Chapter 255 Conspiracy

The night is like water, the sky is dotted with stars, and it is as quiet and peaceful as pebbles.

Feng Zhiyong's residence.

The leader of the main combat faction, holding an envelope, walked around the room as if he was facing an enemy, his expression was hesitant, struggling, and surprised, and even his face was flushed, showing that he was extremely restless at this time.

"Colonel, you don't show your emotions and anger, and you have developed a tiger's prestige long ago. Why are you so flustered now?" Seeing Feng Zhiyong walking around, Han Qiang, who was wearing glasses beside him, said.

Han Qiang, the staff under Feng Zhiyong's command, although his strength is only an ordinary Bronze rank, his power can be regarded as under one person, above ten thousand people, and holds the lifeline of hundreds of thousands of main fighters.

At this time, there were only four people sitting in this room, but the identity of any one person had a decisive influence in Qiaodong.

Feng Zhiyong, Han Qiang, Zhou Xian, Tian Xuefeng;

These people have important jobs and are very busy every day, but tonight, Feng Zhiyong saw these people together, it can be seen what happened that made it difficult for him to make a decision.

"How could I not panic? Chen Feng wrote, saying that killing Li Chuan was a major event, but he also said that Li Chuan was a follower of the devil and the murderer of the massacre in the city. Besides, Hong Jiuling even All the subordinates are suspicious, and now he wants me to plan to suppress Hong Jiuling, what's the matter?" Feng Zhiyong stood up and walked around.

"If you want me to say, just kill his mother, and you will die anyway. I think that old bastard Hong Jiuling has been upset for a long time. I put the magic crystal cannon in front of his house, and the colonel gave him an order. He must be called a chicken dog." Don't stay!!" Feng Zhiyong's narration was broken by an unruly voice.

Tian Xuefeng is a bald old man in his fifties, with a hooked nose that looks like a Westerner, and his eyes are sharp and sinister like a goshawk, shining fiercely at any time. He has been a soldier for half his life, He has been in the army for nearly forty years, has seen all kinds of storms and waves, and has extremely rich experience. In addition, he is also a famous gun master. In his hand, the power of an ordinary pistol can be increased several times, or even more.

In addition, he also has the ability to absorb the soul, which can seal the soul on the weapon, increase the destructive power and lethality of the weapon, and greatly increase the chances of the soldiers to survive.

Han Qiang looked at Tian Xuefeng, pushed the eyes next to his ears, and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Now everyone knows that the main battle and suffering are like fire and water. This is not a simple battle. Once there is a mistake, there will be a big scuffle in the city. , Ordinary survivors are suffering! Or, have you forgotten the previous lesson?"

When conservatives first emerged,

Feng Zhiyong also tried to suppress the opponent, and when he couldn't do it, he even strictly prohibited the distribution of rations to those who participated in the conservative faction. Everyone originally thought that this would make the survivors cast a trap and give up Hong Jiuling's support.

But who would have thought that this would cause a riot, and a group of loyalists attacked the grain depot. There were originally only a few hundred people, but a spark can start a prairie fire. When the end of the world comes, people's hearts are originally It is depression, pain, and in the riots, people's hearts begin to change.

catharsis!

The riot seemed to be a kind of catharsis, causing more people to participate in the looting, such as beating, smashing, looting, looting, looting, and all kinds of evil! After the war faction was finally suppressed, the death toll alone reached more than 3,000!

A scary number.

It was also from then on that the main combat faction fell into a disadvantage, and Hong Jiuling gradually gained the right to speak.

The riot happened too suddenly, and there were even some professionals among them. Everyone knew that this was a conspiracy against the main combat faction, but what could the leader Feng Zhiyong do? Did they really order people to pick up machine guns and shoot at the crowd? At that time, I'm afraid it will cause even greater panic.

After experiencing such a bloody scene, for Feng Zhiyong, it was simply an unbearable memory, so he was so timid, afraid of making a wrong step and repeating the same mistakes.

