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Booker slowly climbed down the cable of the airship airbag until he broke into the cockpit, then knew that he had boarded the Revolutionary Army ship.

The leader of the Colombian rebel army is here, a black woman named Daisy, accompanied by her officers. They raised their guns at Booker.

"Don't get excited." Booker raised his hands and squinted his eyes quickly. Nine people, eight men, one woman, all blacks, if there is a conflict, regardless of death and injury, Booker can resolve the battle in about three minutes.

"Dear white sir, what is it doing to come to our boat?" Daisy's indifferent ridicule did not seem to be intimate.

Booker frowned. "You follow the First Lady all the way."

"Scrap iron torn to pieces by the Nightingale." Daisy instructed her guard to collect Booker's equipment. "You haven't answered my question yet, Assassin."

"I fell from that boat, thank you for your boat, otherwise I would have fallen to death."

"I never believe in coincidences, especially in this Columbia." Daisy's plump lips rolled up, reminding Booker of the herbivorous cow, "Give me a reason not to kill you."

"I am not from Colombia, I come from the surface."

"Who isn't it." They laughed, and the guard next to Booker gently scratched the edge of the trigger with his fingernail, making a faint chucking sound.

"The point is not that." Booker said. "The point is that we have a common enemy. Comstock, the ruler of Colombia, and the ruling class of Colombia."

"The Revolutionary Army refuses to join the White Pig, but we can cooperate." Daisy tilted her head, her expression was dark and quiet, showing a kind of warmth and coldness, the same as all white colonists.

"Do you call yourself the Voice of the People so carelessly like this!" Booker roared angrily. His words were so intense and sudden that everyone shuddered.

Daisy stared into Booker's eyes nervously. "What do you want to say?"

"It is really shameless for the revolutionary army to reject the white-skinned pigs. If you say that you people of color feel that they are oppressed, you must return your anger to all white people. Who do you think is hurt more? Who benefits more? Scots are discriminated against in Colombia like you do. Do you think they are not white? I only ask one question, do you think you are the voice of the people or the voice of black? Answer me!"

The officers hesitated, Daisy turned her head slightly away from Booker's gaze, "Of course it is the voice of the people. We represent the people of Funkton..."

"Don't change the subject. The people of Finkton are the people you call them. Are the people in the main city of Colombia?"

"Those are just white masters!" the officers answered.

"Many employees of companies, they also have nothing, they are also oppressed and exploited, can you say that they are masters?"

"They treat us as fiercely!"

"That's because of a lie! The white people at the bottom are living in a difficult situation, but their life pressure is transferred to the lower-paid people of color and the Scots, so that they can be complacent and forget the fact that they are slaves. They are us. Our partners, and some of your so-called aristocratic lords, can also be won by us. If you are so ignorant and lack theoretical guidance, you will never succeed. Without charisma, you will only bring brutality. This brutality cannot Change the Colombian system. After the fire is extinguished, Comstock and his disciples will make a comeback."

The officers were shocked, "Come on to the podium, please!"

Daisy pursed her mouth, unconsciously flinched two steps, "What is your name? Who are you?"

"Booker DeWitt. Hello, my name is Booker DeWitt."

"We need to talk separately."

"Yes." Booker nodded. After the officers had left, he revealed his heart to the leader of People's Voice, "I will help you as much as possible. I have always been assisting the revolutionary cause in the Far East. Strictly speaking, I will not Not a complete revolutionist, but I know how people become revolutionaries. You need my help, and I need your help. I need you to help me overthrow the rule of the prophet and defeat the one named Nightingale’s monster, then rescued a girl."

"A girl? Who is she? What does it have to do with you?"

Booker pursed his lips, "It's just a poor man, we just met a little while ago."

"Are you willing to take such a risk for a stranger you just met? I don't believe that you are either a madman who despises life, or you have fallen in love with that girl."

"No, it's just that I owe her. I owe her a debt, which I need to pay at all costs."

Daisy is a decisive person. According to Colombian official reports, she was once the maid of the first lady, but she shamelessly murdered the lady and fled with donations.

"It's not the case." She explained.

"I'm not a judge. If you need a confession, I suggest you find a lawyer." Booker looked serious, and there was always anxiousness between his eyes. "Time is pressing. I will tell you the real theory in the shortest time. I want to bring you Paris in 1871. Finkton needs to unite closely, and the white proletarians in the main city also need to unite. At the same time, we need clear discipline within our team. It may be done quickly, half a month. , It may take a long time, half a year. I can’t do everything by myself. You are the leader of the People’s Voice. Allow me the honor to introduce you to two Germans and a Russian. I hope you will turn all your hatred into The enthusiasm for learning, let's get started."

…

The power of the revolutionary army cannot be underestimated. Booker was surprised to find that their total strength has actually surpassed the Colombian garrison, but they are at an absolute disadvantage in the contest between weapons and abilities. Since Booker joined, the new program has created a naive but reliable vanguard within the ranks of the Voice of the People. The mobilization ability of the Revolutionary Army has been greatly increased for a while, and the workers, vagrants and abandoned in Finkton People have joined in. In just one week, the number of reserve team members reached 2,000, which is almost the total number of all adults in Finkton.

They occupied the workshops of Fink Industries, looking for experienced gunsmiths to design production lines. A large amount of guns and ammunition flowed out of the factories and equipped them on soldiers of the Revolutionary Army. Accordingly, the garrison was cut off from the supply of weapons.

After the factory area was completely "occupied", new bad news was published in Colombian newspapers. The Voice of the People occupied several important ports and cut off most of the trade routes between Colombia and the ground. The Voice of the People finally recovered from the disease. Developed into an enemy threatening the rule of the Prophet.

Booker has a hunch that he has done a great job. uukanshu.com If Colombia can really become a cutting-edge revolutionary force, then with its excellent scientific and technological capabilities and military standards, what tremendous changes will it bring to the whole world? Even if New Colombia still maintains an isolation policy, the symbolic meaning of its existence can already be inspiring. Paris, Paris is in Colombia, and the tragedy of 1871 will not be staged.

Thinking of this, he couldn't wait to get Elizabeth back, and Booker wanted to share this joy with her. Twenty-two days have passed since she was taken away by Nightingale at this time.

Finally, after investigating in various places, Booker received news from a spy who was responsible for the kitchen work in the police station. A girl suspected of Elizabeth had appeared at the Columbia Police Department headquarters. About two days ago, she was taken to the prophet Comstock’s Mansion.

The Voice of the People is willing to draw a 300-man armed force to help Booker, but will not cooperate with the launch of the general offensive. This rescue operation should be resolved quickly. If the delay is too long, the continuous guards will take Booker and them all. Annihilate.

In order to stop the possible biochemical monster Nightingale, the Revolutionary Army will send two giant arm craftsmen. Such a team is already considered luxurious. Booker thanked these friends for their help, packed up his clothes, and took advantage of the night to get on the airship and set off.