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The war came as expected.
Outside the military outpost, white smoke billowed from the rocket launcher, and rockets streaked away with dazzling fire.
"Direct hit, covering unit 14, kill confirmed. Corrected coordinates (, 23), barrage coverage, completed."
"Copy that, fire from position 3."
“…”
Standing in the command room, the holographic map collected by Aurora-20 fed back the real battlefield situation to Jiang Chen.
The vanguard of the mutants who had arrived five kilometers away from the water plant were beaten to the point of being unable to find their way under the cover of NAC rockets and the assault of exoskeleton soldiers.
However, these mutants do not inherently understand what fear is.
The air strikes on the virus production base obviously angered these mutants.
The Gru tribe once again mobilized a regiment of troops, a total of 5,000 people, trucks equipped with towed artillery, anti-aircraft cannons, and pickup trucks modified with steel shells and vehicle-mounted machine guns, and marched toward the NAC outpost in a mighty manner.
This advance force includes the most powerful warriors of the Gru tribe<="l">. Including lead mutants armed with power hammers, machine gunners wearing steel plate armor, and mutant dogs with nuclear bombs strapped to their backs.
However, the complete annihilation of the vanguard made the mutant commander calm down a little. Instead of calling for soldiers to rush forward in a swarm, he formed a loose formation based on the city's terrain and sent slaves and mutant warlords to launch an attack on the NAC outpost. Several tentative attacks were made, but all failed.
For some reason, NAC did not show its full strength at the beginning, which gave the mutant commander the illusion that the two sides were equally powerful.
However, the Empire did not suffer from this illusion. Humans' unmutated brains are obviously much smarter than mutants.
The empire also mobilized two corps, totaling 10,000 troops, and deployed them near the outskirts of Hongcheng. This is almost half of the empire's wealth. This is the first time such a large-scale military operation has been carried out in Hongcheng.
However, compared to the brainless advances of mutants, imperial soldiers are much more cautious. Much more cunning too.
They built fortifications on the edge of suburbs, reinforced abandoned buildings with steel bars, dug trenches to divide battlefields, and connected buildings with holes in the ground.
It must be said that this method of warfare is very effective when dealing with heavy firepower, and is also very suitable for the straggler fighting style of the Predator.
From the beginning, they showed a defensive attitude.
However, Jiang Chen didn't care about the empire's actions. From the beginning, he had no intention of using suppressive fire to deal with the empire.
The cost of a "Fireball-1" shot is 100 credit points. According to the exchange rate of the Sixth Street, it is converted into about 500 points of Yajing. More than two thousand rockets were thrown out, which looked like fireworks, but in reality they were just throwing money away.
For the empire, there is no need to burn such money.
If you want to tear down this building, you only need to use your brains on the floor tiles that they step on and ignore them, and there is no need to fight with those rabble.
…
In the tavern of the imperial capital, a few bottles of good wine were rarely placed on the rotten wooden tables.
The two sat opposite each other and drank freely.
"I think adding population base to the word power is a hooliganism in itself." After drinking too much, the mercenary wearing a fur hat also became louder. Under Zhao Dongbao's deliberate guidance, he began to talk nonsense.
On the seventh day after arriving in the imperial capital, Zhao Dongbao once again found the mercenary who brought him in and offered to treat him to a drink.
Wine is a good thing. It can anesthetize tense nerves. No one in the wasteland doesn't like it.
At the wine table, Zhao Dongbao also successfully found out his name and details.
Xiao Hu, a mercenary active between Hongcheng and Wushi, basically lives his life by following the caravans on both sides. Living a down-and-out life of being drunk now and drunk the next.
This kind of person is very clever but has no brains. It's easy to use.
"Oh?" Zhao Dongbao took a sip of the wine in his glass and looked at him with a smile. "Your insights are unique."
Feeling a little overwhelmed by the praise, Xiao Hu grinned and said with a smile, "The people here are a bit weird. Many rookies who come here for the first time don't understand the situation and why mutants are willing to live in harmony with humans."
The smile on Zhao Dongbao's face became even stronger, and he said softly, "I would like to hear the details<="l>."
After saying that, he waved to the bartender beside him and motioned for him to have two more drinks.
"You can find that except for the poor people in the slums, people here live a pretty good life. But people are not happy... Of course, I mean those who live here permanently, not vagrants like me who are looking for fun everywhere. ."
As he said that, a mysterious and silly smile appeared on Xiao Hu's drunken face, and he moved closer to Zhao Dongbao, "Do you want to know why?"
"Of course." Zhao Dongbao said with a smile.
"They pursue a strange set of equality standards. That is, a small number of people get more privileges, while the majority of humans get less power. They call it fairness... fairness based on ethnic groups."
