Beginning with the Ubume Bird-Chapter 302 - 28 War Shadows
Chapter 302: Chapter 28 War Shadows
After crossing countless ruins and mountain ranges, there lay the ancient site of Ganzhao Temple, where Danzuo Automobile had relocated its headquarters’ meeting room for just under half a year.
At the same time, this place was also considered a sacred site in the hearts of the followers of the Medicine Buddha, viewed as the reincarnation leader, Ramu Jue, who resided here.
Beyond the hot pot-shaped power plant lay a contiguous stretch of factories capable of producing firearms, textiles, canned goods, and steel materials, while the outer perimeter was fortified with solid stone bunk houses, providing a home to over one hundred thousand people.
The asphalt roads stretched in all directions, with guard posts inserted at regular intervals; there were soldiers that also patrolled the area routinely.
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The devotees of the Medicine Buddha had extravagantly constructed a temple complex surpassing five thousand square meters here, with white walls and golden roofs, complete with murals and steles. A continuous line of golden prayer wheels circled the main hall, imposing and magnificent.
However, now the area was strewn with ruins and rising plumes of gun smoke everywhere.
At the edge of the temporary military tents, the elderly and infirm anxiously watched the Black Star soldiers pacing back and forth, their gazes not so much hateful as numb.
A fierce gale whipped through, making it difficult to keep one’s eyes open.
The imposing helicopter touched down, stirring up large circles of airwaves. The rotating propeller blades ripped through the air like a black-winged dragon flapping its wings with a roar.
Below the helicopter stood a row of Black Star soldiers, standing ramrod straight, and a yellow-robed monk with a face full of wrinkles and scars on his head.
A group of not so tall middle-aged men leapt down from the helicopter.
He was broad-shouldered and thickset, with a crew cut, dressed in Black Star military combat gear and carrying two gold stars on his shoulder.
Deep nasolabial folds marked his face, with a hawkish nose and broad eyes, and white streaks at his temples. His gaze wandered among the Black Star soldiers spread out in the field for a while before coming to a stop on the old monk, to whom he then walked over.
“Hello, Liang Zhengyong.”
The yellow-robed monk bowed his head, “Xumo.”
Despite the lack of extensive self-introduction from the middle-aged man who had jumped down from the helicopter, the three words “Liang Zhengyong” already meant a lot.
Major General of Black Star armored vehicles, Commander of the Fifth Army, the youngest member of the combat committee since the founding of Black Star armored vehicles, the Southwest Fierce Tiger, Liang Zhengyong.
Liang Zhengyong stared at Xumo’s defeated complexion, his voice deep and solid, “I’ll get straight to the point. You said you hold a large number of secrets about Ramu Jue that are unknown to others, and you requested to see me. I imagine you’re not planning to try to pass off ‘Great Demon Lake’ as something significant, are you?”
“Of course not, Comrade Liang. I only guessed that the staff of Black Star armored vehicles must have hit a dead end in their investigation into Ramu Jue himself at Great Demon Lake, so I made that comment,” replied the monk.
“Liang Zhengyong.”
He emphasized again.
“Mr. Liang,” Xumo bowed his head, “I know far more about Ramu Jue and Great Demon Lake than Raine and Kuang Zhuoma do.”
Liang Zhengyong made a welcoming gesture.
“Here?” Xumo’s expression was full of hesitation, “I feel that we should find a quieter place.”
“My time is precious.”
Liang Zhengyong was terse.
Choked by Liang Zhengyong’s aggressive manner, Xumo took a deep breath before managing to say, “Mr. Liang, perhaps in your eyes, this is a farcical challenge by a group of jumping clowns to the supreme authority, but I have to tell you, from the outset, Ramu Jue had been prepared to abandon us. This man is fully capable of threatening Black Star armored vehicles, as well as the other two major powers.”
“Alarmist talk will not save you from Black Star’s military trial,”
Li Yan’s face was like permafrost that had not thawed for ten thousand years. “You have time for one more sentence.”
Jie’s eyelids trembled, and his throat moved up and down for a long time, but Li Yan did not rush him, simply staring at him flatly.
“The true target of Ramu Jue’s guns were the guests at Shuishu Park.”
After Jie finished speaking, he sneaked a glance at Li Yan’s complexion. But in the end, he was only disappointed to see a face that remained placid.
“Good, let’s go somewhere else to talk.”
A hint of a smile appeared on Li Yan’s face as he patted Jie on the shoulder. “If you’re not bluffing, then I assure you that you and your family will not be on the list for liquidation.”
Jie placed his right hand over his chest and bowed to the ground.
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“I have a premonition that the times have changed.”
Li Yan leaned against a tire and suddenly said to Song Zuo, the old man beside him.
Upon hearing this, Song replied with a smirk that was neither here nor there, cigarette hanging from his lips: “The dead came to fight the corpses, but it turned out to be the corpses doing the extermination. Of course, the times have changed.”
“I’m not talking about that, Kuang Zhuoma’s reaction was too slow.”
Li Yan shook his head. These things had nothing to do with his current situation, so he merely mentioned them in passing.
“Compared to them, the living corpse army from Great Demon Lake reacted much faster.”
No sooner had Li Yan finished speaking than a silver car hood appeared on the horizon.
Bai Laotou reminded himself that the living corpses were pursuing them, but after consulting with Song Zuo and Li Yan, they chose not to flee but to lie in ambush in this complex terrain of ruins.
Li Yan had assumed that the living corpses would come in a large-scale armored force, even preparing for the possibility that they might have weapons like tanks. But in reality, there was only one silver armored command vehicle approaching at a steady pace.
However, as the armored vehicle drew closer, Song Zuo’s expression began to darken.
On the armored vehicle, adorned with rose petals and a revolver, was the very command vehicle driven by Hao, Yin Xiong, and the others from Kuang Zhuoma’s ranks.
“It looks like the broadcast can’t be fake anymore.”
Song Zuo snorted coldly and opened his ammunition pack.
Li Yan also stood up. Faced with a formidable enemy, he suddenly seemed to remember something and casually remarked, “Actually, I’m quite curious, the conditions in district B should have been quite backward before the fierce winter, and its geographical location can’t be said to have much strategic value. Yet there are a large number of building ruins here, railroads, roads, even the government’s secret labs are built here, why is that?”
He hadn’t expected Song Zuo to respond, but surprisingly, the old man actually did reply, “In the years leading up to the outbreak of the war, shortly after the Treaty of Versailles was signed, the world began to witness many inexplicable phenomena: auroras, prolonged darkness, massive echoes from the skies. These occurrences couldn’t be explained by even the top scientific institutions, leading to rampant speculations about the end of the world—viruses, religions, meteorites. Looking back now, it seems they foretold the truth.”
“At that time, the most prevalent theory was that the apocalypse would come from a flood. District B was the highest land above sea level in the world at that time, known as the ‘Roof of the World.’ So… many bankers, even arms dealers, came here. They drove green jeeps, wore crocodile leather belts, smoked pipes, and brought boxes of money and bullets. They brought the locals mountain roads, railroads, cars, beer, Western clothes, and candy. They recklessly claimed land, hunted, filled lakes, and destroyed temples. Even when the war eventually broke out and the Inverted Wan-Character Flag spread the flames of war to every corner of the world, these foreigners still coveted this highland. But who would have thought that in the end, it would be humanity itself that destroyed mankind?”
Song Zuo paused, then suddenly chuckled bitterly, “Looking back now, it’s almost like something was warning humanity.”
Li Yan glanced at him, pensive.
