The news that Tiandu fell not only caused storm in the Bharat Province, but also in the Muscle Community Building in Shuguang City, shocking four buildings.
The most interesting thing is that this scandal was not caused by the alliance, but by the Bugra Free State, which the Empire thought it had a good relationship.
Although the relationship here is a bit confusing, it can still be explained clearly.
Because the relationship between the Free State and the Legion has always been good, and the Empire is an ally of the Legion, the Duke of Galawa has always regarded the representative of the Free State as his own buddy.
The profitable businessmen in Free State happen to be famous for making money in silence.
They never pick customers when doing business, but only look at whether it is profitable. Therefore, it is naturally impossible to take the initiative to strip the empire's underwear, but they have been hiding behind the legions and alliances and quietly develop the market in the Bharat Province.
If it weren't for the fact that several senior salesmen of the Huostone Group were caught by the thugs in Tiandu, the authorities would be under too much public opinion, and this representative of the Free State really didn't want to interrupt.
As for the Duke of Galawa, he was kept in the dark from beginning to end, and he even learned recently that Wu Tuo was no longer in the sky, but had hid in the Port of Jingalun.
And when he learned that the sky of the empire had fallen into the hands of a group of thugs, he immediately widened his eyes as he sat in the conference table.
It looked like a stranded goldfish.
All nonsense!Tiandu... in the hands of the rebels?Why haven't I heard of it?What's your intention to say now!He stood up angrily, but only spoke a rebuttal that he was not right.
There were whispering sounds in the hall, and all the faces were filled with surprise.
These people are representatives of other small survivor forces, such as garbage city, dam city, etc.They neither understood nor cared about what happened in the empire, but were only surprised.
However, the expression on Duke Galawa's face is very interesting.
That's his own family matter. Why do you feel like he just heard of it?
Looking at the Duke of Galawa who looked jealous of evil and seemed to have been betrayed, the representative of the Free State just shrugged.
OK, just think I'm talking nonsense... Although I really don't expect you to help, depending on your later performance, I guess you don't even know what happened at home.
That respectful you became you unknowingly.
He paused, and he said again.
We should use our own mercenaries to save people.
As soon as the words came, the scene was filled with whispers.
Duke Galawa, who was slapped in the face in front of him, even his nose was crooked, his shoulders could not be stopped, and he pointed his finger at the arrogant and unreasonable guy.
You, do you know what you are talking about?Sending troops to the empire's territory is an infringement of the empire's sovereignty!This is invasion!If you dare to let those mercenaries dare to take a step into the territory of the empire, don’t expect them to go back alive!
Tsk...I don't know what you are talking about is you, Mr. Galawa.
Looking at the angry Galawa, the representative of the Free State had a hint of sarcastic expression.
Even ridiculed.
Even if this is an act of infringement of sovereignty, we are also infringing on the sovereignty of the illegal regime of the "Yanush Empire". What does it have to do with Xilan?For us, employees are an important property of the company. Since we have bought insurance for them, we have to make this insurance work.
After a pause, he looked at the other people in the conference hall, especially Cheng Yan, who was sitting in the league seat, and Captain Bennot Wanfu, who was sitting in the legion seat.
These people are truly able to speak.
Didn’t anyone invite this ‘unrelated person’ out?The Xilan Empire has become a historical term. What else can he do while sitting here besides yelling?
Bennot, sitting in the legion seat, had no expression on his face, and his deep eye sockets seemed to have been in a while for several nights, and he was even more unwilling to the proposals of the representatives of the Free State.
He is in trouble now and has no time to care about the dog he raises.
Cheng Yan glanced at Bennott, then looked at the representative of the Free State and the Duke of Galawa with a gray face. After a moment of silence, he coughed lightly and seriously.
The seats of the Mustard Community are granted to residents of the Bharat Province, not a certain person, or an organization, or even a certain royal family... However, I do not agree with the cancellation of the Xilan Empire due to political turmoil. This violates the spirit of the Mustard Community and the rules we set.
A hint of hope appeared in the Duke of Galawa's eyes.
Although he didn't like the alliance and hated the manager's follower even more, when he heard this guy talking for him, he couldn't help but smugly raised the corners of his mouth and looked provocatively at the representative of Liberty Bang who was curling his lips.
However
Before his pride lasted for two seconds, he fell into the abyss again because of Cheng Yan's next sentence...
However, with the current situation of the empire, it is indeed not suitable to continue to attend the Mud Community Conference.Even if they voted at the meeting, they were not able to fulfill their obligations…so I propose to temporarily freeze their seats until the survivors of the Bharat Province re-elected an organization or individual that could truly represent their ideas, and then thaw the seat as appropriate.
This is entirely out of normal and reasonable procedures.
After all, the mucose community is a mucose research institution that discusses collective affairs on the wasteland. Today's empire has not even wiped the shit on its butt, and there are even hidden dangers of dragging the entire wasteland into their internal disputes.
Letting this kind of messing around in a meeting is harmful to them and to others on the conference table.
Before fulfilling the obligation to end the wasteland, survivors of the Bharat Province should settle their troubles first.
Not wanting to see Duke Galawa's begging face, Cheng Yan looked straight ahead of the venue and said.
Vote.
Almost all representatives in the audience had a green light, and only the college abstained.
I think apart from the alliance, only the companies voted in favor out of complete goodwill, and other votes of favor are somewhat malicious.
After all, Duke Galaw is used to being arrogant on weekdays and offended people a lot for the empire.
The voting situation is at stake for the empire.
Although Galawa was full of dissatisfaction with the Muscle Community, withdrawal and being kicked out were completely different.
It hurt his face, which made him feel even more uncomfortable than killing him...
The sweaty Duke Galawa looked at Captain Benotwan with help, his beautiful expression was like a drowning man, looking at the last straw on the water.
As long as the legion exercises a veto power... all declines will be reversed!
However, what made him desperate was that his beloved relatives and friends didn't even look at him, but just sat there coldly.
