Radiation Secret

The depressive atmosphere in Temple Town made everyone uncomfortable. The panic and incomprehension of the words made the believers who had always thought highly of themselves comfortable. The guards pursed their lips and stared coldly at everyone walking on the street. Any unnatural movement will attract their attention.

There are gossip that the top church leaders plan to reconcile with the Armed Maidens, or a truce.This kind of news made the Christians at the bottom extremely angry. This was completely different from the excitement that was instigated when the war first started. At that time, everyone was full of confidence in victory, and many people began to worry about the distribution of spoils.

When mobilizing the cathars to go out, Ivanihulk boasted that the battle would end in three days-three days of marching, and then the enemy would collapse when they saw the first battalion.

But how long has passed now?Six days or seven days?The situation took a turn for the worse, the front line was stuck in a stalemate, but the rear was "fucked" upside down!

reconciliation?armistice?damn it!It is obvious that we were attacked by others despicably, and the opponent is much weaker than us, but instead wants us to be wronged and seek peace.Are those ruling deacons eating shit?Why didn't the leader come out to express some opinions? [

"Retreat?" Tim Stern hammered the table angrily, his white hair shook for a while, and his eyes were fixed on the opposite Ivani Hulk, "Do you know what you are talking about? We were destroyed two times. A town and a village have consumed a lot of supplies and suffered huge casualties, but now you want to retreat?"

Ivanihulk's face was still as hard as a rock, but there were signs of haggardness at the corners of his brows, and bloodshot eyes. It could be seen that your Excellency, Captain, has had a rough time these few days.

"I didn't say retreat. This is just a rest. The soldiers on the front line need to adjust their emotions. I hope to temporarily retreat to the ruins of the No. 26 stronghold to replenish personnel and "medicine". It only takes three to four days, and then we can Crush the turtle shell of the enemy in one fell swoop.

I admit that there are many deficiencies in the previous battles, but it is impossible for an organization to be strong without paying a price. The current situation also tells us where we need to improve.

As long as we complete the adjustments, the Armed Priestess Association will be destroyed by us, and we will be able to free up our hands to wipe out the lice that are jumping around in our territory.

This is just a small tactical problem, there is no need to be overly nervous. "

Sounds plausible!

Tim Stern was stunned by the lesson, his shoulders loosened, and he looked at Ivanihulk with a cold face. Now that the battle is like this, no matter how much the price is paid, it is necessary to support the cathars to continue fighting Yes, if you don't fight, the consequences will be more serious.

But Ivanihulk's next sentence completely angered him, "I have already ordered people to prepare the team, and this time I will take away five hundred new cataracts and 1000 or [-] slaves. I also sent someone to pick up the stuff.”

Wait, I haven't agreed yet? !

Tim Stern's face turned red instantly, his fists clenched, his beard trembling slightly, and now he wished he could pounce on Ivanihulk and bite him.

This bastard "intervened" in Lao Tzu's territory, and he acted without even saying a word. This is my right!

There is no reason why Tim Stern is not angry. In a dictatorial system like the People's Temple, people without power are nothing. He was about to slap the table and stand up and curse. The back door of the conference hall was open, and Jim Jones was smiling. Came out hand in hand with John McKinley.

"We would like to express our sincere gratitude to the Zenith Chamber of Commerce and Mr. McKinley for their strong support. As for some recent border conflicts, it is just a little bit of trouble." Jim Jones walked to his special armchair, Vince Carter gently He pulled up a chair and let the fat man sit down.

In the office of the head of the punishment department, Zhou Qingfeng was listening carefully on the phone, but he couldn't hear the chaotic footsteps.

John McKinley sat at the lower end of the long oval table, and nodded to everyone present with a smile. He didn't have much pressure on this meeting at all, and his appearance was just a show.What should be discussed has already been decided.

After everyone sat down, Jim Jones patted the table with both hands, and said happily: "Today, we will hold a church executive meeting, but before the formal meeting, I would like to announce an appointment: I, Jim Jones, teach the Church with the People's Temple." In the name of the leader, Mr. John McKinley of the Zenith Chamber of Commerce is appointed as the deputy leader of the church to be responsible for the daily work of the church."

Everyone was shocked by this statement once, which is equivalent to taking all the powers of several ruling deacons, and John McKinley himself belongs to the Zenith Chamber of Commerce and will not threaten Jim Jones' status.John McKinley, on the other hand, can use his newfound power to end the current conflict immediately and gain more benefits at the same time.

That's what Jim Jones and John McKinley came up with after their talks, and both parties were very happy with it. [

After Zhou Qingfeng heard this, he finally confirmed that Jim Jones was in the supreme conference hall. He was thinking about whether to press the remote control to detonate, when there was a sound from the microphone, and a person grabbed the microphone in the conference hall, " Hello!"

Someone found the phone that was not hung up in the Supreme Council Hall!Zhou Qingfeng's thinking speeded up in an instant, and he immediately said "Hello" and said, "This is the office of Sever Powell of the Corrections Department. May I ask who you are?"

"I'm Vince Carter, why didn't you hang up the call?"

The person on the other end of the phone was Vince Carter, the leader's dedicated manservant, who had nothing to do, and accidentally turned out the phone that Cha had hidden away.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't answer, and immediately asked again: "Is Mr. Teacher in your seat?"

