Chapter 426: Right or wrong, not one person drove a mecha past the heavy security of the Qihe District garrison and entered the quagmire area, and then forced his way through the defense line of the swamp area army and entered the real quagmire dungeon. This plan ¡ "Is it possible?" Looking at Ji Xingli like a madman, Zhao Zhuo frowned and asked, "No matter how idiot you are, you should know what the answer is." "If you can be patient and listen to what I have to say, maybe you can I won¡¯t think so anymore.¡± ¡°Ha¡ª¡ª!¡± Zhao Zhuo opened his hands and smiled in an exaggerated way. He sneered and pointed at the woman: ¡°Okay, I¡¯m all ears now. . Just listen to what you said! I want to see if you can convince me with just a few words! No, even if it makes me think that this behavior is so bad 10%, 100000%, even if there is a one in 100,000 chance of success, I will do whatever you ask me to do! " "I just hope that you can cover me to the swamp area as we agreed at the beginning, and you don't need to follow me! Go, I just need you to help me delay the firepower of the Qihe garrison." The woman, whose face was calm but whose voice was obviously trembling, suppressed the excitement in her heart and stared at Zhao Zhuo with her eyes, as long as there was even a flash in his eyes. Without the slightest hesitation or flinching, she would not tell him her complete plan. The smile at the corner of Zhao Zhuo's mouth became more and more sarcastic, but his eyes surprisingly showed no hesitation or flinching. For him, this kind of gamble that is destined to win doesn't matter even if he risks his life: "Okay. I will use my uncle's name to guarantee that as long as the plan you mentioned has a one in 100,000 chance of success, I will help you." "You break through the blockade of the Qihe District garrison at the junction of the two districts." "You only dare to guarantee it in the name of your uncle?" Ji Xingli said scornfully. Zhao Zhuo chuckled: "Believe me, this name is definitely the highest sincerity I can show. I have no father, no mother, no relatives, and even my uncle recognized me halfway. Who is the best person to me in this life? The biggest impact, he is undoubtedly the only one. Even compared to my life, he is the one with the greatest impact.¡± There was no excited explanation or anger, just a simple statement with a smile, but this sentence revealed. Something about it made Ji Xingli instinctively believe that what Zhao Zhuo said was true, and that his "uncle" was indeed more important than his life. So she took a deep breath, closed her eyes and comforted and encouraged herself for the last time, then suddenly turned around and walked to the corner of the wall, squatted down and patted the floor in the corner. "Da da da" slapped the floor in the corner like a ball, and Ji Xingli's voice also rang out: "You should know that the Quagmire District is the most special slum area in the Federation, and it is also one that the Federation has deliberately forgotten. Area. The people living there live the most miserable life in the world, like hell. In addition to the local residents who were born there, some of the poor people in the swamp area are imprisoned by the federal government for violating federal laws. My brother was one of these people who was exiled, and our family was heartbroken because of his incident. If possible, we were willing to pay any price for his return. I know you would say that this was an offense. The law should pay the price, but he actually" At this point, the woman's words suddenly stopped, as if something was stuck in her throat and she couldn't speak out. Her hands were still tapping the floor. Zhao Zhuo had been silently looking at the floor under her palms. At this time, he was surprised to find that the floor, which should have been extremely hard, moved with Ji Xing. As the pear kept beating, it became softer and softer! Just like a piece of hard plasticine changing from hard to soft under constant kneading and patting, the situation looked extremely strange. For Zhao Zhuo, it completely subverted some of his perceptions, so that he had a look of astonishment on his face. The look on his face, his mouth slightly open, just stood there in a daze. Ji Xingli's movements continued, and the palms of his hands were still beating according to the inherent rhythm. The floor under his hands became softer and softer with the beating, and in the end, it gradually turned into something like ooze. In this state, every time you slap your palm down, the surface of the floor will ripple slightly like water waves. Then, Ji Xingli's thoughts seemed to finally come together, and he skipped the words he had said before, and spoke again in a soft voice: "Criminals also have family and friends, and people who care about him and love him. He also has parents, brothers and sisters, and a lover Even if he deserves it and the crime is extremely heinous, his family members will not change their feelings towards him because of this. Others can despise him as much as he likes. Some relatives and friends can kill their relatives out of necessity, but in fact, the vast majority of family members will still try their best to make amends and rescue them, especially when they feel that the crime they committed is not serious enough.In the quagmire area, or simply thinking that after being wrongly accused and framed, the incomprehension and grievance in the heart will always be uncontrollable at a certain moment and they will do some crazy things: some will start to rebel, some will commit suicide quietly, and some will Some will want revenge, some will try to rescue There are actually not a few such people in the entire federation. Although there seem to be very few people in the entire federation, and they probably have no connection with each other, in the vast sea of ????people, in ordinary life, they may get acquainted because of one or two accidents, and thus know each other's affairs, and then produce resonance. As a result, one rebellion turned into two rebellions, and one rescue turned into two rescues These people who had the same experience, under the influence of the thread of fate, began to tangle into threads, and then snowballed. It keeps getting bigger and bigger, becoming organizations and collectives that work hard for a common goal. Then, at a certain moment, when they felt that they were strong enough to accomplish that thing, they began long-term, careful, and tacit planning and preparation. ¡± The floor, as soft as mud, finally softened into a puddle of mud that could be easily reached into. Ji Xingli put his hand into it and fumbled to take out something. When he turned around and stood up again, he held it in his hand. He is already holding something that looks like an electronic clock, and on it, there is a line of small red fluorescent text: There is still one day left in the countdown to the swamp rescue plan! "So, I am not alone. " ;