That red light that marked the objection...
It was still not bright in the end.
The Legion abstained...
The empire's closest allies actually abstained from power!
The Duke of Galawa felt dizzy for a moment, and his eyes darkened and he sat on the chair.
He won't help me.
It's over.
All finished...
……
The meeting is over.
As the representative of the Free State wished, the Duke of Galawa left the venue and was carried out.
This guy has a bad heart, but he would rather spend money on alcohol and women than have surgery on himself.
Many people were talking in a low voice at the meeting table, wondering if he could survive this time.
But it doesn't matter if you can't get through.
The seats in the empire have been frozen and will not participate in the discussion of the meeting agenda in the future.
Of course, the most proud one is the newly joined representative of the South China Sea Alliance.
The tens of billions of Xilan coins they borrowed had long been cleared into silver coins at a discount.
If this empire goes bankrupt, the debts will naturally not have to be paid back...
After the meeting.
Bennot stood by the corridor window, staring at Dawn City outside the window and stopped for a while.
Hearing the footsteps coming from beside him, he didn't look back, but just said casually.
Is there any cigarettes?
have.
Cheng Yan touched a pack of cigarettes from his arms and handed one to the guy's hand.
He took out the lighter and lit the cigarette. Bennott held it in his mouth but did not smoke. He just squinted his eyes and looked out the window, half of his face was sad and half confused.
After a long time, he spoke.
...I can't figure out something.
Cheng Yan, who was standing next to him, thought for a while and spoke.
I can probably guess.
Bennot glanced at him, then suddenly laughed, and the smoke floated out of his nostrils.
In fact, I'm going to tell you that I've learned from your methods...
You mean those rebels?Cheng Yan was slightly stunned for a moment, and then said laughably, Where are you learning from?We haven't done this before.
You know whether you have done it or not, and I can't say it openly.
Bennot yelled, his eyes looked out the window, and a hint of resentment suddenly appeared in his pupils.
But why?
He clenched his fists tightly, as if he wanted to smash the windowsill with his fists, and squeezed out the anger buried in his chest from his teeth.
I gave them so many benefits and so much aid...money!arms!There is also experience and technology in struggle!However, they stabbed us in reverse!
Can you understand that mood?It was as if Lasi didn't rush to teach the empire a lesson when he left the city, but set a fire in the Port of Golden Gallon!If so, what would you think?
He and Huye did discuss something.
Including reconciliation with some big names in Triumph City, especially civil servants with higher military ranks than him.
The whole plan was simple. The retired veterans and officers of the Wolf tribe took advantage of the public grievances in Xifan Port to rebel, killed a group of imperial nobles to sacrifice flags, took over all the arms stranded in Shizhou, and then directly took over the roads and railway network they built.
If the situation is optimistic, the Empire may not even have a chance to react, and this blood exchange can even be done without a few drops of blood.
After all, the Empire was unprepared for the Legion, and their dependence and hope for the Legion even reached the level of fantasy.
As for Xifan Port, there is no problem.
The Lion nobles there were all a group of things that could not be supported by mud. They could find a lot of waste without even having to carefully select, and those people were no match for the veterans of the Gray Wolf Army.
In order to create a chance for them, Governor Huye also took his own personal guard away.
And those speculators who were mixed in the wolves also promised them that after they took the gun, they would only liquidate the nobles of the empire, and would never touch the empire's Willant people, and after everything was over, this restraint was used as a symbol of friendship between the two sides...
However, the result was that those ungrateful wolves betrayed him without hesitation. He didn't believe it when he was still trustworthy, but he wanted to cooperate with those more untrustworthy guys to gamble on the big ones to build a broken ship to fill the hatred, and then bet that he could change to a new ship before the shipwreck.
He only has one thing to be grateful for now, that is, his daughter Penny is not there.
Although she did not board Governor Huye's ship, she finally persuaded her to go to Yongye Harbor before the incident happened.
Cheng Yan glanced at him.
Although he did not make the words clear, the meaning was roughly clear.
This guy wants to copy a Lassi in Xifan Port.
However, this guy obviously misunderstood something.
Although the emergence of Mammoth State is indeed in the interests of the Alliance, the Alliance has not actively exported anything to the people there.
Including the Survivors Daily in the Port of Golden Gallon, and the collection of "Red Clay" published in the newspaper, is there anything that is not the sound made by local survivors themselves?
Do you think Lasi hates us?Do the residents of Golden Gallon Port hate us?Or… Does Lasi hate the residents of Jingalon Port?
... Bennot didn't speak for a long time and couldn't answer this question.
Cheng Yan continued.
Then if I tell you again, we have never supported the Mammoth State and the Moon Resistance Army, we have even advised them not to be so anxious, and everything must be done step by step... Do you believe it?
The manager is a person who disdains to use conspiracy.
Most of the decisions made by that gentleman were indeed open-minded, and Cheng Yan was very clear about this.
Although there are rumors in the market that Lasi resolutely resigned from his job and went north after receiving some endorsement, the fact is completely opposite.
The guy did something that caught everyone off guard and used his life to bet on an almost impossible victory.
But it was that incident that made many people in the league sober.
Not everything will take it slowly as they planned.
They can no longer do whatever they want as they used to, and must be careful about every choice they make.
Bennot still had a disbelief expression, but he was not as sure as before.
...Lasi wasn't your command?
Cheng Yan looked at him seriously.
I can swear to the administrator.
……
Bennot said nothing, just staring out the window smoking his own cigarette.
Not...
No wonder he couldn't copy it.
Humans are animals with similar smells. Gamblers are destined to be able to join gamblers, and then they are targeted by bigger gamblers. They lose all the chips they have finally obtained.
Although it was not yet at the end of the road, Bennot suddenly felt very tired. Cute even had the idea of retiring early, and no longer had the aggressiveness and enthusiasm he used to be.
That lonely look seemed to have grown older in an instant...
