Urban village·How many days

"After a moment!"

"stand at attention--"

"Walk in one step...one, one, two, one..."

The sound of commands rang in the open space outside the village, and the team of sixty or seventy people was practicing in three orders, attracting many villagers' curiosity and awe.

Ji Lun's eyes swept over, slightly satisfied.

Except for the villagers, some of them were basically dock workers, among which were retired soldiers. They had already adapted to the rules of quasi-militarization, but were subject to long-term exploitation and are now recovering.

"Well, I remember a certain general said that miners are more suitable for soldiers than farmers."

"As for who this will be, I don't remember."

"But I also remember that Taizu likes to use soldiers from peasant origins the most."

"As for who Taizu is, I don't remember it."

Ji Lun looked at these new soldiers and felt a strange vitality flowing slowly in his body, and couldn't help but smile.

"The body seems to have recovered a little."

"Did you plunder the origin of the vampire?"

"Report to the chief, the morning exercises are over this morning, please give me instructions." Wang Rong stepped forward and saluted.

"Dissolve, rest."

"Yes!" The team gradually dispersed.

"This group of people has good quality." Ji Lun was wearing a military uniform and a saber, and was extremely heroic.

"Sir, this actually has something to do with us." Wang Rong followed, while Sun Jin was commanding the cooking. According to the Emperor's system, the lieutenant level was an officer.

"The last shooting triggered a large-scale layoff of personnel, and the supervisor who lost his majesty got out of here. I heard that he was begging on the streets in a desolate manner."

"And the workers who witnessed this incident were no longer available, especially after the reporter reported it." Wang Rong smiled bitterly.

Ji Lun's head was related to the foreigners behind the wharf. This era is very sensitive to this. The reporters from the Chuxing Newspaper in China are still relatively blank and passionate. Among them, the young people still have faith and are in opposition to the foreigners' capital behind the wharf. This has led to the inability of the great powers to copy the domestic public opinion to cover up the sky.

So various media reported on the shooting incidents, and even a few young reporters ran into the workers' dormitory for interviews, but they didn't come out even if they died... Their names suddenly became popular.

There are dangers, but when it becomes the focus of current affairs, it is impossible for the dock to really hire the conspiracy party to silence the verdict, and the freight company cannot afford public opinion, so it simply announced the closure and layoffs.

A large number of dock workers were unemployed. Due to the shooting incident, there were many angry people, but they basically led to public opinion to hate foreigners. Without the constraints of foreigners' rules, anger broke out, and various interviews filled the newspaper's pages.

In other words, this temporarily unemployed group has good organizational, full physical fitness, and ideological basis for hating foreigners... and the most important thing is that they are poor and desperate now, and newspaper interviews will not solve their livelihood problems.

In this case, Ji Lun asked the prince, grandson, Liu Ji and the other four to win over old workers. They should not only avoid the abolished slaves, but also have the courage. It is best to have a certain military foundation or physical and personality conditions suitable for the army. They originally planned to recruit three squads, but unexpectedly, there were many qualified ones, and there were seventy selected...

The company was not fully reorganized, in order to better be inadequate than to be indiscriminate. Ji Lun was preparing to add some soldiers in this urban village. The conditions were not mature before, so it can only be said to be a prelude...

There is no way to use fierce measures in the city. Ji Lun is not optimistic about how many people can join in sincerely, but taking away a few young people is also sowing seeds. This team will eventually go to the countryside outside the city.

"It's not those inexplicable theories, but the biggest source of troops in the countryside." Ji Lun thought to himself: "The most important thing is that there is no place for me to establish and develop in the city."

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In the dilapidated village, twenty or thirty young men in black were walking, surrounded by a short and strong man with a cigar in his mouth. Each of them looked bad, his waist was bulging, and he occupied the road, like a crab, making pedestrians afraid to hide, and whispered: "Qingshui Gang..."

"Action Team..."

"I'm going to be lynched again, no one cares..."

"The chief of the police station and the captain of the operation are all his brothers..."

When they were about to reach the entrance of the village, the short and strong man saw the crowded villagers and citizens. No one responded to him. He took off the cigar and pressed it on a citizen's shoulder and put it out. In the other party's anger and terrified eyes, he was cold: "Go and call the police..."

The man was pissed and the gunman in black laughed. The short and strong man was not satisfied with his subordinates' casualness, so he didn't stop him and snorted: "Is this here?"

A thin man leading the way shouted in front of the crowd and made way for a passage, and was greatly satisfied with the awe of the villagers looking at him... and the awe-inspiring eyes of the people behind him. When he turned around and looked at the short and strong man, his face was filled with a pleasing and inviting credit, and he nodded and bowed: "Yes, Brother Han, those workers gathered here, and the four murderers who killed our members of the Qingshui Gang... I was still standing here yesterday, and there were little thieves from the countryside... I thought it was a gun with a wooden stick, and I laughed to death... Look, now they are standing on wooden stakes with their backs to us, this is not stupid..."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Brother Han suddenly kicked the thin man into the passage and took out his pistol: "Everyone rushed in and caught the murderer for me. I dared to arrest him, and I will kill him..."

