Die For Life

　　 Chen Fu sat on the captain’s exclusive upholstered chair, and it really felt different—the others were all hardwood chairs, and they were about to get hemorrhoids.

　　 Of course, this is good. If you go to a secret post on duty, you can't sit or stand, you can only bend down and squat and endure mosquito bites, then you can write the word ‘miserable’.

　　 Of course, it is not Chen Fu's turn to work like a secret whistle, and the veteran cadres will not do it either. The new cadres will take turns. Newcomers and new pork are the same in the world.

　　 As a low-level operator, he can't escape the fate of being called.

　　‘After spending so long and doing such a long time of dirty work, I finally...not the bottom layer anymore. ’

　　 Chen Fu took out a copper wine bottle and poured himself a sip. The copper wine bottle is square and square, very elegant, and can't hold much wine. In fact, Chen Fu doesn't like to drink, but he sees the high-ranking people in Jinghu District who use this wine bottle to drink, so he likes this kind of leisure. .

　　 The slightly astringent liquid slid into his throat and burned his stomach, as if it would take him away from the troubles of reality temporarily.

　　 However, other people did not let Chen Fu have such a leisurely sentiment: "Deputy Captain, on earth...what happened?"

　　 Zhou Guangshi nervously glanced at both ends of the street while holding the light guns, and other operators were also loaded with bullets and fully armed.

　　Although the Statistics Department has equipped them with gun racks, how do they need guns for the job of guarding the slaughterhouse? It was the first time they picked up the guns these days, after all, even if they were in the edge of the county, they felt something was wrong.

Chen Fu sighed, glanced at the flames rising into the sky, glanced at the chaotic brilliance of the Jinghu District, half of the mountainside in the distance, and said: "No matter what happens, we will just follow the order. The captain asked us to stay here, then defend. here."

　　 Zhou Guangshi said anxiously: "But now the county is in great chaos, in case, I mean in case, in case something happens to the county guard, then we—"

　　 "Then what can we do?"

　　 Chen Fu pointed to the top: "What do you think it is?"

　　 Zhou Guangshi raised his head and saw a first quarter moon hanging high in the night sky: "The moon?"

　　 Chen Fu said: "For Xingkejun, we are the moon."

　　Zhou Guangshi's spirit was shaken: "You mean, are we able to dispel the brilliance of darkness tonight?"

　　 "No, I mean, we are like the moon. It's useless to shine, and it's useless to shine."

Chen Fu’s words made the operators all down. Ai Lili was so bored that she looked at the brightly lit slaughterhouse behind and complained: “Why on earth are we holding this place? Are we here to be punished? We are still here to do it. Well?"

　　 Chen Fu glanced at the slaughterhouse behind him. The lights came out from the windows, and the calls of pigs, sheep and chickens were faintly audible. They stayed here for a few days and discovered the weirdness of the slaughterhouse: it was slaughtered 24 hours a day.

　　 Although the frequency is high, the workload is not large, and only a few animals are killed every hour, so the shipment volume is fairly stable throughout the day.

　　 At this time, Chen Fu recalled the scene he saw just now:

　　 Qian Yuliu branched away from the secret whistle and let two nightcrawlers in black sneak into the slaughterhouse.

In the past few days, Chen Fu had felt that something was wrong. At first, he thought that guarding the slaughterhouse was just a punishment. However, the nearby county guard station and the elite security guards in the slaughterhouse reminded him without exception: The slaughterhouse is very important, in other words, there are very important things in the slaughterhouse.

　　 Chen Fu was no longer confused when he saw Qian Yuliu covering others to sneak into the slaughterhouse. He recalled the ice coffin with golden utensils that he saw at the gate of the city a few days ago, and he had a clear understanding in his heart.

　　 Tonight's turmoil, Thousand Plume's abnormal movement, the secrets of the slaughterhouse... All these clues were connected by him.

　　Just, what do these things have to do with him?

　　He is just a mortal, a mortal who longs to live a happy life with peace of mind and groups of wives and concubines.

　　 Just listen to the order, just make a tool honestly, no one will blame a tool. Moreover, besides being a good tool, what can he do?

