My Ability Pool is Superior - Chapter 440: The Newborn Rebel Army
“Is my Wind Riding the most suitable?”
Li Shan immediately felt a bit of toothache.
He couldn’t help but want to say that since Wind Riding was suitable, then he should go find Deputy Captain Lu.
Of course, in the end, he still nodded with difficulty and confirmed once more: “We just need to figure out the situation on the North Slope, right?”
The pot-bellied Director lightly tapped the Desk and underlined the key point: “The most important thing is concealment; absolutely do not beat the grass and startle the snake.”
Li Shan counted on his fingers and nodded silently.
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Located north of the Civil Defense Project, about forty kilometers in a straight line from the Forward Base.
This place was originally a stretch of small hills.
One day had passed, and now it had turned into a Town.
No, calling it a Town might not be accurate; Settlement would be more appropriate.
Looking down from a high place, one could clearly see that below the slope on one side of the hills, a large number of Wooden Buildings were arranged in neat rows; even without careful observation, it was evident how crude these Wooden Building structures were—barely better than thatched huts.
It looked just like a block castle built by a child, probably liable to collapse if the wind picked up a bit.
In contrast to this crude Settlement, the Civilians gathered here were quite numerous.
As night fell, perhaps for warmth, or perhaps for some sense of Ritual.
The people gathered here lit Bonfires taller than a person in various places throughout the Settlement; people sat around one Bonfire after another, singing and dancing in lively and free collective activities, as if connecting everyone’s hearts together.
If this were a Game, you could probably see “+1 Cohesion, +1 Cohesion…” constantly popping up above the Crowd’s heads.
Of course, Reality is not a Game, so it’s impossible to see specific Data.
But everyone could truly feel a Sense of Belonging to this place.
Everyone wore Smiles on their faces; some even thought that the City Association’s plan to Return to the Surface didn’t seem like a bad thing.
To sum it up roughly: the intentions are bad, but the Execution is good.
The lively scene gradually heated up, and soon someone let out an Exclaim.
People all turned to Look toward the direction of the Movement.
They could see two Burly Men carrying a three-meter-high Flag, walking outward.
Everyone present seemed to realize what this was and unanimously made way for the two Burly Men, then held Torches and followed after the two Flag-bearing Burly Men passed.
Amid the Crowd’s escort, the two Burly Men finally arrived, panting, at the outskirts of the Settlement.
Then the two Burly Men worked together to insert the bottom of the Flag into a pre-dug Pit in the Ground.
The night wind obligingly blew past, and under the Effect of the wind, the Flag proudly unfurled; The crowd immediately erupted in cheers..
This Flag was not exquisite; in fact, like many of the Wooden Buildings in this Settlement, it was crudely made, like the handiwork of a child at play.
From the black-background white-character Color Combination of the Flag, one could also see the undercurrent of
However, none of the people present showed any emotions of disappointment, nor did they feel that such a crude flag would be embarrassing.
Because on the flag, three large characters—Rebel Army—were written neatly.
Zheng Yongliang stared blankly at the flag fluttering in the wind for a moment, his profile illuminated flickeringly by the firelight from the bonfire nearby. Only after coming back to his senses did he quietly retreat behind the crowd.
In fact, when the conflict occurred during the day, he was still hesitating outside the forward base about whether to pull people in, so when the conflict happened, He was able to stay far away in the first moment.
A young man with a clear gaze and high spirits walked under the flag, clenched his fist, and shouted loudly: “Everyone here are brothers and sisters of the Rebel Army. Let us inherit Mr. Mu’s last will and live freely in the world!”
After Lu Bai resolved the White-Robed Monar Warrior, the Big Flower Arm, who had lost external aid, was naturally shot into a sieve by the drone in front of countless people.
Regardless of what Big Flower Arm was actually thinking in his heart, he indeed died in front of everyone in the most glorious moment of his life, and his actions could be said to have inspired countless people who were present at the time.
Many civilians who witnessed everything firsthand fled the forward base and immediately spread the news of Big Flower Arm’s exploits.
When the gathering crowd grew larger, a natural point idea king automatically emerged, proposing to re-erect the rebel army’s big flag.
It can only be said that the civilians have been oppressed for too long, and their wrath toward the City Association aspect allowed the nascent Rebel Army to easily gather a massive quantity.
These Rebel Army members in the settlement all regard Big Flower Arm as the first.
It’s a pity no one knows Big Flower Arm’s name, but since Big Flower Arm’s corpse has already gone cold, he only needs to serve as a symbol; what he’s called isn’t important.
People quickly reached a consensus and simply named it Mr. Mu based directly on the plant ability that Big Flower Arm had “used”.
Hearing the slogan shouted by the young people, the crowd immediately started discussing it noisily.
“Where there is oppression, there is resistance!”
“The City Association’s order is unfair.”
“We can strive for the army’s support. Those soldiers all come from civilian families like ours. What we truly should resist are those official masters from the City Association.”
“Don’t be naive. The interests of a class are deeply bound to the ruling system. Even if facts prove their actions are unfair, they won’t easily give up their stance…”
“To me, only killing! Let the Official Master also taste the flavor of bleeding!”
The originally united crowd visibly began to argue.
No way around it. Some people might have initially joined in a fit of hot-blooded anger, but once they calm down, they quickly realize this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Not to mention, there are indeed no shortage of opportunistic speculators among them.
A new power system is the easiest time to seize the right to speak.
If we don’t work a bit harder now, once the power circles stabilize, I’m afraid even ten times the effort won’t make up for the current slackness.
Regrettably, anyone with a bit of brain knows this.
This also caused what should have been a celebration of the Rebel Army’s establishment to quickly degenerate into a place of struggle for power and profit.
As the arguments dragged on, many even forgot that this power group is actually not stable.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
The young man standing under the flag, with a clear gaze, raised his gun and fired an entire magazine into the sky.
“Enough!”
Looking at the crowd that had quieted down again, he shouted loudly: “What does everyone look like right now? Wouldn’t Mr. Mu’s spirit in heaven be disappointed seeing us like this?”
“We’re not those decayed official masters from the City Association. Don’t forget what we gathered for.”
“Our primary objective now is to rescue our compatriots who are still suffering under the City Association’s control!”
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