Chapter 20 Week 19: Christmas Counterattack

Jiahui put the shotgun on his shoulder, stood at the front of the barge, and looked at the scenery of the coast of Central, which was gradually getting bigger. This day is Christmas.Of course, no one in Hong Kong will celebrate.Those abandoned high-rise buildings in Central also don't have any lighting.The huge portrait of Pastor Liang, the commander-in-chief of the "Guanghua United Army" is still hanging upside down, but a few days ago, a winter rain has melted the picture and turned it into a dirty look. At the end of December, the cold wind of Victoria Harbor was blowing in front of him, and Jiahui was not afraid of the cold at all. He was only wearing a military tactical vest with many pockets, and his chest and abdomen were full of spare ammunition.

He showed two dark and thick arms, and on his right arm was a tattoo of death—no, it wasn't his tattoo after careful examination.That is to cut off the whole skin of others, and then sew it to his flesh with needles and threads. Jiahui has already forgotten the name of the bewitched boy who originally had this tattoo, and only remembers that they fought side by side before.Nor could he remember why he had been killed.It was a strange fight. People from several violent groups in Kowloon fought for no reason, and it quickly evolved from a fist fight to a knife and gun fight.Brutal killing.It seems that everyone around him has turned into a beast because of the fear of war.

Ka Fai, who used to be a policeman, only realized after killing people: the best way to overcome fear is to bring fear to others.When killing others, there is even a strong sense of the carelessness of one's own existence. ——He didn't know at all: this was all the effect on the brain after being infected with the "Unicorn Project" biological agent... So at this moment, he couldn't wait, waiting for the barge to quickly moor the coast of Hong Kong Island. The counterattack of the Kowloon army. Twelve barges and the vanguard of 2,000 people on board were about to reach Central under the influence of tugboats.The boat that Jiahui was on was the lead boat.

——Coincidentally, it was this barge that carried out a historic work at the same place many years ago: transporting the wreckage of the Star Ferry Clock Tower, which was dismantled overnight, to the landfill. The Kowloon fighters on board all looked dignified.Although the "Victoria Harbor Bombing" last week must have wiped out the elite of the "Guanghua United Army", they did not take it lightly.Legend has it that most people on Hong Kong Island are infected with the super virus and turn into zombie-like murderers. After landing, there may be a fierce battle... When approaching the coast, many people on board raised their guns to guard against artillery resistance on the shore.

But no one fired a single shot until the first three barges were moored.The barges behind are also arranged in an orderly manner. Jiahui and his companions howled like wolves, raised their swords and guns and rushed ashore with red eyes, and the soldiers on the ship that stopped behind also joined in one after another. They quickly passed through the construction site of the middle ring road, which was still under construction, penetrated into several main streets, and soon occupied the entire core area of ​​the middle ring. There is no resistance. The chorus of Christmas carols wafted melodiously in the hall.Pastor Liang sank deep into the soft sofa, closing his eyes and gesturing lightly with his fingers, completely intoxicated by the singing.

——Wasting electricity and listening to music at a time like this is an unforgivable luxury. There was a plate on the small table in front of him, and only a small half of the "community" was eaten.Ever since he became the spiritual leader in charge of the entire Hong Kong Island, Pastor Leung has found that his appetite has become less and less, as if he was satisfied with other things. He felt himself getting closer and closer to God. The underground attack turned into a tragedy; followed by the defeat of Victoria Harbor... 80% of the combat power (including the number and weapons) of the "Guanghua United Army" has been wiped out.But Pastor Liang didn't take it to heart at all, and he didn't show any frustration on his face.

—God must be on our side.We will all prevail in the end! He was enjoying the beauty of hymns, and he was completely unaware that someone walked in. When Pastor Liang opened his eyes, he found more than a dozen generals of the "Guanghua United Army" standing in front of him. "Merry Christmas! You came just in time!" Pastor Liang stood up, "I've already thought about the next strategy." He said as he walked to the terrace.This is a mansion in the mid-levels of MacDonnell Road, facing Victoria Harbour. "We retreated to the top of the mountain for the time being...We set up defenses in the middle of the mountain, no matter how many people there are on the other side, it will be difficult to attack. When they come to die one after another, and after the damage is almost the same, we will counterattack..."

Pastor Liang turned his head after finishing his whimsical "strategy", but found that the generals were ashen-faced, and they were not inspired by him at all.Pastor Liang couldn't help frowning when he saw it: These guys' beliefs are really weak... "We have to pass this test! As long as we persevere, God will definitely not forsake us... Huh? What's the sound?" Pastor Liang was only halfway through his speech when he heard voices coming from outside, approaching the unit. "It's... over..." one of the generals murmured.He used to be a gangster who dominated the Aberdeen fish market and conquered the world with his knife head, but he couldn't restrain his body trembling at this moment.

The door was knocked open.More than 20 people rushed in with sticks, men and women, and the corridor behind was also full of people who were about to pour in one after another. Pastor Liang was instinctively happy for the first second when he saw the crowd in such high spirits, but then he knew something was wrong. "God and us..." he shouted hastily, but couldn't finish the sentence.These are the last words he uttered in his life. Under the sticks of the angry Hong Kong people, Pastor Liang and his generals quickly fell down.The people did not curse, and silently and fiercely smashed down those bodies with the most primitive weapons.

After fighting for a full ten minutes, they put a rope around the neck of Pastor Liang, who was already covered in bruises, and then hung him from the wide terrace overlooking Central, with a very valuable view. Pastor Liang's body swayed in the cold wind, causing the crowd gathered downstairs to applaud and cheer.
Two hours later, the people of Hong Kong Island sent representatives to formally and unconditionally surrender to the invading forces in Kowloon. The "First Hong Kong Civil War" came to an end.