Dark Blood Age

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Perhaps influenced by his father's temper, he wished Ling Butterfly courage: “But, Dad, I still don't think he's the devil. ”

Zhou Xi Rui finally knew where his daughter's abnormality had come from. He rubbed his temple, as if something there was something he didn't want to touch, like crushing it with his hands, and then raising his head, in the struggling eyes of his daughter, said repressively: "Because of the dead baby. ”

To Ling Butterfly's surprise, he repeated: "Dead babies? ”

Cheers Xi Rui nodded heavily and couldn't say how complicated his eyes were. He suffocated like a demon grabbed his heart and looked pale: "We went to great lengths to find the baby's miscarriage record and the doctors who were still alive and found a terrible thing. ”

Zhu Ling Butterfly looked at his father, his hands couldn't help but strangle each other, caught in white skin, a bloody fingerprint, and his breathing was nervous.

Zhu Xi Rui seemed to be saying with all his strength: "It was suicide! ”

Zhu Ling Butterfly's head buzzed, if it was hit hard, although just now she secretly guessed, but when this phrase came out of her father's mouth, it was still unacceptable, and she argued desperately: “It's only eight months old, yet to be born, not even conscious, how could it be, how could it be! Could it have been an accident? ”

Zhou Xi Rui's eyes, through a hint of fear from the inside, lit one that had not smoked in a long time, took a deep breath to make himself a little steady. In the smoke, he said word for word: “It, conscious, imitated a way in a movie, choked off his umbilical cord, killed himself in the... fetus belly, brutally ended his life...”

After that, he took another file out of the safe and put it on an ice-cold table. "This is a copy of Chu Yunsheng's birth record, more... If you want to see it, take it. ”

Looking at the light yellow cowhide paper file bag, there is a white wire wrapped around the same milky circle button, like an umbilical cord and fetus wrapped together, twisted together, increasingly horrible, so that Zhu Ling Butterfly's trembling chestnut penetrated into the soul, slightly trembling hands, dare not open it...

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It is already the fifteenth day, Chu Yun stood far away on the diagonal line of Warehouse 1, looking down at the lights like daylight, sighed and folded back.

Of the sixteen large warehouses in Puxi, twelve were looted by him, and two of the remaining four were equipped with advanced detection equipment, even if the three-stage six-member blockade breath could not hide from the pull-in walls, while the other two were built underground and completely sealed at the entrance, which would not have been possible to enter unless they had been heavily attacked.

But even so, he hit Puxi's dead spot. In just a few days, the extreme shortage of food and goods quickly affected the stability of the city, hungry citizens and refugees were stuck in front of government agencies, extremists had even struck military positions, and many people had begun to cross the river in search of livelihoods. Although bridges and tunnels were blockaded by both sides, more and more people were trying to smuggle by all means.

Three or four days ago, the powerful propaganda machine of the Pluripotent Nation began to operate at full capacity, declaring to the whole city that it was Chu Yunsheng, the demon who stole food from all of us, made us stand ready to cross the river to retrieve it, and made a major decision, along with other warehouses that were stolen by Chu Yunsheng, so that we could simply distribute the food and materials from the warehouse to the citizens and refugees, form a new militia, and incite hatred among the people about Chu Yunsheng.

Such propaganda, Chu Yun Sheng herself, hidden in the heap of people has heard dozens of times, the crowd around him is not filled with indignation, scolding and scolding, reluctant to tear him to pieces, and even some people used the abandoned newspaper to tie his figure to burn the whipped corpse in public.

At the same time, Song Zihuai's people lurking in Puxi began to spread the news of the trail in a relatively covert way, propagating that some people had already turned to different races, not taking the death of the people seriously, and fabricating an unnecessary enemy to kidnap the entire city's people. Six months ago, the pitch-black missile was irrefutable evidence!

And food and supplies are actually being secretly transported by these shameful traitors to the Arctic base to support the brutal rule of the opposite race, and the lurkers secretly call on you to beat up these heterosexual dogs and claim that Pudong's army will be calling soon, and then everyone will be eating and dressed in places to sleep!

Both sides' propaganda and advocacy wars, such as winds and clouds, sweep the entire city, even Pudong and out-of-town refugees have not avoided, the wave of raging worship is higher than one wave, armed conflict is intensifying, the situation is worsening more dramatically every day than the previous day, the winds in the street alleys are tightening, the situation is becoming more and more critical, the clouds and skies of war have reached the point of trigger.

On the Pudong side, under the control of Song Zihuai and Fang, intensified all the time to prepare for battle. Every day, a large number of troops went to the Huangpujiang front line, while the new recruits were also intensively training with guns looted from weapons warehouses by Chu Yunsheng. Awakening men's squadrons and ghost warriors attacked in the dark, clearing the peripheral cannibals, and cleaning up the hidden dangers behind the outbreak of the Great War.

On the Puxi side, Chu Yunsheng closely monitored their every move. Now everyone knows that the war will be fought in more than a decade, completely different from the siege war half a month ago. Today, the Dokan clan and other heterogeneous reinforcements have not arrived, and the previous high-end strength has been severely damaged. The same is true on the Chu Yunsheng side. If they are not fools, they should also be able to guess.

So the main force in this war will be ordinary soldiers on both sides, as well as some awakeners who can still fight.

The number, equipment, weapons, ammunition, etc. of the army, awakened combat power, will, synergy, etc. are crucial determinants of this battle, while civilians in both jurisdictions become hidden barrels of gunpowder. In the event of a riot and fire in the backyard, soldiers and junior officers of those families in the rear are most likely not to riot. Even with disciplined troops, they may not be affected, but if attacked from behind by citizens and refugees, the battle will not be fought, because the city is too crowded and crowded.