"Don't do it? Are you just waiting to die like this? That old bastard Hong Jiuling has been thinking about the position of colonel for a day or two, right? Han Qiang, I found out, you have no good intentions, and you have no courage at all. I see you I've been sitting for a long time, it's time to move the nest." Tian Xuefeng tilted his head, still domineering as always, and opened his mouth to remove Han Qiang from his position.

"Old Tian, ​​keep your mouth shut. Now we should be consistent with the outside world. If you say this, don't let the enemy see the joke." At this time, Zhou Xian, the last person in the room, said.

Compared to before, Zhou Xian now looks more like a fairy. Despite the wrinkles on his face, his skin is as delicate as a baby's, like rejuvenation, giving people an indescribable feeling.

His temperament is different from Tian Xuefeng's. Although he doesn't lack the composure of a superior person, Tian Xuefeng reveals a rebellious and domineering aura everywhere, and the old man gives people a worldly wisdom. Tian Xuefeng sat with him. In terms of momentum, Zhou Xian was slightly better.

Zhou Xian, "a silver hook painted on iron", although his age is old, but his strength is the peak of silver. Although his tone is as plain as the wind, he gives people the aura of swallowing mountains and rivers, holding the majestic momentum of thousands of miles of plains. This is a level higher than domineering.

There was a flash of light in Tian Xuefeng's eyes, and he tapped his fingers on the table lightly, without fear, and said rather angrily: "Mr. Zhou, this is not because I am targeting Han Qiang. What time is it now, when life and death are at stake? Do it, do we have to have Hong Jiuling riding on our heads to resist?"

"Tian Xuefeng!" Feng Zhiyong frowned, obviously a little angry.

Tian Xuefeng and Feng Zhiyong were old acquaintances, seeing this appearance, he knew that the other party was really angry, so he shut up and didn't speak anymore.

Feng Zhiyong sighed, and said to Zhou Xian: "Mr. Zhou, you are the oldest and the most knowledgeable. I want to hear your advice."

Zhou Xian raised his eyes slightly, and said, "I agree with Lao Tian's suggestion, to suppress Hong Jiuling!"

What? !

The faces of the people in the room suddenly became a little strange. They didn't expect that this old man who had always been calm would agree to such a risky idea.

"Old Tian's words are correct. Qiaodong has reached the time of life and death. Hong Jiuling is too arrogant. I think this person has the appearance of a wolf. His general situation has been achieved. In addition, this time the zombies attacked the city, causing heavy casualties. , it also gave Hong Jiuling a chance to fight against the war, once this happens, we will be completely passive." Zhou Xian said softly.

"Mr. Zhou, I understand what you mean. I'm involved in too many things now, and I'm afraid..." Feng Zhiyong still hesitated as he spoke.

"If you give up, you will gain. If Hong Jiuling really has an affair with the devil, suppressing him is to eliminate harm for the people. If not, he runs counter to our beliefs. He is not a friend, but also an enemy. Suppressing him can restore the wisdom of the survivors. Knowing this world, it is useless to escape, if you want to live, you need to face and bear."

Speaking of this, Zhou Xian said again: "What's more, this time, there is Chen Feng's great help. The kid Hongzhuang also said in the letter that Chen Feng has many capable people under his command. This time, it is all up to him to kill Hong Jiuling." Minions, now that the conservatives have lost their generals, it is our best chance, Colonel, make a decision, the opportunity will never be lost, and the lost will never come again!"

At this time, the blood of several people was spurted by Zhou Xian's words. No one could have imagined that this old man was so decisive.

Feng Zhiyong's body shook, and then slowly clenched his fists.

"Opportunity is never lost... Lost is never to come again... The words in Chen Feng's letter are true, and they are not groundless. Moreover, Hong Jiuling's anti-war sentiment is indeed weird. Qiaodong is my root, and I can't let anyone destroy it. "

Thinking of this, Feng Zhiyong took a deep breath, and said loudly: "Notify Chen Feng, when he comes back, we will suppress Hong Jiuling together, and restore the clear sky to the east of the bridge!"

Several people glanced at each other, then bowed down to prepare.