The efficiency of the gray-clothed army will naturally not be as slow as those old members of Congress, especially when Losha personally pays attention. So within two days, the preparations for the big-character poster plan have been announced to be over, and the next thing is to look at the actual effect...

At dawn, the night has not yet subsided.

Don, Joshia and some young men and women stood in the shadow not far from the entrance of the station. These people were from the Propaganda Department and are now considered to be Joshia's subordinates, among which Colin, whom Don had once mischievously played the role.

"Tang, is this a sign of gray space? Uh... it's very domineering." Joshia pointed at Tang En's left chest and asked in surprise.

Tang En is now wearing black armor, and the skull logo is branded with a dagger-piercing skull. To be honest, it can be considered as domineering, but it still gives people a feeling of horror, deep and bloody...

"Uh, yes." Tang En touched his nose, feeling a little embarrassed.

It was a long time since Tang En had the idea of ​​printing a logo on the gray space. It could serve as a mark and unite people's hearts, just like the corporate cultures in the present world. But he thought about printing a dagger at that time, but somehow little Carol knew about it. So she ran to the blacksmith alone and found the old man who helped her build the sickle. She skillfully said in the name of Tang En that she would add a skull, and it turned out like this...

Thinking of this, Tang En couldn't help but complain, saying that a little girl, why is her thoughts so violent and bloody? Could it be that I was wrong? Uh, but that's fine. If you brand a kitten and a puppy, should you go out to see someone in the gray space...

Joshia nodded, and didn't say anything more on it. She changed her expression of interest and looked at the resident in the night: "Dang, can David and the others pass through smoothly?"

Tang En and the others are waiting for members of the gray space. After training overnight last night, Tang En announced a mission to allow them to break through the resident defense in the early morning. If the guards are alarmed in the middle, they will fail.

"It's hard to say, but there must be some that can be passed." Tang En answered casually, then shrugged and wondered, "Didn't you agree to gather at six o'clock? Why did you come so early?"

"It's okay anyway... Well, I'm actually excited and can't sleep." Joshia stuck out her tongue and showed excitement. "The big-character poster plan has finally been implemented. I've been thinking about this all night..."

Since Tang En doesn't want to be a hero, the big-character poster plan is naturally pressed on Joshia's head. Luosha has promoted her position in the publicity department for this consideration. With such expectations on her back, Joshia is of course nervous and excited. In this way, it is not surprising that she has insomnia.

"Captain, don't worry, I believe this plan will definitely succeed." Colin said confidently on the side.

"Well, I hope so." This matter is of great importance. Joshia, who has always been firm, was also a little worried about gains and losses, and then cheered up: "Brother Colin, aren't I going to say it anymore? Just call me Joshia."

Colin was stunned and then spread his hands out, "Okay, Joshia."

Don Eun nodded: "That's right, Joshia, you're too nervous, relax. Well, when did my idea fail?"

"Uh, cheeky!" Although he knew that Don En was just comforting, Joshia still felt relieved and smiled.

The same comfort, but the effects of the two were far apart... Colin's face turned gray and he sighed slightly, but then he returned to his smile.

Tang Encha's habit of distinguishing colors has penetrated into his bones. Seeing this, he curled his lips and sighed inwardly that the beauty is powerful...

While chatting, the people from the Propaganda Department were also secretly staring at Tang En. Now his devil's nickname has spread wildly in the base, and the gray-clothed soldiers looked at him with a little weird look. After a brief contact, these people found that Tang En was quite easy to get along with, but the mark on his chest was a bit scary...

After about ten minutes, Mixiu flashed out from behind like a ghost, screamed at the boss, and then stood behind Tang En.

There is no doubt that among this group of new and old gray space members, Mishe has the best hidden hidden skills and is also the first to arrive here.

After some time, some new and old members emerged one after another. At the same time, riots were spreading in the north and south directions of the station. Obviously, some members were still arrested.

Tang En frowned. He was undoubtedly dissatisfied with such a result. The station post was not aware of this operation, so the chance of success was undoubtedly greater. But even so, some people still failed.

Half an hour later, the sky was still dark and no one came here.

Tang En glanced behind his back and his face turned darker. So far, a total of 31 people have arrived as required, with twelve old team members here. In other words, ten people have been discovered.

This result shocked the propaganda department staff who were standing aside. Is the defense at the resident so vulnerable? More than 30 people lurked in during this short meeting!

Of course, this is undoubtedly a shame for Tang En. He now doubted whether the training these days had been wasted... Suddenly raised his eyebrows, he was shocked to find that David was not here either. You must know that he was the only one of the old team members who did not come.

"David broke through the south." Mithur instantly understood Tang En's thoughts, stepped forward and whispered, "It seems that Brother Frey is guarding there today."

"..." Tang En opened his mouth and was speechless. This makes sense. Not to mention Frey's own peak strength in the intermediate warriors, he was his old brothers and the well-trained spear-breaking team. It was a disaster for David and the others to encounter.

"You will get people later. All the unpassed backpacks are plus ten kilograms." Tang En looked calm and continued, "By the way, remind the camp guards to make up for this defense loophole."

Although there are objective reasons, failure means failure, and necessary punishments still have to be included.

This... is not satisfied? The people in the Propaganda Department looked at each other, and were a little confused.

"Yes!" Miche responded.

Tang En nodded, turned to Joshiya and others with a mumu-expressed expression, "Let's go, let's go now!"

