simply not a problem that his little police chief can handle!

What about guns?

In the face of an absolute superiority in numbers, the rifle that has to be reloaded after one shot is not a weapon, but a scythe that death hangs over their heads!

The police chief fled, and he had to flee and stay at the police station, where he would only be beaten to death by the angry rebels.

In the blink of an eye, the police station was empty.

On the other side ....

On the outskirts of the city, Saratov prison.

Raul jumped up the hill and shouted to the believers gathered below: "Comrades! Those noble lords let us kneel! Kneel down for generations! Think of your wives and children. Do we want them to go through the same pain as we do?! We must not let them get their way! ”

"There are two paths ahead of us! Death or death! Victory or victory! But death does not belong to the workers and peasants! We will win! Follow the truth! Follow me! Overthrow their tyranny! Save our comrades!

！ Come on!

！ ”

The believers brandished shovels and sticks, howling and rushing to the dark prison not far away, and the dense thunder in the sky could not suppress the anger in their hearts, as if they wanted to vent all the suffering and unwillingness in their lives, wrapped in an indomitable momentum, and killed at the prison gate.

Hearing the shouts, the jailers locked the iron door in advance, listened to the clatter of iron rods slamming the door, and the smashing of windows smashed by stones, their faces turned pale and could not stop retreating.

They want to escape, but there is no way to escape.

In the depths of the prison, there was also fierce shouting, and the prisoners kept shaking and banging their shoulders against the cell door, and even the kerosene lamps hanging on the walls shook with their impact, like branches fluttering in the wind and rain, and the flames would be extinguished at any moment.

The prison that was once used to hold prisoners was now a gladiatorial arena of death, with guards huddled together, armed with revolvers or clenched batons, their hearts stopping with each slamming of the door.

Suddenly, the slamming of the door stopped, and the crowd outside stopped being noisy, just when the jailers were confused....

Rumble!

！

In the violent explosion, flames burst out, the lock teeth shattered, and even the wall was blasted open a huge gap, and in the smoke of gunpowder, the hidden red flag waved.

"Rush!

！ ”

"Ulla!

！ ”

Angry believers jumped into the prison through the gap, and when they saw the horrific faces and countless numbers of the uprising, the jailers trembled and raised their pistols and pulled the trigger.

Bang!

Bang!

The two believers who rushed to the front fell in response, the team suddenly fell silent, Scottkin looked down at his companion who fell to the ground, looked at the blood left from under his companion, his eyes were split, a green tendon jumped out of his forehead, and his dark and short body burst out with an amazing roar: "Kill them!"

！ ”

The believers were even more furious, and the shouts almost tore off the roof of the prison, and their eyes were bloodshot, and they pounced on them like a pack of hungry wolves, and Scottkin slapped a shovel on the jailer's face, knocking him to a lake of flesh and blood, and then rushed to the next man, and under his leadership, the jailers completely collapsed.

Instead of saving them, the pistol will only anger the enemy even more.

Seeing the screaming jailers fleeing, Raul knew that the general situation had been decided, and he did not pity these beaten inhuman-like jailers, these jailers used to be powerful and powerful, and beat their comrades a lot, if the nobles should be hung on the street lamps, then this group of dogs who follow the nobles should be broken into pieces!

The orders given by the nobles are all carried out by this group of doglegs!

The nobles are guilty, they are just as guilty!

"Scott King! Scott King! ”

Raul found Scottkin, who was constantly venting his anger in the chaotic crowd, and shouted: "Save our comrades first!" Then go back to the city to support Goncharov! ”

Scottkin, who was red-eyed, remembered his mission, quickly threw away the shovel, bent down to search for the key on the jailer, and opened one cell door after another.

Taking advantage of this time, Raul rushed into the jailer's lounge, found the warden's detention record book, and carefully carried it into his arms.

Among the rescued prisoners, not all of them were their comrades, some of them did break the law and committed unforgivable crimes, such criminals must be punished, and they can be convicted of their crimes....

It's the detention record book that Raul obtained.

Inside the city.

Rumble!

！

The deafening explosion was accompanied by smoke, rubble, and pages, and the door of the police station's weapons depot was blown open, and Waison was the first to rush in and pick up a rifle, although he didn't know much about how to load bullets, but part of the ranks of the uprising were retired soldiers, and these people knew how to use rifles.

"Father Goncharov!" Waison found Goncharov outside the door with a rifle and excitedly said, "We got the weapon!" ”

Goncharov was about to speak, when he suddenly heard a sharp whistle not far away, turned his head to look ....

The police chief, who had fled earlier, returned with the secret police.