Chapter 18 Week 17 (Part 1): The Savior

The dining car slowly pushed into the restaurant of the clubhouse, and the banquet hall was filled with the smell of meat.More than a dozen people sitting at the long table stared at the plates on the table with hungry eyes like wolves. "Don't be impatient." Pastor Liang, who was sitting on the host's seat at one end of the long table, said loudly, and raised a palm: "Before entering the 'communion', you must pray first." After saying that, Pastor Liang closed his eyes, Muttering prayers.Sitting on both sides of the table, the dozen or so former "big bosses" in various districts of Hong Kong Island—now all of them have been incorporated into the generals of the "Guanghua United Army"—all just lowered their heads, looking at the fat slices of meat on the plate in front of them, constantly scrambling. Swallow.

As soon as Pastor Liang finished his thanksgiving prayer, they hurriedly picked up their knives and forks and began to eat their "communion".Everyone eats very fiercely. Some people can't help throwing away their knives and forks after eating a few mouthfuls, grabbing the meat with their hands and munching. The material for this "sacrament" was sitting at the same table with them a week ago—one of the generals of the "United Army" and the former leader of the "He Tong Le" gang in Wan Chai.Last week's big underground attack failed completely. After the "United Army" lost more than a thousand people, Brother Tao was bold enough to question Pastor Liang's strategic ability in public the day before yesterday.So for the past two days, all parts of Brother Tao's body were lying in the stomach of the leadership of the "United Army".

More than a month ago, when the "Guanghua United Army" was formed, there were thirty-nine leaders sitting in this banquet hall; now there are less than half of them. Pastor Liang was the slowest eater. He cut and ate the "Holy Communion" in small bites, rested halfway through the meal, took a sip of "Holy Water" and looked out the window with satisfied eyes. On the Bank of China Building facing the glass curtain in the north, a curtain the size of a basketball court was hung from the fifth floor to the ninth floor, slowly fluttering in the cold December wind.The large portrait painted on the curtain is none other than Pastor Liang. Although the painting skills are very poor, it can still be seen that the majestic standing posture is much handsomer and taller than a real person.There is a big slogan printed on the top of the portrait: "Guanghua Church is good."

The "Guanghua United Army" organization has been preparing for so long, and it is only now that it has really started to attack Kowloon. One of the reasons is that it has spent a lot of resources and manpower on making such promotional materials and uniforms. Congress etc. At the same time, the death toll on Hong Kong Island suddenly rose sharply.A large number of informers, lynchings and persecutions took place. Anyone may be accused of being an inner ghost sent by Kowloon, New Territories, or a "Hong Kong traitor" who is about to flee to the other side. Brutal fighting also occurred within the "United Army" occasionally for no reason.There were piles of charred bodies everywhere.

However, the generals in this banquet hall did not do anything to stop it.Some even commanded the killing in person, with a beast-like expression when executing it. ——Just like the expression when eating meat at the moment. In fact, most people think that this killing trend is very likely to show that the biochemical "virus" has actually spread very widely, and the "United Army" vigorously promotes the war to give birth to this effect. But no one said it.Nobody even mentions the word "virus" anymore.It seems that if everyone does not mention it, "virus" does not exist.

Even Pastor Liang didn't mention it.Now every time there is a rally, the reason for the war has unconsciously shifted to plunder. "On the other side, those guys occupy the abundant food, water and gasoline! Those unrighteous and dirty people occupy what should belong to us!" Pastor Liang said in the pledge meeting outside the government headquarters last week. His usual charismatic speech line declared: "You will ask: Why is it ours? Because we are God's chosen people! We are entitled to live!" Simple incitement is more useful than reasoning. The people below are imagining how they will be able to eat and drink freely after capturing the opposite bank.The combination of hunger and fear is surprisingly powerful.Pastor Liang seems to have been regarded as the Moses who led the people across the Victoria Harbour, and all his orders are unquestionable divine decrees.

Pastor Liang walked to the other end of the banquet hall, overlooking the coast of Central. Along the entire coastline, nearly ten thousand "Guanghua United Army" swarmed like ants, busy making final preparations for the second cross-sea offensive. Pastor Liang looked at this scene and forgot about the unfinished meat on the table.A greater desire dominated him.
"It's been a long time since I brushed my teeth. Thank you." Rachel said happily, taking a sip of water. Jizi, who was on the other side of the glass door of the squash court, saw it and laughed too. Rachel took the tube of toothpaste and looked at it.It is for children, no wonder it is so sweet and can be swallowed.It's been so long since I've had candy, Rachel treats it like dessert.

The toothpaste and toothbrush were brought to her by Jizi, thrown in from above the glass wall. Because Rachel came from Hong Kong Island, many "big bosses" in Kowloon were afraid that she would be infected with the mysterious biochemical agent and infect everyone, so they decided to confine her in isolation.Rachel felt angry and helpless after swimming so hard to report, but was treated like this. Rachel licked her lips, savoring the sweetness of the toothpaste. Jizi was stunned. "Aren't you afraid that I'll infect you?" Rachel asked, looking at the two guards wearing masks standing in front of the door.

"Actually, it's unnecessary for them to isolate you..." Jizi said and didn't continue. But Rachel already guessed: "A lot of people died outside?" Jizai nodded: "Since knowing that people from Hong Kong Island are going to attack..." ——Just like in Hong Kong Island, under the infection of the atmosphere of war, madness, cruelty and suspicion broke out in Kowloon one after another.It seems that the biochemical agent has long been sent to the other side and spread. Seeing Rachel's depressed expression, Jizai took out the computer in his backpack: "Don't worry! We have already communicated with many people outside, and asked them to find hackers to help spread the truth about Hong Kong! We will open it soon. Blockade!" Rachel still looked sad: "I'm afraid...we won't be able to wait until then..." At this moment, there was a commotion from downstairs in the gymnasium.Someone is running.Someone screamed in panic.

Jizi's face changed.He knew what was going on: the second attack was coming.