“Uh, oh…”

…………

This time, the big-character poster plan is only a pilot implementation, and the goal is to choose an unknown village ten miles away from here.

Everyone was excited at this time, and their speed was much faster. When they arrived at the outskirts of the village, they saw a trace of light.

This season, people in the village naturally did not wake up. Some occasional poultry calls set off the tranquility here.

"Wait!" Tang En left a sentence and floated into the village. There were probably only more than a hundred families here, and the scale was not large.

After walking around, Tang En quietly fainted from a dozen watchdogs. This time he came with Joshia, which was Luosha's arrangement, and his main task was to clear obstacles and ensure the safety of the personnel.

After Tang En got it done, Joshia and the others entered lightly. Spread the roll of paper, choose the wall, and paste it...

A few minutes later, everyone quickly evacuated, leaving behind a dozen pieces of painted paper stuck to the flat exterior wall.

"Huh, Huh..." Joshia's face turned red, and she dared to breathe when she was outside the village.

Tang En was surprised: "What's wrong?" It took only a few minutes, and it was just a few papers. Why did Joshia look more tired than running ten miles just now?

Breathing slightly calmer, Joshia bit her lip: "Dang, why do I feel like we are thieves?"

"Uh..." Tang En said with a lot of laughter and cry: "Why do we think so? We haven't stole anything."

"Just think it's weird..."

Joshia and the others are just a preliminary pilot this time, so they need to secretly paste it to observe the real reactions of the civilians. If possible, they naturally don’t need to be so vulgar in the future.

After doing all this, I waited next. However, Joshia and the others were not idle either. A few of them changed into the pre-prepared Hunter outfits, etc., and observed the reaction, and naturally they had to get in.

Tang En is an expert, and he has already advised the people who were going to enter when he came. Besides, they didn't ask for any perfect disguise, as long as they could dress up as passers-by hunters and civilians in the next village.

No matter which world is in, civilians, or people at the bottom of society, are the most diligent groups.

Soon, a peasant woman who got up early to fetch water opened the door and found the poster paper on the wall of her house after walking a few steps. From her mouth, she could clearly see her surprise. After she turned around, she found that more than a dozen families around her were like this.

The peasant woman immediately turned around and entered the house, and after a moment, she walked out with a middle-aged man.

Gradually, the village began to become lively. Every family opened the door, staring at the drawing paper on the walls of their own or other houses in a daze, and whispering to each other. Several enthusiasts kept running around, wanting to finish reading all the promotional papers.

"Okay, let's go in!" Tang En took the lead in walking out of the hidden place and headed towards the entrance of the village. Joshia and a few dressed-up people followed.

If it were normal, they would naturally be of attention, and the closed small mountain village would be very interested in any fresh face. But now everyone's attention is almost on the wallpaper, so Tang En and others who are scattered in are not paid much attention.

The promotional paper posted this time includes text and comics, which can be clearly seen that more people gathered in front of the comics.

"Hey, who posted this?"

"Maybe it was a prank by some kid. I think it was the second dog from the old Parker family..."

"Uh, what does this mean?"

"I can't understand it? I don't understand this very well. Tsk tsk, that fat head and big ears really look like our Master Bai Yi!"

"Haha, don't say it, it's really similar!"

...

The fat head and big ears are the image of aristocrats, which is not vilified, and most nobles are indeed the case.

The nobles all have their own fiefdoms, which is a major source of their economy. There is no doubt that Master Baiyi is the owner of this village. Judging from the masters of this wilderness, Master Baiyi is naturally not a great nobleman, but in fact he is probably a lord or knight without a title.

After mocking the nobles, the common people also understood the meaning of this simple painting.

"Aren't that yellow-faced person the only one who has a lot of muscles? These damn greedy masters."

"Yes, sucking our flesh and blood has enriched their big belly!"

"It seems like a toad..."

"Children go... Have you heard that you have to hand in more flour this month, and this is simply not giving us a way out!"

As if they were touched by a string in their hearts, the village name gathered in front of the drawing papers, and everyone was excited.

The naughty child who was pushed out looked angry, then his eyes turned, ran a few steps to pick up a small yellow stone from the ground, and then turned around and squeezed into the crowd.

As everyone watched, the child raised the stone and wrote the words "Bayi" on the aristocratic belly.

"Uh...haha..."

The villagers laughed even more happily, turning all the hatreds that had gathered before into this unscrupulous ridicule.

The child was encouraged and became even more excited. He immediately ran to the wallpaper elsewhere and repeated the actions just now. Wherever he went, it naturally caused bursts of laughter...

Don En and Joshia looked at each other on the outside, and then followed the crowd and looked down on the drawing paper.

The last one posted at the west end of the village is not a painting, but a dense small letter.

"Who knows the old village chief? Please invite the old village chief."

At this time, the villagers were completely interested. They knew that what was written on it was probably the person who posted it.

After a while, an old man with a gray beard was helped out. Everyone consciously gave up a way out. People always feel awe or admire what they don’t know, so everyone respects the old village chief who recognizes the most in this village.

The old man looked up and down, maybe his eyes were blurred, so his speed was slow. Although everyone looked anxious, they did not urge him.

Finally, "Ahem, this is written by the gray army!" The old man said the owner of these wallpapers in one sentence.

"Grey-clothed Army?"

"No wonder, my uncle's aunt's... children joined the gray-clothed army. I heard that this is a team that is considering us."
To be continued...