There were only two ACWs in the entire Federation, one of which accompanied Mr. Shi to shake the parliament hill, and the other one was rumored to be in Lin Banshan's hands.
Rumors always had their source, so it was true. All these years, the ACW had been waiting in a secluded cellar until it was taken away by Zhang Xiaohua.
He knew what kind of terrifying magic the gun had, and what kind of surprise weapon it could play in this war, but when Lin Banshan asked him to give it to Xu Le, a citizen of the Empire, he didn't hesitate.
Because Zhang Xiaohua had never doubted Lin Banshan's judgment.
Dim and bright lights were cast from the apartment buildings on both sides of the street. The man with the tattoo walked silently in the night and snow. With his steady and fast steps, the height of the buildings on both sides gradually decreased, the scenery became chaotic, and the environment began to become noisy.
A night taxi stopped outside the repair shop. The driver inside was covered with a blanket with his eyes closed, as if he was sleeping. No one noticed, but when Zhang Xiaohua's emotionless gaze swept past, the driver nodded slightly in acknowledgment.
In front of him, the barbecue stall owner waved a big spoon and stir-fried vegetables. The fat boss lady waved her greasy hands behind her butt gently, as if she was driving away non-existent mosquitoes.
Along the streets Zhang Xiaohua passed by, ordinary citizens like this would appear from time to time. They used their hands and eyes to express the unique language of the underworld.
Just like that, the burly man wanted by the Federation government safely walked into the only welfare area in the capital special zone: Yellow Wind Village.
The so-called welfare area was just another name for the slums.
The people here basically didn't have official jobs, had a meager income, and relied on social welfare. They received boring synthetic protein meat on time, received very little subsidies, lived in cheap rental houses provided by the government, and sent their children to schools that the rich disdained. Their lives were very difficult.
Just as described in social history books, it was always easy to breed evil in areas where life was difficult. Illegal brothels that were often blocked by condoms in the sewers, underground casinos full of the smell of smoke and sweat, and drug dealers in the shadows of the alleys were the three most common sights in this area.
Zhang Xiaohua waved her hand and lifted the straw curtain. She walked into a large courtyard expressionlessly. She walked along the corridor at the bottom of the building, avoiding the junk in front of her. Along the way, she passed by many rooms with half-closed doors.
Through the gap, he could see that some of the people in the room were watching TV, some were very nervous, and some only had numbness on their faces. There was a child playing a game of sticking a knife into the mud with the gangsters and was extremely excited. There was also a middle-aged man who was locked in solitary confinement, panting and wriggling on top of a prostitute.
Zhang Xiaohua seemed to be expressionless and looked straight ahead, but in fact, she had already seen the scenes in all the rooms along the way.
In these rooms, other than his most loyal and capable subordinates, there were also a lot of people whose clothes and auras did not match the environment of the Yellow Wind Manor. They were hostages.
With food, clothing, and a way to satisfy their physiological needs, the hostages were in a good state of mind. At the very least, they were still far from the edge of insanity. After confirming this, Zhang Xiaohua finally showed a satisfied expression on her face. She slightly nodded to the middle-aged man with a respectful expression at the back door and walked out.
A very ordinary car was parked in the snowy night at the back door. Zhang Xiaohua opened the door and sat in the driver's seat. She took a thick cigarette from the side and lit it. She took two puffs. Because her body was too burly, her iron lungs made the tip of the cigarette suddenly turn red, and the smoke instantly filled the car.
Han Chu, who was sitting in the back, frowned. She pulled out a delicate silk handkerchief and covered her mouth and nose. She began to cough non-stop, and a few bright red spots appeared on her ghostly pale cheeks.
"I know very well what a huge role an authoritative news media can play in this war. Cough … cough …"
Han Chu put down the handkerchief and shook her head. She frowned and said, "What I don't understand is how much of an effect kidnapping the relatives of the TV station staff can play. What if they call the police?"
"The incident in South Kezhou proved that this kind of violent method is effective."
Zhang Xiaohua gently stroked her smooth head. After a moment of silence, she said, "If the police station is alerted, there will be big trouble. But we have to bet that those directors don't have the courage of Bob and Wood."
Han Chu's eyes fell on his empty right hand. Her pupils shrank slightly, and she was as cold as a poisonous snake. She said in a cold voice, "Did you really just give it to that Empire person?"
"Yes." Zhang Xiaohua replied with a blank expression.
"This is really interesting. That Empire Crown Prince seems to trust us very much. In fact, I have been waiting for him to threaten us with the lives of Li Feirong and the child. But he didn't give me the opportunity to repay him."
Han Chu's eyes slightly lowered. Her simple words hid a very strong meaning.
Zhang Xiaohua was silent.
The car slowly drove away from the ruined street. The half-open window blew out a thick fog of high-grade tobacco from time to time, which seeped into the fluttering snow.
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Dozens of minutes later, this ordinary-looking car came to an ordinary-looking building complex in the western suburbs of the capital. The dim lights illuminated the slowly falling snow above the building complex. No one could find the heavy firepower around it.
