The puppets' stage play

"Apply for a strategic strike, covering a radius of hundreds of miles."

"Ding, your application does not meet the regulations, please reapply in 40 seconds."

"Apply for a strategic strike and carry out a saturation strike centered on the captain's signal."

"Ding, your application does not comply with human rights, please reapply in 41 seconds."

The adjutant continued to submit the application with an expressionless expression while acting.

The time has gone from 10 seconds at the beginning to 42 seconds now. Each rejection will reduce the weight and requeue.

"Ding, because your applications are too frequent and there are a large number of invalid applications, your permission is now blocked for 24 hours. I hope you can correct it next time!"

His heart felt like it was sinking into an abyss, falling straight but unable to see the bottom, but there was no despair.

Because the captain's voice and appearance are his only light in the darkness!

Although the captain may not remember him, when he was in the orphanage, he was bullied because of his thin body. Only when he came to express condolences did he have some peace.

That day, he huddled in the toilet alone and cried. The captain walked in with a calm look. He quickly lowered his voice for fear of being discovered.

"People need to be self-reliant, and help from others is in vain." The captain went to the toilet, hinting at something, and then left.

He timidly walked out of the toilet. The captain later reported that some children had bad tempers and bullied others, so calm returned to him.

He longed for the self-confidence that was not afraid of other people's words, and worked hard to find a good family and leave the nightmare place of his past.

After going through a lot, he finally joined the other party's Huanguang Brigade. Of course, he had also heard that the captain offended many people due to his tough temper and was suppressed to become the captain.

He is full of confidence that he has not been idle all these years in vain. With his own strategy, he will definitely promote the other party to the top! Faced with his own rhetoric, the captain smiled helplessly and agreed with him casually.

Then I received this mission...

At this moment, in Haizhou City.

The roads outside Fuguang Street were filled with people and traffic jams. The command robot issued warnings, but it did not affect people at all.

People were full of excitement, gathered in small groups, and looked inside with interest. Three or two safety team members were anxiously circling outside, unable to push away the crowd.

After all, this doesn't happen in one place.

"Protest against unfair treatment! We are intelligent creatures! Not beasts"

"Please stand up bravely. Today it is violence against us, but it will be you tomorrow! Don't let us die in silence."

"Think about the pets in your home, will they harm you? Some of them have joined us. We pursue peace and come with goodwill."

In the center, a masked man in a gray robe is holding a sign, and in the center is still showing the oppression of demons by various individual armed forces. The demons are running around, looking panicked, and the armed men are laughing and teasing each other.

There were also various scenes of individual armed soldiers killing innocent small beasts, moving the corpses around. What they thought was a reasonable research move, but it gave everyone present a strong shock.

Most recently, the monsters couldn't bear the oppression, shouted slogans, and poured out of the blockade with unwillingness, but were ruthlessly attacked by the academy's magic light brigade. The Black King finally appeared on the screen.

The safety team members panicked, something big had really happened now!

He looked furious at the unbearable audience on the video screen, and his suppressed angry words immediately emerged from them.

"Everyone, we came here with sincerity and praying for peace, but we didn't expect these people to attack us indiscriminately."

The Black King's eyes were red and he shouted: "What did we do wrong? To deserve such treatment!"

"Why do we always get no response to our demands? Why are our lives at stake?"

The audience was silent, and the emotion that was originally about watching the excitement turned into a heavy one.

"What on earth can we do to make you believe us? I beg you, look at this reality. The weak are allowed to be bullied. We have no way to complain. Who gave the order?"

"Who can tell us how to do it..." Black King said in a low voice, and the audience sighed, hatred flashed in their eyes, but they felt helpless.

"Here we are, people live very harmoniously with us, we help each other and are very close..."

A scene of the demons and the shanty towns having a meal flashed across the screen. The two parties were singing, laughing, and joking with each other. The bold child climbed onto the dog demon and grabbed its nose. The dog demon laughed, with tenderness in its eyes.

People are building houses on one side. The rat demon is running around diligently, handing them various tools, which is particularly harmonious. The cat demon jumps to the roof and fixes the holes with concentration. The humans below are talking about precautions and waving to each other. thank.

People watching could not help but feel enriched by this extremely vivid and interesting scene, and smiles appeared on their cheeks.

But the good times didn't last long. A certain white individual soldier broke into the scene, with a lightsaber in his hand and killed the monsters. The hearts of the viewers tightened, and the enviable figure in the past became hateful at this moment.

"Run! Run!" Some emotional people even shouted out, but their words aroused the emotions of other people, and the sound became loud for a while.

"Run!!!"

The scene is not stopped by everyone's support, and the cruelty continues.

The roof was broken into two pieces, the runner was torn into pieces, and the one that had just left the house was split horizontally. The newly repaired house became tattered and older, and the ground was covered with gravel.

People tried to rescue the monsters, but to no avail. In a blink of an eye, corpses were everywhere, and people stood there with numb expressions.

The white armed man took a step forward, intending to negotiate some information.

Snap, a stone fell to the ground.

The rider's eyes were confused, and the crowd on the opposite side picked up the gravel from the ground, their eyes full of anger.

Bang, bang!

He looked embarrassed and smashed the stones in a circle, these guys!

"Get out of our homes, executioners!"