Both sides are close to each other in such a city. Once fought, they will be directly the most brutal alley wars, glued together in blood, and weapons of mass destruction will naturally be unusable. Chu Yunsheng wondered how the pluripotent ethnic group can go mad and not dare to use nuclear bombs or other weapons. Otherwise, he will not necessarily be killed. Those armies who fought for their blood will have a shadow in their minds. If they are treated as abandoned children again, they are afraid that they will be defeated on the spot. Instead, it may be that the dramatic Puxi army will turn its head and kill first into the military. Once the red eye is killed, those senior officers will not necessarily be able to save their lives.

If there is a way out, people always don't want to die so fast. High-ranking command officials and Arctic bases can still retreat. They can't risk losing their lives here. When they go back, they want to throw a nuclear bomb here or something, they can still throw it again. Anyway, it's a multi-ethnic thing.

Of course, they won't give up here easily. From pre-war propaganda and troop mobilization, Chu Yunsheng can feel that their determination to die is no less than that of themselves.

Next, it depends on how this unification battle is fought. Specific military matters, Chu Yunsheng cannot ask. The more professional and logistical matters, the more he can ask, Song Zihuai's team is more professional than him. All he has to do is control the Awakening Man Squad and the Ghost Warrior with two sharp knives, and he can plunge directly into the enemy's heart.

Chu Yunsheng left the crowd before leaving the tunnel, hidden in, quickly drilled out from the other end, then jumped into the military car waiting for him and went straight to the scientific research base.

As soon as he got out of the car, he was anxiously waiting for a long time to hold on.

“What's going on?” Chu Yunsheng saw him and asked as he walked.

“As soon as Deputy Commander Fang and General Manager Song return, let me take you to the conference room.” Yu Jianxian: “Intelligence is on the west side. ”

Chu Yun nodded, the more he and Song Zihuai placed many eyelines on the west side. He knew that, likewise, there were many other people's eyelines on the east side. Only after unification could these eyelines be clearly removed, or disappeared naturally, but at present, many things still need to be kept strictly confidential.

Yu Jian was already a relative of Song Zihuai. It was normal to know a little wind. The two of them sat in the elevator and shouted and quickly landed underground.

This research base goes deep underground and, according to Professor Sun, even the unconventional bombs are as stable as Mount Tai and absolutely safe as if they were not a continuous attack.

However, in front of the bug, this iron-like research base will eventually be cut open like tofu scum, and the underground destruction capacity of the golden beetle will bite it like a carcass.

In the conference room, Chu Yunsheng saw the shady side of the face as well as old acquaintance Fang Baixiang.

“Mr. Chu is here?” The first person to talk is Fang Baxiao. Although his old man was in a high position, he was just a division chief. The seat in the conference room was behind him, near the door, and he got up first. As he said, he welcomed Chu Yunsheng in, pointing to an empty space, and continued: “Please take a seat. ”

At this time, more than a dozen officials and officers, led by Song Zihuai and Fang, rose and saw Chu Yunsheng walk into his seat.

His location in a very special place under Song Zihuai is neither the Lord nor the next, and it suits his current situation.

As he walked past the conference table, Chu Yunsheng took a slight glance. Most people he did not know, but a few important people have already dealt with each other, not too strange.

Old Phantom didn't know anything had been invited. He sat here, side by side with Fangyue, and Professor Sun, representing the scientific research base, also nodded slightly at Chuyun Sheng.

Next to Professor Sun, Chu Yunsheng suddenly saw a familiar shadow. After a closer look, it turned out to be Su Yunsheng, which looked slightly embarrassed.

Seeing Chu Yunsheng, Song Zihuai, who presided over the meeting, briefly explained: "The Awakening Man Squad commissioned her to introduce the status of preparation. ”

According to this level of meeting, Yu Xiaohai and others are not qualified to participate. Chu Yunsheng is responsible for controlling the Awakening Man Squad and the Ghost Warrior. The specific situation should be introduced by people at Chu Yunsheng's level. Perhaps these people, considering his ghost and absence, do not know the situation of the two squads. Therefore, Yu Xiaohai and Lin Shuiyao had to be found and assigned such a secretary to attend the meeting.

Since Song Zihuai said so, Chu Yunsheng simply didn't see it, and sat straight down. Su Zheng smiled at him with a very large smile, without trace.

The heavy door of the conference room slackened again and Song Zihuai, who presided over the meeting, glanced at everyone and went on to say: “Mr. Chu, before you came, we had already discussed half of it. This is the latest top-secret information. Take a look, we initially formulated a plan and decided to send troops in advance! ”

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The source of the material in the previous chapter burned itself. Before my sister and I were born, I had a brother who could not be born because of an unexpected miscarriage. At that time, he was already very old. In order not to let my mother see it so that she would be sad in the future and have more problems with local customs, even the old man buried him. Until now my parents do not know the exact location, and the old man who buried him has now passed away, this matter becomes an eternal mystery. If my parents weren't older and we had grown up to work, they would occasionally nag, and I probably didn't even know he'd been to my house.

I asked my dad what would happen if he was born. My dad didn't hide anything from me: if he was born, your sister might have, but you're definitely gone!

So I sometimes wonder, if he was born, where would I be? Perhaps it doesn't exist anymore, so it's impossible to code here...

Whenever there is no place to worship Him, remember Him with the last chapter.

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