Alien Arms Empire

Chapter 452 Will 452 Be a Dog?
"Dead?" Standing in the open space at the entrance of the village, watching the soldiers carrying the bodies of women who had lost their breath and even stiffened to a remote place for burial, the leading company commander frowned and asked the first row who came over. long.

The first platoon leader nodded, handed the company commander a cigarette, and lit one himself, then put on the lighter and let out a puff of smoke: "I was stoned to death by a woman. Bloody and bloody... look at it." Kind of gross."

"Don't worry about that damn bastard, anyway, our mission is to eliminate all the bandits we encounter." He said as he watched two soldiers, with the help of locals, carry a dead body outside the village.

Inside the raincoat that wrapped the corpse, a muddy arm hung down, trembling slightly with the soldiers' steps.

After taking a puff of cigarette, the company commander seemed to be a little irritable. He looked away and said to the platoon leader: "The order from above is not to take prisoners, there is no need for a trial, and no one is left alive! All the gangsters must be killed!"

"Understood! They are no longer human beings, unable to be naturalized, no different from beasts." The platoon leader also took a puff of cigarette, nodded and said: "These people don't have any decent weapons, should they be collected?"

"No need." The company commander ordered: "Leave it to the villagers, tell them, there will be troops to collect these weapons later, just let them keep them properly."

"Understood." The platoon leader nodded slightly, and then saw that the company commander had been staring at the direction behind him. He turned his head and saw an old woman in shabby clothes walking in front of them.

The old woman held up her hands, and in her palm was a bloody silver ring: "Thank you for avenging my child, this is the only valuable thing on me..."

"We didn't come here for this." The company commander waved his hand holding the cigarette: "You will live a life that people should live, and you won't have to starve or be bullied in the future."

The woman froze there, not knowing what to do.Her eye sockets were extremely dry, and there were no tears to flow out.

She just stared blankly at the two men in front of her, as if she didn't understand what the other said.

"We're late..." The platoon leader took out a piece of bread from his pocket, stuffed it into the old woman's hand, and helped her close his hands: "I'll go over there and have a look."

After speaking, he gave a military salute to the company commander, and walked towards the few people who were distributing food to the villagers who were about to starve to death without looking back.

"Ah... woo woo woo..." Finally, the old woman came back to her senses and cried, as if she finally felt the sting of life that had been imprinted on her body for the past six months.

She knelt on the ground, holding the bread and the blood-stained silver ring in her hands, crying so much that no one could persuade her.

A few months ago, her son died, and just now, she witnessed her daughter-in-law being raped and killed.

Her little grandson died of illness in the few days when the mirage troops captured Dongwan Island. At that time, all the doctors on the island were captured by the army and became military doctors.

A family of four who originally had a few acres of fertile land and were able to make ends meet, was ruined in just half a year.

How can she not cry?How can you not be wronged?She didn't know what the background of these people in front of her was, and why they came here.She is just pure resentment, why wait for her to have nothing, these people come...

"Ah!" She yelled madly looking up to the sky, and Du Juan wept blood, desperate.Her cries made the defiled women of the village howl with them.

The rest of the men in the village also began to cry, and the atmosphere became more oppressive, with sobs everywhere, and cries that got louder and louder.

There are crazy women chasing and beating their men, there are thin men kneeling beside the corpses to repent and blame themselves, and some even carry long knives and look for the corpses of gangsters everywhere.

The scene became chaotic for a while, until the soldiers of the Marine Corps stopped them, and these people behaved more or less.They're used to fear, so it's natural to be in awe of the Marines.

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In the city, the head of the 1st regiment crossed his legs, put his hands together, hugged his knees, and looked at the Zheng Guo official sitting beside him as if he was walking on thin ice.

Such an atmosphere made Zheng Guo officials sweat on their foreheads.He stretched out his hand to wipe it timidly, swallowed a mouthful of saliva and continued to wait for these fathers who rushed into the city to speak.

He has witnessed with his own eyes how ruthless these people are: the dozens of thugs he carefully recruited and recruited, whose duty is to protect his veterans, were easily killed by the group in front of him.

The "guard" guarding the door was smashed into a sieve by an unknown weapon as soon as he drew his knife, and the few brave ones who rushed out to check the situation also failed to save their own lives.

Those who begged for mercy had their throats cut, and those who surrendered had their heads smashed... Now his city lord's mansion looks like hell.

There was still blood on the ground that no longer continued to spread, and it dried and solidified to serve as a backdrop for the corpse.Next to the corpse were long knives that had been left unattended, new and old scattered everywhere.

Looking at it on weekdays makes people feel palpitating. The powerful flintlock musket doesn't even have a chance to fire, so it just becomes a decoration.

