New Eden Black History: A good deed has summarized the information of the "famous generals" of the empire since the Great Exploration, and found that these famous generals have many incredible similarities:

One, they both have an older sister who is the emperor's favorite concubine;

Second, they both have dazzling blonde hair and beautiful looks that make people maddened with jealousy;

Third, they had all adopted a scorched-earth strategy against enemies who had invaded the empire itself;

Fourth, they seem to be able to conjure up a fleet out of thin air in defiance of logistical constraints, because whenever a subordinate general is promoted, they will unscientifically immediately give the subordinate a fully equipped fleet, as if by magic;

Fifth, they all died in the end by assassinations by political enemies.

However, some occultists have pointed out that the reason for the defeat of these famous generals was that they did not have a good lieutenant with red hair and a crush on their sister.

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“fire the boom！” An angry shout.

There were a few more soft sounds, and the grenades that had been drawn from the safety had been drawn and the green smoke fell from the sky and landed among the Mimatar slave laborers at the gate of the outpost.

"Boom! Rumble! Rumble! "A series of explosions resounded throughout the sentry.

"You lowly slaves, it's time for you to taste pain and cruelty! Assault of the whole army! Target: Outpost Gate! Kill me! Erist leapt from his hiding place and yelled at the soldiers who had jumped out of their hiding places.

"For Emma! Offensive! The Emma warriors roared and attacked the outnumbered Mimatar slave laborers. Although there were only a dozen or so people, they played with the momentum of thousands of troops. They roared as they shot at the slave laborers with their weapons.

Those poor Mimatar slave laborers have long been blinded by these Emma soldiers who came out of nowhere. They scurried around like headless flies, not caring that they also had weapons in their hands, and they were not without the power to resist.

They were scurrying around, and there was chaos outside the entire outpost.

"Smoke bombs!" The captain of the guard shouted.

"It's coming!" A soldier pulls on the safety of a smoke bomb and throws it out.

After a smoke bomb, the scene outside the post became even more chaotic. In the smoke, the unprepared Mimatar slave laborers could not see whether the figures around them were enemies or their own. At this time, someone finally remembered that he still had the weapon he had been issued before.

"Da Da Da! Da-da-da-da! "The muzzle of the gun was constantly beating with flickering flames.

The sudden sound of gunfire gave a reminder to the Mimatar slave laborers who were still in a state of confusion. They also raised their weapons in their hands and shot wildly at any black shadow in the smoke that might be an enemy.

Outside of the smoke, Erlister pressed his headset and asked, "How?" Did you take the door? ”

"My lord, the gate of the outpost is already under our control. Plus, we've captured the organizers of these lowly slaves! This kid really shit luck, just now the two grenades were blocked by the person in front of him, and we can pry his mouth open when the outside is cleaned up. The soldier in charge of controlling the gate reported.

"Good! You must take care of him, and you must not let him die! Removed his jaw, knocked out his teeth, and broke all my limbs. Check his mouth again for suicide poison to prevent him from committing suicide! Erist said overjoyed.

"Yes, sir. We're already doing that! From the soldier's voice, a muffled grunt of pain could be faintly heard.

Speaking of which, it was Massach's own bad luck, and he knew what it was the moment the grenade was thrown in. Seeing the grenade that had landed, he threw himself on the ground, hoping to dodge.

Masach was dizzy by the sound of the grenade exploding, and felt the liquid flowing in his ears, but could not hear anything. It was clear that his eardrums had been shattered by the blast wave of the explosion.

Vaguely, he saw a figure fall in front of him. He got up and shouted, "Hey! What happened?! Did someone have a weapon in their hand that went off the fire?! Isn't it?! You speak! ”

The figure in front of him remained motionless, as if he hadn't heard his words at all.

"Hey! What are you doing?! Wake me up! Find out which fool's weapon went off the rails! Massach kicked at the shadow.

The poor fellow hadn't figured out the situation yet, and he thought that some idiot in the slave labor group had gone off with a weapon, and he didn't even think about being attacked.

After a while, Massachie finally felt a little better in his ears, and could at least hear sounds indistinctly.

He looked at the chaos in front of him and shouted, "Stop me, you idiots!" Just now, the weapon in someone's hand went off the fire! Stop! ”

Looking at the still chaotic crowd, he casually picked up a rifle from the ground and fired it into the air.

"Da Da Da! Da-da-da-da! ”

After a series of deafening gunshots, Massach looked at the slave laborers in front of him with satisfaction and said, "Don't panic, everyone! And no one attacked us! The Emma soldiers in this outpost are all lying there now! It was just one of us who was an idiot who had his own weapon on fire! Don't panic now! ”

"Oh? Is it? A voice faintly sounded in Masach's ears.

"What is not? Go inside and move your stuff! Before the Emma garrison arrives, we're going to finish moving all the supplies here! Masach turned back to him inexplicably.

But then he froze.

The muzzle of the gun, which was still smoking, was close at hand, and the hot breath coming from the muzzle of the gun clearly told him that the gun had just fired. The tall soldier in a brown-gray camouflage uniform and a soft military cap was looking at him coldly, and the golden Emma logo on his body was so dazzling in the sunlight.

"How... Possible...! You are not ... Miss Villerlett assured us ... No way...! Massachie said incoherently.

"Nothing is impossible! Looks like you're the leader of these lowly slaves, and luckily, we're worried about blowing you up just now. I promise God that we will entertain you later. Hey, hey, hey... The soldier said to Massachy with a smile.

Massachie suddenly realized that something was wrong, and just as he was about to resist with the weapon in his hand, there was a pain in the back of his head and a black eye, and he collapsed to the ground with unwillingness and doubts.