……
Just as Bennot rubbed cigarettes one by one, the Duke of Galawa, who was carried into the hospital, finally woke up after being rescued by the Alliance doctors.
...It's a blessing that you came 5 minutes earlier, and no one can save you if you're a little later.
He heard someone talking in a vague way, and he reluctantly opened his eyes and happened to see the doctor's face.
Although he never bowed his head to others with such a stubborn temper, he couldn't help but ease his tone and lower his eyebrows and eyes to the doctor who saved his life.
Thanks……
You're welcome, saving people is my job and my mission. The doctor in a white coat looked at him, then looked at the instruments beside him, and couldn't help but say something else in the back, if you have the conditions, I would recommend that you change to a bionic heart... It will be done sooner or later.
Galava's eyes struggled a little, and fine sweat oozed out of her pale forehead, as if she was hesitating.
Change your heart...
Doesn’t that mean you have to cut your chest?!
certainly.
Of course he is not afraid of pain.
But...what if the manager wants his life and arranges someone to stab him secretly?
Seeing that this guy was scaring himself again, the doctor said quickly.
We will do anesthesia, and the whole process will not hurt...
No need for a doctor, Duke Galawa smiled weakly and interrupted him, I'm pretty good... Thank you for saving my life.
……
The doctor stared at the stubborn old man in a daze, finally shook his head, turned around and walked out of the door.
Seeing the doctor out, Neyan, who was at the door, asked hurriedly.
How is he like, Lord Duke?
The doctor replied concisely.
The situation is basically stable... If you really do good for him, you have to persuade him to do the surgery as soon as possible.
I will persuade him.Neyan nodded, spoke to the doctor and walked slowly, then walked into the ward of the Duke of Galawa.
When he entered the door, the Duke of Galawa, who was lying on his back on his bed, was staring at the ceiling in a daze.
Hearing the footsteps at the door, he slightly turned his face, moved his demented gaze back, looked at the ceiling, and said dejectedly.
I don't think I'm sick...I wasn't like this before. I used to be quite healthy, but since I came to the league... everything seems to have changed.
Looking at the Duke's sick look, Neyan sighed unbearably, but in the end he placed the written resignation letter on the bedside table, then poured the Duke a cup of hot water and said in a tone of coaxing the child.
Indeed, the league is broken.
They should not end the wasteland era, nor should they let the people on the wasteland see the hope of the coming of the new century.
People die in the end. There is no difference between drowning in reality and drowning in dreams... It's just a choice of different people, we all want to leave something in this world.
The Duke of Garnava looked at him blankly, and suddenly felt that this slave was a little strange.
Is this...his Neyan?
For the sake of your and my acquaintance, I advise you to change your heart.Even if you always feel that Mr. Manager wants your life... Now that the empire is over, you will soon be no longer a diplomat, and there will be no one to harm you anymore.
You are no longer worth being harmed by others...
Neyan looked at him with sympathy, but in the end he didn't say the most hurtful sentence.
shut up……!You rat, what do you know!Galava, who was lying on the bed, widened her eyes and stared at the familiar and strange servant. From the corner of her eyes, she suddenly noticed the piece of paper on the bedside table.
What is that… newspaper?
Neyan answered truthfully.
It's a letter of resignation.
Galava's eyes were covered in blood, and her eyes gradually turned red, and she stared at him tightly.
Resign, resign?!
That's right, Niyang nodded. Thank you very much for your care, but one thing goes one by one. Once a person has the ability to distinguish right from wrong, he will no longer be satisfied with being a slave. I choose to follow my true heart.
Galava sat up from the bed in anger, grabbed the resignation letter and tore it to pieces, and threw it hard on his lap.
It is unheard of for slaves to resign!I tell you, Neyan, I am your master!What I promised you is yours. Without my nod, you can't leave!
The hysterical voice was both a roar and a plea.
Neyan thought he would say something mean at the end and return the humiliation he had suffered to him.
However, now looking at the old man who lost everything, those mean words can't be said.
In fact, he is also a good person.
Born with the golden key in his hand, he heard countless flatteries in his life, but no one had ever respected him from the bottom of his heart. He either blindly followed his stupidity in a confused manner, or pretended to fool him in a daze.
Niyang nodded slightly, counting as the last respect.
You misunderstood, Mr. Galawa, I resigned not from slaves, but from all my posts in the Empire...
After a pause, he took out the ID card from his pocket.
There are no slaves in the alliance, so I am not a slave, and there is nothing to refuse.
Alliance ID card...
The dry Adam's apple moved up and down, and the Duke of Galawa was completely desperate.
It seems that I have lost the reason to lose my temper.
This time he rarely got angry, but just looked at the man who turned around and planned to leave.
Where are you going...
Neyan stopped, but did not look back.
Go to the Bharat Province.
Go to the place where I need it.
……
Yesterday, the editorial department of our newspaper received a telegram from Tiandu.
The telegram claimed that the old imperial remnants had been completely wiped out by the Heavenly King Army, and the new empire would be led by the Heavenly King Yanush, adopt a constitutional monarchy, abolish royal privileges and slavery, advocate the idea of equality for everyone, and lead the residents of the Bharat Province to a brighter future.
At present, the identity of the telegram sender cannot be confirmed at the moment, but based on the content, it should be a person related to the Tianwang Army, or at least the instructions from its senior management.
Since this newspaper has no branch in Tiandu, it is not possible to know the specific situation in the local area for the time being.
However, according to the reporter stationed in Xiangzhou, judging from the oral content of the fugitives in Tiandu, the local situation seems to be unoptimistic.
The Heavenly King Army is conducting a systematic liquidation of the remnants of the old imperial party, and the liquidation is not based on explicit laws. Most of the time, it depends entirely on the high-level or intermediate officers in the jurisdiction themselves to make intuition, and Yanush himself seems to have no intention of stopping them.
Our reporter tried to contact the Governor's Office at the Port of Jin Jialun, but there was no more news about the Governor's Office.
