Chapter 94: Roar the Yangtze River and the Yellow River!
It's another sunny day.
A red sun has jumped out of the clouds on the horizon, shining its bright red light on the faces of everyone on Maguan Mountain.
It's already eight o'clock in the morning. Maguan is now crowded with people.
In fact, the final resolution of the Presbyterian Council, including the quarrels and Lin Qi's choice... were spread almost immediately after the meeting.
Then, all night long, the entire Revenge Harbor could not sleep...
When the Presbyterian Hui, Lin Qi and others rushed to Maguan, what they saw was the mountain... already dark and full of human figures.
It seemed that they had been shouting in the city all night last night and were already tired. It seemed that they could hardly make any more noise. Everyone was silently staring at the carriages of the Presbyterian Church and the one following them...
Phoenix spreads its wings.
In the silence of the crowd, the carriage team arrived at the platform at the top of the hill.
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The Shimonoseki Platform is a flat mountainous area large enough to accommodate hundreds of thousands of people. Every time the Revenge Army naval artillery fleet sets off, it will pass by the sea under the cliff, receive the people's blessings, and go to the battlefield.
But today, here, we have experienced an extremely shameful scene.
The platform is close to the front of the cliff, and there is an open space among the surging but silent crowd. Dozens of guards wearing strange red uniforms formed a large circle, pointing their sharp bayonets at the crowd, with arrogant and disdainful expressions.
On the faces of the group of guards.
In their center, in front of a circle of tables and chairs that had already been arranged, Sartre was already waiting there with Nelson and some of the kingdom's diplomats.
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"Oh, gentlemen and ladies, and my dear Qi, you are welcome to come."
He proudly opened his arms to the elders who got off the carriage. When he saw the girl getting off the last carriage, his eyes lit up.
The girl was still wearing a straight black military uniform. Her face was very pale, but her eyebrows were still full of stubbornness. As the night passed, her expression seemed to have become colder. A kind of light gray color that was more sorrowful than heartbroken had left her.
It came out thickly on the body.
Everyone's expressions were indifferent.
They walked silently to the seats that Xilu had arranged for them.
A look of anger flashed in Sartre's eyes.
Hum, in a few minutes, all of you, including you, will be mine... Why are you putting on such a stinky air?
He stared at Lin Qi and thought proudly, but his sunny smile returned.
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"Gentlemen, your response is very cold. Do you blame me for not seeing the two Dukes behind me to greet you? You can look at the sea in the distance. Yes, they are performing their duties on the battle fleet and serving us.
Protect the maritime borders. And after we sign the treaty, we will celebrate our victory and reunification with a small...battle bombardment display. So yes, I would like to express my sincere apologies to you on their behalf."
He bowed gracefully and walked back to his seat.
"The time has come, then, should we sign the treaty?"
He looked at the silent crowd with a smile, then signed his name on the two documents and stamped them. Then, he handed the documents to the great elder beside him.
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The great elder took the document with trembling hands. He hesitated and opened the pen. But he refused to put it down.
He raised his eyes and looked around.
Almost everyone in Vengeance Harbor gathered on this hill, and everyone looked at him and the tip of his pen. The old people's weathered faces were filled with sadness. The young people's expressions were full of resentment and anger. Everyone
They all stared at him in silence, a sense of helplessness and sadness overflowing over the horse gate.
Gradually, low and suppressed cries continued to sound in the crowd. Although the warm sunshine shone on everyone, the atmosphere was still gloomy and cold. It was like a deep rainy night.
Only the children... they were still looking around curiously, with innocent and innocent expressions on their faces. They looked at their parents with confusion, and awkwardly wiped the tears on their faces. Some of them started to cry in confusion.
Some people seemed to be at a loss as to what to do.
Children...
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The great elder sighed senilely again, picked up the pen, and looked at the document in his hand again.
"Mom, please stop crying...if you don't like it here, can we go back? It's going to rain. Why don't you go home and collect your clothes?"
A childish little girl's voice suddenly sounded in the crowd, interrupting the great elder's movements.
Everyone looked at it together.
I saw where the sound originated, a middle-aged woman holding a child, who was crying silently in the crowd.
Hearing the little girl's words, the middle-aged mother's face suddenly showed a trace of confusion: "It's not going to rain. Be good, nanny, and don't talk nonsense. If you are obedient and wait until you get home, mother...mother is like you that time
If you get double hundred points, I will boil half an egg for you as a reward."
She wiped her tears and coaxed softly.
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"But it's thundering in the sky, and the teacher said it will rain when it thunders." The little girl had a childlike look on her face.
"It's such a sunny day, how could there be thunder?"
The middle-aged mother said quickly. However, in her ears, she seemed to faintly hear some strange muffled thunder-like sounds that were like thunder but not thunder... She looked up in confusion...
There is nothing in the sky.
She looked at her child angrily.
