However, when the grassroots commanders of the infantry unit arrived at the scene, they found that there was no "abnormality" here. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Workers sit silently in a line at the intersection of three roads, facing the castle park and its squares, and with their backs to the main thoroughfare of the Shield City, which is now second to none. What they were holding in their hands was not a weapon, but a variety of improvised banners, flags. They were all quiet, and they didn't mean to mess with it at all.

As a result, the situation of the 2nd Royal Infantry Brigade of the Elta Army, which came here in full gear, was very awkward. The other side is clearly "non-violent and non-cooperative," and even a little bit of a loss to blame itself -- because of the traffic jam and the large number of people who have gathered around to watch the excitement, the military can only stand still in front of the textile factory workers sitting on the ground.

"This matter has nothing to do with these people, it is absolutely impossible!" On the other end of the intercom, the commander of the Army's 2nd Royal Infantry Brigade seemed to be able to feel the tremor of the thunderous roar of the superior commander, "Take measures immediately to drive them all away from the intersection, the situation can't be more serious!" ”

"It's just that, chief, this situation in my department is very difficult to do now......"

The 2nd Royal Infantry Brigade is a newly formed "Elta unit", only some of the instructors are Chinese, as for the brigade commander and chief of staff are Elta, naturally have no experience in the on-site handling of such incidents, and then cannot make up their minds.

"Hard to do?" The voice on the intercom changed from anxious to irritable, "That sounds like a ...... Forget it, change the order, your department must control the movement of these workers, and take them down as soon as a weapon appears, and it will only take an hour or so for reinforcements to arrive! ”

"Guaranteed to complete the mission!" The brigade commander held the microphone and assured him that it would be easier than driving away the invaders who had invaded Elta's land, but he would soon understand that this was the most difficult mission the Elta Army had ever received.

The soldiers, following the orders of their commanders, surrounded the workers, who were mainly "land compensation workers", but they were not very vigilant - they still believed that these workers did not intend to cause a rebellion.

"Since we were taken away from the land and then forced to work in the city, and you went to serve as soldiers under them, the citizens of the Elta Empire have been miserable until now, working eight hours a day, sweating the last drop and exhaling for the officials and the Chinese, and your family is the same, right?" Seeing that the soldiers, who were far outnumbered by the workers, surrounded the crowd, Perrin stood in the middle of the line and shouted around.

Admittedly, the standard working hours are a source of dissatisfaction for these yeoman farmers, and even small landowners. When the farm is busy, they can hire short-term laborers, and those with large plots of land and more land can hire long-term laborers. Many serfs, the troubles of the peasants at the bottom were not a matter for them at all. This is the source of the psychological imbalance for Perran, Bowitt and others.

Naturally, the small owners of the dye mill could not understand the serfs' evaluation of the "paradise" of the textile factory - they were originally the "rentier class" lying on the serfs, and laziness and eating soft rice were normal for them, but it was completely impossible to work hard. For Peilan's nonsense, many soldiers had a smile on their faces that was worth playing.

Eight hours a day? Heavy training in the military? What's the big deal? Being able to eat, have dignity, and live like a person is already a good thing that they couldn't even think of during the old Elta Empire! What more could they ask for now? In other words, they have nothing to ask for but to fill their stomachs, and as for being able to regain their dignity as human beings, or even to receive education to become "excellent people", until they achieve achievements and status in all walks of life in which they can't even imagine, it is a reward in exchange for their own efforts, not "the reward they deserve"!

"The Empire has traded such unbearable jobs for the land and property, the workshops and shops on which we depend? What other value is there for such an empire that we are loyal to? Perrin didn't notice the strange expressions on the faces of the soldiers and some people around him, and continued to make a generous statement with the eight articles taught to him by Wu Ditan and Zhao Jiayin, "We have lost the only land and property we have, the house we live in, and the land we work on are not our own, and the central government of the empire can take it back at any time. In other words, as long as we don't do as the central government wants, they can leave us homeless and without food at any time,"

Perrin raised his arms and shouted, "But what about our land? What about our properties? The central government's claim of fair exchange every day is so unfair to us? ”

At this, Perrin waved his hand—and suddenly several of the workers sitting behind him stood up, holding the half-human-sized portrait in their hands.