However, from only a limited clue, Yanush's claim of abolition and equality between all people seems to have nothing to do with the Japanese and the nobles of the old empire...
On January 15, the Jin Jialun Port Branch of the Survivor Daily reported to you.
Golden Gallon Port.
In the noodle restaurant in the port area, a group of diners were reading newspapers while they were having a meal.
The illiterate dock worker finished reading the newspaper after listening to the literate clerk, and finally frowned and patted his thighs, muttering.
This Yanush is not a good thing either...it's too extreme to do this!
Everyone around watching the fun nodded and said in agreement.
It's Ah.
Extremely...
I don't think Yanush looks like a good thing either... Fortunately, I haven't donated money yet.
Looking at the guys who were changing their minds when they saw the wind, the clerk who was holding the newspaper couldn't help rolling his eyes.
Don’t you support the King of Heaven?
The short-haired dock worker smiled embarrassedly, so he looked to the side.
The coworker sitting next to him coughed and defended him.
I support him in fighting the empire, but I don’t support him in massacre... nor in slaughtering the Willant people.
The voice won a moment of echo.
really……
One thing is the same as one. If you do it, you should praise it. If you do it, you should criticize it!
that is!
The man who read the newspaper shook his head and put it away.
I don't object, but there must be a standard for good or bad, right?What's the point of being bad?
The person watching the fun next to him also smiled and interrupted.
It’s really hard to serve you guys. Finally, someone came to your mind and asked them to think exactly the same as you.Otherwise, you can just go on your own and do it yourself, which is no happier than commanding blindly.
Everyone was about to quarrel again, and suddenly a shout came from the door.
There is something in the sky!
As soon as he heard the scream, the diners threw down the topic and bowls and chopsticks, regardless of the noodle shop's obstruction, rushed to the door of the noodle shop.
What?
Let me take a look!
Damn it!
Everyone looked at the sky in unison, and saw a row of light blue arcs passing through the sky.
The person who knew the goods immediately recognized it. It was the plume jetted by the plasma engine!
airplane!It's the Alliance's plane!The expert pointed to the sky and screamed in surprise.
Hearing his voice, almost all the people on the street who stopped and looked at the sky showed an overjoyed expression on their faces.
The alliance is here!
They are back!
……
The bloody BGM filled the cabin, trying to overwhelm the roar of the plasma engine.
Sitting in the cabin, holding his ears with his little finger, I couldn't help but complain.
Damn…I remember that the company’s killer whales are not so much noise.
No family said with a smile.
You are right, but the Bawang Transporter is a large aircraft independently developed and produced by the Alliance
Half a year old wasted, and he covered his mouth with his hands.
OK, I know you have played "Wasteland OL".
One step to reach the sky: ?
While the four were making noise, Lao Bai, wearing power armor, shouted in the communication channel.
Brothers, we have arrived on the east coast of Bharat Province, above the Port of Jingalun!
The Legion wants to give us eye drops, so we can give them some color to save them from the pain when they heal their scars.They forgot, I haven’t forgotten how they ran away with their tails in the desert!
Hahaha!There was a burst of laughter in the cabin, and Lao Bai also grinned and smiled. After the voice stopped, he looked serious and continued.
Remember, we represent the strongest corps in the alliance!Keep in mind the "Player Manual" and the Corps discipline, and don't take the masses one by one. I don't care what bad ideas you have. Since you choose to sit here, remember the rules for me!
The loud voice fell, and the high morale roar immediately echoed in the communication channel.
yes!
The Burning Corps has the highest benefits in the entire server. Not only are they packaged and leveled, but they are also paid.Basically, after joining the group, you don’t have to worry about whether it’s your gaming career or your life outside of the game.
However, in contrast, the Burning Corps' standard for joining the regiment is also the highest in the entire server. It is not enough to just have a level, and you have to obey commands and discipline.
Although the rules are a bit strict and even harsh, few people complain.
After all, if you enjoy the benefits, you have to bear the corresponding obligations, which is fair.
If you want to have fun, you can go out and form a group by yourself.
For example, Brother Mosquito used to be a Burning Corps, but later he thought it was too serious and boring, so he withdrew from the team and formed a more relaxed goblin corps.
Everyone is still buddies and has worked a lot in daily life, so they will not affect their friendship because of different understandings of the game.
For example, the White Bear Knights also flew out solo from the Storm Corps and are now gradually growing up.
Several initial corpses in the alliance are like novices' villages, and many powerful scattered players have walked out of these corpses.
The nonsense that I saw was finally finished, and there was no family. I shouted with a smile.
Boss, can we skydiving?I just want to pretend to be a dumb, so I won’t be foul!
He saw someone below wave at him. It would be a pity if he didn't make a brilliant appearance.
Lao Bai smiled and shouted.
You jump yourself, I will open the hatch.
No family members said.
Don't!Brother, at least you can pull the plane up Ah, I will not be able to make a meat paste after going on.
By chance: Hahahaha!
There was a lot of laughter and scolding in the cabin, adding a different color to the passionate BGM.
Fang Chang's mouth couldn't help but smile and looked at the prosperous settlement on the porthole.
I haven't been back for a long time.
There is a big change here, so that even the designer, he, almost didn't recognize it...
The authorities in the Port of Kinggalon built a new military base for them in the suburbs.
As for the Rowell Camp, which was originally close to the port area, it has been transformed into a museum, and two service bionics have even been imported from the company as tour guides.
Speaking of which, do you still remember what this place looked like a year ago?
Hearing Fang Chang's voice, Lao Bai grinned.
I don't remember, you understand me, I am a person who looks forward.I'm actually more curious than a year ago.
Fang Chang smiled and said.
oh?Then what do you think this settlement will become in a year?
Haha, it depends on what the local survivors think. All we can do is help them, and it is impossible to carry them away.
Squinted his eyes and looked out the porthole, Lao Bai added another sentence from behind.
