Chapter 1130: 1131 Riots on South Island
Chapter 11301131 Riots on the South Island
In an office responsible for engineering construction on the South Island, two staff members enjoyed the bright sunshine and fresh air.
They can read newspapers from two days ago and listen to the radio. The power supply on the island is relatively stable, and electric lights and fans can be used freely.
Frankly speaking, the air quality here is indeed better than that in the Tang Empire. On the one hand, it is because the industry here is really small, and on the other hand, the sea breeze here takes away those annoying smells.
There are always people who envy and say that the air in a certain place is good. In fact, in addition to the lack of factory destruction, the natural environment is also a very important factor: some places are just not enviable, because people are blessed with it.
South Island is destined to be a place with clean air. It is not destined to develop into the industrial base of the Tang Empire. There is only one port at most, so environmental protection must be done very well.
Because it was not yet time to get off work, but the work was almost done, the two of them started chatting.
One of them had gone out to do errands in the afternoon, so he proudly told the interesting stories he knew. As a habit, I still start with the most innocuous question: "Something happened this afternoon, do you know?"
Since I really had nothing to do, the other party was willing to cooperate. He put on a curious look and asked, "What's going on?"
After hearing the colleague's question, the topic naturally continued. I just heard the man say: "The goblins in a village in the north felt that they were being abused, and they started shouting and preparing to make trouble. It happened that there were fewer detainees there, two people There are only a few magazines of bullets, so we can only fire and withdraw.”
The first reaction of people who listened to the story was whether the soldiers of the Tang Empire were injured: "Ah? Are they injured?"
He naturally only cares about his own people's affairs. As for those goblins, they can't even be regarded as "human beings" in his eyes. They are all labor that can be disposed of at will, just like materials that can be thrown away after use.
The storyteller waved his hand: "No, he's not injured. If we humans start running, can the goblins catch up? This group of troublemaking goblins happened to encounter the orcs building the road when they left the camp where they were stationed..."
"Ah...this..." As soon as he heard about orcs, the expression on the colleague's face brightened. Those orc men are really ugly, but...the orc chick in the bar in Beiyuan City is really...
Thinking of this, this colleague licked his lips and swallowed a mouthful of saliva... I won't say anything anymore, I'll talk about it later=.
The storyteller looked disdainful when he mentioned these goblins, and continued with a sneer: "The goblins here are clamoring for the orc workers on the roadside to join them in rebellion."
It seems that the other party is not a fool, and is still thinking of recruiting foreign aid to expand the matter. After hearing this, the colleague became a little nervous: "Then what? What did the orcs say?"
"Then? Then the orcs started fighting with the goblins." The storyteller gesticulated excitedly, as if he was a general leading these orc workers: "That scene..."
“Ha! Did you see blood?” the colleague who listened to the story asked curiously. They are numb spectators who don't mind things getting too big, just because they are afraid that the world will not be in chaos. They won't be excited if they don't see blood when listening to a story.
"Did you see blood? More than 400 goblins beat 80 orcs, and were chased by the orcs with shovels and crowbars... In the end, more than 30 goblins died." The storyteller smiled and told the result.
Those who listened to the story also laughed. The victory of the workers of the Tang Empire was also the victory of the Tang Empire, wasn't it: "I knew that those orcs were born in carrying rocks and logs and smashing the airport runway...those short guys are terrible Not enough to watch.”
There is no other way. In a group fight with cold weapons, the physical advantage is still very obvious. If there were armor, swords and shields, the goblins would not necessarily be so embarrassed if they lined up. Unfortunately, without any armor or weapons, their height of 1.45 meters was really no match for the orcs.
Although the orcs in this world are not two meters tall like in the game settings, their height is the same as that of humans, generally over 1.7 meters...
The hand-to-hand combat capabilities of the two sides are not at the same level at all, not to mention that these orcs are all "migrant workers". What I do on weekdays is all physical work, including cutting wood and splitting rocks.
They were in the Tang Empire, and they all carried rails and used them as human-powered track-laying machines... Now they wield shovels, crowbars, and hammers, and they look like ugly and fierce ghosts. Their combat effectiveness can really be said to be the pinnacle of cold weapons.
The storyteller smacked his lips and nodded in agreement with his companion's analysis: "Isn't that right? When our two soldiers come back with the supporting troops, good guys...more than 300 goblins are squatting on the roadside with their heads in their hands. Call a tidy one.”
“Hahahaha!” The two people laughed together, and the air was filled with joy.
