The two forces confronting inside and outside Baiwei Township have begun to riot. In such a world, whether it is fighter jets or military helicopters represent the irresistible force that ordinary survivors can't resist.
The existence of a formal and organized army has led civilians to instinctively seek protection, hoping to get rid of this life of stagnation. This is also a common human nature.
The team in Wailingchuan, Baiwei Township, was shaken first
Even Cheng Zijie knew that most of them did not believe in the Bodhisattva of Plague Lord at all.
A small team of about twenty people between the two fish ponds first gathered together, then ran towards the direction of the plane falling, and soon evacuated the battle position.
Cheng Zijie saw the abbot coming out from afar, and he stopped the team and said something.
The small team paused for a moment and walked around him without hesitation, disappearing at the end of the fish ponds
Only that shiny bald head was left, reflecting the morning sunshine in the empty field, and it seemed very lonely for a moment
Cheng Zijie couldn't help feeling a sense of pleasure: Lingchuan's cult organization is built on lies, and its current collapse seems to be due to emergencies, but it is actually inevitable.
In addition, the military leader, the second abbot, has died at the hands of Cheng Zijie, so it is natural that it cannot be maintained now.
The other teams in Lingchuan were also in chaos. Many people left the team. A small number shouted at each other and gathered to run towards Lingchuan, while most of them ran towards the place where the plane fell.
The abbot raised his hands and ran back and forth with difficulty, finally gathering the rest of the people together.
Under such circumstances, many people did not disperse, but began to dare to challenge the authority of the Da Fang Abbot. Cheng Zijie saw several people who looked like small team leaders from afar and argued with the Da Fang Abbot for a while. Then Lingchuan's team reorganized the scattered battle formations, and under the leadership of the Da Fang Abbot, he slowly retreated to the direction of the plane's fall.
In contrast, the organization of Jade Buddha Temple has been kept tight, and after a brief commotion, it stabilized.
Zhu Laowu stood on the roof of a tall house and shouted loudly to his subordinates. It seemed that the long-standing pressure rule had a good effect at this time.
Zhu Laowu did not send anyone to pursue Lingchuan's people at this opportunity. This is the wisest decision under this situation.
He gathered the team to the center of Baiwei Township. After a moment, Cheng Zijie saw a team of more than ten people leaving Baiwei, following the Lingchuan team from a distance, keeping a distance and moving quietly towards the direction of the plane falling.
This is the correct response
Thinking of Lingchuan's people running there in such a mess, Cheng Zijie suddenly felt a sense of unreasonable fear.
He didn't know where this fear came from. He listened to the sound of the engines of the helicopter group gradually approaching, and watching the black muzzles of the two guns under the noses of the attack helicopters and the rocket nests mounted under the short wings gradually became clearer, Cheng Zijie's fear became stronger and stronger, and finally he couldn't sit still anymore, quietly left the woods and ran to the place where his subordinates were on standby.
Boss! What happened just now? Although the subordinates Cheng Zijie brought here were all elite, the scene just now was so shocking. They all surrounded him and asked, and He Anjing was even more impatient: Boss! Let's go and have a look? The plane was shot down, and there must be a regular army to rescue him...
Cheng Zijie raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet. Looking at the nervous, excited, anxious, and expectant faces, he shook his head and said in a deep voice: I don’t think you can act rashly... You think one plane hits another plane, which means that even if there are regular troops, they are hostile to each other, if we run over casually... the consequences are unpredictable.
The subordinates listened quietly, and Cheng Zijie continued: I always feel something is wrong. It seems that something big is going to happen. I feel afraid of everyone for no reason... Let's go back to Xiaojing first, take everyone back and talk to everyone at home. It's better if Old Deng calls him back, don't hit Lingchuan again... I'll go and see the situation alone, and everyone will discuss what to do when I come back.
