Chapter 597: Blockade
Garros still maintained his indispensable demeanor, and said with a slight smile: "Why, before the last moment, you already want to retreat?" Don't underestimate the mercenaries, they just don't have the opportunity and the resources to strengthen themselves. Although the level of evolution is not high, they are far stronger than the bodyguards around us in terms of combat experience and survivability. One-on-one alone, mercenaries are certainly not our opponents. But as long as there is no restriction on the way and venue of the battle, in the mountains, forests, wilds, and wastelands, it will only be us who loses. β
It was the first time Philip had heard this argument from Garros. He froze for a few seconds, looked at Garros as if he didn't know him, and said in a strange tone, "I've always thought you were a very proud fellow. Unexpectedly, you can still say such things? β
"We have to admit reality!"
Garros sighed heavily, "I always thought it was the Imperial Army protecting us. Especially the main army of the Empire, as long as they are there, the threat of the dark world is not a problem at all. Now it seems that my thinking may be wrong. Look at the mercenaries, and the civilians here, they're really crazy. And that doctor, who should be the more elite type of everyone. If it weren't for this chance to leave the inner realm of the empire, I wouldn't have believed what happened here. We enjoy prosperity, we enjoy peace, we are addicted to power and money. Of course, we are all well aware that there is corruption and dirt within the Imperial Army, and it is not uncommon to fight for power. Perhaps, it is not the army that guards the peace of the empire at all, but these people who live on the border. β
Philip's face was incredulous: "The emperor is above, don't sue me sΓΉ you now have a conscience and want to be a real good person." You know? When you said those words, you behaved like a priest. Is this still the same Garros I know? I have the impression that you are a gentleman, a playboy, a family waste with a brain and a little cleverness. Both of us have similar identities and abilities, but why do I suddenly feel a little inferior to you? Or even left behind you? β
Garros knew Philip was joking. He smiled faintly: "If you want to compare, you should also compare with poor Brito." I'm really glad you weren't hot-headed at that time and didn't shoot and kill people like Brito. The boy is usually silent, like a mouse hiding in the shadows. I don't like this guy, and if he hadn't happened to meet him, he wouldn't have been on the same road with us. β
Philip had an undisguised sarcasm on his face: "Britto's life is over." Of course, he'd get himself a whole set of delicate prosthetic limbs, and maybe a couple of nimble robotic arms. But in my opinion, he will be a cyborg monster in the future, and he can change parts at any time. Not! It's funny to think about, he can change his body parts at will. Especially below, if you want a guy with a thicker caliber, simply load a heavy howitzer directly. β
Garros was indifferent to Philip's joke. He put away his smile, frowned slightly, and asked thoughtfully, "What do you think the Clemen family will do to Brito's serious injury?" β
Philip replied without thinking, "Then do you need to say?" A large group of men must have been sent to retaliate. Whoever the town originally belonged to was not immune to this catastrophe. To be honest, I have a good impression of the doctor named Su Hao, but it's a pity that he got into such big trouble. I've heard that Old Man Clement was a madman when he was young. Britto is his favorite son. This feud can be greatened. Perhaps the town may also be wiped off the map. β
Garros pondered for a moment, a sly gaze flashing in his eyes: "If it was you who killed Brito at that time, what would you do now?" β
"Of course, how far to run."
Philip looked unconcerned: "Only idiots stay here and die." No one can be found, and it is useless for Old Man Clement to blow his beard and stare at him again. Anyway, Britto is already a waste. Instead of spending energy and more money, aimlessly looking for an almost impossible target for revenge, it is better to focus on the woman and give birth to him ten or eight more while her physical condition is okay. β
Just as Garros was about to open his mouth to laugh, the closed door was slammed open by a huge force from the outside, and a bodyguard in a black uniform ran in, with eagerness, anxiety, and uncontrollable ecstasy, and shouted at Garros: "Young master, press, they won, we won." β
The bodyguard's speech was somewhat incoherent, and Garros could hear what he was really trying to say.
They refer to the civilians and mercenaries in Konoha Town.
Both nobles and commoners belong to human beings. Therefore, in the thinking logic of the bodyguard, it is collectively referred to as "we".
Therefore, this battle, which no one was optimistic about at the beginning and was full of dangers, was indeed won by "we".
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After the end of the Great War, the town of Konoha was devastated and full of destroyed buildings. Corpses and blood were everywhere, and although the flames were extinguished, there was still a constant stream of smoke rising from the embers, casting a cloud over the town that could barely penetrate the sunlight.
After the ecstasy and euphoria, everyone felt tired like never before. The battle consumed a lot of physical energy, and it was only through blood and rage that people erupted with unimaginable bravery at the last moments. When everything is over and you have to face the reality again, looking at the corpse of the dead at your feet, the sadness and sorrow become uncontrollable, and quickly spread among the survivors.
Surrounded by a large group of mercenaries, Su Hao walked into the mayor's mansion, which originally belonged to Wang Hu.
