Chapter 942
My Empire Chapter 942
2020-11-03
Chapter 942 944 Arrogance"Let the heavy armored grenadiers directly under our division perform such a simple task, is there any Did you make a mistake?"
"Shut up! The order above is for us to take everyone on the list to the designated place! No mess, no problem! Be prepared! Don't talk nonsense! "The commander looked at his watch, then the jolting car stopped on the side of a street in a city.
These black armored vehicles with the eagle emblem painted on them are taboo in Briburn, and many civilians here have horrific memories of this emblem.
Back then, when they were still the Bamyhir Empire, when their lives were still peaceful, it was the battleship that hoisted this flag, proving to the people here on the sea a piece of Thing: The war, has begun!
That year, Admiral Lawens led the main naval fleet of the Alanhill Empire to the south, with no difficulty looting Paston and Briburn, and even Shackburn further south. All can't escape bad luck.
At some point in time, the black golden eagle flag, in the minds of these southern coastal residents, was no different from the pirate flag.
General Laurence led his army, often going ashore and looting, evacuating an entire city of its wealth.
Whether it is Paston or Briburn, the tall and thick city can't stop the steel battleship at all. The navy of the Alanhill Empire acted wilfully in these places and even occupied these cities at one point.
It's a pity that Alanhill has not been able to occupy these cities all the time. When the devil came, Alanhill just transported some civilians that could be transported away, leaving the old local nobles and those who were unwilling to leave. in place.
A disaster began, and the corpses of the slaughtered human beings piled up like mountains. Until now, neither the Bamyhir Empire nor the Southern Kingdom has recovered from the disaster.
Therefore, when this armored vehicle was parked on the side of the road, the eyes of the civilians passing by were full of anxiety and unease, but also full of hostility and sorrow.
Then, they saw the Alanhill heavy armored grenadiers with large-caliber automatic rifles, filed out of the armored vehicles, and stretched out their tall figures in the open space.
The grenadiers of the Alanhill Empire are rarely seen in the city, and there is no official appointed consul, so there are also very few police and other personnel to maintain law and order. Most of the time, the City Guard is used to maintain law and order.
And those old City Guards who took the money of the old nobles naturally basically became the private guards of these nobles and chaebols. Under normal circumstances, they focused on the old City Lord's Mansion. There are other aristocratic mansions nearby.
Nowadays, these army soldiers wearing long swords saw a few soldiers wearing power outer skeletons walking towards them.
"Big, my lord! This is the mansion of Lord Herman Count, what are you doing here?" A City Guard officer wearing armor like a Captain walked to the armored thrower of the Alanhill Empire. In front of the soldiers, he opened his mouth to ask about the situation.
"Back up! Get out of the way!" A heavy armored grenadier stretched out a hand without any explanation, and pushed it forward, signaling the opponent to retreat immediately: "Alanhill Imperial Army Carry out the mission, please keep a safe distance!"
Following his words, the black muzzle has been pointed at the opponent. Seeing this posture, the commander of the City Guard also knew that this matter could not be solved by a nobody like him.
So he could only step back, and then gave his men a gesture to get out of the way. Those soldiers who were leaning on spears and wearing inferior leather armor hurriedly avoided Alanhill's heavy armor. The path of the Grenadiers.
For them, the soldiers in front of them are the real soldiers. something not owned.
"Stay vigilant! If anyone resists, fire immediately!" When passing by the City Guards that lost one's head out of fear, the platoon leader of the Alanhill Grenadier did not mean to shy away, anyone could use it Hearing the voice, he opened his mouth and ordered.
After hearing his order, these terrified city guard army soldiers took two steps back to the periphery subconsciously.
"hmph...they are soldiers too?" A platoon medic with a red cross on his arm glanced contemptuously at the retreating quails and sneered.
After hearing this comment or sarcasm, these City Guards avoided their eyes and didn't want to prove themselves at all-they really didn't need to prove themselves, Because they are just a bunch of cowards who take advantage of one's position to bully people.
"This is a private manor! You don't have..." Steward, who opened the door of the manor, was pulled aside by an arm with a sturdy power outer skeleton before he finished speaking.
He staggered, and when he finally stabilized his figure, he saw these heavy armored grenadiers, who were more than two meters tall, walked into this incomparably luxurious manor one by one.
"You guys, what do you want to do? This is Herman Count's manor!" The old steward's voice trembled, scolding the intruding Alanhill Grenadiers.
Another soldier who entered the manor stopped, turned to look down at the fat steward, opened his mouth again, and warned in a solemn voice: "Alanhill Imperial Army is on a mission, please keep it up. Safe distance! Step back! I'll only say it once!"
"..." Looking at the dark muzzle, this fat old steward could only swallow a mouthful of saliva in the end, and dared not make any provocative voices .
This is the real God of Killing. If they are carrying out orders, they can really open fire at will - even if they kill people, they can only leave it alone.
In a sense, or to describe it from a certain angle, these grenadiers of the Alanhill Empire are more unreasonable than any nobles: nobles have reasons to kill anyway, Do a little bit of face, but these people shoot, they don't need to explain to anyone...
So, seeing these grenadiers wearing powered outer skeletons, they rushed in like this In the building in the center of the manor, the famous Herman Count was carried out like a chicken.
In full view, the Herman Count was stuffed into the armored car, and then the black armored car was extended like this and disappeared at the end of the street.
It was not until this time that the City Guard officer who protected the count manor dared to walk to the door of the manor and asked a few symbolic questions.
And Steward was very polite, with a billion times more arrogant attitude than before, and said something he really didn't dare to say just now: "get lost!""
Ming Heavenly Dragon Ling went to the hospital for a re-examination, and said in advance that if it's almost okay, it's almost time to resume the update.
(end of this chapter)