Twenty Seven Years

   Two waves of people confronted each other through a crumbling iron gate.

  But the wave of people outside was far more turbulent than inside the prison. After a few pushes, the angry people were about to smash open the iron gate with countless flesh and blood.

The deputy warden saw the horrible faces of the people who seemed to be able to swallow them alive through the gap in the iron gate. ! No one is allowed to retreat!"

   Needless to say, the jailers did their best.

   But the number of people is not dominant, and most of them are still terrified with guilt. How could they make the struggle of the people meaningless through a single door.

  Some people stretched their hands in first, pinched the jailer's neck, and tore the jailer's face.

   "Boom!"

  The iron door made a loud knock.

   Then trembled suddenly.

   "Everyone work harder!"

   "The door is about to open!"

   "Save! Save!"

  The people are so powerful and united, relying on human power, they have already pushed the iron gate loose and started to fall.

  Seeing this scene, the deputy warden stepped back in fright, went to find the warden, and asked for his opinion.

   In the case that the army has not arrived, can they shoot at the people in order to ensure that the prison will not be breached, and use the most violent way to suppress it?

   This is probably the best way for them to protect themselves now, and since the conflicts have been intensified again and again, what kind of reaction they will cause is beyond their rational consideration and scruples now.

  But soon, a piece of news that made the deputy warden feel as if he had fallen into an ice cellar was in front of him.

  The warden is missing, probably sneaking out of the prison while he was out to maintain the overall situation.

   "Fuck! Fuck!" The deputy warden was so angry that he almost fainted.

  The warden's move is quite insidious.

  Doing this is equivalent to throwing the decision on whether to attack the public and the corresponding responsibilities to him.

  Whether it is to attack the public to intensify the conflict, or let them rush in to rescue the detainees, the consequences are beyond the reach of a small deputy warden.

  After all the dust settles, the warden can sacrifice him to keep his position as soon as he comes forward to cut off the seat with him.

   "Deputy warden! The door is about to be knocked open!"

  A jailer staggered over to report.

  The deputy warden hesitated whether to follow the warden's lead and escape.

   This seems a bit unrealistic.

  The warden slipped away, so it can be said that he went to the army for help, what about him? He left in full view, wouldn't he be guilty of the crime?

   "Tell everyone that the warden has issued an order to shoot at the people, and the prison must be guarded at all costs, and no prisoner can be rescued!" The deputy warden finally made up his mind and ordered in the name of the warden.

   "Are you... going to shoot at the people..."

   "This is the warden's order, and he has already asked for help. As long as we persist for a while, a large number of soldiers will come to help us deal with the trouble." The deputy warden pushed the jailer and urged.

   "Yes!" The jailer left quickly.

Looking at the fierce confrontation in front of the prison gate, the deputy warden leaned against the wall, feeling terrified that he had issued such an important order in the name of the warden, but soon, he realized that the warden was using him to protect himself, and his heart gradually Hard and cold.

   It's all come to this point, the competition is who is more ruthless.

  If I am cowardly now, then I must be the one who gets played to death in the end!

   "The warden's order! Everyone! Gather at the gate! Stay at the prison! Stay at the prison!"

  —

  At the same time, four or five blocks away from the prison, the road was being blocked by angry demonstrators.

  Received the news of the prison asking for help, General Celt specially dispatched an elite cavalry battalion to support.

  Unfortunately, this troop was blocked here not long after galloping.

   "You gang of government lackeys!"

   "Everyone is ordinary people, why do you help the government bully us?!"

   "You should point your guns at your top!"

  The battalion commander of the cavalry battalion rode a horse, watched the people condemning him condescendingly, and shouted expressionlessly: "Everyone has been deceived by the International Equality League! They are our enemies!"

   "You are our enemy!" An old man pointed at the commander of the cavalry battalion and tremblingly said, "How many have you arrested?! How many innocent people have you executed?!"