...Anyway, no matter what it becomes, just don't change it back.
The most interesting thing is that this scandal was not caused by the alliance, but by the Bugra Free State, which the Empire thought it had a good relationship.
Although the relationship here is a bit confusing, it can still be explained clearly.
Because the relationship between the Free State and the Legion has always been good, and the Empire is an ally of the Legion, the Duke of Galawa has always regarded the representative of the Free State as his own buddy.
The profitable businessmen in Free State happen to be famous for making money in silence.
They never pick customers when doing business, but only look at whether it is profitable. Therefore, it is naturally impossible to take the initiative to strip the empire's underwear, but they have been hiding behind the legions and alliances and quietly develop the market in the Bharat Province.
If it weren't for the fact that several senior salesmen of the Huostone Group were caught by the thugs in Tiandu, the authorities would be under too much public opinion, and this representative of the Free State really didn't want to interrupt.
As for the Duke of Galawa, he was kept in the dark from beginning to end, and he even learned recently that Wu Tuo was no longer in the sky, but had hid in the Port of Jingalun.
And when he learned that the sky of the empire had fallen into the hands of a group of thugs, he immediately widened his eyes as he sat in the conference table.
It looked like a stranded goldfish.
All nonsense!Tiandu... in the hands of the rebels?Why haven't I heard of it?What's your intention to say now!He stood up angrily, but only spoke a rebuttal that he was not right.
There were whispering sounds in the hall, and all the faces were filled with surprise.
These people are representatives of other small survivor forces, such as garbage city, dam city, etc.They neither understood nor cared about what happened in the empire, but were only surprised.
However, the expression on Duke Galawa's face is very interesting.
That's his own family matter. Why do you feel like he just heard of it?
Looking at the Duke of Galawa who looked jealous of evil and seemed to have been betrayed, the representative of the Free State just shrugged.
OK, just think I'm talking nonsense... Although I really don't expect you to help, depending on your later performance, I guess you don't even know what happened at home.
That respectful you became you unknowingly.
He paused, and he said again.
We should use our own mercenaries to save people.
As soon as the words came, the scene was filled with whispers.
Duke Galawa, who was slapped in the face in front of him, even his nose was crooked, his shoulders could not be stopped, and he pointed his finger at the arrogant and unreasonable guy.
You, do you know what you are talking about?Sending troops to the empire's territory is an infringement of the empire's sovereignty!This is invasion!If you dare to let those mercenaries dare to take a step into the territory of the empire, don’t expect them to go back alive!
Tsk...I don't know what you are talking about is you, Mr. Galawa.
Looking at the angry Galawa, the representative of the Free State had a hint of sarcastic expression.
Even ridiculed.
Even if this is an act of infringement of sovereignty, we are also infringing on the sovereignty of the illegal regime of the "Yanush Empire". What does it have to do with Xilan?For us, employees are an important property of the company. Since we have bought insurance for them, we have to make this insurance work.
After a pause, he looked at the other people in the conference hall, especially Cheng Yan, who was sitting in the league seat, and Captain Bennot Wanfu, who was sitting in the legion seat.
These people are truly able to speak.
Didn’t anyone invite this ‘unrelated person’ out?The Xilan Empire has become a historical term. What else can he do while sitting here besides yelling?
Bennot, sitting in the legion seat, had no expression on his face, and his deep eye sockets seemed to have been in a while for several nights, and he was even more unwilling to the proposals of the representatives of the Free State.
He is in trouble now and has no time to care about the dog he raises.
Cheng Yan glanced at Bennott, then looked at the representative of the Free State and the Duke of Galawa with a gray face. After a moment of silence, he coughed lightly and seriously.
The seats of the Mustard Community are granted to residents of the Bharat Province, not a certain person, or an organization, or even a certain royal family... However, I do not agree with the cancellation of the Xilan Empire due to political turmoil. This violates the spirit of the Mustard Community and the rules we set.
A hint of hope appeared in the Duke of Galawa's eyes.
Although he didn't like the alliance and hated the manager's follower even more, when he heard this guy talking for him, he couldn't help but smugly raised the corners of his mouth and looked provocatively at the representative of Liberty Bang who was curling his lips.
However
Before his pride lasted for two seconds, he fell into the abyss again because of Cheng Yan's next sentence...
However, with the current situation of the empire, it is indeed not suitable to continue to attend the Mud Community Conference.Even if they voted at the meeting, they were not able to fulfill their obligations…so I propose to temporarily freeze their seats until the survivors of the Bharat Province re-elected an organization or individual that could truly represent their ideas, and then thaw the seat as appropriate.
This is entirely out of normal and reasonable procedures.
After all, the mucose community is a mucose research institution that discusses collective affairs on the wasteland. Today's empire has not even wiped the shit on its butt, and there are even hidden dangers of dragging the entire wasteland into their internal disputes.
Letting this kind of messing around in a meeting is harmful to them and to others on the conference table.
Before fulfilling the obligation to end the wasteland, survivors of the Bharat Province should settle their troubles first.
Not wanting to see Duke Galawa's begging face, Cheng Yan looked straight ahead of the venue and said.
Vote.
Almost all representatives in the audience had a green light, and only the college abstained.
I think apart from the alliance, only the companies voted in favor out of complete goodwill, and other votes of favor are somewhat malicious.
After all, Duke Galaw is used to being arrogant on weekdays and offended people a lot for the empire.
The voting situation is at stake for the empire.
Although Galawa was full of dissatisfaction with the Muscle Community, withdrawal and being kicked out were completely different.
It hurt his face, which made him feel even more uncomfortable than killing him...
The sweaty Duke Galawa looked at Captain Benotwan with help, his beautiful expression was like a drowning man, looking at the last straw on the water.
As long as the legion exercises a veto power... all declines will be reversed!
However, what made him desperate was that his beloved relatives and friends didn't even look at him, but just sat there coldly.
That red light that marked the objection...
