235: Chapter 235 Zong Zhengyue rushes to help Kyoto

Baili Ji nodded.

This truly felt like divine intervention.

That imposter probably wouldn't have imagined that the Nightfall organization, which he personally established, would become the sharp blade that ends him.

"In that case, this matter will be much easier to handle!" Baili Ji nodded.

"Yes, to be absolutely safe, we also need the cooperation of the Southeast Military Region," Ling Zhenhai said.

Baili Ji nodded, indicating his approval.

Multiple preparations ensure readiness.

So he contacted Yan Zhengping, hoping Yan Zhengping could convey his orders to Zongzheng Yue.

Why didn't Baili Ji contact Zongzheng Yue directly?

Because, up to this point, only Yan Zhengping knew the full story. To minimize risk as much as possible, having Yan Zhengping relay the message offered the highest safety factor.

The night of August 3, 2055.

This was the most restless night in the capital in several months.

After several months of calm, people once again heard the roars of zombies.

They didn't know when so many zombies had appeared in the capital again. People hurried to close their doors and windows, trembling in their dark houses.

Everyone prayed that those zombies wouldn't find them.

The capital had not been relocated; they were still in the city. Zombies could appear from any direction and could attack any human living area.

The Central Army troops stationed in the capital quickly assembled and guarded various key traffic arteries.

But after all, the city was too large, and once dispersed to every intersection, the number of Soldiers was already small.

"What's going on? How can there be zombies?" The imposter chairman was annoyed when he heard the Military Region's report.

All the Red Coat Sect members in the capital were under his management.

So whether there were zombies on the streets of the capital was entirely up to him.

But something was wrong today.

He closed his doors and windows, took out his telegraph machine, and contacted the Holy Envoys in the capital.

But after contacting everyone, the results reported back were all 'don't know'.

"Could it be a spontaneous zombie attack?" He was a bit uncertain.

So he issued another order, telling the Holy Envoys to take control and quickly quell the zombie riot.

But things didn't go as planned.

No one knew what was happening; the zombies tonight were unusually disobedient. It was as if someone was pulling strings behind the scenes; as soon as the Holy Envoys suppressed the low-level zombies, they immediately started rioting again, repeatedly.

The imposter chairman was having a headache over this matter when the phone rang.

Another vexing issue.

Zongzheng Yue of the Southeast Military Region called, requesting to mobilize troops to the capital for joint defense.

At this point, the imposter finally understood: someone was definitely playing tricks!

How could Zongzheng Yue be so well-informed and so eager?

He probably already knew the inside story; saying he was coming to the capital for joint defense was actually a pretext to "capture the king."

He certainly couldn't let him come; once the troops entered the capital, things would get out of hand.

"The Central Military Region is fully capable of handling the capital's security; you just need to take care of your own jurisdiction," the imposter chairman said.

"Yes!" Zongzheng Yue didn't say much more and hung up the phone.

Although Zongzheng Yue said yes, he actually sent people towards the capital.

Three hours later.

It was already 00:10 AM.

"Ding-a-ling-ling ~" The phone rang again.

The imposter chairman was still in his office, overwhelmed.

Orders had been issued one after another, but things were not developing as he had expected, which was a headache.

"What is it?" The imposter chairman answered the phone.

"Reporting, Commander, tens of thousands of Southeast Military Region troops have arrived in the South Third District, requesting entry into the capital." It was a Central Army officer on the phone. They belonged to the military hierarchy, so they didn't address him as chairman, but as Commander.

"What? Tell them to immediately return to their respective garrisons and not to enter the capital!" The chairman bristled at this news.

"This Zongzheng Yue is simply two-faced, saying one thing to my face and doing another behind my back."

"He says he obeys orders, but secretly he's playing little tricks. This is simply outrageous!"

The imposter chairman hung up the phone, cursing furiously.

"Commander Zong, the chairman has ordered you to immediately lead your troops back to your respective garrisons and not to enter the capital," the officer stood in front of the sentry post and shouted loudly.

Zongzheng Yue ignored him, neither advancing nor retreating, just staying there as if nothing was wrong.

The officer on the other side was helpless and could only shout repeatedly.

There was nothing he could do; the person on the other side had a high standing, and he couldn't afford to offend him.

"Roar ~" Before long, a group of zombies rushed over, attacking the Soldiers at the sentry post.

"Bang bang bang ~" The Soldiers couldn't worry about anything else and directly fired in the direction of the zombies.

This was what Zongzheng Yue was waiting for.

"Someone, pass down the order: assist our brothers in the Central Army in eliminating the zombies!" Zongzheng Yue ordered.

"Yes!" The messenger took the order and left.

"Clang clang clang ~, bang bang bang ~"

After the Southeast Military Region Soldiers joined the battle, the situation immediately reversed.

The attacking zombies were quickly all eliminated.

"Thank you, Commander Zong!" The officer ran over and saluted.

"Alright! You continue your duty; we are entering the capital! Zombies are very dangerous, and your Central Army is understaffed, which could cause civilian casualties!" Zongzheng Yue said.

"But the chairman..." The officer was very hesitant.

"Hmm?" Zongzheng Yue was very displeased.

The Soldiers beside him all took a step forward in unison, but they did not raise their guns.

Huaguo has such a tradition: not to raise guns at one's comrades unless absolutely necessary.