No, Boss, it's too dangerous. You are stuck between Lingchuan and Jade Buddha Temple alone, how can you do... My subordinates started to make trouble again, and Cheng Zijie was moved and anxious: Thank you brothers, but I took a distance to see what the helicopters were like. Then make a decision, and it's not about going to trouble Lingchuan and Jade Buddha Temple... You go back
He Anjing blinked a pair of big black and white eyes and looked at Cheng Zijie for a while. Cheng Zijie still had a gentle and firm look, so the girl finally realized that Cheng Zijie's determination could not be changed, so she had to say to everyone: Let's listen to the boss, go back first, let everyone prepare for the boss,... Be careful yourself
Cheng Zijie smiled and nodded, He Anjing's face was filled with a worried look. He looked at Cheng Zijie, turned around and took his subordinates to organize the team and left to the way he came.
Watching his subordinates go away, Cheng Zijie took a few deep breaths, calmed down his increasingly uneasy mood, and ran with all his strength in the fish pond and woods in the wilderness in the direction where the plane fell just now.
Without much time, Cheng Zijie avoided the attention of the small team of Lingchuan and Jade Buddha Temple, and rushed in front of them to a forest hundreds of meters away from the wreckage of the plane.
The nose of the transport aircraft plunged deeply into the beach on the bank of Xiaoling River, and pointed at the sky from the broken fuselage, creating a strange atmosphere
A large number of plane debris are scattered on the river bank, and the shiny metal reflects the sunlight, extending from the fields across the river to the woods beside Cheng Zijie.
There was a piece of metal fragment as big as a newspaper at the feet of Cheng Zijie, with a bullet hole on it, and a few scattered pieces of paper hanging on the canopy of the big tree in front of him.
There are also many fragments floating on the banks of Xiaoling River, and it seems that many of them are still sinking into the water.
Cheng Zijie resisted the urge to go and find out, and suppressed his temperament and lurked quietly in the woods.
At this time, the helicopter had approached the wreckage of the transport plane and hovered for a while. The small team that Lingchuan had first arrived also arrived. While running, he waved his arms desperately at the helicopter hovering at the low altitude and shouted all the way.
The helicopter found these people and did not land
The two transport helicopters continued to lower, and Cheng Zijie could clearly see that their hatch doors were open, and there were fully armed soldiers in the cabin.
The strong wind blowing from the rotor blew the sand and dust on the river beach, making the people on the ground difficult to move and unable to open their eyes, but they still tried their best to get close to the wreckage of the transport plane.
The two attack helicopters raised some heights and met in the direction where Lingchuan troops arrived later. They waited until the abbot brought the rest of Lingchuan survivors to the side of the wreckage of the transport plane. The two helicopters slowly landed on the river beach. Then the soldiers in the cabin jumped out of the cabin door and quickly dispersed with weapons, surrounding the survivors of Lingchuan in the middle.
Light machine gun...sniper rifle...assault rifle...submachine gun...all the latest models
Cheng Zijie was stunned. These soldiers were undoubtedly the most elite regular troops, wearing uniform camouflage uniforms. Whether it was weapons and equipment, or training and command, they were far from comparable to those of their subordinates.
Although the number is less than twenty, it surrounded more than one hundred people in Lingchuan.
The two attack helicopters hovered over their heads, and the transport helicopter did not turn off the engine, but maintained a state of taking off at any time. The load-based machine gun beside the hatch door was also controlled by the machine gunners left on the plane, aiming at the crowd on the river beach.
Finally, an officer with no helmet but a military cap came out of a helicopter. He followed four men in white coats, including a middle-aged woman. The four men ran directly to the wreckage of the transport plane to start searching, while the officer walked to the abbot and the two started talking.
At this distance, Cheng Zijie could not hear the content of their conversation at all. He only saw that the abbot quickly turned around and raised his hands and shouted a few words. Then the people of Lingchuan took off their weapons and came forward to pile them up together.
Then the abbot talked with the officers for a while, and then organized his subordinates to the team.
The officer inspected and picked out a few people. They seemed to be young and strong, and they were lined up by the abbot on the side, while the rest were sitting close together and sitting on the beach.
With such a distance, Cheng Zijie not only couldn't hear his words, but also made it difficult for him to distinguish the content of their communication through his expression.
