683: Chapter 327: The Supporter Who Finally Arrived 683: Chapter 327: The Supporter Who Finally Arrived No one knew where this rebellion began.
Perhaps it started with soone’s rallying cry, or perhaps soone tried to break through a blockade.
Even the heroes who analyzed this battle afterward and the scholars who re-examined this historical event years later could not find a clue.
In this era, there were many naless people.
It should be said that in any era, there are many naless people.
These naless individuals made up a great river of history.
But for people, the splashes on the river’s surface and the sound of water hitting the banks were much more noticeable than the water itself.
But in reality, that is very normal.
Even in this era, people still had social relationships.
Familial and friendly affections, simple emotions that have existed since humans hunted in groups, still had not eroded by today.
The arrested martial artists often had their own relatives or friends.
Not just them.
The civilians who were mistakenly hard these days, or those who were killed or arrested by the Mobile Cavalry due to ideological unrest, all had their own relatives or friends.
So wanted to rescue their friends.
Others rely wanted to be close to their relatives and see them one last ti—these people did not even think about reversing the decision of “execution.”
They tried to approach the place of execution.
But this collective violence against governnt forces was enough to be systemically defined as “rebellion.”
So, the first person who approached the blockade line was turned into a sieve by machine guns.
A man tried to climb to a high place and shout.
But just as he reached the rooftop and was about to stand up, his head was blown apart by bullets.
A woman tried to link arms with a friend to form a human wall.
This might not have produced any actual combat power, but it could prevent a crowd from collapsing and maintain morale.
However, no sooner had she begun to move than her head was gone.
The two friends next to her, upon realizing what happened, also had their linked arms severed by bullets.
Soone attempted to shout to the nearby crowd to stay calm, but was killed by a drone.
Soone tried to sneak from a corner to eliminate a governnt gunner, but had their head picked off by lurking Mobile Cavalry.
The network was firmly controlled by the governnt, so people could no longer use this modern ans of communication to gather strength.
They were rely coincidentally choosing to arrive at this place at this ti.
No organization, no goal, no discipline.
Any sign of collective resistance was snuffed out in its infancy.
Occasionally, a few martial artists erged and defeated several soldiers.
But not many.
In the past few days, the surviving martial artists from the battles in the Martial Arts School district faced the hunts of the Mobile Cavalry.
They were not heroes, and almost never trained in surveillance and counter-surveillance, hunting and counter-hunting skills.
Even the best among them, purely in terms of external martial skills would surpass the Mobile Cavalry, the cavalry had a hundred ways to prevent them from leveraging their advantages.
Even the data of these martial artists were completely public.
The Mobile Cavalry could completely bring targeted weapons to fight them.
The truly powerful and rebellious martial artists, if they did not join forces with the heroes, then they were taken away by the Mobile Cavalry.
The martial artists who participated in this spontaneous uprising were generally of low level.
Lei Daye and Yuki jumped onto the rooftop and this is the scene they witnessed.
With quick thinking, Yuki pulled Lei Daye down, pretending to be just curious onlookers who happened to be on the roof.
But Lei Daye could feel the young man trembling.
It was anger mixed with a hint of fear.
Yuki, watching those expertly destroying the “hidden powers” among the crowd, rembered the words his master had said three years ago, before his mories had been restored.
“Martial Arts…
shouldn’t be like this…”
Lei Daye nodded, “We should destroy that firepower point…”
Suddenly, a hand reached out, pressing down on Yuki, “Wait!”
Lei Daye instinctively took a stance.
But Yuki held him back.
Yuki recognized the person.
Hidden under a city environnt camouflage net, Yuan Wenren expertly fitted a gun barrel.
Her voice was very calm, “Listen, little brother.
‘Martial Power’ isn’t the sa as ‘Martial Arts.’ What you’re facing now is called ‘military.’ It sotis aligns with order, rebellion, independence, but more often it binds with ’empire,’ ‘tyranny’ — they might use so of the training thods created by heroes, and early heroes absorbed many tactics from military strategists over the years…
These two are not clearly distinct.
But to us, ‘Martial Arts’ is the technique of rebellion.”
During her speech, Yuan Wenren had already identified several firepower points.
Only then did Lei Daye understand.
He pointed at Yuan Wenren, “She’s also a hero…”
Yuki nodded at Yuan Wenren, “Senior Sister Yuan, when do we make our move?
Please hurry, the casualties among the civilians are…”
“You need to face one fact, little brother,” Senior Sister Yuan spoke solemnly, “even if we make a move, we need to ensure one thing, that the ‘governnt won’t see the civilians as an ard force helping us.’ If we combine forces with them to repel a wave of Protector attacks, a massacre will et them.”
“This is Earth, the stronghold of the Protectors, where that lackey eternally oversees humanity’s cradle.
We must confront this fact.
Perhaps at this stage, only near the Asteroid Belt in the Space Cities, such an uprising could succeed.”
Yuki asked, “Then what should we do?”
“Rescue our companions, eliminate the chief evil, and for now, appease their rage…” Yuan Wenren pulled out a USB drive from behind, “Naless Senior said when he ca, if he found you, to give this to you.
You head to break through over there.
Naless Senior said this matter concerns so confidential information, and he currently trusts only you with it.”
Yuki took the USB drive.
He understood that it probably related to his master’s true identity.
Yuki no longer hesitated.
He took one last look at the suffering crowd, greeted Lei Daye, and then left.
Only Lei Daye remained, lying beside Yuan Wenren.
The forr master asked, “Is that enough?
Can people’s anger really be appeased…”
“Temporarily appeased,” Yuan Wenren corrected, “The governnt indeed has many ways to make people forget their pain, but the rage simring in the dark, is as dangerous as an open fla.
As for actions like now…
they change nothing.”
Lei Daye felt that the hero’s tone did not match her calm actions.
He asked, “What do we do now?”
Using a nearby wireless signal, Yuan Wenren shared her vision with Lei Daye.
Lei Daye was surprised to find that in the crowd, individual special red dots were marked.
Additionally, various concealed buildings were marked with yellow dots and yellow dashed lines.
“The red ones are Mobile Cavalry, the yellow ones are firepower points, and the yellow lines show the potential directions of their gun barrels,” Yuan Wenren explained, “Then, we wait for our companion’s signal…”
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