bunny in another soap bubble

Tu Zi's bold proposal aroused discussions that lasted a whole day and night.

In the end, Yanmo, who was the most questioned, compromised and reached a consensus on the premise of not disclosing the plan to other protesters in advance.

"Just a few of us..." On the day when there was a change in the periphery of the Renewal Party's army formation, Yan Mo wandered into the stairwell, and met Lang Ya who was sorting out the supplies through the light from the skylight, "Do you think it's really possible?" Break through the newborn party's defense line?" Looking at the busy back on the ground with cold eyes, he couldn't help but ask.

Lang Ya didn't glance at him, just cleaned up, "Don't let the ex-radicals participate... Isn't that what you proposed?"

Yan Mo wasn't contradicting himself, "I'm really worried that they haven't given up on using that tower to control others, but if it's possible to succeed with fewer than ten people..." He wasn't sure either.

"Anyway, even if all the members are mobilized, it's not enough to confront the defenders of the rehabilitated party head-on. It's better for us to attack them by surprise. As long as we create a gap, everything will be fine." Lang Ya said calmly, "It's better to go up together It’s good to sacrifice together.”

Concentrating on tidying up his things, Lang Ya turned around, and He saw that Yan Mo was still standing there, with his head bowed and silent.

"Lang Ya." Seeing that Lang Ya was about to leave, Yan Mo asked again, "What if... if someone wants to attack after we finish Tong Quan?" At that time, a small number of people will have no advantage up.

"At that time, try to stop it, at least until the message is sent out and someone responds." After Lang Ya answered, he hesitated for a moment, stepped forward and patted Yan Mo on the shoulder, "Yan Mo, don't think so much."

This Yan Mo often has a dark face and is covered in shady scenes, making people forget who he is.But in the final analysis, he is just a student from a peaceful world like Tu Zi.

"Fight when you have something to do," Lang Ya said, with a calm expression, "Isn't that what our sentries are good at?"

Yan Mo was stunned.

He thought of a sentence he had heard before—the famous quotes and pictures circulating on the Internet said it was said by Guan Mingyuan, but there was no way to study it——

——“The guide is the spear, the sentinel is the shield.”

In the battle for freedom and tomorrow, the guide acts as a vanguard to connect all wills to move forward, while the responsibility of the sentinel is to protect the progress of the world from being obstructed by malicious intentions.

He was a sentinel who graduated with honors from the academy, but he was reminded by a sentinel who grew up in a different world, what the spirit of a sentinel is.

Lang Ya ignored the troubled Yan Mo, and went to find Tu Zi after finishing his own business.

At the moment when all the cadres were awake and ready to act at any time, Tu Zi nestled in the middle of the pile of supplies in the corner, not knowing what to write.

"What is this?" Lang Ya looked over and saw a bunch of inexplicable pinyin.

"The message will be sent at that time." Tu Zi wrote while looking at the mobile phone translation, "It must be translated into major languages ​​in advance..."

"..." Lang Ya didn't know whether to complain about this, "Isn't the spiritual message of your guide language-agnostic?"

"Hmm..." He weighed the thickness of the small note, and Tu Zi stuffed it into his breast pocket, "Theoretically, this is true for individual to individual, but I don't know the situation of the tower, just in case. "Speaking, Tu Zi straightened up and hugged Lang Ya's waist, "...the main reason is that I don't know what else to do."

Everyone is uneasy, but there is not much preparation that can be done.

Lang Ya hugged Tu Zi, patted his head lightly, and pulled him up from the ground.

"...Go to the bathroom." Lang Ya also said, "There are three urgencies for people to save themselves from being dispatched in an emergency."

"Ha ha……"

……

The process of mobilizing troops in cities is time-consuming, cumbersome, and quite disturbing.Despite the obvious urging attitude from above, the mobilization started in the early morning and dragged on until dusk.

The abnormal and hasty transfer caused a lot of restlessness between the army and the police, and the people who were driven out complained even more.

Under various frictions, conflicts erupted in the atrium of the fountain in the casino area of ​​City A.

A team of police officers pointed out that gathering in the atrium violated martial law and ordered the road show singers and audience there to disband immediately. The public retorted that the place was private land belonging to casinos and hotels and strongly refused.The police warned the crowd to no avail, they forcibly removed the performance tools, and injured the dancers and singers who blocked them.

"What are you looking at! The performance is over! Still not leaving?" The police captain shouted at the people surrounding him, "Call the team!"

The people who saw the whole process felt dissatisfied and dared not make a sound for a while.But the police force walked less than 100 meters away and before they got into the police car, they heard the faint melody again.

The captain suddenly turned his head and saw the singer who had been beaten paralyzed on the ground. He sat up again holding the broken speaker, and while beating the cracked speaker with his right hand, he opened and closed his lips, hummed the song with a sneer, and sang more and more. louder.

"... Can you hear the heartbeat in my chest... As long as you believe, there will be no darkness in the world..."

"Damn it." The captain cursed, "You dare to sing this kind of song?!"

He turned around and led his team to catch the singer, but just as he took the step, he was almost hit by a glass bottle falling from the sky.

"Get out!!" Immediately after the glass bottle fell to the ground, there was such a voice, "I have been bored for so many days and can't listen to a song?!" The sound was like a bell, but no one could see which room in the hotel above it came from from.

If there is one, there are two. With such a glass bottle, the tense atmosphere of the scene was broken, and soon one after another was thrown down from the upstairs. Many people who were still in the atrium picked it up and were picked up by the police. The broken pieces of objects were thrown back towards the police officers.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, the police team retreated temporarily. When reinforcements were called back, there was no living person in the atrium, except for debris and debris on the ground. Only the orderly singing lingered among several buildings.

— are singing "hear".

The singing of hundreds of thousands of people was powerful, coupled with the fact that debris falling from high places from time to time was hard to guard against, and the police force was rushing to complete the deployment task before the time limit, and finally had to choose to retreat.

But the casino district isn't the only place where conflict erupts, and like sparks, the song can start a fire.The sound from the casino area was transmitted to the nearby shopping area, and the response from the shopping area was transmitted to the nearby transportation hub. Slowly, after a few months, the melody of "hearing" spread in the air of City A again.

At this time, Tu Zi and others had already lurked near the Panlong Valley, waiting for a suitable opportunity.

"Tong Quan still hasn't shown up." Tu Xingyao monitored the situation from a height.

Qiao Song, who cut off the power at any time, returned to the safe house he had prepared and monitored the overall situation, "Since I found out that there was a mobilization outside the city to get you ready to start, he has disappeared for several days, and he may have passed through some secret passage The possibility that has entered the valley."

"There is indeed a secret research institute at the bottom of the valley." Lang Ya has been there before.

"Then when shall we do it?" Yan Mo asked.

"...Wait," Tu Xingyao's voice suddenly came from the communicator again, "Did you hear that? Someone is singing—"

"—Someone is singing 'heard'..." Huang Chen carefully opened the secret door a little, and listened attentively.

But the singing became louder and louder, and soon anyone who wasn't a sentinel could hear it clearly.

"You also have them over there?" Qiao Song was surprised, which means that almost the entire city A has them.

"Then..." Tu Zi swallowed, and looked at his companions.

Lang Ya nodded, and the others also took a deep breath.

"—Go." Qiao Song was not there, so he could understand what they meant, his voice was smiling, "There is no better time than this moment."

"As long as you believe, there will be no one to stop you."

In this real moment, who can stop.

- We were born to make history.