It was still not bright in the end.
The Legion abstained...
The empire's closest allies actually abstained from power!
The Duke of Galawa felt dizzy for a moment, and his eyes darkened and he sat on the chair.
He won't help me.
It's over.
All finished...
……
The meeting is over.
As the representative of the Free State wished, the Duke of Galawa left the venue and was carried out.
This guy has a bad heart, but he would rather spend money on alcohol and women than have surgery on himself.
Many people were talking in a low voice at the meeting table, wondering if he could survive this time.
But it doesn't matter if you can't get through.
The seats in the empire have been frozen and will not participate in the discussion of the meeting agenda in the future.
Of course, the most proud one is the newly joined representative of the South China Sea Alliance.
The tens of billions of Xilan coins they borrowed had long been cleared into silver coins at a discount.
If this empire goes bankrupt, the debts will naturally not have to be paid back...
After the meeting.
Bennot stood by the corridor window, staring at Dawn City outside the window and stopped for a while.
Hearing the footsteps coming from beside him, he didn't look back, but just said casually.
Is there any cigarettes?
have.
Cheng Yan touched a pack of cigarettes from his arms and handed one to the guy's hand.
He took out the lighter and lit the cigarette. Bennott held it in his mouth but did not smoke. He just squinted his eyes and looked out the window, half of his face was sad and half confused.
After a long time, he spoke.
...I can't figure out something.
Cheng Yan, who was standing next to him, thought for a while and spoke.
I can probably guess.
Bennot glanced at him, then suddenly laughed, and the smoke floated out of his nostrils.
In fact, I'm going to tell you that I've learned from your methods...
You mean those rebels?Cheng Yan was slightly stunned for a moment, and then said laughably, Where are you learning from?We haven't done this before.
You know whether you have done it or not, and I can't say it openly.
Bennot yelled, his eyes looked out the window, and a hint of resentment suddenly appeared in his pupils.
But why?
He clenched his fists tightly, as if he wanted to smash the windowsill with his fists, and squeezed out the anger buried in his chest from his teeth.
I gave them so many benefits and so much aid...money!arms!There is also experience and technology in struggle!However, they stabbed us in reverse!
Can you understand that mood?It was as if Lasi didn't rush to teach the empire a lesson when he left the city, but set a fire in the Port of Golden Gallon!If so, what would you think?
He and Huye did discuss something.
Including reconciliation with some big names in Triumph City, especially civil servants with higher military ranks than him.
The whole plan was simple. The retired veterans and officers of the Wolf tribe took advantage of the public grievances in Xifan Port to rebel, killed a group of imperial nobles to sacrifice flags, took over all the arms stranded in Shizhou, and then directly took over the roads and railway network they built.
If the situation is optimistic, the Empire may not even have a chance to react, and this blood exchange can even be done without a few drops of blood.
After all, the Empire was unprepared for the Legion, and their dependence and hope for the Legion even reached the level of fantasy.
As for Xifan Port, there is no problem.
The Lion nobles there were all a group of things that could not be supported by mud. They could find a lot of waste without even having to carefully select, and those people were no match for the veterans of the Gray Wolf Army.
In order to create a chance for them, Governor Huye also took his own personal guard away.
And those speculators who were mixed in the wolves also promised them that after they took the gun, they would only liquidate the nobles of the empire, and would never touch the empire's Willant people, and after everything was over, this restraint was used as a symbol of friendship between the two sides...
However, the result was that those ungrateful wolves betrayed him without hesitation. He didn't believe it when he was still trustworthy, but he wanted to cooperate with those more untrustworthy guys to gamble on the big ones to build a broken ship to fill the hatred, and then bet that he could change to a new ship before the shipwreck.
He only has one thing to be grateful for now, that is, his daughter Penny is not there.
Although she did not board Governor Huye's ship, she finally persuaded her to go to Yongye Harbor before the incident happened.
Cheng Yan glanced at him.
Although he did not make the words clear, the meaning was roughly clear.
This guy wants to copy a Lassi in Xifan Port.
However, this guy obviously misunderstood something.
Although the emergence of Mammoth State is indeed in the interests of the Alliance, the Alliance has not actively exported anything to the people there.
Including the Survivors Daily in the Port of Golden Gallon, and the collection of "Red Clay" published in the newspaper, is there anything that is not the sound made by local survivors themselves?
Do you think Lasi hates us?Do the residents of Golden Gallon Port hate us?Or… Does Lasi hate the residents of Jingalon Port?
... Bennot didn't speak for a long time and couldn't answer this question.
Cheng Yan continued.
Then if I tell you again, we have never supported the Mammoth State and the Moon Resistance Army, we have even advised them not to be so anxious, and everything must be done step by step... Do you believe it?
The manager is a person who disdains to use conspiracy.
Most of the decisions made by that gentleman were indeed open-minded, and Cheng Yan was very clear about this.
Although there are rumors in the market that Lasi resolutely resigned from his job and went north after receiving some endorsement, the fact is completely opposite.
The guy did something that caught everyone off guard and used his life to bet on an almost impossible victory.
But it was that incident that made many people in the league sober.
Not everything will take it slowly as they planned.
They can no longer do whatever they want as they used to, and must be careful about every choice they make.
Bennot still had a disbelief expression, but he was not as sure as before.
...Lasi wasn't your command?
Cheng Yan looked at him seriously.
I can swear to the administrator.
……
Bennot said nothing, just staring out the window smoking his own cigarette.
Not...
No wonder he couldn't copy it.
Humans are animals with similar smells. Gamblers are destined to be able to join gamblers, and then they are targeted by bigger gamblers. They lose all the chips they have finally obtained.
Although it was not yet at the end of the road, Bennot suddenly felt very tired. Cute even had the idea of retiring early, and no longer had the aggressiveness and enthusiasm he used to be.
That lonely look seemed to have grown older in an instant...