"Yes! Brother Han!"

Qingshui Gang rushed in, waved his pistol and said a few warnings, shouting: "Qingshui Gang Operation Team! The idle people are waiting to disperse!"

"There are all in one row!" The military whistle sounded.

Brother Han was shocked and his steps slowed down. He was experienced and hid in the crowd. Qingshui helped the gunmen rush in and was stunned. He saw that he had just turned his back to the village entrance and turned with the sound of the command... it was not neat, but the black hole muzzle that he put down... was a real gun.

"preparation……"

The idle people at the entrance of the village suddenly scattered: "Don't block the way..."

"It's going to be reunited-"

"Run quickly-"

When they saw the previous exercise, whoever dared to shoot in front of the shooting direction would be unlucky. However, the new gunman responded half a beat slower. Even Brother Han, who was interested in retreating, was half confused and used to saying more harsh words: "I'll ask you boss to come out..."

"Cheer!" Sun Jin shouted a command.

The soldiers who were workers had hesitated for a moment. They were clearly pointing at the enemy's pistol and could not pull the trigger... But in front of them, the six or seven veterans selected from the first row were already following the four commanders of Wang Sun Liu Ji, aiming at the party gunmen who rushed in. The muzzle flashed in a row...

Not far away from the phone booth, a man nervously called: "Police Department, police station, I have a gunfight here. It's the gangsters who grabbed the territory and fired, yes, they all fired. If you don't believe me, listen..."

Screaming...crying...crying...begging for mercy...gunshot.

"Did you hear it?" He was depressed and weakened to the phone, but he was already desperate, until a voice: "Call the police immediately..."

"Feither soldier, get bayonet!"

"kill--"

In the end, Brother Han, who was hiding behind, lie on the ground and escaped to death, raised his hands high, and tears were intertwined on his fierce face: "Give up your life! Jun Ye can spare your life!"

Stepping, the military boots appeared in his sight, and the acting platoon leader Liu Lin walked up to him: "I heard that you are looking for us, and you can kill me?"

"Misunderstanding, everything is a misunderstanding..."

"Tie him to me on a wooden stake!" A row leader Wang Rong ordered, scanning the cringing recruits: "Those who did not shoot will step forward, put a bayonet, and finish the knife on the ground!"

"You dare--" Brother Han tore off the acting mask that cried and confessed, and shouted loudly: "My director Ma of the police station and I are brothers, I... I have just called someone to call the police. You rebel bandits are not running away..."

The voice had a momentum, but under the supervision of the veterans, the soldiers rushed forward with a nervous and distorted face, suppressing the fear of facing the enemy's gun, and making a louder roar: "Ahhhhhh--"

The wounded gangsters lying on the ground also screamed "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The scene was so bloody that the villagers peeked at their room far and near, and the citizens fainted. Even though they were bold enough to think that they were watching or even laughing at them before, they couldn't help but feel scared. Someone hurried in the phone booth: "It's over, it's over, the fire is over, and the Qingshui Gang's operation team is dead..."

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After a moment, patrol cars rushed over and stopped at the entrance of the village.

The sound of opening and closing the door was closed. Dozens of black-skinned patrolmen with live ammunition jumped out of the car and held their shields to protect themselves. They looked nervous but not afraid. No gang dared to activate guns in front of the police, which was almost the same as rebellion...

The patrol captain also jumped out of the car and raised the horn with great momentum: "The bandits inside immediately put down their weapons and came out to surrender. You are surrounded..."

Wow!

A blood-red military flag was hung in the village. The patrol captain was startled and hesitated: "Which unit are you brothers? Why don't you go to the military camp? Haiju City is a big city, not in the countryside. We have not received any notice that you are coming to Haiju City."

"Now you get it."

Ji Lun covered his white handkerchief between his mouth and nose, reached out and waved away the smoke and faint mist on the battlefield... and walked to him ignoring the rain of bullets on both sides.

"..." The patrol brigade responded nervously, and he paused until he looked at Quan Jilun's banner and number, and his aggressive look. He calmed down for a long time. While looking through the ID and number, he observed the small team... and then he checked the police force to retreat.

A burst of cheers broke out in the Yunwu Company, which had originally suppressed the confrontation... and won a battle.

The villagers were watching, no one said anything

At this time, his attitude changed a little. When Ji Lun returned to the room and wanted to rest, little Helen came over and said, "The thief found out from the child."

"Stealing the thief?"
Chapter completed!