It seems that my worries are a bit redundant, and these troops are not hostile.
Sure enough, the white coats quickly lifted a small white metal box from the wreckage of the transport plane, came to the officer and opened the box cover.
Cheng Zijie looked at it intently and saw that the metal box was filled with shiny square crystals, emitting white mist, as if it was ice cubes.
A white coat took out a small glass bottle from the ice, which looked no different from the bottle containing penicillin in the hospital, and handed it to the officer
The officer looked at it, nodded to the white coats, so the white coats closed the box cover, lifted the small metal box and put on a transport helicopter.
Then the officer walked to the abbot and said something to him. So the abbot waved and took the ten people he had just picked up, walked outside the cabin doors of the two helicopters. Then the soldiers who were on guard just now gathered their teams and clamped the ten people onto the two helicopters in two groups.
Cheng Zijie vaguely feels something is wrong
It seems that helicopter space is limited, and only ten people can be taken away this time, but why do survivors be treated like prisoners?
Finally, the abbot who boarded the plane turned around and waved his hands to his subordinates who were staying on the beach and said something. Cheng Zijie could barely tell him that his smile was on his face, while his subordinates agreed in unison.
It seems that I am telling my subordinates to leave first, and the army will send planes to pick up the remaining people later?
Perhaps this is the only explanation
The helicopter's rotor accelerated and rotated, and the heavy fuselage soared into the air. The raised dust enveloped the survivors sitting on the beach.
Cheng Zijie was not sure whether to go and ask them what happened when the plane left. He had been worried for no reason but finally became a reality.
The attack helicopter that had been hovering down at some point was aimed at the dense survivors on the beach.
Before Cheng Zijie could react, the cannon under the nose roared and poured out devastating barrage at the survivors who had already put down their weapons.
Even with weapons, the old semi-automatic rifles cannot fight the fire rain that pours down from the latest attack helicopters. What's more, the rocket nests mounted under their short wings also began to roar and spit out fire snakes. For a moment, only dense explosions remained on the river beach, completely overwhelming human fear and despair cry.
The thick smoke and flying dust enveloped a bloody massacre
The existence of a formal and organized army has led civilians to instinctively seek protection, hoping to get rid of this life of stagnation. This is also a common human nature.
The team in Wailingchuan, Baiwei Township, was shaken first
Even Cheng Zijie knew that most of them did not believe in the Bodhisattva of Plague Lord at all.
A small team of about twenty people between the two fish ponds first gathered together, then ran towards the direction of the plane falling, and soon evacuated the battle position.
Cheng Zijie saw the abbot coming out from afar, and he stopped the team and said something.
The small team paused for a moment and walked around him without hesitation, disappearing at the end of the fish ponds
Only that shiny bald head was left, reflecting the morning sunshine in the empty field, and it seemed very lonely for a moment
Cheng Zijie couldn't help feeling a sense of pleasure: Lingchuan's cult organization is built on lies, and its current collapse seems to be due to emergencies, but it is actually inevitable.
In addition, the military leader, the second abbot, has died at the hands of Cheng Zijie, so it is natural that it cannot be maintained now.
The other teams in Lingchuan were also in chaos. Many people left the team. A small number shouted at each other and gathered to run towards Lingchuan, while most of them ran towards the place where the plane fell.
The abbot raised his hands and ran back and forth with difficulty, finally gathering the rest of the people together.
Under such circumstances, many people did not disperse, but began to dare to challenge the authority of the Da Fang Abbot. Cheng Zijie saw several people who looked like small team leaders from afar and argued with the Da Fang Abbot for a while. Then Lingchuan's team reorganized the scattered battle formations, and under the leadership of the Da Fang Abbot, he slowly retreated to the direction of the plane's fall.
In contrast, the organization of Jade Buddha Temple has been kept tight, and after a brief commotion, it stabilized.
Zhu Laowu stood on the roof of a tall house and shouted loudly to his subordinates. It seemed that the long-standing pressure rule had a good effect at this time.
Zhu Laowu did not send anyone to pursue Lingchuan's people at this opportunity. This is the wisest decision under this situation.
