Chronicle of the Republic of China

The next day, Commander Gu was found throwing his body at an intersection.

Paint was splashed all over his body, and the murderer wrote on the ground with bright red paint, "The law of heaven is not fair, death is not a pity. Kill this thief, and our generation will rise." Sixteen large characters.

When the propaganda team arrived at the scene, they were stupefied with fright when they saw this thrilling scene.A few minutes later, they lay down on the dead body and wept bitterly, and sent someone to carry away Commander Gu's cold and stiff body.

The situation in Yuncheng was raging, and everyone in the propaganda team searched the whole city like crazy, vowing to catch the murderer.They arrested nearly 50 suspects in just two days. After the torture and interrogation failed, the propaganda team ordered a public crusade meeting to be held in the largest square in Yuncheng three days later. To participate.

Everyone knows what the Crusade Conference means. In the past two years, everyone has also understood the work style of the propaganda team. Yuncheng was not defeated by the flames of war that year, but it has worn away the spirit of this town in more than 700 days and nights. With a good look, the culprit is dead now, but countless people have died at the hands of the culprit.This death was not a death in the physical sense. Many people were tortured to the point of insanity, just like the director. Many people were so depressed that they didn't even know who they were.Everyone hopes that the members of the propaganda team will die, but the facts tell them that if a culprit dies, more people from Yuncheng will be buried with him. If the entire propaganda team dies, Yuncheng will probably become a dead city. city.

Everyone tremblingly waited for the day of the crusade meeting to approach. On the penultimate day, strange leaflets flew all over Yuncheng.

There were only sixteen words written on that leaflet, which was the sixteen words written when the leader of the propaganda team died: the way of heaven is not fair, death is not a pity.Kill this thief, and our generation will rise.They floated all over the streets, and no one knew who did it. In late autumn, the wind was strong, which created a strange and shocking scene—the streets and alleys of Yuncheng were covered with flying leaflets.Especially the other party used a thick red pen on the last four words, "My generation rises", deliberately outlining the key points.

This made the people in Yuncheng think that it really floated down from the sky. In a desperate situation, people especially believe in ghosts and gods. They feel that they can't even see the sky, and even think that Commander Gu has been punished by heaven.

The leaflet floated into the Red Cross, covering Wuyu's face, and he wiped it off, staring blankly at the sixteen words on it.

As the real author, Fang Wuyu never knew who misappropriated his words.He guessed that there was a group of underground elements lurking in Yuncheng, who had long been dissatisfied with the style of the propaganda team and tried to compete with the propaganda team.They borrowed Commander Gu's death and the words left by the murderer to create public opinion and stir people's hearts.

Fang Wuyu desperately wanted to find them, join them, let this end as soon as possible, and rescue Meng Xisheng.

Originally, Fang Wuyu would not go to the Crusade Conference, but he arrived on time that day, and saw that the raging crowd not only filled the square, but almost flooded several alleys.The cultural propaganda team set up a bamboo and wooden platform in the center of the square. They stood up below the platform like pacesetters, and each of them held a big horn in his hand.

Not long after the opening of the meeting, the more than 50 suspects were pushed onto the stage.They were covered in scars and shocking. Some of them fainted during the criticism and struggle, and were picked up by the propaganda team. They knelt down on the stage and knelt under the eyes of everyone. The common people dare not speak out.

Fang Wuyu saw half of it, so he didn't want to look any more. Given his distance, he couldn't actually see much. From a distance, he could only see a lot of people gathered on the stage.Just as he was about to turn around, he heard a low cry of surprise. He found that the people around him raised their heads, and he subconsciously followed suit, seeing countless leaflets falling from midair.

Everyone jumped and stretched out their hands to grab, and those who caught would give one to the people around them, until everyone had four or five in their hands.

The leaflets were still floating around, covering the sky and covering the sky, covering all sightlines.The propaganda team was angrily scolding, yelling at this ghostly person, and at the end of the scolding, they didn't care about their status, and all the dirty words flew out until the accident happened.

One of the suspects bit the flyer that floated over, and after seeing the sixteen characters on it clearly, he shouted out the sixteen characters.The propaganda team picked him up from the stage, and between pushing and shoving, the man flew off the stage, hit the hard ground, twitched a few times on the ground, then tilted his body and became silent.

He was probably dead, or just in a coma, but at this moment, everyone thought he was dead.There was a voice coming from the crowd, Fang Wuyu couldn't hear it because of the distance, only a slight reverberation came over.Soon, he saw commotion in front, followed by restlessness in the rear.

The accident was out of balance in just 1 minute.

Countless people rushed to the high platform and went forward.When the stairs were crowded, they climbed or jumped on the platform.The more than 50 people on the stage were quickly released by them. The strongest men hugged them to protect them. The trumpets in the hands of the propaganda team were knocked off one by one. At first, the propaganda team was still shouting and cursing, and then gradually turned into screams .

