Chapter 896 - 727: All-Out Mobilization

Chapter 896: Chapter 727: All-Out Mobilization

He suddenly thought again, could this be the big plan Mr. Wang is ready to push forward? Goodness, the Member is preparing for an armed coup in case he fails in competing for the Chief Member position in the future.

No!

That’s not right!

It would be called a coup if it fails; if it succeeds, it would be called...

Li Shang’s throat felt dry, and he quickly retracted his scattered thoughts, not daring to delve deeper, as every second spent thinking could be greatly irresponsible to his own life.

Not only did he stop thinking himself, but he also had to stop Chang Erbing:

"Erbing! Shut up! Don’t scare yourself by overthinking this!"

He paused and added in a calmer tone:

"You know, it’s been a bad year for the Second Prison lately, with frequent accidents and the death of quite a few prison guards, even the warden Qian Huan nearly got killed by an explosion.

The situation is special now. The higher-ups are strengthening security forces and adding some necessary protective measures to vehicles, which is very reasonable. We need to understand and support it!"

"A little... safety precaution?"

Chang Erbing’s corner of the mouth twitched as his gaze was involuntarily drawn to a certain vehicle in the front row, where a rugged short-barreled grenade launcher was mounted.

The dark muzzle seemed like the eye of Death God, coldly watching the front.

The power of this thing was no weaker than the two previous firework explosions.

Chang Erbing stopped talking and quickly nodded emphatically.

Alright, you’re the captain, whatever you say is right!

He moved his gaze away from the grenade launcher and continued to scan the people in the convoy.

They were so close now that he could vaguely see each vehicle was packed with people, almost not fitting anymore.

This caused many figures to have to hang halfway outside the windows, or grip the roof rail tightly with one hand, leaning their bodies out.

Those who leaned out were uniformly wearing dark prison guard uniforms and the same masks, adorned with all sorts of weapons and ammunition, equipped so well that the constables of the Patrol Office would feel ashamed.

Despite having seen the same uniforms and masks in the Second Prison before, at this moment, accompanied by the lightning-fast convoy, the feeling it gave was completely different.

Before, there was at least a sense of order under the system, but now, there was only a chilling sense of oppression remaining.

Chang Erbing couldn’t tell the actual combat effectiveness, whether strong or not, just by eye, but the overwhelming presence of the entire mobilization was absolutely maxed out.

Chang Erbing couldn’t help but click his tongue silently, feeling his heart pounding wildly in his chest, partly intimidated, partly inexplicably exhilarated.

He couldn’t help but wish to switch allegiances and replace them.

Li Shang could see far more than Chang Erbing, so he was also particularly excited inside.

It wasn’t about wanting to replace them, but at this moment, his appreciation for Feng Mu’s friendship soared remarkably to the No. 1 in his heart.

No need to say anything else, from now on, he was the best with Feng Mu in the world.

Feng Mu’s life-saving grace, he would never dare to forget for the rest of his life—he would repay it even if he had to toil.

Gong Qi standing on the other side didn’t think that deeply; he just thought simply that the Minister’s vehicle nearly being bombed had collectively enraged the family.

He watched the aggressively advancing convoy and muttered to himself:

"Especially this time, the senior brother and junior sister actually got genuinely angry, very upset..."

His sharp eyes caught the most striking head vehicle at the front of the convoy.

On the roof of the modified escort vehicle, sat a giant man like an iron tower.

That figure was absurdly burly, like a compressed mountain, the entire roof bent slightly inward under his weight.

Just sitting there, exuding an aura as if he could crush missiles with one hand.

Even though the opponent was wearing a mask, Gong Qi recognized him at a glance—that’s his senior brother, Li Bashan.

More conspicuously, on the wide, rock-like chest of the senior brother stood... a particularly angry person.

So angry that her iconic pigtails rose upright, defiantly pointing to the sky, fluttering in the wind, while the height of the braid tips just about aligned with the top of the senior brother’s colossal head.

The raised pigtails seemed to be the embodiment of her fiery anger.

No need to guess, this must be the recently joined junior sister, Hong Ya.

Upon joining, she witnessed the junior brother receiving fireworks from unknown sources, Hong Ya was so furious she nearly exploded on the spot.

What Gong Qi didn’t see was amid the murderous convoy, apart from the "particularly angry" family, there were a few others mixed in who were not only not angry but rather excited and elated.

Right in the middle of the convoy, in the fifth vehicle from the front, Team 087’s five people happened to be squeezed into a compartment.

They also wore the issued masks, concealing their faces, but the atmosphere inside the car, in stark contrast with the vengeful convoy, was brimming with an almost outing-like joy and anticipation.

Seriously, during this period, Team 087 has been quite stifled.

Except for Captain Chen Ya who went out to take an odd job, the rest, Dong Xu, Zhao Zhibao, Liu Yi, and Gong Court, were genuinely and diligently living a "model prisoner" life in the Second Prison.

Every day with a regular schedule, labor participation, and ideological education.

If they weren’t let out to breathe some fresh air and do some "fieldwork" soon, they might really begin to forget their true identities and mission while repetitively using sewing machines and doing carpentry.