Chapter 1733: 1734 Returning Home
Chapter 17331734 Returning Home
The cold wind blew through the streets of Dalkas, picking up the drifting snow that no one had dealt with and slapping it against the mottled walls. A military truck parked in the middle of the street, surrounded by dwarf soldiers with guns on their backs, knocking on the doors of houses in the town from house to house.
"Open the door! If there is someone inside, it is a crime not to open the door!" The shivering soldiers stamped their feet and slapped the door. They needed a place to stay warm and avoid the cold. These intact buildings were simply the best place.
Along the way, they have had enough of those leaky tents, so they want to share the warm room with these sinners... yes, sinners.
According to the decree issued by King Binghan I more than two months ago, the dwarves in the occupied areas are all guilty. They should actively resist before being occupied and continue to fight after being occupied.
But of course it is unlikely that civilians will enforce such a decree. Everyone thinks that such an order is simply drawn up by a madman. The soldiers have all been beaten away, what will happen to the civilians who are left behind? Are you going to kill Tang Jun with a fork and a hoe?
In the past two months or so, the dwarves have naturally been unable to implement such a decree, because they have no ability to successfully retake the areas occupied by the Tang army. So this law is in name only and no one cares about it at all.
The situation is different now. The dwarves have regained a large area in the southern plains. The dwarf civilians in this area have naturally become "criminals" who may be liquidated at any time.
Originally, there was no problem with this. Everyone actually knew it well, and no lunatic would really punish civilians according to such a decree. But sometimes, some coincidences are so fatal.
You must know that the marshal who organized this counterattack was Xie Ke. He retreated all the way from the northern front to here. The troops in his hands also looted and looted all the way until today.
They are all used to the pitiful days of low logistical supplies, and have long been accustomed to finding food, drink, and clothing by themselves. Now, in front of them is a group of people who are legally guilty. How can they let them go?
These people had plenty to eat and drink. The troops of the Tang Empire did not plunder them. Instead, they carried forward the glorious tradition and provided a lot of food relief to these civilians.
Well now, once the dwarf troops arrived in Darkas, these reliefs turned out to be evidence that these civilians were collaborating with the enemy and treason: If you are willing to hand over all your money and grain reserves, your house and clothes, and leave your daughter If you respect the officer, you can go out and freeze to death with a dog's life. If you don't want to...then you can only choose another way to die.
"Open the door!" The reason why he knocked patiently on the door was mainly because he didn't want to kick open the door and let the air leak out, causing trouble for him to occupy the magpie's nest. If the people inside are willing to open the door and cooperate, they will save themselves the trouble of finding something to repair the door in the future.
But most of the dwarf civilians who already knew the virtues of these people were not willing to cooperate in opening the door. On the outskirts of Darkas, these thieves of the 9th Army had killed many people and cleared many streets.
"Sir, we have nothing to eat anymore. The people who came in front have taken away all the food. Let us go..." The tone of the old man in the room was extremely sour. When humans came here, they had not endured it. Such humiliation.
"Stop talking nonsense! If you don't open the door, you will be in trouble when we get in!" The soldiers outside the door were impatient and shouted at the top of their lungs.
He didn't get many supplies along the way, and his clothes were very thin. If he didn't grab some clothes and food, he doubted whether he could make it to the next village.
As for how much food the civilians in the house have left, and whether they have anything to eat, this is not something he cares about. As long as he goes in and gives them a good beating, the other party will usually be able to do anything. If it really doesn't work, you can kill them and look for them yourself, and most of the time you can find some: anyway, this is not the first time they have done this, and they no longer feel guilty in their hearts.
"Please, please let us go!" The man in the room grabbed a shotgun and looked nervously at the door and begged: "My son is also a soldier... We have never betrayed this country..."
Behind him, the young granddaughter was trembling, her frightened eyes full of uneasiness. She knew what would happen to her and her grandfather if the door was opened, as their neighbor had experienced yesterday.
Those people took away all their food and all their money, and because the amount given was quite considerable, she was able to survive hiding in the cupboard. The girl next door was not so lucky. She was defiled by many dwarf soldiers and hung herself from the beam last night.
"Open the door for me! If you don't open it, we'll smash it down!" The soldier outside the door showed a ferocious look. He was already getting irritated because the old man in the room was a little too ignorant.
“Smash!” Before the other party could open the door, the dwarf soldier carrying a rifle shook his chin at the comrades beside him. While saying this word, he also took off the rifle on his back.
“Bang!” The door was hit with a muffled sound, and the grandfather and grandson in the room were frightened. The old man's hand holding the rifle was shaking. He had never used this thing on anyone.
This rifle is a needle-fired gun that has long been obsolete, and its manufacturer is still Datang Group. I don’t know what channel it went through, but it was sold here, became a kind of hunting rifle, and fell into the hands of this old hunter.
“Crash!” Finally, the fragile door was kicked open by someone, and several dwarf soldiers who had become completely irritable rushed into the house. In their view, the people in the house are already lambs to be slaughtered, and they will soon be able to legitimately occupy the house and everything in it.
"Bang!" A clear gunshot echoed in the wind and snow. The dwarf soldier who had just slapped the door stopped his arrogant steps, looked down at the blood gushing out of his chest, his eyes darkened, and he fell down.
The soldiers nearby reacted immediately and ran for cover: "He has a gun! Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"
On the street outside the door, the dwarf soldiers who were searching for civilians instantly panicked. If this shot meant that the Tang army had returned, then they would not be able to resist in this state.
The soldiers who were extremely arrogant just now all hunched their necks and looked for hiding places. After all, they were all soldiers who had been fighting for a long time, and their tactical abilities were still somewhat limited.