In just 5 minutes, things got out of hand. The propaganda team was overwhelmed by the crowd and couldn't see it. The stampede of the crowd quickly heated up, and countless people were tripped to the ground, but even this could not stop the crazy crowd .They stepped forward desperately, squeezed the high platform down, grabbed the leaflets in their hands and stuffed them into the mouths of the propaganda team. Suddenly, after more than 700 days and nights, they were finally aroused by their animal nature, and began to bite people with open teeth and claws.

Fang Wuyu held his breath. He was pushed forward repeatedly. At that moment, he had a flash of inspiration and shouted: "Prison! Prison! Theater! Theater! Let's save them! Let's go and release them together!"

Soon someone shouted along with him, the team changed direction, and the flow of people rushed in all directions. Everyone rushed to the theater and prison to save their relatives who were still trapped there.

Fang Wuyu fell down twice, and was trampled over his body, causing his whole body to fall apart in pain.He finally got up, and when he got to the prison, he saw the guards shooting at the crowd.He hurriedly hid aside, tried to follow the flow of people and rushed in with gunfire several times, but was stopped.

Everyone was frightened by the gunshots, and finally stopped going crazy, especially the fallen corpses made people regain their senses.

Three hours later, the police barely managed to control the order, and the high platform built in the square collapsed, like a well-designed play that was comically wiped out.

That day, the streets were full of blood and leaflets, and even several corpses were just displayed on the ground, and no one came to clean them up.

In the evening, the twilight blooms richly, basking in the messy cloud city.Strangely, such a tragic scene did not frighten people, but instead allowed them to break through their long-standing depression.The blood was glaring, but flowed well.

A few days later, the Yuncheng government counted the losses. A total of 21 people were killed and nearly 700 were injured, of which more than 100 were seriously injured. Property damage has not yet been counted.

The theater was completely smashed, all the people on trial were released, and someone used paint to write the sixteen words on the theater curtain. The prison was the only place that was not broken into because of the firepower of the prison guards.

As for the propaganda team, there were 30 of them in total, 17 of them died, the rest were all injured, ten of them were seriously injured or even disabled.The casualties of the propaganda team were not counted in the big data, as if they were special.

This matter was uploaded to the top management, and soon the propaganda team was severely criticized for what they did in Yuncheng.

The news reached everyone's ears. At that time, everyone thought that the strange event that had been noisy for two years was finally over.

No one expected that a month later, another team would come to Yuncheng to replace the propaganda team.They openly opposed the propaganda team's approach, but they lived in the repaired theater on the day they entered the city, and deployed police forces outside the theater.When they sent the cultural propaganda team away, they also summarized the reasons for the failure to the cultural propaganda team, and said a word, we must fight with literature, not with violence.

These seven words have become the weather vane of Yuncheng's future years.

Everyone began to find that everything was back to the days when the propaganda team first arrived, and the three rosters reappeared in everyone's eyes, with a terrifying red, blue and green colors, and the newcomers learned the lesson of the chaos , became more cautious, and more sinister.

This was 1970, and Yuncheng fell into terror again. Everyone's spirits seemed to be dissipated in the chaos, and no one knew when this situation would end.

Fang Wuyu still watched helplessly as Meng Xisheng was trapped in the prison, but his white hair grew out one by one, ruining his age.He is still hiding in the Red Cross Society, and this former square house has instead become a cage to imprison him. This is probably retribution, and let him, the unscrupulous descendant of the Fang family, taste the taste of painting the ground as a prison.

In April 1970, China launched the first artificial earth satellite, "Dongfanghong-4".When Fang Wuyu read the news in the newspaper, he wanted to cry and laugh at the same time.Human beings can build a satellite and fly into the universe, but why their hearts are still so narrow.

In 1971, China resumed its legal seat in the United Nations.This year the Red Cross took in an intellectual who was released from prison. He had been locked up with Meng Xisheng.Fang Wuyu learned from him that Meng Xisheng was not doing well in prison.Interrogation, labor reform, and because of his escape from prison, Meng Xisheng became an "accomplice" and forced Meng Xisheng to reveal his whereabouts.Meng Xisheng had nothing to say for a long time, he was silent, silent from beginning to end, and endured all the sufferings that followed, only at the moment when he learned that Fang Wuyu had escaped, he finally raised his eyebrows, smiled happily.

In 1972, China's first practical hydrogen bomb was successfully tested.Fang Wuyu left the Red Cross Society and moved back into his and Meng Xisheng's home.The place has been searched several times and no one has been there for over a year now.Fang Wuyu simply cleaned the dust, and lived quietly at home every day, and the neighbors next door didn't know that he moved back.

In 1973, the direction of the wind began to change slowly. Fang Wuyu was always sensitive to current events like an animal, as if he could smell the future in advance.Before he waited for the light to come back, he was the first to learn a piece of news that surprised and saddened him from his former hospital colleagues——

Meng Xisheng was released from prison, and he is now in the hospital, critically ill.