"Our friends! The closest revolutionary comrades! Perrin suddenly shouted in the most sad and indignant tone, "He went to the city hall today to file an administrative review for the house that he could no longer restore, just to ask for an explanation!" That's just a statement! But the police who followed told us that he was the one responsible for the bombing of the city hall! This is unacceptable to us! We demand that the Duncheng City Hall hand over the real culprit and give Bowett an explanation! ”

"Did you hear that? Heads? The commander of the 2nd Infantry Brigade put the microphone back to his ear, "It's complicated...... Can you give some comments? Heads? Heads? ”

A different voice took the place of the Army's chief officer, catching him a little off guard. "On behalf of the Elta Army General Staff, I now order your department to immediately keep your distance from the workers' cluster......"

Before the brigade commander could turn his head and give the order to the commander of the battalion he had brought into the city, the roar of the people and the deafening explosion were heard in unison.

The shock wave of the explosion blew the drawings and files on the 212 jeep more than ten meters away, and the people present only felt a ringing in their ears and then earth-shattering. Most of them chose to subconsciously squat, a knee-jerk action that could be said to have saved their lives.

"Exploded."

In the building of the Army General Staff in Elta, a man in a Chinese military uniform lowered the microphone heavily.

"What blew up?" The people around eagerly gathered around and asked. Soldiers of this level have basically heard of the recent theft of explosive sticks, which is considered the top priority, and the most likely explosion is the two yellow explosives that were missing......

"What else could it be?" The officer of the General Staff took off his hat and pinched it a few times, and replied with a pretense of ease, "Explosive sticks." You say, is it appropriate to arrest this group of people now, or is it inappropriate? ”

"......," one of Elta's staff officers hesitated for a few seconds, "All you can confirm is that you've lost two explosive sticks, not three, or even ...... Four, or more? ”

The safety inspection of various industrial and mining enterprises is being carried out in a centralized manner, and no one can answer how many explosive sticks have been lost and how many dangerous goods are in stock and the quantity in the warehouse. The two boots that exploded one after the other in Shield City were only the first boots that were dropped, and one of the boots was "pending".

"So be it." The officer of the General Staff picked up the microphone again, "This is the General Staff, this is the General Staff." Can the Second Brigade hear? Second Brigade? ”

An anxious reply came from the other end of the microphone.

"Don't panic, don't panic. Organize the barrier immediately...... You should have that in your gear, right? Isolate the surrounding crowd from the workers. Were there any wounded officers and soldiers? Okay, I'll arrange for an ambulance to take care of it right away. Please note, however, that regardless of the severity of the injury, workers in the zone must be stripped of nothing if they want to be rescued...... Yes, you heard it right, the order is clear, there is not a single thing left. As for the width of the isolation belt...... Tentatively fifteen meters. In addition, it was ordered that all workers in the separation zone immediately hold their heads in their hands and kneel on the ground, and the company-level commander can only move when he says he can move, and if the order is violated, the company-level commander has the right to shoot him directly. Attacking soldiers, intending to snatch weapons, or suspected of using weapons, any soldier can cut off first, and now from now on, our department is about to rush to the scene for emergency command, and the command of your department will also be handed over to you with full power, please make a decisive decision! ”

The brigade commander on the side of "Guaranteed ......" responded with a fist instead of salute while asking the military doctor to wrap a bandage around his arm, "Guarantee to complete the mission!" ”

was inexplicably attacked, and the soldiers who had never seen the fire of war became nervous. The loose barbed wire was quickly unfurled in front of the bewildered workers, and the electric horn repeated the orders of the superiors - most of them did not know the cause of the explosion, and even the workers who pressed the button of the detonator only vaguely thought that "it is just a tool to make the whole city hear us" and pressed the button, and died in a daze.

"Why is that?"

"The soldiers attacked us, why are they locking us up?"

"What the hell is going on?" Someone outside Perrin stood up and raised his hands to the soldier ten meters away in front of him as ordered by the electric horn, "Can anyone explain this to me?" We're not wrong, why do this to us? My friend is still bleeding...... Oh no, he's still pulling at my trouser legs, please save him! ”

He pointed his arm down—in his mind, it was just to show the soldier with the gun full of hostility to show his friend with shrapnel stuck in his thigh. But in the soldier's training, this action is completely "threatening." ”