The iron gate slowly opened. Zhang Xiaohua and Han Chu's car entered the heavily guarded building complex without any inspection.
The flat, beamless houses covered a large area. There were thick wire bundles on the side of the road. There was a faint low hum of the motor. The white smoke discharged from the sewage treatment equipment in the distance proved that this building complex was some kind of factory.
The car stopped outside a factory. Zhang Xiaohua and Han Chu walked in and walked along a transparent corridor.
There were several fully automatic assembly lines on the other side of the corridor. Countless sophisticated mechanical devices were operating in a near-vacuum environment. They were so thin that the front end was almost invisible to the naked eye. They were retracting like lightning, as if they were doing a micro-engraving work on a substrate on the assembly line.
If it was Xu Le walking in the transparent corridor at this time, he would definitely be shocked by everything in front of him. He might even look at the assembly lines in a daze. Because such sophisticated micro-level equipment couldn't be found even in the Husk Institute.
Zhang Xiaohua and Han Chu didn't have any strange emotions. They walked forward in silence with no expression or pale cheeks. When they first entered the factory, they were shocked. Later, they found that without the brain of a senior engineer, they couldn't understand the equipment, so they could only ignore it.
In the office at the end of the transparent corridor, a middle-aged man wearing a green filter suit was looking down at the data in an electronic notebook. Although the filter suit was a bit large and thick, it still couldn't cover the mountain-like shoulders.
Lin Banshan, who looked like a senior engineer, raised his head and looked at his two most capable companions. He smiled and said, "It seems that things are going well."
"After confirming that Chief Editor Bob and Reporter Wood were handed over to the Silent March Command, I followed your instructions and personally handed the gun to him."
Zhang Xiaohua replied.
Han Chu stood by the side for a long time. When he saw that Lin Banshan was about to look down at the electronic notebook again, he could no longer suppress the anxiety in his heart. He undid the second button of his black suit and frowned.
"If we are discovered afterwards that we are working with a person from the Empire to deal with the government, and that person is a prince, we will go down in infamy for thousands of years."
"Go down in infamy for thousands of years?"
Lin Banshan raised his head and said with a smile, "I don't care about that."
As if eavesdropping on these evil and meaningless words that made people feel incomparably free and easy, the wind outside the factory suddenly became more violent. A snowflake that had just stuck to the roof was easily lifted by the whistling cold wind and swept up high.
The snowflake spun and rolled higher and higher, then slowly fell again. It floated over the factory that covered an area of 14 square kilometers and landed on the cornerstone by the pine forest at the south gate of the factory.
The smooth black stone monument was covered with light snow, as if it was wearing a funny white hat. A line of words was engraved on the stone monument.
"The 24th Benchmark Chip Production Base of the Bureau of Proclamation."
After the bloody incident in the capital of South Kezhou, Linyuan was divided. The Federation government began to search for Lin Banshan and his subordinates, intending to directly extinguish this dark force. However, who would have thought that the King of Bermuda was hiding in a chip factory of the Bureau of Proclamation?
There was no doubt that this was the safest place for Lin Banshan.
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The snow outside the window stopped. Zhang Xiaomeng looked at the five-person team's statue in the snow on Charter Square. There was a faint trace of worry between her eyebrows.
There was a knock on the door. Anyone would feel unhappy to be disturbed in the early morning, but Zhang Xiaomeng just calmly turned around, tied her somewhat messy hair into a ponytail, and opened the door.
This was the heavily guarded parliament building. She was the highest official of the anti-government army in the capital special district of Green Dragon Mountain. She was responsible for the deep sea of the four departments. The person or news that disturbed her at this time must be very important.
Of course, she was so calm now because she woke up very early today.
"Bob and Wood appeared at the scene of the meeting. According to your instructions, the organization has started a reverse investigation. There are some preliminary results now."
The male subordinate who was publicly identified as a deputy military officer looked at her nervously and reported.
"According to the information from the Ministry of Defense, there was an attack at the No. 1 Military Region Sanatorium at 20 noon yesterday in the capital time zone, six in the evening in Spring City. The attackers should be the first seven groups of soldiers."
Zhang Xiaomeng nodded.
The subordinate looked at her and said hesitantly, "According to the witness report, it is confirmed that the former Federation Colonel Xu Le appeared at the scene of the attack."
Although the story of the first love between the Leaf of Green Dragon Mountain and the hero of the Federation was not as well known as the man involved and the national idol girl's engagement, it was not a secret. At least, all the fish in the deep sea knew that their young female leader had certain untouchable areas.
However, to his surprise, Zhang Xiaomeng's expression did not change at all. She just nodded softly.
The door closed. She walked into the bathroom and looked at the man in the wheelchair with an unnatural expression. After a moment of silence, she asked in a low voice,
"Your name is Da Vinci? Did Xu Le give you such a crazy idea? He … did he say anything else? "
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