bunny in another soap bubble

Shen Liang stood in front of the main entrance of City A's government building, watching the adjutant coldly as he arranged for the subordinates to switch defenses.

In the disaster relief operation after the earthquake two years ago, their team won the hearts of the people and offended the upper class.Concerned about the pennants sent by the crowd and the praise of the local newspapers, the superiors raised the military rank of the entire team by one level, and then dismantled them and threw them away.Now only Yi Yao has experience in military technology, and not all establishments can be assigned to him, so he is also incorporated into the 13th Army Team of City A along with him, and he is still his adjutant.

The 13th team has more people than his original team, so it seems that he is promising on the surface, but in fact he is rising and falling.Only those who are familiar with the internal situation of the army in City A know that the number 13 of the 1th team represents a pawn standing upright to the left, and the number three in the back represents two iron pots—not only their own pots, but also other people’s pots. ——The team number of the "Back to the Blame Team" is very vivid.

As the captain of the blame team, not to mention promotion, it is already a difficult operation just to be played because of the blame.

Before Shen Liang came this time, he heard about it: the soldiers from the previous team beat someone.

What is a negative start, this is it.

What made Shen Liang even more troublesome was that, perhaps due to the impact of the beating news, there were more and more demonstrators at the scene, and most of them were young people who were full of vigor.Not far away, the ordinary people who came one after another carrying cameras, food and drinks were more disturbed than the dozens of soldiers on their side who switched defenses together.

This matter is not easy to solve.

"Where's the person in charge of the relevant authorities?" After the handover, Shen Liang closed the signed document and asked the previous commander.In the final analysis, this is a group of unarmed citizens who want to explain. All the army can do is control the scene and cannot be responsible for the incident itself.

"Only the spokesperson of the PR department, left early." The commander, who had been staying in the air-conditioned room and never came out, didn't care about it at all, and gave Shen Liang a stack of PR drafts, patted his ass and slipped away.

After the change of defense was over, the previous player had to leave naturally, and Shen Liang couldn't stop him even if he wanted to. "Call the CIA liaison," he ordered the orderly. "If you don't mind, call again until they send someone."

He also doesn't like dealing with the Intelligence Agency, but the blame is too big for a mere army major to bear it.

However, before he could wait for the response from the Intelligence Agency, there was a new development on the front line.

"Report sir, the spreader has shown up, among the demonstrators."

……

——Fuck his grandma, it really is this gang of gangsters.

Looking at the familiar faces in the crowd, Shen Liang greeted the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the Returning Gang and the Bureau of Intelligence in his heart.

During the operation to suppress the Huihui gang and the hunt after the earthquake in Nanzhen in the western suburbs, when people from the Intelligence Bureau suddenly fell from the sky and made great efforts to catch these people, he vaguely felt that something was wrong.It's not that he has never dealt with him before returning to help him. Yan Wuxiang, Qin Ran and their idiots have the word "bad guy" engraved on their foreheads, but the word "patient" is probably holding the same meaning on their bodies. Can't even see it with a magnifying glass.

At that time, he only thought that the upper echelons of the CIA deliberately labeled the returnees as "infected" in order to use their power for personal gain. It is also possible, at least in part, that the accusation that the "author" lied in his interpretation ... is true.

The more he thought about it, the darker Shen Liang's face became.

The demonstrators didn't know whether to use chairs or boxes, in short, they set up a small platform among the crowd, and a young man with a kind face stood on it with a loudspeaker.

Shen Liang's memory is good enough, and he recognized the boy who "raised the rabbit to commit murder" in the Jingyan Hotel. He was a new face at that time.Just looking at this age, one can tell that the Returning Gang is not a veteran.

——Putting out a child as an archery target, Yan Wu has done a lot after fleeing for two years, tsk.

While Shen Liang had doubts about the intelligence agency, it did not prevent him from despising the so-called whistle-blowers.

Before he could finish his inner monologue, the noisy discussion of the demonstrators was cut through by a sharp high-pitched sound from the loudspeaker.

"Cough, hello, my name is Tu Zi."

As soon as he came up, he declared himself to be his family, and the onlookers, the defending soldiers, and the demonstrators who had no core to help set up the stage all rushed forward.

Taking advantage of the sudden silence of the crowd, Tu Zi continued: "My companions and I are posting information on the Internet to expose the government's concealment of the 'Semele virus', in order to hunt down innocent citizens, and in these so-called 'infected people' Those who conduct inhumane experiments on those who use them as weapons for power struggle...all kinds of evil deeds."

After saying this, everyone was amazed, and there was another quarrel at the scene, and the flashlight in the reporter's hand flickered like crazy.

Tu Zi resisted the urge to cover his face, closed his eyes, and pronounced each sentence more clearly, "The evidence we have obtained through years of open and unannounced investigations is here."

Behind him, the brothers and sisters of the rehabilitated party pulled up and held up banners, strips, cardboard...all of which were copies of the evidence they had selected.

"Those who were treated inhumanely were not only those who were unreasonably arrested, but also those who had sincerely believed in the lies of the Rehabilitation Party and voluntarily accepted the so-called "isolation" or were sent to "isolation camps" by their parents. , simple citizens, children."

The mothers in the audience listened and sobbed silently.

"Our request is very simple." Tu Zi took a deep breath, and his words were sonorous: "Please ask the person in charge of the government to confess the complete truth, completely stop the search for the so-called 'infected persons', and release all innocently imprisoned adults and children, so that the They hoard with their families and parents!"

"Yes!!" As soon as Tu Zi's voice fell, the demonstrators around immediately responded.

"Get the baby out!"

"Give me back my son!"

"my daughter……"

"I want to see my brother!"

"Let go!"

"Yes! Let them go!"

"Let go!"

"Let me go!" "Let me go!" "Let me go!" "Let me go!" "Let me go!" "Let me go!"...

After a chaotic clamor, the demonstrators found a common demand - to see their families again.So the shouting became more and more orderly, and gradually became rhythmic, and the shouts shook the sky.

Faced with such a boiling public sentiment, Shen Liang's head calmed down instead.Putting those little doubts into the corner of his heart, he silently took a breath of the humid summer air, and called the orderly over.

"Has there been a response from the Intelligence Agency?"

"Report sir," in fact, the phone that the orderly still held in his hand already indicated the answer, "...no."

Flipping through the public relations draft in his hand again, Shen Liang looked gloomy.

He already understood why Yan Wuxiang would shrink back and act like a turtle—that young man was so useful, he looked clean and sincere, not at all like a criminal who mobilized people to make trouble and uttered wild words.Such a young man stands on the stage and politely announces his name as soon as he opens his mouth. The onlookers don't have to think too much, the truth must be on his side.In contrast, if he responds according to these PR drafts in him, he will only look like a tough repeater.

— but he couldn't help but respond.

The soldiers from the previous team had already beaten someone, raising the incident to another level.If he and his troops remain silent, the masses will not calm down, and they may even misjudge the situation due to the passive response of the troops and further attack the defense line.

"This pot is getting more and more..."

"Sir?" The messenger didn't hear what Shen Liang was muttering, and thought he had other orders.

"Xiao Li," Shen Liang sighed, and stuffed the public relations draft in Xiao Bing's arms, "It's raining in iron pots, rather than just staying there and being crushed to death, why don't you take care of it and fold it up, how much can you hold?" How much to take."

Orderly: "...?"

The heels of his shoes rubbed against the ground, Shen Liang stepped up the few steps in front of the main entrance of the government building, and picked up the microphone connected to the loudspeaker.

"...I am the captain of the 13th Army Team stationed in City A, Major Shen Liang."