Yes, as the title of the previous chapter suggests, Fenrir cursed, "That's a cannonball, stupid!" He found a big rock himself and hid behind it while he asked people to find cover and prepare for the bombardment of cannonballs. He had seen such shells, and before he set foot on that smuggling ship with the intention of finding a rich man to become a big man, he had seen a naval battle on the sea while fishing. The huge cannonball looks like a bean from a long distance, but this bean will produce an explosion and instant flames, and the flying fragments can be cut off by the mast, and the best way to avoid it is to jump into the water and dive to a depth of twenty meters, and those shrednel will have no terrifying lethality.

It was on land, and there was no twenty-metre deep water for him to dive, so he could only learn from the sailors on the deck crawling behind the barrels, holding their heads and butts towards where the shells landed.

It's better to have a rotten ass than a broken head!

But this time he was destined to be disappointed, because there was no deafening, earth-shaking explosion, only a moment of firelight, he looked back with some curiosity, those shells exploded more than twenty meters from the ground, it was a group of bad shells, he had never heard of shells exploding in mid-air, did the arms procurement department of this group of imperial Yankees reap benefits?

He rolled his eyes, maybe this is also a material that can be brought to the negotiating table, if the other party does not agree to his conditions, he will expose the purchase of inferior artillery shells by the military region.

The rain of fire and screams from all directions quickly brought him back to his senses, and he suddenly shivered and looked down at the raging flames on the stones less than a meter away from him. The flame is attached to the stone, and there is nothing to burn except for a black viscous substance on the surface of the stone. He walked over and blew hard, and his beard was blown up, but the flame, which was only the size of an egg, was not extinguished, but grew larger with his blowing movements.

He immediately bent down and picked up a piece of rotten bark, pressed it against the burning spot, and rubbed it vigorously. He could be sure that the flames had been completely extinguished, and when he lifted the bark, there was a black, sticky substance attached to the moss on the surface of the bark.

In the next second, flames rose on the stone and the bark of the tree in an instant, and it burned violently, and he let go of his hand and let the bark fall to the ground.

Words like "demonic flames" and "hell flames" that humans can only say in extreme fear gradually came around, and those who were contaminated with flames kept screaming and rolling, but they could not prevent the flames from going out again and again, and the whole valley felt as if they had fallen into hell.

He stumbled, and Fenrir clutched his chest and coughed violently, the violent cough made him hunch, and he felt like he wanted to cough out his lungs. He wiped the corners of his wet mouth, he needed to maintain a positive image of himself. However, he looked at the back of his hand in a daze, it was not saliva, it was blood!

When a man shouted "This smoke is poisonous" in a particularly poignant voice, all those who were still able to run and not ignited by the flames of hell rushed to the mouth of the valley on both sides, perhaps it would be safe to run out. But they were greeted not by fresh air, but by rows of automatic rifles with their safety open, as well as weapons carrying platforms. A metal storm descended on the world in an instant, and the blood gathered together like a stream, bending and spreading along the mountain road along the undulations of the terrain.

Behind the steam, fanatically distorted faces bared their teeth and grinned like devils crawling out of hell, their fingers clenched on the trigger, bullets pouring out like a torrent of bullets.

Behind them, reporters kept taking pictures and writing hard, and one of them wrote-

"Evil is as fragile as paper in the face of the bullet of justice, this group of demons who burned, looted, and murdered thousands in the west are finally waiting for their trial, each bullet represents a determination, a sword to ensure the stability of the west, and uphold justice for those innocent victims. These swords pierced the bodies of the devils and tore apart their ugly souls. Do you hear me? The unwilling roar of the devils, that is their swan song to hell, may all the innocent people they have killed be able to see this moment in heaven. ”

"May God be with us, may peace endure forever, and may such a thing never happen again. ”

Everyone, there is everyone's justice, the devil or the angel, they can't judge their right or wrong because of their instincts, that's just their way of living.

But today, this must be a victory for the Army. The corners of the Colonel's mouth were slightly raised, so many feats were enough to make his medal beautiful and shiny, and he stepped on a new step again, one step away from the arrival of the star.

The one-sided killing lasted less than ten minutes, and the valley fell into a deathly silence, all sounds were gone, except for a few mist-spraying machines that hummed in a whisper.

