Chapter 315

At the same time, with more and more members of the organization, they have gradually accumulated a batch of weapons through the trade with the illegal goods trafficking organizations outside the city. Although they still can't compete with the powerful church, they also have the ability to launch armed attacks locally.

They also tried to blow up the pharmaceutical factory of "bosian", cut off the supply of "bosian", let people wake up from the state of walking dead and overthrow the church together.

However, their strength is still too weak, and several attempts ended in failure, which did not cause any substantial damage to the church, but their own losses.

So in recent years, they have been sleeping in the dark, recuperating, and secretly continue to absorb the awakened emotional offenders, reserve weapons and ammunition, and accumulate strength for the next attack.

But this time he didn't plan to act rashly, but he was prepared to do it after he had a complete grasp. After all, there are not many of them who are "awakened". Each of them is an important force against the church and can't be wasted.

However, in recent years, their resistance organizations and those "awakened" who have not joined them seem to have been arrested a lot less. In the past, at least a few people were accidentally exposed and caught to be cremated every day, but these two days are suddenly becoming less. Is it coincidental or for some other reasons?

Is there any plot in the church?

No wonder he is suspicious. Although their headquarters is hidden underground, they still work and live on it most of the time. Although they try their best to cover up and pretend to inject "Boxian", they always show their flaws. It means that they can't be seen by people around them or patrol soldiers at any time and find out that they have feelings.

Every day, brothers and sisters are found for various reasons, and even captured in front of them. Of course, their results are needless to say. In fact, each of them lives in a kind of panic, and they don't know when they will be captured by the soldiers who suddenly appear.

Including himself, I don't know if I can live to see the day when the church was overthrown.

At this time, their most worried things suddenly and significantly decreased, which was a good thing, but he could not help wondering whether there was any conspiracy in the church, deliberately so as to relax their vigilance, or have other intentions.

Just as Jurgen was uneasy because of the recent abnormality, he thought hard, and a pleasant music suddenly sounded in the room behind him.

The voice was not loud, but it clearly spread into his ears, which made him stunned for a while.

They also have records, but behind him is his office. There was no record player or any kind of music player before. So, where did the music come from?

Jurgen glanced at the people outside and found nothing unusual. Then he turned back to the office and looked for the voice.

The area of this room is not large, and the layout is more simple. There is only one desk, one bookshelf, and two chairs. It is clear at a glance.

When Jurgen came in, his eyes turned to the desk. To be exact, it was a drawer on the right, from which the sound came.

Jurgen walked to the desk with a dignified face, hesitated, and then slowly reached out to open the drawer.

As the drawer was pulled open by him, the sweet music came out more clearly. Jurgen could not help enjoying the beautiful music and looked into the drawer.

I saw a palm sized smartphone lying quietly in it, and the sweet music came from it.

The phone's screen is now on, showing the interface of a music player.

When Jurgen saw the mobile phone, his pupils couldn't help but shrink. He was sure that he had never seen the mobile phone before. There was no such mobile phone in the drawer. Who put it quietly in his desk?

Church?

He couldn't think of anyone else besides the church, but if it was, the location of their base would have been exposed. It might have been surrounded by troops now. At the next moment, priests would rush in and kill!

Thinking of it, Jurgen's forehead oozed a layer of sweat, and his eyes fluctuated violently.

Is that the end for us? I'm really not willing to!

He didn't want to overthrow the church and save everyone, so he failed.

But after a long time, there was still no movement outside. Obviously, there was no abnormality. Jurgen could not help but calm down.

No!

If it's really a church, they don't do anything else. They put a mobile phone in his desk. It's meaningless except that it's possible to make a fuss. But who is it except the church?

Those contraband organizations outside the city? Let's not say if they have the ability to find their base. Even if they do, they don't have the ability to quietly put their mobile phone in his drawer.

You should know that as the leader of the resistance organization, although he does not have a high status and power and is equal to other people's identity, he is responsible for leading the resistance organization after all, and his office also has a lot of confidential documents and materials, so the company usually not only locks, but also has a special person to guard.As for their betrayal, there is no possibility. Anyone who is absorbed into the resistance organization and can come to this underground base is absolutely trustworthy.

They have a common ideal and goal, which is to overthrow the autocracy of the church and restore freedom. For this reason, they are willing to sacrifice!

Can't live freely in the sun. What's the meaning of living.

So the people in their organization are brave men who are not afraid of life and death. Those who are afraid of death either inject "Boxian" into obedient corpses, or try to escape from the city and live.

While the illegal goods trafficking organizations outside the city are all outlaws, but they are for more and better food and materials, and these are exactly what their citizens in the city do not lack, so they are not likely to be paid.

Who is it?!

The more in-depth thinking goes on, the more confused Jurgen's brain is. No matter how hard he thinks, he can't think of any clue, but the sweat on his forehead is more and more, flowing down the forehead.

At this time, the music of the mobile phone suddenly stops by itself, and the above picture also changes into a chat box. Next, a line of text appears on it automatically.