Chapter 739
My Empire Chapter 739
2020-11-03
Chapter 739 741 is not a market The car is being sprayed with a strong smell of disinfectant.Because the airtight device on their bodies was working, the heavy armored grenadiers didn't dodge at all. They were talking and laughing looking at the passing water trucks, and the speed belts still holding broken pieces. The meaty Type 99 main battle tank passed in front of him.
The "battle" just now made this place quiet. Burrison and his squad are leaving in an hour, and now they are enjoying their moment of peace.
On the broken city wall, the corpses of demon soldiers one after another are being thrown into the corner, and some demon flags covered with bullet holes are also thrown down. .
Trucks distributing ammunition parked one after another in the city square, where the black golden eagle battle flag has been hung on some of the buildings full of bullet holes.
Around the fountain, which has long since stopped spewing water, is the newly established food distribution point. You can get canned and packaged bread there, after all, people don't step on corpses to make hot food.
Berryson just went to the battalion headquarters for a meeting and brought back the corresponding combat mission. He looked at his resting men, opened the task panel, and distributed the task document to all his soldiers.
"The people of the 2 regiment will pass through here soon, and then the division headquarters and the corresponding logistics vehicles. A headquarters will probably be established here, so we need to continue to attack for about 20 kilometers. , establish a Safety Sector!"
"The combat mission is like this, we need to establish a forward position on the other side of the forest confirmed by the reconnaissance plane."
"Our left flank has The other companies are in charge, and they will set up support points on the plain. Our main task is to clear the entire forest and then deploy defenses on the edge!"
"Behind us are the battalion artillery, 4 fortified Our M109 self-propelled howitzers will cover our entire battalion line in the woods."
"If you find a hidden demon, fire immediately, if you find a demon soldier, immediately fire... well, find any friend or foe All identified targets will fire immediately!" After he finished his last sentence, he saw a jeep that was not an open top driving along the road into the city.
"Hey, it's not a military car?" Burrison saw the license plate, and his expression was obviously taken aback. He certainly knew that many merchants would come to the front to receive the land that had been sold or mortgaged to them, but he did not expect that these people would come so quickly.
The car came to a stop in front of a well-preserved house, the door was pushed open from inside, and two noblemen in decent clothes, covering their mouths with their hands, stood before several officers. Accompanied, he walked into the building like this.
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"Is the way here going smoothly?" The air purifier was on in the room, and the smell was somewhat better. The rich man handed over a cigarette and asked.
"The journey went well, but we found that there are still some demons alive. Does this mean that you haven't cleaned them up?" A nobleman did not pick up the cigarettes handed over by the other party, went to a folding stool, and sat down. Go down and open the replied.
"No way, most of the demons will be destroyed immediately, but some scattered demons, we don't have time to hunt down." The major also obviously knew that there were many living demons. behind their defenses.
But this is also a situation where there is no way to do it. The number of their regular army is still too small. When attacking millions of demons, it is inevitable that a fish that escaped the net will appear.
Those demons who are alone, or who are lucky enough not to die, will remain, and they will not die immediately, because for these demons, the sea of corpses and blood is simply their paradise.
They can scavenge for clothes from dead demons, and the corpses that aren't rotting are their food - on these they can live for at least a month, until those corpses rot and the demons run out of food. Will appear.
Of course, even if the corpses are decomposed, the demons will not starve to death, they are omnivores, they also eat grain and other meats, anyway, they have too many ways to live. go down.
"Then we will organize the clean-up work, and the subsequent troops will also kill these demons when they pass by... However, there will eventually be a fish that escaped the net, and the rest needs to be handed over to the police. Troops, and your mercenaries." The major said, putting away his cigarettes, each minding their own business, and sat on a folding chair, enjoying this comfortable time.
The devil's furniture is very rudimentary, and the officers of Alanhill don't make those greasy-looking wooden chairs and stools.
So the chairs in this room are all portable folding chairs, and some electrical appliances are all connected to a diesel generator. The generator that generates electricity is outside the room, and the noise is so loud Hear it clearly.
"I heard when I came here that these demons can actually be domesticated?" Without answering the major, the noble who sat down first started a new topic, a topic that he was very interested in.
The major was stunned for a moment, and seemed to have guessed what the other party was really interested in, so he replied: "Yes, they once surrendered, even if we opened fire, they didn't mean to be arrogant - the devil's Civilians are very different from their soldiers."
"So, can you... leave some demons as slaves?" the nobleman said, taking out a A box of rare cigarettes, from which he pulled one and handed it to the major.
The major remembered the cigarette he handed out earlier, took the other party's kindness angrily, lit the cigarette absentmindedly, and replied: "I know what you are thinking, as long as the emperor Your Majesty If you change your mind, then we will have no problem."
"I can personally sponsor you 300 tons of supplies...sausages, beer, whatever you want." The businessman offered his own price.
"Things are good things, but we have to use our lives." The major sneered and said to the head: "Everyone here has sworn that the emperor, the order of His Majesty here is no different from the will of the gods."
"Okay, this time you bid—how much can you forget your oath?" The noble businessman was kind.
"You have only two paths, one is to find a way to ask the emperor Your Majesty to change his mind, the other is to change your mind yourself... If you say one more disrespectful word, I will execute it now You guys." The major played with the lit expensive cigarettes and reminded the opposite side with a sneer: "This is Your Majesty's barracks, not your market!"
(End of this chapter)