"The term 'land compensation worker', which appeared in the early years of the establishment of the new Elta Empire, and with its restructuring and disappearance, it only existed for less than a decade during the term of the first caretaker cabinet, and its existence did have a great impact on the industrialization process and social changes of Elta. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info and it is well known that this influence and trend is the culmination of the 'Castle Park Avenue Incident'......"

Reverting to the brief and fleeting description in the book "The Complete History of Elta" to July 2, the "eventful summer" of that year, the fate of everyone on both planets seems to have been tied to two bullets.

"Put your hands up!" The soldier with a Type 5 or 6 semi-automatic rifle apparently did not quite consider the worker in overalls in front of him to be his enemy. Nervous, he just commanded loudly while holding the handguard in his left hand and raising the muzzle of the gun to express his movements.

"Huh?" The worker's astonishment clearly did not understand the meaning of the other man's words - or rather, he did not understand what his current situation was like. His hand still hesitated to be raised—but it was this moment of hesitation that ultimately killed him.

Time seemed to have frozen in that moment. All hatred ends before that, and then it spreads again. For future generations of historians of the universe, what happened in a few seconds could be debated for a lifetime - it was as fascinating as the singularity of the universe.

In the corner of the ranks of workers that no one noticed. Perlan, who had just been "leading the revolutionary masses", had now turned into a man who had been dismayed by the shock wave of the bomb, and his face changed, and he took out his gun from the cloth bag on his waist.

The all-white Liberator was already particularly dazzling after being swept by a few rays of sunlight under the gradually gloomy cloud curtain. Perrin roughly aimed the crosshair on the barrel at the target - the target must not have dodged anyway, if he shot it in the back.

A cylindrical black shadow rubbed, tearing the air and rushing into everyone's field of vision. In contrast to the ordinary conical bullet that ripples in the air and uses the power of the wind to form the momentum of the wind, its movements of spinning and even tumbling in the air are rough, wild, and have no beauty at all.

But it is so powerful that it can take a person's life, and it proclaims its arrival very loudly while doing so. The worker who was face to face with the soldier seemed to the soldier to just lean forward, and inevitably leaned forward with a look of disbelief in his stomach.

At the same time, the soldiers also heard the sound of gunfire coming from the crowd. The soldier who was on guard against the other party's use of weapons subconsciously pulled the trigger, completely oblivious to the painful expression of the worker in front of him, and gradually fell forward.

It was only after the soldier pressed the trigger and felt the strong recoil from the butt of his rifle that he realized to his chagrin that he seemed to have hit the wrong person, for the worker had clearly made a short distance of the fallen trajectory by the time the rifle in his hand hit the target in front of him.

In the milliseconds when the soldier wavered and hesitated, Perrin stood up and pulled the liberator's trigger again. The double-barreled liberator fired again, spewing out the second cylinder in anger, this time aiming at the Elta Army soldier who had just fired a bullet at the worker.

Bowett dedicated his life to the revolution, and that was also his inevitable fate. Perrin had already made a decision from the moment he stood up with his gun in hand—according to Wu Ditan's description and his own speculation, Elta was now just a prison with smaller and smaller doors and cells. If no one fights, then their land will not grow on their own and sign the title deed and run back to their own hands.

Then, if there is really no hope for your future, it is better to break the jar and break it...... No, it makes sense to fight to the death. His sacrifice of "not being afraid of power" can probably make his heroic name be remembered by countless Elta people like Wu Ditan said, right?

The light of holiness, greatness, and selflessness enveloped him, giving him infinite enthusiasm and strength to pull the trigger. The soldier felt as if he had been hit the stomach, and when he looked down, he saw that there was also a large blood stain oozing from his uniform.

Before he could shoot back in person, the soldiers around him fired five or six shots in a row, turning Perrin into a hornet's nest. The dense bullets pierced Perran's flesh and bones, and he was still struggling to shout some uplifting slogan, but when he clenched his fist with the grip of the liberator, the dense projectiles had already made him unconscious.

It was only after the continuous gunfire that the surrounding environment returned to color. In the chaos and sudden upheaval, no one really saw what was going on between the three shots, who fired them first, and who was the target? Nobody knows.

However, in the eyes of the workers, the only people who were hit by the most chaotic three shots were the Elta Army soldiers, who had been loaded in the first place, and the workers who had been unarmed all along, and who were now lying in pools of blood.