It was even more messy than usual, littered with weapon parts and bullet casings, boxes of bullets left in the corner, and a werewolf with a severed arm lying on the table, his tongue hanging limply from his mouth, long since turned into a stiff corpse.
Su Hao raised his foot, kicked the hardened werewolf corpse away, and pushed away all kinds of debris scattered on the table with a "bang", revealing the floor plan of Konoha Town spread underneath.
"We have a lot of things to deal with right now. First, count the number of people in the town. Especially for strong civilians and mercenaries, the numbers must be accurate. β
"The four gates must be manned around the clock, the guard towers and fortifications must be cleaned as soon as possible, the damaged weapons and equipment must be repaired by maintenance personnel, and then the stocks of weapons and ammunition must be counted. We have to keep our spirits up, maybe there will be dark creatures, and after victory, it is easy to become paralyzed, and we cannot take risks. β
"The makeshift hospital is still located where Team 22 is stationed. Everyone knows how to give first aid, and I will carry the seriously injured who need to be treated first, and I will operate on them according to their individual circumstances. β
"Send someone to clean up the bodies on the streets. It's no longer winter now, they rot and stink quickly, and if not disposed of in time, they can easily cause plague. β
Su Hao's arrangement is logical and reasonable, and the order is clear. The mercenaries gathered around kept nodding their heads, and even the oldest mercenary captain had to admit that the orders were simple and reasonable, and the objectives of the duties assigned to each person were very clear. Everyone knows what they need to do. Of course, after the end of the war, every commander will make arrangements with similar content. If Wang Hu or someone else does it, the same is true. However, they will definitely not be like Su Hao, who will refine the order to each mercenary team, nor will they divide the civilians in each area into blocks according to the town plan and the streets, so as to form different forces for the purpose of the group, and make reasonable and orderly arrangements for human resources.
The town, which had just quieted down, became busy again.
Su Hao still acts as a doctor, performing non-stop operations in a makeshift hospital.
Heavy weapons on the gates and guard towers were re-erected and ammunition replenished.
Bodies were thrown from buildings and loaded onto carts and transported to corpses outside the city for disposal. If there are still relatives alive, the body is exchanged for a relative to be buried. The unclaimed parts were burned and all the ashes were buried in the grave. If it is a dark creature, the werewolf is first skinned, then the hedron is dug up, and then thrown into a large pit dug in advance, and gasoline is poured on it and burned.
There are special personnel who are responsible for providing food and drink, and there are also special personnel who are responsible for repairing damaged buildings. Su Hao promised that all the loot collected would be public property and would be distributed according to the different needs of the residents of the town. Neither the food nor the materials for repairs provided at this stage will be in vain.
The difference between Wang Hu and Su Hao immediately showed the difference between superior and inferior in this matter.
There has never been a public benefit like this in Konoha Town. Wang Hu will only be responsible for the safety of the town, never thinking about business and profits, and never caring about what the townspeople and mercenaries think in this regard. Although Su Hao's distribution of interests has not been fully developed, people have already seen their own part. This is a benefit that can be touched by the real thing, and under the stimulation of the material, they will definitely stand on Su Hao's side.
Brito's bodyguards were all killed, and his wounds were temporarily bandaged and no longer bleeding. Lille kept an eye on him and would never let this guy escape from under his nose. Su Hao said: In this matter, he will definitely give him and Bella a satisfactory explanation.
Garros and Philip are free in town. The only downside is that no one salutes them as they did when they arrived the other day. This made Philip very dissatisfied, and saw it as a provocation by the commoners to ignore the dignity of the nobility. Garros could only dissuade. Civilians cannot be blamed for such things. If you really want to settle the score, you can only attribute everything to the stupid Brito.
Su Hao still didn't have time to talk to Garros about the issue of contribution points. Although Garros himself felt that there was little hope, he still did not give up. He repeatedly told himself that he had to wait a little longer, and that he had enough patience to gain enough.
In silence and busyness, another two days passed.
The midday sun was very harsh, but the guards on the guard tower could see a large cloud of smoke and dust rising in the distance. Suddenly, a sharp and piercing alarm sounded over Konoha Town.
It was a long convoy heading in the direction of Konoha Town. But no matter what, it will never be a dark creature. They are rarely active in the sun and are unlikely to have so many vehicles. What's more, the direction of the convoy is north. There, it belonged to the sphere of influence of the 441 Infantry Division of the Reichswehr.
The guards on the tower immediately used their communicators to contact the others, and even though they had guessed that the strangers belonged to the same human camp as themselves, the guards remained on the verge of being on the same alert. Heavy machine guns and direct-aim artillery were aimed at the convoy, and the mercenary captain who heard the news also opened the public channel to ask about the identity and purpose of the other party.
I quickly got a reply, it was indeed the vanguard of the 441st Division. According to the other party, they received a distress signal and came to help.