"I'm surprised... Isn't the emperor human?"
"It's the person who cuts the cake, not the person who bakes it." Xiao Hu burped, drank another glass, and said without hesitation, "The emperor is elected by the Senate, you can expect them to eat Pie? Stop dreaming. Even if two walls of this gym collapse and the mutants kill a few humans, they will still have a lot of meat and fish... Thanks to NAC's caravan, they couldn't afford it even if they had money before."
When the emperor and the Senate were discussed in public, the bartender and the people around him had already turned their attention. Many people who were afraid of trouble had already stood up and left their seats. At this time, a mutant who had just returned from hunting sat at the empty seat at the next table and ordered a bottle of low-quality wine from the bartender.
Zhao Dongbao, who was sitting opposite him, laughed out loud. He glanced at the dull mutant calmly, shook his head and said, "Let's not talk about the emperor. I want to hear what you think about those...well, the privileged people. evaluate."
"No comment. Those lazy and lazy beasts can't do anything except raise slave mutant fruits that don't dare to resist. I heard that the FEV virus can turn the brain into paste? Hehe, it's not their fault. And that elder of the Gru tribe, hey? Would anyone worship a cancer patient with a tumor on his back as a god—"
Snapped!
A loud slap interrupted him. He whipped him out of the door along with a few white teeth.
At some point, Zhao Dongbao, who was sitting opposite him, had disappeared.
Xiao Hu, who was chirping at the bottle of wine, became louder and louder. It reached the ears of the mutant man. The big man named Andile immediately slapped the table and stood up, then slapped him on the head with a wave of his hand.
The back touched the cold cement floor. Xiao Hu suddenly woke up from the wine and reluctantly raised his body from the ground. His bruised and swollen face was immediately covered with fear.
The Elder is the supreme leader of the mutants and the god in the hearts of every Gru tribe mutant.
Not to mention insulting, even talking about it in public will be regarded as disrespectful by mutants.
"No, not me. I was just drunk..."
Xiao Hu, who fell to the ground, had no time to deal with his wounds. He moved back on the street while tremblingly looking at the strong mutant man walking towards him.
Not to mention that he didn't have a gun on him, even if he did, he wouldn't dare to shoot at the mutants here. If a mutant kills him, he will be locked up for a few days at most. If he kills a mutant, he will be used as a slave to the mutant.
This is simply worse than the death penalty.
Andile smiled evilly, stepped out of the hotel threshold with clenched fists, and walked towards the human who fell on the ground<="l">.
In full view of everyone, the mutant stepped on the mercenary's body. He raised his fist and punched the mercenary in the face.
Click—
Xiao Hu seemed to hear the sound of the bridge of his nose breaking, but his head was knocked unconscious. Even if he wanted to scream, he couldn't.
After a few punches, the punches hit the flesh, and blood stained the dark green fist.
"Stop fighting, he's almost dead." Someone whispered, but when he saw the fierce gaze, he immediately looked away.
"Anyone who dares to be disrespectful to the elders is disrespectful to the Gru tribe! Anyone who is disrespectful to the Gru tribe will die!" Bathed in the sight of hatred and cowardice, Andile rode on Xiao Hu. Grinning wildly, waving his thick fists.
"Ouch!" The mutants applauded. Cheers to this warrior.
Maybe they didn't really respect the elder, they just instinctively longed for violence and killing. And people face their fearful eyes. It even encourages them to go to extremes.
The guard came toward Andile, but Andile was not afraid.
Even if he beat this human to death in the street, he would only be in prison for a while, and no jailer would dare to treat him unfairly. Perhaps it won't be long before the centurion of the Gru tribe will negotiate with the imperial bureaucrats and let them release him.
His amber pupils swept across the crowd, he bared his teeth arrogantly, and his ugly mouth opened and closed two words.
"coward!"
Until the miserable-looking mercenary stopped breathing completely, no one stepped forward to stop his violence.
But at this moment, his expression froze on his face.
His eyes met the muzzle of a gun hidden in the crowd.
And a human smile.
boom!
Gunshots rang out, drowning out the noise of the market.
In an instant, a piercing scream sounded.
"Killed!"
Andile fell in a pool of blood, his wide eyes filled with disbelief. He couldn't believe that he would die in the empire, and it was still the capital of the empire.
The guards looked around helplessly, trying to find the shooter, but it was futile in the face of the huge crowd. The angry mutants pushed and beat innocent people, trying to find the shooter.
Following the chaotic crowd, Zhao Dongbao had disappeared around the corner of the market.
The dead Andile will never know that his death has laid the foundation for the collapse of this empire.
And the same scene is happening in every corner of the empire.
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