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


    Feng Zhiyong''s residence.


    The leader of the main war faction, holding an envelope, walked around the room like a great enemy. His expression was mixed with hesitation, struggle and surprise. Even his face was red. It can be seen that he was extremely uneasy at this time.


    "Colonel, you don''t look happy or angry. You have long developed tiger power. Why are you so flustered now?" Han Qiang, who saw Feng Zhiyong walking around and wearing a pair of gold wire glasses, said.


    Han Qiang, an aide under Feng Zhiyong''s command, although his strength is only an ordinary bronze rank, his power is completely below one person and above ten thousand people, holding the lifeline of more than 100000 people of the main war faction.


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


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


    These people have important responsibilities and are very busy every day. This night, Feng Zhiyong called these people together, which shows what happened that made it difficult for him to choose.


    "How can I not be flustered? Chen Feng wrote a letter saying that killing Li Chuan was originally a major event, but he also said that Li Chuan was a believer of the devil and the murderer of the massacre in the city. In addition, Hong Jiuling and even all his men were suspected. How could this be done?" Feng Zhiyong stood up and walked around.


    "I''ll kill his mother if I say so. I think that old miscellaneous Mao Hong Jiuling has been unhappy for a long time. I put the magic crystal cannon in front of his house. The Colonel must call him chicken and dog at the command!!" a burst of rebellious voice broke Feng Zhiyong''s story.


    Tian Xuefeng, a bald old man in his fifties, has a pair of Eagle hooked noses with a bit of Western flavor. His eyes are even sharper. Yin owls are like goshawks, flashing ferocious light at any time. He has been in the army for half his life. He has seen all kinds of storms and waves for nearly 40 years. In addition, he is also a famous gun god. An ordinary pistol is in his hand, The power can be increased several times, or even more.


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


    Han Qiang looked at Tian Xuefeng, pushed his eyes to his ears and said, "now everyone knows that the main battle and conservatism are like water and fire. This is not a simple battle. Once there is a mistake, there will be a big scuffle in the city. Ordinary survivors will suffer! Or do you forget the previous lesson?"


    When the Conservatives first appeared, Feng Zhiyong also tried to suppress each other. When not allowed, he even prohibited the distribution of rations to the personnel participating in the Conservatives. People originally thought that this would make the survivors throw a rat''s nest and give up taking refuge in Hong Jiuling.


    But who could have thought that this caused a riot. I don''t know what kind of bewitchment they were. A group of loyal elements attacked the grain depot. Originally, there were only a few hundred people, but a single spark could start a prairie fire. When the end came, people''s hearts were depressed and painful, and in the riot, people''s hearts began to change.


    Vent!


    The riot is like a kind of catharsis, which makes more people participate in looting, smashing, looting, looting and looting! When the main war faction finally suppressed it, the death toll alone reached more than 3000!


    A scary number.


    It was also from that time that the main war faction fell into the disadvantage, and Hong Jiuling slowly occupied the right to speak.


    The riot happened so suddenly that there were even professionals. Everyone knows that this is a conspiracy against the main war faction, but what can Feng Zhiyong do? Did you really order people to pick up machine guns and shoot at the crowd? At that time, I''m afraid it will cause greater panic.


    After this bloody scene, for Feng Zhiyong, it is simply an unforgettable memory. That''s why he is so afraid of his hands and feet. He is afraid of repeating the mistakes if he takes the wrong step.


    "Don''t do it? Can''t you just wait to die? Hong Jiuling, the old miscellaneous Mao, hasn''t been thinking about the position of colonel for a day or two? Han Qiang, I found that your boy is not kind-hearted and has no courage at all. It seems that you should move and hold the nest after sitting on it for a long time." Tian Xuefeng tilted his head and remained as domineering as ever, and opened his mouth to remove Han Qiang''s position.


    "Lao Tian, keep your mouth open. Now we should be consistent with the outside world. If you say so, the enemy will see a joke." at this time, Zhou Xian, the last person in the house, said.


    Compared with before, Zhou Xian now looks more like a fairy. Although his face is filled with wrinkles, his skin is as delicate as a baby, just like rejuvenation, giving people an unspeakable feeling.


    His temperament is different from that of Tian Xuefeng. Although there is no lack of the calm of the superior, Tian Xuefeng is arrogant everywhere, and the old man gives people a kind of wisdom to enter the world. Tian Xuefeng sat with him. In terms of momentum, Zhou leisure is slightly better.


    Zhou Xian''s ability is "iron painting and silver hook". Although he is not young, his strength is the peak of silver. Although his tone is as plain as the wind, he gives people a kind of gas of swallowing mountains and rivers and holds the majestic momentum of Wanli plain, which is a level higher than domineering.


    Has long been indifferent to all wisdom.


    Tian Xuefeng''s eyes flashed, his fingers gently knocked on the table without fear, and he said angrily: "Mr. Zhou, this is not my aim at Han Qiang. When is the time when life and death are at stake? Don''t you have to ride Hong Jiuling on our heads to fight?"


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


    Tian Xuefeng and Feng Zhiyong are also old acquaintances. Seeing this picture, they know that the other party is really angry. Then they shut up and stopped talking.


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


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


    what?!


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


    "Lao Tian is right. It''s time for Qiaodong to live or die. Hong Jiuling is too arrogant. I think this man has the appearance of wolf Gu. His general trend has become. In addition, this zombie attack has caused heavy casualties, which gives Hong Jiuling the opportunity to fight against the war. Once it is bad, we will be completely passive." Zhou Xian said gently.


    "Mr. Zhou, I understand what you mean, but now there are too many things involved. I''m afraid..." Feng Zhiyong hesitated while talking.


    "If Hong Jiuling really has an affair with the devil and suppresses him, he will eliminate the harm for the people. If not, he runs counter to our belief. He is not a friend but also an enemy. Suppressing him can restore the wisdom of the people, understand the world and escape. It is useless to face and bear if you want to live."


    After a pause, Zhou Xian spoke again: "not to mention Chen Feng''s great help this time. The red makeup child also said in the letter that there are many capable and different people under Chen Feng. It all depends on him to kill Hong Jiuling''s minions. Now the Conservatives have lost their generals. It''s our best chance. Colonel, decide. The opportunity will not be lost. It won''t come again!"


    At this time, several people were spurted by Zhou Xianhua''s blood. No one thought that Zhou Xianzi had come to this point.


    Feng Zhiyong shook his body and then slowly clenched his fist.


    "The opportunity is no longer lost... The loss is no longer coming... The words said in Chen Feng''s letter are conclusive. It must not be groundless. Moreover, Hong Jiuling''s anti war mood is really strange. The east of the bridge is my root, and I can''t let anyone destroy it."


    Thinking of this, Feng Zhiyong took a deep breath and said loudly, "inform Chen Feng that when he comes back, we will suppress Hong Jiuling together and return the Qingming Festival in the east of the bridge!"


    Several people looked at each other and bowed down to prepare