……
Just as Bennot rubbed cigarettes one by one, the Duke of Galawa, who was carried into the hospital, finally woke up after being rescued by the Alliance doctors.
...It's a blessing that you came 5 minutes earlier, and no one can save you if you're a little later.
He heard someone talking in a vague way, and he reluctantly opened his eyes and happened to see the doctor's face.
Although he never bowed his head to others with such a stubborn temper, he couldn't help but ease his tone and lower his eyebrows and eyes to the doctor who saved his life.
Thanks……
You're welcome, saving people is my job and my mission. The doctor in a white coat looked at him, then looked at the instruments beside him, and couldn't help but say something else in the back, if you have the conditions, I would recommend that you change to a bionic heart... It will be done sooner or later.
Galava's eyes struggled a little, and fine sweat oozed out of her pale forehead, as if she was hesitating.
Change your heart...
Doesn’t that mean you have to cut your chest?!
certainly.
Of course he is not afraid of pain.
But...what if the manager wants his life and arranges someone to stab him secretly?
Seeing that this guy was scaring himself again, the doctor said quickly.
We will do anesthesia, and the whole process will not hurt...
No need for a doctor, Duke Galawa smiled weakly and interrupted him, I'm pretty good... Thank you for saving my life.
……
The doctor stared at the stubborn old man in a daze, finally shook his head, turned around and walked out of the door.
Seeing the doctor out, Neyan, who was at the door, asked hurriedly.
How is he like, Lord Duke?
The doctor replied concisely.
The situation is basically stable... If you really do good for him, you have to persuade him to do the surgery as soon as possible.
I will persuade him.Neyan nodded, spoke to the doctor and walked slowly, then walked into the ward of the Duke of Galawa.
When he entered the door, the Duke of Galawa, who was lying on his back on his bed, was staring at the ceiling in a daze.
Hearing the footsteps at the door, he slightly turned his face, moved his demented gaze back, looked at the ceiling, and said dejectedly.
I don't think I'm sick...I wasn't like this before. I used to be quite healthy, but since I came to the league... everything seems to have changed.
Looking at the Duke's sick look, Neyan sighed unbearably, but in the end he placed the written resignation letter on the bedside table, then poured the Duke a cup of hot water and said in a tone of coaxing the child.
Indeed, the league is broken.
They should not end the wasteland era, nor should they let the people on the wasteland see the hope of the coming of the new century.
People die in the end. There is no difference between drowning in reality and drowning in dreams... It's just a choice of different people, we all want to leave something in this world.
The Duke of Garnava looked at him blankly, and suddenly felt that this slave was a little strange.
Is this...his Neyan?
For the sake of your and my acquaintance, I advise you to change your heart.Even if you always feel that Mr. Manager wants your life... Now that the empire is over, you will soon be no longer a diplomat, and there will be no one to harm you anymore.
You are no longer worth being harmed by others...
Neyan looked at him with sympathy, but in the end he didn't say the most hurtful sentence.
shut up……!You rat, what do you know!Galava, who was lying on the bed, widened her eyes and stared at the familiar and strange servant. From the corner of her eyes, she suddenly noticed the piece of paper on the bedside table.
What is that… newspaper?
Neyan answered truthfully.
It's a letter of resignation.
Galava's eyes were covered in blood, and her eyes gradually turned red, and she stared at him tightly.
Resign, resign?!
That's right, Niyang nodded. Thank you very much for your care, but one thing goes one by one. Once a person has the ability to distinguish right from wrong, he will no longer be satisfied with being a slave. I choose to follow my true heart.
Galava sat up from the bed in anger, grabbed the resignation letter and tore it to pieces, and threw it hard on his lap.
It is unheard of for slaves to resign!I tell you, Neyan, I am your master!What I promised you is yours. Without my nod, you can't leave!
The hysterical voice was both a roar and a plea.
Neyan thought he would say something mean at the end and return the humiliation he had suffered to him.
However, now looking at the old man who lost everything, those mean words can't be said.
In fact, he is also a good person.
Born with the golden key in his hand, he heard countless flatteries in his life, but no one had ever respected him from the bottom of his heart. He either blindly followed his stupidity in a confused manner, or pretended to fool him in a daze.
Niyang nodded slightly, counting as the last respect.
You misunderstood, Mr. Galawa, I resigned not from slaves, but from all my posts in the Empire...
After a pause, he took out the ID card from his pocket.
There are no slaves in the alliance, so I am not a slave, and there is nothing to refuse.
Alliance ID card...
The dry Adam's apple moved up and down, and the Duke of Galawa was completely desperate.
It seems that I have lost the reason to lose my temper.
This time he rarely got angry, but just looked at the man who turned around and planned to leave.
Where are you going...
Neyan stopped, but did not look back.
Go to the Bharat Province.
Go to the place where I need it.
……
Yesterday, the editorial department of our newspaper received a telegram from Tiandu.
The telegram claimed that the old imperial remnants had been completely wiped out by the Heavenly King Army, and the new empire would be led by the Heavenly King Yanush, adopt a constitutional monarchy, abolish royal privileges and slavery, advocate the idea of equality for everyone, and lead the residents of the Bharat Province to a brighter future.
At present, the identity of the telegram sender cannot be confirmed at the moment, but based on the content, it should be a person related to the Tianwang Army, or at least the instructions from its senior management.
Since this newspaper has no branch in Tiandu, it is not possible to know the specific situation in the local area for the time being.
However, according to the reporter stationed in Xiangzhou, judging from the oral content of the fugitives in Tiandu, the local situation seems to be unoptimistic.
The Heavenly King Army is conducting a systematic liquidation of the remnants of the old imperial party, and the liquidation is not based on explicit laws. Most of the time, it depends entirely on the high-level or intermediate officers in the jurisdiction themselves to make intuition, and Yanush himself seems to have no intention of stopping them.
Our reporter tried to contact the Governor's Office at the Port of Jin Jialun, but there was no more news about the Governor's Office.
