Chapter 779
My Empire Chapter 779
2020-11-03
Chapter 779 781 This is power"mother, who are those..." A child held an import in his hand From the lollipop of the Norma Empire, he pointed to the soldiers passing by in a long queue on the street and asked his mother.
"Shh!" mother quickly covered her child's mouth, then wrapped the child in her arms, and lowered her voice scolded: "Shut up! Don't point your fingers at those people! Be obedient, don't point! ”
One of the soldiers saw the child pointing at him and walked out of the queue.
Seeing someone leave the queue, the entire queue stops. These soldiers have black lacquered automatic rifles hanging on their chests, and a large 3 is written on the side of the helmet, and behind the 3 is a hollow golden eagle.
Every soldier wears a black tactical vest with communication equipment and smoke bombs hanging on the vest.
These soldiers watched their companions walk to the mother and son, and some of them cracked the corners of their mouths and let out an inexplicable smile.
For them, this world is a backward, barbaric, or incompatible world with their beliefs.
This turned out to be an isolated magical world. Most of the aborigines living here have some magical innate talent.
Of course, originally, before the end of the war, it was also the magicians who ruled here, the magicians who were aloof and remote.
But now, when mortals like them pass by, all of them have to step out of the way in awe.
After all, they are the Law Enforcers of the 3rd Army Group, responsible for patrolling here, maintaining law and order here, and even having the right to deal with any sudden occurrence, and deal with anyone they think is illegal or suspicious.
Originally, they didn't make the people here fear like a giant dragon, but when they raised their weapons and ordered a magician to stop using magic, the other party didn't follow their orders and was beaten. After becoming a sieve, they became the most nervous existence here.
The new puppet empire didn't deal with the outsiders who killed the magician, and didn't even give an account to the family of the deceased.
The aboriginal magician who was killed was treated as a remnant of the puppet empire. He died in vain, no matter if he was really the remnant of the puppet empire, he took his own life in vain anyway.
Then, after this incident, another magician attacked the patrol of the 3rd Army Group, and one magician killed the soldiers of both patrols.
Minutes later, an army of magician and mortal soldiers took over the block. More than 20 magicians and local aborigines who do not know magic were arrested on the street, and the magician who used magic to attack the patrol was directly killed...
After that, no one dared to disobey these battle strengths In fact, it is not strong, but it is really a mortal soldier who cannot be provocative.
Even if they go out alone, without weapons, few locals dare to look directly at these weird outsiders in fancy clothes.
"Children, it's not good to like sweets so much. It's easy to gain weight." The soldier, a subordinate unit of the 3rd Army Group of Alanhill, was about 30 years old. He walked in front of the mother and daughter and overlooked the with these two aborigines.
"Adults...they have no malice...this is just a child." A local magician dared to save the mother and daughter, and came up to explain a few words.
"Back off!" The Alanhill soldier raised his arms without raising his head, spreading his palms in a forbidden gesture.
The magician quickly spread out his hands and raised them slightly, made a gesture that I did not maliciously, and stepped back cautiously.
"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." The mother, who felt that she was sure she was going to die soon, hugged her child and sobbed and apologized. She felt that she was really unlucky, she went out with her child today, and got into such a group of terrifying devils.
"If you eat too much, you will get cavities." With a playful expression, the soldier looked back at his team and looked at the comrades with AK-47 assault rifles hanging on their chests. Made a smirk.
As a result, the atmosphere of the whole team became more cheerful. They like to tease the magicians who are aloof and remote like this. This is their favorite show during their patrol.
"But I like you! You are a very cute little child." The soldier rubbed the little child's head with his hands, messing up his hair even more: "Look, this What."
He pulled a candy bar from his pocket, printed in small print made by Alanhill. This kind of candy cannot be eaten in the new puppet empire, and their country has no foreign exchange reserves to import candy produced by Alanhill...
Even in the Norma Empire, Alanhill's candy is a luxury. Many nobles in magician can only eat a candy like this occasionally - after all, anything, as long as the origin comes from Alanhill, the price is not cheap.
"Promise me and listen to mother, okay?" He looked down at the little child and asked, "Can you pray?"
"Ah? Ah... He won't, I will..." The child's mother hurriedly answered her child, for fear that her child would be taken away because of this.
As if not hearing the child mother's words, the soldier continued to order: "Pray for our Emperor Your Majesty...be more pious."
"The gods will bless the great Emperor Alanhill. , Lord... Gods bless Alanhill." The woman recalled the life-saving words that she had recited over and over again even though she had never believed it before, and hurriedly recited shiveringly.
The soldier lifts the head and glances at the magician standing not far away with his hands raised, his chin raised and a disdainful expression: "Yes, thank you."
Then he turned around and walked back to his team. These soldiers with weapons and live ammunition started walking along the market again. Wherever they passed, everyone avoided them one after another, as if they had something like a plague on them.
"These bastards!" The magician gnashing teeth who still didn't dare to put down his hands muttered when he saw those Alanhill soldiers walking away.
"This is power." Another magician looked at the soldiers in the distance and sighed: "These soldiers want us to hate them more than we love them...just like a few years ago, We do the same thing."
paused, covering his face with the brim of his magician hat, continuing: "It's not a good taste, so...remember the shame of the day, brother." ►
Long Ling has had a hard day today and is not feeling well, so I will start to make up for it tomorrow, everyone has been waiting for a long time, sorry.
(end of this chapter)