The normal logic is that the soldier shoots the unarmed worker, and the "revolutionary leader" Worker Perlan, who has been secretly holding a weapon, "rightly counterattacks" and shoots the soldier a second time; For some reason, the soldier fired a third shot and still hit the worker......

The workers, who had been peaceful, began to go berserk. The soldiers began to shoot into the air, but they were still unable to stop the workers who began to shake the barbed wire—and by this time, even the most cowardly land compensation workers had a look of resentment like that of a caged beast.

"Damn it!" The brigade commander's palms were full of sweat while holding the electric speaker microphone, "Workers, please settle down...... On behalf of the central government, we can listen to your ...... (overshadowed by roars...... Provided that you settle down immediately, otherwise we will do whatever it takes......"

The workers are completely out of control, and then the soldiers can shoot them all here? No, even at the grassroots level, the platoon-level officers who control the behavior of the soldiers on the front line understand that this matter can definitely not be handled in this way - the Elta Imperial Army is an army that "comes from the people and fights for the people", and this ideological creed has been deeply imprinted into the depths of their consciousness, and now how can they really be tough enough to shoot these workers who are dancing with teeth and claws but cannot even break through the barbed wire?

"We don't believe it, we don't believe it!" At this moment, someone had already wrapped strips of cloth torn from their work clothes around his head, and the blood-stained strips of cloth made the worker who had taken over Perlan's mantle look like a death squad. He led a few workers to push the barbed wire fence and the soldiers who rushed into the crowd, trying to stop them from carrying Perran's body - and the most crucial "liberator" in his hands.

The citizens who watched the bustle on the streets had long been frightened by the sound of gunfire and the sound of the workers "the army has fired". And these workers also seem to see the key point that their opponents fear, and they no longer crouch with their heads in their hands, but stand up and protest with the bold workers, and even boldly try to seize the weapons from the soldiers.

"Soldiers, stand back!"

Sweating profusely, he nodded his head into the microphone a few times before the brigade commander regained his head and ordered the soldiers to retreat from the barbed wire fence in the belly of the snake. The barbed wire, which was originally ten meters away from them, has now been pushed and expanded by the crowd inside the barbed wire, losing its original blocking function......

"The reactionary army has retreated!"

"It must be the central government that sympathizes with us, His Majesty the Emperor heard our voice!"

These hoarse, hoarse roars reached the brigade commander's ears, and he only smiled dismally: he had just received an order that the security mission of the Shield City had been completely upgraded to a "counterinsurgency" mission, and the rest of the Royal 2nd Infantry Brigade had entered the Shield City together with the instructor troops, blocking all the main roads, roads out of the city, rivers and ditches to ensure that the whole city was sealed; The Public Security Archives Office and the corresponding personnel of the Chinese General Staff will also be sent to Duncheng to be responsible for the command and coordination of the arrest operation.

As for the specific person responsible for the arrest and execution, it is the commanders and fighters of the Second Brigade under his command. And the combat units at the scene of the counterinsurgency ...... The brigade commander's face turned white when he thought of this. I'm afraid it's really unbearable, and it's really inevitable to hurt the killer this time.

The rumbling sound of a double-pin track grounding came from far off the main road. Others may not understand, but the commander of the second brigade can figure it out when he thinks about it: it is an armored car of the army training school. To face an enemy who may have explosives and guns, the only way to solve the problem is to send this "fierce army" that is not far from the shield city.

Even the Elta police, which China has copied on its own model, would not have expected that the portal would be so quickly threatened with explosives, and then equipped with anti-explosive teams and equipment. When it comes to dealing with explosives, the engineers in the Army Training School are still the most experienced, and the best equipped are armored vehicles that can withstand anti-infantry mines......

Before his thoughts could land, the sound of the tracks and metal grinding had already fallen on the street corner. The commander of the second brigade took a fixed look, and it was not anything else that was at the head of the platoon, but the round-headed thick spear, covered with stepped steel plates, like a "five-team wheel" with a plate upside down!

At the same time, the high-powered loudspeaker on the fifth team wheel spoke: "Attention to all citizens of the Elta Empire who are not part of the army on the Castle Park Boulevard, this is the Elta Army, please stop all actions immediately, and lie on the ground with your head in your hands!" Again, we are ......"

A sudden deterrence appeared in front of the workers, and the scene changed abruptly. Many workers still held banners, flags and other miscellaneous goods in their hands, wanting to "be majestic and high-spirited, and see the emperor tell the story", but now on the main road, such monsters are blocking their way.