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“Bang!” A row of neat gunshots came from the empty field. The Tang Army soldiers holding weapons and standing next to the armored vehicle looked at the goblin soldiers who had just opened fire with cold eyes.
This row of goblin soldiers put down their rifles and waited for other goblin soldiers to take the rioting villagers and prisoners to the execution position.
The place was already littered with goblin corpses, but the goblin officer standing aside seemed to have long been accustomed to this. "Disobey discipline! This is the fate of destroying the unity and cooperation between goblins and humans." The goblin officer standing on the side of the firing squad with his hands behind his back shouted loudly to the silent goblin prisoners and slaves in the distance: "Cooperate and go to the North in the future. The island is free! Resist...and you will die!"
"Ready!" The goblin officer on the other side raised his arm. The goblin soldier who had just put down the Cyric 1 rifle raised his gun again. The sound of pulling the bolt was very neat. Obviously this was not the first time for them. Do this kind of work.
These goblins were transferred from the mainland of the Tang Empire, and their immediate superior was General Mirage Wuxiong, the designated goblin leader of the Tang Empire.
What they did in the Tang Empire was to manage the captive labor slaves of goblins, and their methods were more professional and cruel than the Tang army.
“Let go!” As the arm was slashed forward, the sound of gunshots resounded across the field again. The rioting goblin with his hands tied behind his back fell down, and blood spread little by little along the gaps in the soil.
"There's no need to kill them all, right?" A human officer took out a cigarette from the cigarette case and asked, holding it in his mouth.
The goblin officer next to him quickly took out a match from his pocket and helped light it: "Sir, you don't know, if these guys don't take care of themselves, they will definitely cause trouble in the future! We must kill them and kill all the smart ones. That’s it.”
“What should I do if everyone is killed and there is no one to work with?” After taking a puff of cigarette, the commander of the Tang Army exhaled a puff of white mist and asked.
"What do you mean, my lord?" Mirage Wuxiong's subordinate was a little unsure. He didn't know what this high-ranking official of the Tang Dynasty meant. Regardless of whether the second lieutenant is a high official or not, in the eyes of these mirage traitors, the prostitutes of the Tang Kingdom have a higher status than the princesses of the mirage Kingdom.
"You are a professional, so I won't give you any advice." The officer threw the cigarette box with only a few cigarettes left to the other party.
Hearing that the other party did not mean to interfere with his work, the mirage officer waved his hand and his tone became stern: "Continue!"
"As a vassal state of the Tang Dynasty! All subjects of the Mirage Kingdom must cooperate with all decisions of the overlord state! Resolutely implement all orders of the overlord state!" Those traitorous officers heard the shouts and shouted over and over again even harder.
This is their job, to promote the Tang Empire as the suzerain of the Mirage Kingdom, to clarify the subordination relationship between the Mirage Kingdom and the Tang Kingdom, so that the goblins can accept the reality and go to the North Island to open up wasteland...
On the other side, Shanlu and several orc elders were awarding awards to the orc workers who performed outstandingly this time. Because of this group fight, they received an additional batch of supplies.
Including chocolate, cigarettes, beer drinks, candies and honey, cake salt, ham sausage luncheon meat, more instant noodles and bread. There's even some beef and lamb.
In order not to delay the construction period, these orcs were not given a holiday, but sufficient supplies were provided, which made these orcs feel happy.
“Well done everyone! We will have our own new home soon!” Shanru stood on a stone and waved his arms to encourage everyone.
The orcs also raised their arms, shouting and cheering loudly. The atmosphere was countless times better than the silence at the goblin execution ground next door.
There was a burst of gunfire in the distance, and there was a cheer from their side. The orcs and goblins were destined to be at odds with each other, so they didn't have to pretend to be good people.
This island will be a paradise for their orcs in the future, and that is the land where goblins have lived for generations! The contradiction between the two sides is irreconcilable, and large-scale conflicts will occur on the island in the future.
So, Shanru didn't care what the goblins thought of the orcs, he just wanted to know how he should deal with the goblins.
“For the Tang Empire!” He raised his fists together: “For, His Majesty the Emperor!”
"For His Majesty the Emperor!" The beasts also shouted, and it was impossible to tell whether they were for His Majesty the Beast Emperor or for His Majesty the Human Emperor of the Tang Empire...
In short, it’s just for the emperor!
Looking at the thank-you gifts given by humans, several orc elders were also very satisfied. Although their paradise island is still far away, at least these humans...have given too much.
Even though they don’t even have any teeth, who doesn’t love chocolate candies? They have lived for so long, and they may not have eaten as much sweets as they did in the past ten days...
Now, they can eat more.
(End of this chapter)