Most of the vehicles are heavy trucks. The chassis is very high, which guarantees a normal driving in the wilderness. Due to the infantry, the 441st Division was not equipped with heavy combat vehicles such as tanks, but was only equipped with eight and six sober infantry fighting vehicles. Despite this, these war machines, which carry multi-barreled guns and 122mm guns, are still heavy firepower that Konoha Town cannot resist. While the defenders were busy communicating, several infantry fighting vehicles had already pulled out of the convoy, their guns pointing at the closed gates of the town. The tone of the leading officer was very arrogant, and after a short answer to the meaning and identity, there were only eight simple and crude words.
"Open the door at once, or attack."
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When Su Hao got the news and hurriedly left the temporary hospital and rushed to the mayor's residence, the commander of the 441st Division, Badam, was already sitting in the office on the second floor of the office that originally belonged to Wang Hu, smoking a cigar.
In addition to him, there was another person in the room: a nobleman Su Hao didn't know, Garros's half-brother, and Sovi, the first heir in line to the Mercan family.
Su Hao was wearing a white coat covered with blood, and as soon as he walked into the room, the air was immediately filled with an unpleasant smell of blood and foul smell. Badham's face suddenly became ugly, and Sovi frowned, took a handkerchief from his pocket, and gently covered his nose.
"You're the doctor?"
Badam spewed smoke and stared at Su Hao with an unkind expression.
Su Hao glanced at the brigadier uniform on Baddam, slowly took off the white coat on his body, put his clothes on the window casually, turned around and pulled a chair from the wall, and sat down.
The clothes were in a bad place, with the window facing Badham and Sovey, which had been a good place to enjoy the fresh air, but now the air was dirty with a blood-stained surgical gown. As long as you are not a fool, you can see that Su Hao is deliberate, but no one can attack on this issue.
Baddam's stereotyped face turned pale, and the speed of smoking increased significantly. The smoke, though choking on the smoke, could overpower the extremely uncomfortable blood.
Sovey stood up and moved his chair to the side a little, not completely avoiding the limelight, but it was much better than facing the window just now.
The extremely uncomfortable environment did not allow Badam to have much patience to respond to politeness. He leaned forward, looked down at Su Hao, and said coldly: "Why are you sending out a distress signal?" β
This question seemed a little strange, Su Hao glanced at Badam, and said lightly: "We were besieged by a large number of dark creatures, you didn't come, we relied on our own strength to solve the problem, and this is the case." β
Su Hao didn't think it was a good thing that the Imperial Army appeared at this time.
He himself had been to the 441st Division station, and knew the distance between Konoha Town and there. Even in the worst of road conditions, Imperial reinforcements should have arrived sooner than they are now. The captain of the mercenary was originally Wang Hu's cronies, and they sued Su Hao about Wang Hu sending people out to ask for help. Even from that time, the 441st Division was reinforced much faster than it is now.
It had been two full days since the battle ended, and the 441st Division was belated. If you want to say that there is no conspiracy or cattiness in this, Su Hao will not believe it.
"What, the battle is over?"
With his legs crossed and the elegance of a nobleman, Sovey shrugged his shoulders in a pretentious gesture, spread his hands, and said with surprise on his face: "According to the content of the telegram you sent, the number of dark creatures besieging this place is as high as tens of thousands. It's just a small settlement, and it's not very well defended. How can you fend off the attacks of tens of thousands of dark creatures? Hehe! It's a miracle. β
Su Hao looked at Suo Wei calmly: "It doesn't matter if you believe it or not, it's a fact, and no one can deny it." Also, you haven't sued me yet, who are you? β
"My name is Sovey, and I'm a nobleman."
Sovey's expression did not change in the slightest, still with undisguised arrogance: "Okay! Even if you're right. But where is the body? Where is the battlefield? The corpses of tens of thousands of dark creatures don't disappear into thin air. To convince us, you have to show evidence. β
Speaking of this, Sovey's tone suddenly became fierce and cold: "If there is no evidence, it is a false report of the war situation, maliciously issuing distress signals, and occupying the military network." An entire Imperial infantry division was dispatched. Do you know what that means? β
Su Hao shook his head indifferently: "I don't know." β
"False reporting of war is a felony that will never be pardoned."
Sitting behind his desk, Baddam, who had been silent, spoke, with a strong anger and threat in his tone: "We rushed over as soon as we received a distress signal. As a result, no traces of large-scale battles were found outside the city, and no corpses of dark creatures of the matching number were found. The battle in this city doesn't look like it's just been in the midst of war. The streets are very clean, there are not many damaged buildings, there is no panic, and there are even people outside to maintain order...... Boy, have you seen any human settlement look like this after the Great War? There are no more than a thousand registered mercenaries in this town. With that alone, you can repel the onslaught of tens of thousands of dark creatures? Do you know what the Imperial War Department has set for the battle loss ratio of the main army? No one will believe this kind of lie. β