Vince Carter was a little dissatisfied. The person on the other end of the phone didn't answer his question, but he still subconsciously glanced at the seats in the conference hall, and replied: "The leader is in a meeting, of course he is in the seat. This call"

What Zhou Qingfeng was waiting for was this sentence. He relaxed and joked, "Are you that Vince who was with Sister Catherine and Brother Marbury?"

Vince Carter's heart was awe-inspiring, but few people knew this secret.He was breathing heavily, but he didn't know what to say. The last sentence came from the other end of the phone, "Good luck!"

The smile on Jim Jones's face has not yet faded. He is proud of the shock he created. John McKinley stood up and was ready to be welcomed by everyone present, but all the deacons looked at each other with different thoughts.

At this moment, a violent explosion soared into the sky under the leader's buttocks, and Jim Jones' body was directly blasted to the ceiling and fell down again.

The supreme conference hall was like a stewing pot, suddenly there was a lot of smoke and dust, and a dull sound came from inside. All the guards around were horrified, and rushed over to open the door of the conference hall.

Thick smoke billowed out of the conference hall, and several guards in the hall stumbled out covered in blood. After the smoke cleared, the rescuers could see clearly the tragedy in the conference hall. The entire conference hall was bombed into a mess Suddenly, half of the long oval table disappeared, and a big hole appeared in the position of Jim Jones, while the leader whose lower body was blown to pieces fell in front of Mr. John McKinley, who was at the bottom.

Mr. John McKinley's ears were bleeding, and his mind was buzzing non-stop, but he himself looked at the corpse of Jim Jones with protruding eyes and a smile on his face.

In the end what happened?What the hell is going on here?Wasn't everything fine a second ago?Shouldn't the conflict be over soon?How does it feel to be getting bigger and bigger now?

The guards moved all the surviving people out of the conference hall. Among them, Tim Stern fainted, but Ivanihulk seemed to be fine except for a few scratches.

"Calm down, calm down, don't panic, mobilize all Skitarii soldiers, seal off all intersections in the town, put the whole town under martial law, and at the same time, no one is allowed to leave Temple Town." Ivanihulk ordered loudly, he looked back Glancing at the half body lying on the table, he yelled in pain.

Damn it!Damn it!Dead, they blew up Jim Jones!This mascot should not die now!

This must have been done by someone from the Armed Decoration Club!But how do they do it?How did you let them sneak in?

Ivanihulk has no time to think about these issues, and a "chaos" in the church is inevitable. Many guards have just seen Jim Jones's body, and they have a nervous breakdown.

Oops, these guards shouldn't be allowed to leave. Strictly keeping the news may be able to hide this incident from the past.

"Assemble, assemble, everyone assemble! No one is allowed to move around! Stick to your post! The leader is not dead, but injured." Ivanihulk immediately called his confidants, and first restricted the movement of people near the Supreme Council Hall , Then he personally came forward to mobilize other troops in the town.

After the detonation, Zhou Qingfeng immediately contacted Qiaxi and informed the little girl to gather at Zenith Elementary School immediately, and at the same time sternly ordered Sever Powell: "Transfer everyone to the Supreme Council Hall and ask them to help. Remember, yes everyone.”[

When Sever Powell heard the explosion, he still didn't understand what happened. Zhou Qingfeng didn't tell him the whole plan at all. The minister walked out of the office quickly and ordered everyone he saw to go to the Supreme Council Hall.

When he emptied the entire corrections department, did he have time to think about what happened?

Explosion, High Chamber, oh my!Where is the meeting!Jim Jones!Great, I'm afraid it's dead now.

Sever Powell, who has lived under the shadow of Jim Jones all year round, trembled all over his body, and all the causes and consequences were instantly connected by him. He turned around to look at Zhou Qingfeng with a cold face, and said tremblingly: "You, you have bombed, Charsi placed in the Supreme Council Hall?"

"You're talking too much nonsense, hurry up, we're running for our lives!" Zhou Qingfeng shoved Sever Powell.

"The leader is dead? There will be 'chaos', and there will be 'chaos' soon." Sif Powell has been somewhat incoherent this time, and what will happen next is beyond his imagination, but a big "chaos" ’ is unavoidable.

In fact, when Zhou Qingfeng and Jill led Silver Powell to the entrance of the punishment department, they could already see crowds running around, and everyone panicked and delivered a message—an explosion occurred in the Supreme Conference Hall .

Zhou Qingfeng threw an m14 to Jill, and he himself said sharply to Silver Powell: "Let everyone rush to the Supreme Council Hall, and they are not allowed to hang around on the street."

"Defend the Holy Church, defend Temple Town! Defend Jim Jones! Everyone gather at the Supreme Council!" Sif Powell started waving his hands and rushed everyone to the Supreme Council. With his ministerial figure, The Christians under the centralized rule left very obediently.

Soon, Zhou Qingfeng and others rushed to the school, and a large number of people had gathered in the school, including the Kirk couple and the teachers, Charsi and her slaves, and more than 100 children. No one knows what happened?

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng and others rushing over, the faces of those who knew the plan were all beaming, and Qiaxi jumped over happily.

Seeing this action, Sif Powell, who was on the side, was very flustered, and he immediately comforted himself when he was desperate: He believes in God, and he swore to God.