"But it's really strange. The direction the Sun comes out is to the east, so...so...well, it's the north! Mom, look, there are many birds flying neatly in the north, and they also drag their long tails.
The flashing tails are so beautiful... They seem to be flying towards us."
However, the little girl in her mother's arms pointed at the sky seriously and spoke extremely seriously. Following her clear childish voice, a certain... explosion in the air seemed to be getting louder and louder!
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People suddenly turned to the direction of the little girl's finger. Amidst the deep sonic boom, hundreds of small black dots trailing brilliant trails were already appearing and disappearing in the northern horizon under the golden-red sunshine!
What is that? Flying in the sky... at such a fast speed... Demonic War in the Sky?
But how is it possible that there are so many? Impossible! Even if there is a demonic battle in the entire White Star Sky, there probably won’t be hundreds of them!
The crowd suddenly became commotion, and more and more people noticed something strange on the horizon.
As the small black dots in the field of vision grow larger, their shapes gradually become clearer.
Under the sun, the color of shining steel suddenly jumped into everyone's eyes. They did look like birds, with a sharp streamlined head. A small dot on it was shining dazzlingly in the sun. They looked like birds.
There are two wings that extend diagonally backwards, and there are also two small tail wings. Their brilliant streamer trails seem to have something sprayed out from their tails.
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"No! It's not a human! That's...the legendary...magic fighter?!"
A person suddenly remembered the legend passed down by old people.
"But their heads are pointed, and there is no propeller on the nose. How do they fly? And the speed is wrong. How can it be so fast! Also, what is that long tail flame? Is it the same as the pure one?
The color of the magic energy is very similar... Also, even if it is a magic energy fighter plane, where do they come from? That's the sea over there..."
Another person murmured.
The great elder's pen had already fallen on the table, and he looked to the north with doubts. Where did this magic fighter come from? Could it be that the people from the Western Continent have reproduced the technology of the magic fighter, but also adjusted them?
Come to show off your power?
His face became paler, and he looked in the direction of Sartre, only to find that Sartre and his followers were staring at the north in stunned silence, as if... they had also seen something incredible.
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Lin Qi's cold expression seemed to reveal a trace of shock. She stared blankly at the north. Where did the fighter plane come from...is it from the West China people? If...we could also have such a fighter plane, how great would it be?
... She thought silently. A look of extreme pain flashed through her eyes.
For a time, the eyes of more than 100,000 people gradually and neatly looked towards the north...
The explosion is getting closer...
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"The Yangtze River calls to the earth, the Yangtze River calls to the earth. Found the target. Request permission to attack. Found the target. Request permission to attack. Complete."
"Received from Dadi, the attack is allowed. The attack is allowed! Please follow the orders of Dadi No. 1 and pay attention to friendly targets on the shore, and be sure not to accidentally injure them. Dadi No. 2 entrusted me to tell you, fight hard. And I wish you a great victory! It's over."
"Yangtze River received it, completed."
"Dear Yellow Rivers, please run high in the alien sky, cover us, and intercept all enemies who dare to take off. Over."
"Received from the Yellow River, dear Yangtze Rivers, please feel free to pour down our angry roars. We have been waiting for this day for too long. The water flows down three thousand feet, vowing to pour down the anger for nine days! Over."
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"Each Yangtze River squadron, select targets in order, climb up immediately, and prepare to dive!"
"Xiangjiang received it, target a1, start climbing."
"Hanjiang received, target a2, start climbing."
"Wujiang received it, target a3, start climbing."
"Minjiang received it, target a4, start climbing."
"Yuanjiang received it, target a5, start climbing."
"Ganjiang received it, target a6, start climbing."
"Yalong River received, target a7, start climbing."
"Jialing River received, the target... I'm crazy, gone? Just tm seven big fish? All tributaries of the Jialing River, follow me, dive directly, dive directly, attack freely, attack freely, hurry up and grab the small fish from the Yellow River and others.
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"Fuck, I've seen it look ugly, but I've never seen Jialingjiang look so ugly. It has no quality at all!"
"Fuck you, the Yangtze River must be biased. They are all eight major tributaries. How come you idiots can have big fish to eat, but the guys at the end of the list can't even drink the soup? The three-character name is just
Are you going to be discriminated against? I'm stupid. I can't live this life. Mosquito legs are also meat. How can I survive without grabbing some small fish to eat?"
In the sky, the neat formation of fighter planes suddenly dispersed. Some began to climb higher, while others plunged straight down.
At the same time, bursts of laughter and curses had already been heard in the fighter group communication channel that had begun to unlock the pre-war speech lock.
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"Oh God! They are the enemy! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
A few seconds later, under the gaze of the stunned crowd in Maguan, accompanied by a shrill scream, an even shriller cry suddenly rang out from the Western Land Battle Fleet who was also stunned on the sea far away from Maguan. (To be continued.