However, from only a limited clue, Yanush's claim of abolition and equality between all people seems to have nothing to do with the Japanese and the nobles of the old empire...
On January 15, the Jin Jialun Port Branch of the Survivor Daily reported to you.
Golden Gallon Port.
In the noodle restaurant in the port area, a group of diners were reading newspapers while they were having a meal.
The illiterate dock worker finished reading the newspaper after listening to the literate clerk, and finally frowned and patted his thighs, muttering.
This Yanush is not a good thing either...it's too extreme to do this!
Everyone around watching the fun nodded and said in agreement.
It's Ah.
Extremely...
I don't think Yanush looks like a good thing either... Fortunately, I haven't donated money yet.
Looking at the guys who were changing their minds when they saw the wind, the clerk who was holding the newspaper couldn't help rolling his eyes.
Don’t you support the King of Heaven?
The short-haired dock worker smiled embarrassedly, so he looked to the side.
The coworker sitting next to him coughed and defended him.
I support him in fighting the empire, but I don’t support him in massacre... nor in slaughtering the Willant people.
The voice won a moment of echo.
really……
One thing is the same as one. If you do it, you should praise it. If you do it, you should criticize it!
that is!
The man who read the newspaper shook his head and put it away.
I don't object, but there must be a standard for good or bad, right?What's the point of being bad?
The person watching the fun next to him also smiled and interrupted.
It’s really hard to serve you guys. Finally, someone came to your mind and asked them to think exactly the same as you.Otherwise, you can just go on your own and do it yourself, which is no happier than commanding blindly.
Everyone was about to quarrel again, and suddenly a shout came from the door.
There is something in the sky!
As soon as he heard the scream, the diners threw down the topic and bowls and chopsticks, regardless of the noodle shop's obstruction, rushed to the door of the noodle shop.
What?
Let me take a look!
Damn it!
Everyone looked at the sky in unison, and saw a row of light blue arcs passing through the sky.
The person who knew the goods immediately recognized it. It was the plume jetted by the plasma engine!
airplane!It's the Alliance's plane!The expert pointed to the sky and screamed in surprise.
Hearing his voice, almost all the people on the street who stopped and looked at the sky showed an overjoyed expression on their faces.
The alliance is here!
They are back!
……
The bloody BGM filled the cabin, trying to overwhelm the roar of the plasma engine.
Sitting in the cabin, holding his ears with his little finger, I couldn't help but complain.
Damn…I remember that the company’s killer whales are not so much noise.
No family said with a smile.
You are right, but the Bawang Transporter is a large aircraft independently developed and produced by the Alliance
Half a year old wasted, and he covered his mouth with his hands.
OK, I know you have played "Wasteland OL".
One step to reach the sky: ?
While the four were making noise, Lao Bai, wearing power armor, shouted in the communication channel.
Brothers, we have arrived on the east coast of Bharat Province, above the Port of Jingalun!
The Legion wants to give us eye drops, so we can give them some color to save them from the pain when they heal their scars.They forgot, I haven’t forgotten how they ran away with their tails in the desert!
Hahaha!There was a burst of laughter in the cabin, and Lao Bai also grinned and smiled. After the voice stopped, he looked serious and continued.
Remember, we represent the strongest corps in the alliance!Keep in mind the "Player Manual" and the Corps discipline, and don't take the masses one by one. I don't care what bad ideas you have. Since you choose to sit here, remember the rules for me!
The loud voice fell, and the high morale roar immediately echoed in the communication channel.
yes!
The Burning Corps has the highest benefits in the entire server. Not only are they packaged and leveled, but they are also paid.Basically, after joining the group, you don’t have to worry about whether it’s your gaming career or your life outside of the game.
However, in contrast, the Burning Corps' standard for joining the regiment is also the highest in the entire server. It is not enough to just have a level, and you have to obey commands and discipline.
Although the rules are a bit strict and even harsh, few people complain.
After all, if you enjoy the benefits, you have to bear the corresponding obligations, which is fair.
If you want to have fun, you can go out and form a group by yourself.
For example, Brother Mosquito used to be a Burning Corps, but later he thought it was too serious and boring, so he withdrew from the team and formed a more relaxed goblin corps.
Everyone is still buddies and has worked a lot in daily life, so they will not affect their friendship because of different understandings of the game.
For example, the White Bear Knights also flew out solo from the Storm Corps and are now gradually growing up.
Several initial corpses in the alliance are like novices' villages, and many powerful scattered players have walked out of these corpses.
The nonsense that I saw was finally finished, and there was no family. I shouted with a smile.
Boss, can we skydiving?I just want to pretend to be a dumb, so I won’t be foul!
He saw someone below wave at him. It would be a pity if he didn't make a brilliant appearance.
Lao Bai smiled and shouted.
You jump yourself, I will open the hatch.
No family members said.
Don't!Brother, at least you can pull the plane up Ah, I will not be able to make a meat paste after going on.
By chance: Hahahaha!
There was a lot of laughter and scolding in the cabin, adding a different color to the passionate BGM.
Fang Chang's mouth couldn't help but smile and looked at the prosperous settlement on the porthole.
I haven't been back for a long time.
There is a big change here, so that even the designer, he, almost didn't recognize it...
The authorities in the Port of Kinggalon built a new military base for them in the suburbs.
As for the Rowell Camp, which was originally close to the port area, it has been transformed into a museum, and two service bionics have even been imported from the company as tour guides.
Speaking of which, do you still remember what this place looked like a year ago?
Hearing Fang Chang's voice, Lao Bai grinned.
I don't remember, you understand me, I am a person who looks forward.I'm actually more curious than a year ago.
Fang Chang smiled and said.
oh?Then what do you think this settlement will become in a year?
Haha, it depends on what the local survivors think. All we can do is help them, and it is impossible to carry them away.
Squinted his eyes and looked out the porthole, Lao Bai added another sentence from behind.
...Anyway, no matter what it becomes, just don't change it back.
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