Chapter 950： No need to control

"No one? That's great." The Grenadier officer of the Ailan Hill Empire sneered, then pressed the radio communication device on his shoulder, and said: "Hello? See the one over there. There are no windows, is it an abandoned building?"

"I saw it!" Inside the headset, there was a clear voice with almost no current interference.

"Aim the main gun at the building over there and destroy it!" The grenadier officer gave an order to fire.

Then, behind everyone, on the armored vehicle that had been repainted with digital camouflage, the turret seemed to have its soul all at once, and it began to turn in an instant.

In the next second, the new 35mm rapid-fire gun on the turret spit out flames, and the blazing flame, coupled with the deafening clatter, made all the civilians shrink their necks at once.

In people’s horrified eyes, that terrible, very solid-looking, weird chariot spewed out an astonishing tongue of fire, and the dazzling sharp light like a long sword rammed across the abandoned building on the far Light smoke burst.

This new type of machine gun, which can pour hundreds of shells in one minute, is too much to use to attack this kind of unreinforced housing bunker.

Within a few seconds, the dense tracer bullets acted as a cutting machine. A whole wall was beaten in rage, and finally fell overwhelmed.

Immediately afterwards, the center of gravity was lost, and the roof with no support tilted down, hitting the collapsed wall, and splashing more dust.

And the armored vehicle that opened fire didn't mean to stop at all. It continued to pour its own shells until it completely smashed the building into rubble before it stopped.

Amidst everyone's stunned, the Grenadier officer of the Airanhill Empire, who ordered the fire, struck a bullet into the sky. After attracting everyone's attention, he shouted: "Is there anyone else with a problem?" "

Obviously, everyone has no problems now. After all, it is very shocking to see a building destroyed by modern automatic weapons. It is impossible for these poor people who have never seen the world to have the courage to continue to ask questions. Even, they can't remember where their courage came from before.

Seeing these civilians who were no different from the quail, the Grenadier officer of the Ailan Hill Empire spat contemptuously at his feet, and asked ironically: "We still need drugs to control you? "

In fact, almost all civilians cannot afford to resist when facing modern automatic weapons.

This is not something like courage at the trouble, but because they resist or not resist, the outcome can no longer be determined by them.

At this time, what you can hope is the quality of the other party, that is, the kindness or compassion of the strong.

If the powerful do not have these, then the massacre or enslavement is almost inevitable: just like the Indians in North America, their resistance has not brought them any changes, their numbers have also been weakened, and not all the people who survived The beneficiaries of the resistance.

So, how happy it is to have a strong motherland...

The commander looked down at the civilians under his feet, and was full of contempt for their previous non-cooperation. He cleared his throat and continued to question loudly: "Look at yourself! Are you worthy? Do you need to deceive you to be slaves?"

"Kneel down! Kneel down for me!"

Under his command, all the civilians hurriedly knelt down. They did not dare to disobey the order, for fear that the murderous official standing on the high platform would order the terrible armored monster to fire and slaughter them.

"Only you... still need drugs to control you? It's ridiculous!" He fiddled with the body of the city guard officer under his feet, and found a place with less blood to stand again.

He raised his head and looked at the civilians who were kneeling on the ground, feeling that they were so similar to what he used to be.

These people are also conscientious, and they don't know who is their savior. Allowing them to distinguish right from wrong may be thousands of times more difficult than letting them die.

"My order is very simple! Keep order by yourself, and then listen to our arrangements! Everyone must be vaccinated against the plague!" He pressed the gun with one hand and shouted loudly to these poor people who were at a loss. Tao.

"If someone misses it, you will die! If someone resists, you will die! If you run away, you will die! If you mess around, we will kill you and go to the next village to perform the same task!" He said in series Many dead words made the people underneath even more frightened.

After finishing a series of dead words, he continued: "Use your uncivilized mind to think about it. The former slave owner, enslaved you and let you work, did you pay you?"