He gathered the team to the center of Baiwei Township. After a moment, Cheng Zijie saw a team of more than ten people leaving Baiwei, following the Lingchuan team from a distance, keeping a distance and moving quietly towards the direction of the plane falling.
This is the correct response
Thinking of Lingchuan's people running there in such a mess, Cheng Zijie suddenly felt a sense of unreasonable fear.
He didn't know where this fear came from. He listened to the sound of the engines of the helicopter group gradually approaching, and watching the black muzzles of the two guns under the noses of the attack helicopters and the rocket nests mounted under the short wings gradually became clearer, Cheng Zijie's fear became stronger and stronger, and finally he couldn't sit still anymore, quietly left the woods and ran to the place where his subordinates were on standby.
Boss! What happened just now? Although the subordinates Cheng Zijie brought here were all elite, the scene just now was so shocking. They all surrounded him and asked, and He Anjing was even more impatient: Boss! Let's go and have a look? The plane was shot down, and there must be a regular army to rescue him...
Cheng Zijie raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet. Looking at the nervous, excited, anxious, and expectant faces, he shook his head and said in a deep voice: I don’t think you can act rashly... You think one plane hits another plane, which means that even if there are regular troops, they are hostile to each other, if we run over casually... the consequences are unpredictable.
The subordinates listened quietly, and Cheng Zijie continued: I always feel something is wrong. It seems that something big is going to happen. I feel afraid of everyone for no reason... Let's go back to Xiaojing first, take everyone back and talk to everyone at home. It's better if Old Deng calls him back, don't hit Lingchuan again... I'll go and see the situation alone, and everyone will discuss what to do when I come back.
No, Boss, it's too dangerous. You are stuck between Lingchuan and Jade Buddha Temple alone, how can you do... My subordinates started to make trouble again, and Cheng Zijie was moved and anxious: Thank you brothers, but I took a distance to see what the helicopters were like. Then make a decision, and it's not about going to trouble Lingchuan and Jade Buddha Temple... You go back
He Anjing blinked a pair of big black and white eyes and looked at Cheng Zijie for a while. Cheng Zijie still had a gentle and firm look, so the girl finally realized that Cheng Zijie's determination could not be changed, so she had to say to everyone: Let's listen to the boss, go back first, let everyone prepare for the boss,... Be careful yourself
Cheng Zijie smiled and nodded, He Anjing's face was filled with a worried look. He looked at Cheng Zijie, turned around and took his subordinates to organize the team and left to the way he came.
Watching his subordinates go away, Cheng Zijie took a few deep breaths, calmed down his increasingly uneasy mood, and ran with all his strength in the fish pond and woods in the wilderness in the direction where the plane fell just now.
Without much time, Cheng Zijie avoided the attention of the small team of Lingchuan and Jade Buddha Temple, and rushed in front of them to a forest hundreds of meters away from the wreckage of the plane.
The nose of the transport aircraft plunged deeply into the beach on the bank of Xiaoling River, and pointed at the sky from the broken fuselage, creating a strange atmosphere
A large number of plane debris are scattered on the river bank, and the shiny metal reflects the sunlight, extending from the fields across the river to the woods beside Cheng Zijie.
There was a piece of metal fragment as big as a newspaper at the feet of Cheng Zijie, with a bullet hole on it, and a few scattered pieces of paper hanging on the canopy of the big tree in front of him.
There are also many fragments floating on the banks of Xiaoling River, and it seems that many of them are still sinking into the water.
Cheng Zijie resisted the urge to go and find out, and suppressed his temperament and lurked quietly in the woods.
At this time, the helicopter had approached the wreckage of the transport plane and hovered for a while. The small team that Lingchuan had first arrived also arrived. While running, he waved his arms desperately at the helicopter hovering at the low altitude and shouted all the way.
The helicopter found these people and did not land
The two transport helicopters continued to lower, and Cheng Zijie could clearly see that their hatch doors were open, and there were fully armed soldiers in the cabin.