　　The most important thing for a person to live is to recognize his own abilities and not to be tainted by those meaningless ideals and enthusiasm. Like Teacher Lin, like Feng Chuanliu, it is precisely because they pursue ideals that are not worthy of their own abilities, that they end up in the current situation, a graveyard, a prisoner.

　　 And he just wants to pursue peaceful happiness, isn’t that too much?

　　隆隆隆—

　　 Suddenly the sound of a vehicle came from a distance. An armed light truck appeared on the other side of the street and quickly drove to the door of the slaughterhouse.

　　 "Where is Thousand Plumes?"

　　 Chen Fu immediately stood up and saluted: "Report to the deputy commander! Captain Qian led people to support the Chief Lan of the Southern Garrison. The guards here are temporarily in charge of me!"

After coming down from the light truck, Kuizhao looked around for a week, his braid was lightly floating, and he nodded slightly and said: "Okay. There has been a rebellion initiated by the Backlight Rebellion Party in the county. The slaughterhouse is of great importance. I will take over temporarily, you guys. do you understand!?"

　　 A team of operators looked at Chen Fu. Chen Fu nodded without hesitation: "Understood! Please follow the instructions of the deputy director."

　　 "Very good." A smile appeared on Kuizhao's dark face: "A team will continue to guard here, and the others will follow me."

　　 Everyone is not surprised by this change. As the deputy director of the Statistics Department, Kuizhao naturally has leadership over them. Don't say Qian Yuliu is not here, even if Qian Yuliu is here, he must honestly hand over the command to Kuizhao.

　　 What's more, Chen Fu, who is notoriously soft...

　　 Just as Kuizhao was walking towards the slaughterhouse, Chen Fu suddenly ran in front of them and asked respectfully, "Deputy Director, do you want to go in?"

　　 Kuizhao frowned and looked at Chen Fu with a low eyebrow, but seeing that he obeyed the order so obediently, he explained: "Yes."

　　 "But isn't our duty to guard the slaughterhouse? There is no need to go in, it's dirty and smelly inside, and you have to take a shower several times when you go in and out. Why don't the deputy director come here and sit here—"

　　 "Get out of the way, Chen Fu." Kuizhao said in a calm voice, "I won't say it again."

　　 Looking at Kuizhao's face, Chen Fu's body trembled slightly. UU's strong timidity made his legs tremble, and what he wanted to say was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say it!

　　 But at this moment, the first floor of the slaughterhouse suddenly blasted, the lights went out, and there was a cry of unknown people or pigs!

　　Kui gave a cold gaze, and quickly stepped forward over Chen Fu.

　　 Then Fang Jinfeng violently attacked. He blocked it with a swipe of his right hand. He was about to fight back, but he felt the deadly killing intent around his body. The martial artist's instinct made Kuizhao automatically dodge, and he dodges close-range gunshots dangerously and dangerously!

　　 "Chen Fu, is this your answer?"

　　Kui took a few steps back and put on a wolf eagle fist fighting posture, staring coldly at Chen Fu who was in front of them.

Chen Fu took a deep breath and replenished the bullets for Qing Gun. His face was regretful and frightened. Numerous emotions made his facial muscles tensed. Finally, he let out a meaningless roar and said categorically, "Captain Qian has Order, no one can be put into the slaughterhouse! A team of operators, let me stop the invaders!"

"Yes!"

　　 The operators raised their guns to aim at the people Kuizhao had brought, and the latter also raised guns to confront the operators.

　　 "Chen Fu, it seems that I misunderstood you before." Kuizhao's words meant compliment, but his voice became lower and lower: "I thought you were just a dog, but I didn't expect you to be quite spine."

　　 "But, it's useless."

　　 Chen Fujukun pointed at Kuizhao, his voice trembling with a slight tremor: "I know, it's useless for me to light up, but, just..."

In his mind, the faces of many people suddenly flashed, proud and proud parents, loving Lin Jinyao, smiling classmates, peaceful Thousand Plumes; lifeless Lin Jinyao, angry and hated classmates, fearful and contemptuous people, calm Thousand Plumes...

　　 "...Even if it's useless, I have to light up."