Chapter 702： People's choice

"It's all those **** **** making trouble, well, what do you think they are taking prisoners..." The rows of standing still pressed their assault rifles, looking at the small town in the distance.

He has been waiting here for about 10 minutes, and still hasn't waited for the order for them to retreat or advance. So he can only wait anxiously here, letting his mood get worse.

Burrison, who is also standing here, is also very disturbed. According to the previous plan, he should have already occupied the town by now.

However, the opponent's weapon did not stop him from attacking, but a white flag stopped him. This is also a very uncomfortable state for him. He would rather go in at once and kill all the demons on the opposite side.

"Forget it! No need to wait for any orders." Burrison finally bit his back tooth socket and bitterly put down the telescope in his hand, stretched out his arm, and pointed to the small town not far away.

Then, he gave an order to make all the soldiers excited: "Offensive! No need to wait for orders! Everything is business as usual! If they don't bring out their weapons, we won't open fire on them! The troops pass through the city and take control. Command the heights! If anyone resists, then kill it!"

Following his order, all the wheeled armored vehicles in the row were started, and the roar of the engines masked the sound of the troops' advance.

There were no soldiers in the vehicle. The soldiers followed on both sides of the chariot. Everyone with their weapons, cautiously launched the advancing battle formation, keeping a safe distance, and approaching this demon town little by little.

The town of the devil was quiet, but after walking in, Burrison realized that there were obviously more people here than he thought.

The streets are full of naked demons. Fortunately, the weather is not cold at this time. Otherwise, it is estimated that these demons will be frozen into hard corpses in a few hours.

Most demons are women, or it is more appropriate to describe them as females. These bare-breasted women simply have no shame. They let their sagging **** be exposed in the air, and they don't even bother to cover them with their hands.

Some elderly people are still strong, but they don't have any clothes to cover their bodies. These demons stood quietly on the road, tiredness written on their faces.

No one spoke. Seeing the Ailan Hill heavy wheeled armored vehicles that had been parked in front of the intersection of the town, these people pulled the white cloth strips that were all dirty and stained in their hands, and they looked like It is a group of refugees waiting for relief.

In fact, they are indeed refugees. Most of the demons here escaped from the city. Because of the shelling, they hurriedly left their homes and fled all the way to here. They didn’t even have time to rest, and they found out. I didn't even bring out what I ate.

Without food and no place to rest, they lost their ability to move, so until now, they can only wait here.

As for what to wait, in fact, these demons don't know themselves, maybe they are waiting for their new owner to arrive, or they are waiting for their own death.

A demon in armor pushed aside the crowd. He didn't have a long sword at his waist. The armor on his body looked good. At first glance, he was a mid-level officer, the kind with a high status in the original demon army.

In terms of ability, he is also comparable to the existence of a great magician. If he drew out his saber, he could also fight with the human heavy-armored grenadiers in front of him for a while, and perhaps drag a few human soldiers to die together.

But obviously he didn't plan to fight now, he just held a piece of white cloth, and walked cautiously a few steps in the direction where the human came from.

"I...I am a demon's chief of a thousand people. His Majesty the Demon King gave me a task. I...I must complete it." The demon obviously has no experience in negotiations, because in the earlier days, they were The victorious side is a fierce, bloodthirsty alien, and naturally there is nothing to talk about with the aborigines on the magic continent.

Unfortunately, now that the subject and the object are transposed, he also has to use less proficient language to pray to his opponents for a chance to speak.

The good news is that the soldiers on the Magic Continent opposite him gave him this opportunity to speak. He heard the officer on the opposite side respond in an icy tone: "In our world, lifting the white cloth strips means surrender... What exactly are you holding these white cloth strips to convey? What does that mean?"

"Yes, I was ordered to surrender to you with these defenseless demons." The demon officer didn't seem to want to surrender. He just followed the orders of the demon king and made something that the demon had never done before. Choose it.

"Our Majesty the Demon King released her kindness. She left me here, I hope you can..." He said, turning his body sideways, and gestured to the demonic civilians behind him who were more like beggars than beggars: " Let go of these non-combatants."

"Did you let our civilians go?" Burrison sneered, feeling as if he had heard some joke.

He really felt that these demons were very shameless now. They slaughtered thousands of humans, but demanded that humans let their civilians go.

"Sir, if we clean our hands, no one knows what we did here." In the crowd behind Burrison, a squad leader pointed at the unarmed demons with a black hole and suggested in a cold tone.

For these soldiers, another difficult choice lay before them. If they put down their weapons and accept this shameless surrender, then they have a chance to retaliate.

But if they take up their weapons and use demonic methods to deal with the demons in front of them, then they will also fall from their souls into demons, and become demons with no moral bottom line and no compassion.

No matter how they choose, it seems that they are not willing to accept the result. Therefore, all of them are holding their weapons and waiting for the orders of their officers.

"We don't have soldiers here... the combat troops have retreated." Seeing the enemy in front of him still holding weapons, the demon officer raised his hands and emphasized a little nervously.

He regrets waiting here to execute the order of surrender now. At this moment, he doesn't even have a sword. If the opponent is intent on killing, he will die here if he can't even fight back.

I couldn't get out of the door, and I collapsed at home. I was really out of state for the past two days and had a terrible headache. Long Ling did not owe updates as much as possible, but the update time was a bit messy, I'm very sorry.