"This is the International Equality League's slander against us! Everyone we have arrested is a member of the International Equality League with solid evidence! The government will not, and will not, harm innocent people! Please believe us!" said the commander of the cavalry battalion .

   "Fart!" The old man spat hard and cried, "My child is inside! He didn't do anything! You have never shown me evidence that he is a member of the International Equality League!"

The commander of the cavalry battalion swallowed, maintained his composure, and said coldly: "He is your son, of course you will speak up for him. As for you saying that the government has not shown you any evidence, what evidence do you have to prove this is true?" of?"

   "You..." The old man didn't expect the other party to be so shameless, and was so angry that he couldn't speak for a while.

"Anyone who has any objection to the innocence of the arrested prisoner can solve it in the right way! Instead of accepting the instigation of someone with a heart, besieged here!" The commander of the cavalry battalion glanced at the people on the street, "I I advise everyone to leave immediately! Otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"

   "Fuck you!"

   A cry came.

  The commander of the cavalry battalion became furious, raised his gun and pulled the trigger towards the sky.

   "Bang! Bang! Bang!"

   "Do you want to die?!" the commander of the cavalry battalion said angrily.

  The soldiers under his command who were surrounded and unable to move with him raised their guns one after another.

  The momentum of the people was suppressed a little.

  The deputy battalion commander abruptly drove his horse closer to the battalion commander, and reminded in a low voice: "We are not allowed to have conflicts with the people, not to mention that our current task is to support the prison, so don't act rashly."

   "Look, is this my problem? If you give them a good face like this, they will really dare to ride on my head!" The battalion commander gritted his teeth, wishing to kill the gang of untouchables who provoked him immediately.

"There is no way to do it. If the news is revealed, you can't expect them not to be angry. They are indifferent to these things like wooden men." The deputy battalion commander patted the battalion commander, then smiled, and communicated with the people on behalf of the battalion commander. "Calm down, everyone! We can't solve the problem if we continue to fight each other like this! I suggest everyone—"

   "Fuck you!"

   "Fuck you!"

   "Fuck you!"

  The people responded with insults in unison.

  The cavalry battalion commander and deputy battalion commander felt that countless saliva was sprayed on their faces.

   "Damn, these untouchables!" The commander of the cavalry battalion was about to point his gun at the person who scolded the loudest.

   "Don't! Be sure to hold back! At least we can't be the first to do it!" The deputy battalion commander held down the battalion commander's hand.

   "I wish they would do it first, even if I shoot at that time, they won't be able to say anything!" The cavalry battalion commander's chest heaved violently, trying to control his emotions.

  Suddenly—

"boom!"

   "Poof!"

  The ups and downs came to a sudden stop with the sound of a gunshot and the embedding of a bullet.

   "Uh—" The commander of the cavalry battalion choked up blood in astonishment, then slowly lowered his head in disbelief, looking at his chest that was quickly stained red.

"People from the International Equality League! People from the International Equality League! Quickly protect the battalion commander! Protect the battalion commander!" The deputy battalion commander was stunned for a second, and he was able to help the battalion commander who almost fell off his horse and lay on the horse's back , to avoid subsequent attacks.

The other soldiers were in a mess, some wanted to escape, some wanted to surround them, but they couldn't do it because the street was too crowded, and finally turned into a huge riot, causing stampedes among the people and soldiers, gunshots, The tearing and beating followed and intensified.

  —

  At the same time, cars parked in front of the Laizein Daily in an orderly manner.

  A large number of soldiers gathered and took over the defense of the surrounding area. They watched General Celt and several senior officers get out of a certain car and headed straight for the newspaper office.

   "General!" Byron, the editor-in-chief of Laizein Daily News, had already received the news, and was waiting at the door to bow and bow to General Selt and others.

   "How's it going?" General Selt glanced at Byron, walked straight to his office, and sat in his seat.

  The rest of the officers were listed on both sides, and the soldiers who poured in also blocked the interior of the newspaper to ensure the absolute safety of General Celt.