After waiting for another three minutes, Mr. Colonel nodded, "Start cleaning up the poison gas, be aware that someone may play dead, and be sure to replenish the gun in the vital parts when cleaning the battlefield." Soldiers, bullets are not valuable, but your lives are incomparably precious, so make sure you are safe!"

The mist-spraying machine, propelled by soldiers in gas masks, began to move towards the valley, which was filled with a purple-gray smoke that did not disperse. Of course, this is also thanks to the special geographical topography of the valley, the wind at high places cannot stir the air flow in the valley, so that these toxic smoke will not leak out in a large area.

In fact, the leakage does not have much to do with it, these toxic floating particles will stick to the surface of some plants early tomorrow morning, and the chemicals that are highly toxic and toxic to humans have no effect on plants. After several heavy rains of washing, these things end up in the dirt and are finally broken down into harmless substances.

The gunshots that rang out from time to time in the valley and the twisted corpses on the ground made the soldiers who entered the valley to clean up the battlefield a little shocked, and even felt fear from the heart. The word war is very close to them, because they are soldiers, warriors who defend this empire from aggression, and they exist for war. But the word is far away from them, the most recent war took place more than twenty years ago, and the blood tide more than ten years ago was just an unequal battle.

But here, in this small valley, they can really feel the weight of the word war, and the glory it brings.

Everyone was as silent as they could, and for every corpse they saw, they shot them twice. One shot in the head and one shot in the chest, this is the standard for the execution of cleaning the battlefield, they learned it in class. When the poisonous fog of the entire valley was dispelled, and the ground seemed to be covered with a layer of purple-gray dust, reporters and officers from outside came in.

This is a very happy and good thing, because the Freedom Front, an illegal armed extremist organization entrenched in the west, has been wiped out, and a safe environment has been created for the lives and property of the people in the west. This is also a huge feat, more than 2,000 kills are enough for the commander of this battle to get an Imperial Silver Heart Medal, so that the dispatched legions can get a group battle flag second-class medal, and everyone gets benefits, which is a good thing.

The flickering of the spotlight made His Excellency the Commander feel like a hero, and he put on white gloves, after all, there is still a lot of toxic dust here, and if you accidentally get it, you may hurt yourself, and it is always safe to wear a pair of gloves. He beckoned the soldiers to bring over the sentry posts, and he pointed to the neatly numbered corpses on the ground and said, "Write your leader's number on a piece of paper, and if someone lies, then he'll get a number plate too, understand?"

Several sentry cards nodded tremblingly, they were almost unstable on their feet, and for more than an hour, they didn't expect that this group of Freedom Front, which everyone was afraid of in the west and had almost stopped trading, would be so finished?

The first sentry received a pen and a piece of paper, went from beginning to end under the guard of the soldiers, handed the paper to Mr. Major, and then the second went to identify it. When all ten checkpoints had been identified, Mr. Major began to check the papers with only six numbers written on them. He suddenly raised his head and pointed at the seventh man, whose frightened expression froze on his face before he could say anything.

A bullet pierced his skull from behind, causing him to fall to the ground.

Mr. Major glanced indifferently at the guy on the ground who was still twitching but was actually dead, and sneered twice, "I hate it when people lie to me!", and then he handed one of them to a soldier, "Take these six corpses out and set them aside." After speaking, he turned around and looked at the commissioner who came over from the imperial capital with a smile, "Mr. commissioner, the six leaders of the Freedom Front have all been killed, you can call the cabinet, the Western Military Region has completed the task of encirclement and suppression perfectly." ”

The commissioner, who wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses and a crisp formal suit, made him out of place with everything here, and he glanced at the paper in his hand and put it in his pocket, "I will call the Minister of Defense at once and report to the Cabinet exactly what I have seen and heard." I have to commend you, Major Main, for the clarity of your thinking and the execution of your soldiers, which will make your name remembered by the Minister and the Excellency of the Cabinet. ”

Major Mainn endured the excitement in his heart and took the initiative to stretch out his hands, "This is what I should do, fighting for the empire is my lifelong belief and my glory!"

The commissioner smiled a little mysteriously, and he nodded in agreement: "History will remember this moment!"