"Did those nobles and city masters give you fairness and reason when they oppressed you?" He didn't hear anyone's rebuttal, he wanted to continue talking to himself. Computer::/

He still didn't hear the rebuttal, so he continued to say, "If we want you to work, if we want you to work, we need to give you a good face? Need to pay you? Need to reason with you?"

Anyway, no matter what he said now, it is unlikely that anyone would question: who would dare to question this fierce Ellen Hill next to the dead body in this place and the collapsed building?

As for how old this high official is, whether a second lieutenant counts as an officer, and whether he needs to call an adult, there is no one to wonder.

"Now, immediately start execution!" The officer of the Ailan Hill Empire Grenadier looked at his watch and ordered loudly.

Then, under the muzzle of the black hole, even no matter how reluctantly, these civilians had to start to reorganize the formation, one by one towards the Ailan Hill grenadier troops who seemed to be much more kind. Medical soldiers.

Soon, the first civilian who was vaccinated by the medical soldiers of the Ailan Hill grenadier unit, clutched his aching arm, and walked to the second position where she needed to stay.

The soldier in this position was a young man. Without saying a word, he directly handed the woman a piece of fresh bread.

Then, after seeing this piece of bread, the crowd behind instantly became agitated. No matter how much the city guard officer brags about the great achievements of Earl Hermann, there is no real intuition.

The woman was obviously stunned, and subconsciously took out the two copper coins she had just picked out of her tattered clothes, and wanted to pass them to the young soldiers who were distributing bread.

But the young soldier didn't mean to ask for money. He just waved his hand impatiently and motioned to the woman to hurry up with something.

For him, the charging women in Dossenal are obviously much cleaner than the one in front of him... At least the women over there have health certificates for regular check-ups, and the village women here are unlikely to have such things ...

Here, the young man felt the gap between people for the first time, which was so huge that it was impossible to look directly at him.

At this moment, he, who has become a true Ailan Hiller, finally feels a trace of the condescending feeling of the magician overlooking the mortal back then.

"No money... they don't even want money! The gods are here! As long as they give me enough food, they control me, and I recognize it too!" The old man who followed the peasant woman just thought he had been vaccinated. His arm hurts fiercely, but at this moment he forgot the pain and shouted excitedly.

This is really a good bread. Although the place of origin is Dossenal, although the preservatives in it may be a bit too much, it is indeed bread, and it is indeed edible, delicious bread!

Hearing what the old man said, he saw that the old man had indeed received the faint, pale yellow bread that seemed to glow like ears of wheat. There was only a sound of swallowing saliva in the crowd behind him.

Seeing those obedient civilians operate according to their instructions, the commander of the Ailan Hill grenadier continued with satisfaction: "The order given above is to let us treat the rescued laborers who can act on their own. They are all gathered together, working for relief, let you participate in building roads, farming land, and getting food and other remuneration."

"There are currently more than 300 people in the village who can move. If you want to work, it is estimated that only a hundred people can participate." He took a rough look at the figures of these yellow-faced and thin refugees and estimated it. digital.

In the hopeful eyes of people like a pilgrimage, he paused and continued: "Those who are willing to participate can receive more bread! As long as you are willing to participate! You can get more rewards! It can be bread, It can also be medicine, or some other daily necessities!"

At this time, the woman who received the salary was brave, raised her hand and tentatively asked a question she was very concerned about: "I...I can work...but I'm not as good as a man...I can't do heavy work... "

The officer of the Ailan Hill Empire smiled, the smile on his face no longer indifferent. He shouted to everyone: "There are a lot of work, and building roads is just one of them! Those who can't do heavy work let those who can move over to distribute food, and those who can work go straight to the village entrance to level the land!"

"Women can also help take care of the sick and wounded, as well as help with cooking or other things! As long as you are willing to work, you can get food! I speak for words!" He said in a different tone from the last time. A sentence that is no longer annoying: "I said, let you work, and you need to control you with drugs?"