  Byron wiped the sweat from his forehead and said respectfully: "We have prepared several editions of clarification newspapers, denouncing all of this as the smear and slander of us by the International Equality League."

"bring here."

   "Yes." Byron hurriedly handed over the results of their newspaper office's overnight preparation to Celt for review.

   "That's all?" General Celt finished reading and threw the newspaper aside.

  The main content of these newspapers of the newspaper office is verbal explanations, and he is very clear that such pale things cannot be opposed to the powerful proofs that the International Equality League is now presenting.

   And this situation is just like the International League of Equality, which was helpless against their series of premeditated slanders.

"This, these are of course not enough..." Byron knew that he had to satisfy General Celt. Only in this way would he have a chance of survival in the future. Was eradicated without hesitation by General Celt.

"The reporter who betrayed us and stole a lot of information was once your subordinate. You should know him best. If you want to change the public opinion, you have to attack him and bring him down, so that all the evidence against us will not be attacked. Destroy yourself." General Selt was very calm, and proposed to Byron a solution to the problem.

   "We are currently trying this too..." Byron replied, "Don't worry, I will finish these in the shortest time..."

   "Do you know what it looks like outside?" General Selt asked.

  Byron wiped his unstoppable sweat: "I, I don't know, I have been, I have been in the newspaper office..."

   "It's crazy outside." General Selt said coldly, "In less than a day, all our secrets have been known. Now countless people are attacking us, and the situation is gradually getting out of control."

   "I understand, I understand!" Byron assured Celt, "Reversing public opinion is the only way to control the situation. I will definitely do my best to convince the people to believe us!"

   "No." General Celt shook his head slightly, "They are not fools, and the situation of Laizein is destined not to be resolved in a peaceful way."

"That…"

   "What you have to do now is to deal with other aspects. The people of Laizein are no longer your responsibility." General Selt suspended some meaningless remedies.

   "Okay... By the way, General..." Byron looked around scruples, and asked cautiously, "Mr. President...how is it?"

  General Selt said: "I can sit in front of you, you should know."

   "Understood, understood..." Byron breathed a sigh of relief.

  At least, President Auston did not doubt General Celter.

  They teamed up to falsely report the number of the International Equality League action team, and exaggerated the achievements of the clean-up and suppression.

   "It's just that it's unknown how long it can last, you understand what I mean." General Selt changed the subject.

   "Understood, I understand." Byron said.

In a short period of time, President Auston may not doubt anything, but if the evidence presented by the International Equality League appears endlessly in front of him, no one can guarantee that President Auston will rise up to check idea.

   Once the investigation is made, it means that President Auston has doubts about General Selter.

  Doubt is easy to ignite but hard to extinguish.

  A lot of things will be pretty tricky then.

   “There is no going back for us.”

  —

  At the same time, in the warehouse in the northern part of Laizein, Veraker was holding the draft of "Theory of Communism" written by Winston, listening to comrades reporting the latest situation in various places from time to time.

   "Our manpower is really too small. On average, there may be less than one person in a block. Or should I go out to help?" Connie came out of the simple ward prepared for Capa, and sanitized her hands while washing her hands.

   "No need." Verak sat firmly, "Even if our number is doubled or tripled, it doesn't make much sense to ensure that there are one to three comrades in each block."

Shirley was right next to him: "There are so many people in each block, it's hard for us to guide them all. Instead of trying to cover everything, we should concentrate on solving a few major problems, such as organizing the people to rescue innocent people in prisons. "

  Connie nodded thoughtfully: "Yes, you have to do it selectively."

   "How is Comrade Capa?" Virak asked.

   "It's relatively stable. Comrade Bella is taking care of it inside. There should be no problem." Connie took off her mask after washing.

  Verak was relieved a lot: "That's good, everything is going well now, we—"

   "Comrade Verak!" Murphy rushed back, conveying the news from other comrades, "The government army is taking advantage of the chaos to attack the Martyrs Cemetery!"

Happy new year!