Chapter 984: Ten Days
Shangjing City.
The warm winter sun is far above the gray sky, and the cold wind blows through the bustling streets, covering the wetlands by the roadside with a thin layer of hoarfrost.
Beside the dark brown bare tree trunks, countless pedestrians wrapped in thick down jackets, bowed their heads to the frozen red palms, let out a breath of heat, complained about the weather, and hurried away with their hands in their pockets.
Zuo Qing was holding a cup of hot tea, standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, the hot air rose slowly from the cup, forming a cloud of white mist in front of the window.
His eyes stared at the distant sky, wondering what he was thinking.
"Heavenly Court was born..."
He paused and sighed, "This peaceful life is finally over."
On the sofa behind him, an old man in white was holding a black chess piece in his hand, gently placed it on the chessboard of the tea table, and smiled slightly.
"Reluctant?"
"Of course, after all, who doesn't like to live in peace?" Zuo Qing said slowly, "But since the war has come to us, we can't be beaten passively... When we win, the days of peace will return .”
He turned around, went to sit down opposite the old man in white, took out a white piece from the chessboard, and dropped it on the board.
"Grandfather, what are the chances of us winning?" Zuo Qing asked.
Jiang Ziya didn't answer in a hurry, but picked up a black stone and dropped it again. On the chessboard in front of him, there were a total of four black stones at the moment, surrounding the solitary white stone.
"If it's just passive defense, it's only 10% at most."
"Then what about taking the initiative?"
Jiang Ziya narrowed his eyes slightly, lifted the white stone, moved it one square to one side, and shook the black stone that was closest to him out of the chessboard.
Bai Zi breaks the game, with one against three.
"...Thirty percent."
"It doesn't sound like good news." Zuo Qing sighed.
"War is not a simple game of power. In addition to a decisive victory, there are many factors that can affect the battle situation." Jiang Ziya said leisurely.
He stretched out his hand and pointed to the three sunspots.
"Who can guarantee that these three sunspots will not have other accidents?"
Zuo Qing looked at the three sunspots, as well as the sunspot who was knocked out of the game, and fell into deep thought.
"Grandfather, how much time do we have left?"
"Ten days."
Ten days...
Zuo Qing nodded.
At this moment, two knocks sounded, the door of the office was pushed open, and a night watchman walked in.
"What's up?"
"Commander Zuo, the [Night Curtain] team is back."
Hearing these words, Zuo Qing frowned, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
He picked up the teacup and took a sip of the hot tea, his hanging heart relaxed a little.
It's really time for these little guys to come back...
"They also abducted a human ceiling with an artifact from Japan." The night watchman continued.
puff--! !
The hot tea Zuo Qing was holding in his mouth spouted out suddenly, and landed precisely on Jiang Ziya who was opposite him.
Jiang Ziya: ...?
"What did you say?!"
...
Night's Watch Cemetery.
The cold wind rolled up the snow-white petals, like the first snow in winter, flying among the cold tombstones.
A figure in a black suit, holding a bouquet of white flowers in his hand, was standing quietly in front of a brand new tombstone.
On the tombstone, there are several large characters deeply engraved:
——【Blue Rain】team member, deputy captain of the 136th team stationed in Cangnan City, the tomb of Wu Xiangnan.
Lin Qiye stared at the tombstone for a long time, then bent down, gently placed the white flower in his hand in front of the tombstone, and let out a long sigh.
The tombstone of the night watchman was carved by the deceased's teammates. This is an unwritten rule within the night watchman. Back then, Zhao Kongcheng's tombstone was carved by Hongying himself.
And now the [Blue Rain] team has been wiped out, and among the 136 teams stationed in Cangnan, only Lin Qiye knows that Wu Xiangnan has died in battle, so Lin Qiye can only engrave the tombstone of the vice-captain himself.
This is the first time for Lin Qiye to engrave a stele for others.
Because Wu Xiangnan turned into a Taoist body and left no body behind, the tombstone in front of him was just an empty tomb.
In the lonely cemetery of the night watchman, he was the only figure standing quietly in the cold wind.
After a while, the second figure walked into the cemetery.
"Commander Zuo." Lin Qiye turned around and saw the person coming, and opened his mouth.
"Yeah." Zuo Qing was beside him, his eyes fell on the tombstone, and there was a complicated look in his eyes, "I heard about Wu Xiangnan on the way here... To be honest, I haven't heard about it until now. I can't believe it, the three of you killed a god."
"God, Deputy Team Wu killed it." Lin Qiye glanced at the tombstone, "The king and I are just trying our best to help him fulfill his long-cherished wish."
"It's amazing." Zuo Qing said, "Every one of you is."
Zuo Qing bent down and placed the flowers he brought next to Lin Qiye's flowers. After paying homage, he walked out of the cemetery with Lin Qiye.
"Commander Zuo, the Heavenly Court has descended into the world." Lin Qiye said.
"Ok, I know."
"Next, what will happen?"
"...I don't know the specifics." Zuo Qing was silent for a moment, then said, "In this vortex of war between gods, we can do too little. Our most important mission is to protect the people behind us." Ordinary people, guard Daxia well.
If it is said that the Great Xia God is the first line of defense of the Great Xia, then we night watchmen are the second and last line of defense standing in front of all living beings.
No matter what happens, we can't mess up. "
Lin Qiye nodded silently.
What Zuo Qing said is correct, if the all-out war of gods is really launched, it will not reach the ceiling of human beings, and there is no qualification to participate in it at all. Although [Night Curtain] is a special team, it is far from a war between gods. Far.
All they can do is defend the last line of defense.
"What do we need to do?" Lin Qiye asked.
Zuo Qing seems to have made arrangements for this, and said calmly: "The big battle is coming, there is no time left for those rookies in the training camp to grow slowly... I will give you ten days, after ten days, they must After graduating from the training camp, we will be assigned to different Night Watch squads. Only in this way can we recruit enough veterans to go to the front line.
In the next few years, these recruits will be the backbone to maintain the internal stability of Great Xia.
For these ten days, no matter what method you use, you must make them qualified night watchmen.
Can it be done? "
ten days?
Hearing these two words, Lin Qiye's heart sank slightly, but he nodded without hesitating for too long.
"can."
Since Zuo Qing said the number of ten days, it means that after that, there must be some kind of change, and the sense of crisis lingering in Lin Qiye's heart becomes more and more intense.
Their time is running out.