Until now, he still hasn't come back to his senses, and he doesn't know how so many vicious soldiers managed to climb over his city wall.

There are more than a dozen Cyric muzzle-loading guns on it!Although the artillerymen have already run away cleanly, the newly recruited generals should always fire two shots to hear the sound and warn the police, right?

"Don't guess, the more than 200 trash on the city wall are now squatting on the side of the road with their heads in their hands, waiting for interrogation." The head of the 1st regiment finally opened his mouth and said coldly.

"No, I don't know, general, general... Which country is Meng..." The magistrate of Zheng State stammered, and didn't know how to reply.

His words were quickly interrupted by the head of the first group, who felt that he was not in the mood to waste time with such a guy.Before the other party finished speaking, he said coldly: "Those who have never killed or harmed others, they will be assigned to work in the mines, and they will pay off their debts in ten years and redeem themselves in ten years."

In an understatement, he decided the 20 years of labor of many people, as if talking about a trivial matter.

As he spoke, his tone became even colder, making people feel chills all over his body: "Those who have killed people, those who have harmed people...then it is inevitable to keep their heads."

After finishing speaking, he looked at the official of Zheng State who was already trembling with fright sitting beside him, the city lord here: "Have you ever harmed anyone?"

The more than 50-year-old city lord was so frightened that he slid directly from the chair to the ground, knelt down on his knees, and his movements were extremely smooth.

Almost at the same moment, the city lord, who is usually full of official authority, wailed loudly and grabbed the ground with his head: "General! The lower officials are forced, and they have no choice! There is an 80 years old bedridden mother on the lower officials, I have sons and daughters waiting to be fed! Spare the officials! Spare the officials!"

Head 1 twitched the corner of his mouth in disgust, and moved Erlang's legs, he was afraid that the other party would stain his boots.Unlike ordinary soldiers, cadres above the regiment level of the Datang Group are equipped with long leather boots instead of high-waisted leather shoes.

The adjutant standing next to him was almost amused. Looking at this posture, the city lord was quite proficient in begging for mercy.It is estimated that there is a lot of practice on weekdays, and maybe even "participated in actual combat".

"I'm asking you a question! Have you ever harmed someone?" The head of the 1st regiment continued to ask, looking down at the city lord who was kneeling at his feet.

"It was all done by others! It was all done by bandits outside the city! It has nothing to do with me! It has nothing to do with me! I am a tax collector..." The city lord quickly pushed the responsibility away.

"It doesn't matter what you say! Later someone will interrogate you. Whether you are guilty or not depends on your previous virtue." The head of the 1st regiment was noncommittal.

"It's really none of my business! I, I'm just greedy, I've been greedy for some money..." The city lord continued to plead: "General! Please spare my life! I'm willing to give everything I got from greed, Give it all... give it all..."

"Stop bribing me with money! I'm different from you! If you really haven't done anything too embarrassing, you can die if you don't want to." Although the head of the 1st regiment hates it, he also knows that there is an order to spare the life of the city owner. So that he can help deceive Zheng Guo.

So, reluctantly, he pointed out a clear path to the kneeling city lord: "Will you be a dog?"

"Yes! Yes! This officer is your dog! A dog!" The city lord kowtowed like garlic, and quickly grabbed the last straw to save his life.

Looking at him like this, it is estimated that if necessary, he can imitate a few dog barks to prove his identity as a loyal dog.

"If you want to survive, remember two things, I'll just say it once!" Head 1 stood up: "Number one! Be obedient! Do the things that are entrusted to you well!"

"Definitely! Definitely!" The city lord hurriedly knelt and nodded.

"Second!" Head 1 had already walked towards the door: "You are not worthy of being a dog for me! You are not worthy of being a dog for me! Someone will come to be your master, so don't give that person a reason to kill you!"

"Yes! Yes, yes!" Knowing that he didn't have to die today at least, the city lord who almost peed his pants kowtowed again and sent away the leader of the 1st regiment.

Walking out of the gate, the head of regiment 1 looked at his adjutant: "When will the supplies be ready? When will the follow-up garrison take over? We must hurry up and go to the next island!"

The adjutant nodded: "It will take time for the follow-up troops to land on the island... Our supplies also need to be replenished. You may not have imagined that the most we lost... only food, candy, tents and raincoats."

Head 1 paused, then nodded: "Hurry up! Let them go as soon as possible."

"Okay." The adjutant nodded: "Fortunately, we are here."

"Well, fortunately we are here." The head of the 1st regiment nodded his head and left without looking back.
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Happy birthday!I still owe everyone 3 more...haha.

(End of this chapter)