"Get out!"

The gravel flow came with anger, the white armor dodged left and right, the rider's face became more and more gloomy, and finally, he broke out!

The lightsabers were waved in their hands, blood danced in the crowd, and the participants looked stunned.

The audience was all stunned, and the scene was silent.

"A bunch of untouchables! How dare you do this to me!" The crowd was speechless, with deep hatred bursting out of their eyes.

When the onlookers heard this sentence, their eyes became profound. They put down their hands that were moving, and their solemn faces concealed the deep dissatisfaction that they usually hide.

They also knew that the upper-class people had always looked down on them, but they didn't expect to be exposed so nakedly in front of them. People smiled helplessly, which made them blindfold and ignore it.

The Black King's sad and angry voice came from it, and his figure was a little rickety.

"So, please support us, please don't ignore us anymore, we are all human beings!!!"

The crowd was suddenly moved, their faces looking around in search of some kind of recognition, and their previously dull eyes now exuded a divine light. The salarymen threw away their bags, the children threw away their schoolbags, the housewives dropped their advertising flyers, and the fashionable women dropped their lipstick.

They looked relaxed and smiled at each other, with some expectation in their eyes.

Give up work.

Give up the future.

Abandoning family.

Abandon youth.

They were full of ideals and marched in unison, following the gray-robed figures of different shapes towards the center of the city.

Not only here, but also in the outer streets.

People set out lightly, smiling slightly with their neighbors, and the two silently joined the crowd.

Small merchants in shopping streets, shopkeepers and clerks closed their doors.

The traveler in tattered clothes pulled down his hood, walked calmly, and called his companions with a faint smile.

Fashionably dressed men and women hold hands and turn away from home.

The grey-haired coolies put on their formal clothes and joined in silently.

The safety team member took off his clothes, looked back at his family, laughed and left together.

The old man and the old ladies moved slowly, supporting each other and walking very steadily.

On Floating Second Street, young people are full of sincerity and have their own will in their steps.

Behind them, only the cold eyes and sarcastic smiles of real adults remained, and they remained unmoved.

The black work area is even more joyful. Those who have suffered from sadness, those young people who have been silent for many times are resolute. A certain young man looks back at a certain house with expectation in his eyes.

"Zhang Feng is leaving"

"Oh!" He responded quickly and followed.

The crowd is as silent as the ocean current, as vast as the sea. This is an invisible force, a river that is accumulating strength. It moistens things silently and usually leaves no trace.

Bit by bit, an unstoppable trend formed. The crowd moved forward silently, except for the loud voice of the leader in gray robe. They were not eager or panicked, and their eyes were focused on the front.

The flow of people kept moving forward without anyone blocking them, and they reached the mayor's building in the center of the city.

At this moment, the staff in the building were talking a lot, unable to concentrate on their work. There was both panic and impatience on their faces. They looked at the two people in front of the building.

Yang Zitao stared at the crowd downstairs with an expressionless face. Next to him, Li Jiang looked anxious and worried.

"So many people... need to be driven away as soon as possible——"

"Why the eviction?"

"You!" Li Jiang's words were stagnant, and he looked at the other party in surprise.

Yang Zitao turned around, with a strange light shining in his eyes. He was smiling, even though he had a solemn expression before.

"This is the voice of the masses, and it is their only weapon. I am happy for them, so how can I stop them?"

Peng!

Before Li Jiang could persuade him again, the door to the room was kicked open.

Congressman Han's figure appeared in front of him. He had a well-proportioned figure and a face as deep as marble. He was dressed in dark clothes with handmade brand names. His originally handsome face was filled with coldness.

He arrived in front of Yang Zitao in a few steps, accusing him angrily.

"My Minister Yang is so angry that his brows are burning, why don't you deal with it?!"

"Do you know how much money I wasted because of such a trivial matter?! You can't even afford to pay for it!"

"These untouchables don't play their virtual games, indulge in idol games, and shine for my wallet. Instead, they come here to block my way!"

"you--"

Peng! puff.

Yang Zitao kicked out, and Congressman Han caught it with his sharp eyesight and quick hands. There was some confusion in his eyes. Did the opponent take the wrong medicine? How dare you attack him openly!

Councilor Han then thought about it and sneered, not even Yan Sheng could protect him.

Yang Zitao's face was solemn. He listened to people's calls and couldn't help asking softly.

"Congressman Han, can't you hear the power contained in this?"

Congressman Han frowned. He was not stubborn and refused to listen to others' advice. He calmed down and listened for a moment, but he only heard some noise.

"It's just some noise, what should I care about?"

Yang Zitao laughed out loud, looking forward and backward with laughter.

"As expected, it's precisely because you can't hear that you feel at ease. You are indeed the biggest locusts!"

"Listen, that call will pull you down sooner or later."

Yang Zitao was deeply intoxicated, walked away from the two of them, and walked straight towards the door.

"Where are you going?" Li Jiang asked quickly.

"Join in!"

Yang Zitao's calm but firm voice came. Li Jiang's expression was tangled for a moment, but he finally didn't chase him out.

Congressman Han was quite interested at this time, and he teased Li Jiang.

"Aren't you going?"

"I'm not as naive as him," Li Jiang replied sincerely. Congressman Han sneered, but he agreed with the other party's decision.