The strong wind blowing from the rotor blew the sand and dust on the river beach, making the people on the ground difficult to move and unable to open their eyes, but they still tried their best to get close to the wreckage of the transport plane.
The two attack helicopters raised some heights and met in the direction where Lingchuan troops arrived later. They waited until the abbot brought the rest of Lingchuan survivors to the side of the wreckage of the transport plane. The two helicopters slowly landed on the river beach. Then the soldiers in the cabin jumped out of the cabin door and quickly dispersed with weapons, surrounding the survivors of Lingchuan in the middle.
Light machine gun...sniper rifle...assault rifle...submachine gun...all the latest models
Cheng Zijie was stunned. These soldiers were undoubtedly the most elite regular troops, wearing uniform camouflage uniforms. Whether it was weapons and equipment, or training and command, they were far from comparable to those of their subordinates.
Although the number is less than twenty, it surrounded more than one hundred people in Lingchuan.
The two attack helicopters hovered over their heads, and the transport helicopter did not turn off the engine, but maintained a state of taking off at any time. The load-based machine gun beside the hatch door was also controlled by the machine gunners left on the plane, aiming at the crowd on the river beach.
Finally, an officer with no helmet but a military cap came out of a helicopter. He followed four men in white coats, including a middle-aged woman. The four men ran directly to the wreckage of the transport plane to start searching, while the officer walked to the abbot and the two started talking.
At this distance, Cheng Zijie could not hear the content of their conversation at all. He only saw that the abbot quickly turned around and raised his hands and shouted a few words. Then the people of Lingchuan took off their weapons and came forward to pile them up together.
Then the abbot talked with the officers for a while, and then organized his subordinates to the team.
The officer inspected and picked out a few people. They seemed to be young and strong, and they were lined up by the abbot on the side, while the rest were sitting close together and sitting on the beach.
With such a distance, Cheng Zijie not only couldn't hear his words, but also made it difficult for him to distinguish the content of their communication through his expression.
It seems that my worries are a bit redundant, and these troops are not hostile.
Sure enough, the white coats quickly lifted a small white metal box from the wreckage of the transport plane, came to the officer and opened the box cover.
Cheng Zijie looked at it intently and saw that the metal box was filled with shiny square crystals, emitting white mist, as if it was ice cubes.
A white coat took out a small glass bottle from the ice, which looked no different from the bottle containing penicillin in the hospital, and handed it to the officer
The officer looked at it, nodded to the white coats, so the white coats closed the box cover, lifted the small metal box and put on a transport helicopter.
Then the officer walked to the abbot and said something to him. So the abbot waved and took the ten people he had just picked up, walked outside the cabin doors of the two helicopters. Then the soldiers who were on guard just now gathered their teams and clamped the ten people onto the two helicopters in two groups.
Cheng Zijie vaguely feels something is wrong
It seems that helicopter space is limited, and only ten people can be taken away this time, but why do survivors be treated like prisoners?
Finally, the abbot who boarded the plane turned around and waved his hands to his subordinates who were staying on the beach and said something. Cheng Zijie could barely tell him that his smile was on his face, while his subordinates agreed in unison.
It seems that I am telling my subordinates to leave first, and the army will send planes to pick up the remaining people later?
Perhaps this is the only explanation
The helicopter's rotor accelerated and rotated, and the heavy fuselage soared into the air. The raised dust enveloped the survivors sitting on the beach.
Cheng Zijie was not sure whether to go and ask them what happened when the plane left. He had been worried for no reason but finally became a reality.
The attack helicopter that had been hovering down at some point was aimed at the dense survivors on the beach.
Before Cheng Zijie could react, the cannon under the nose roared and poured out devastating barrage at the survivors who had already put down their weapons.
Even with weapons, the old semi-automatic rifles cannot fight the fire rain that pours down from the latest attack helicopters. What's more, the rocket nests mounted under their short wings also began to roar and spit out fire snakes. For a moment, only dense explosions remained on the river beach, completely overwhelming human fear and despair cry.
The thick smoke and flying dust enveloped a bloody massacre
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