“…… Dear residents of Eternal Night Harbor, good morning, I am the Governor of Eternal Night Harbor, Ah Hui. ”

"I'm sorry for taking up your precious time, but it's our responsibility to maintain order and peace in Eternal Night Harbor, so please give me two minutes to explain the situation we are facing......

"About a few days ago, Captain Willoughby of the garrison approved the Vespa Project, the purpose of which was to get the information we needed from the Alliance's spies."

"Objectively speaking, it's actually a good plan, and we're almost on the verge of success. Unfortunately, at the last moment, Immanuel Kant, the key executor of the plan, was rebelled by the Alliance's spies and concocted a tragedy in our settlement that would hurt our relatives and make our enemies happy. ”

"This is a shameful betrayal! Not only a betrayal of the Willantes, but also a betrayal of the Marshal! However, I cannot blame all the evils of the Alliance, and I must admit that the Doge's Office is also to some responsibility. ”

"Project Vespa has serious safety risks, and Captain Willoughby, who took rash action without regard for the safety of the lives and property of the residents of Yongye Harbor, cannot escape the blame. I solemnly announce here that the Governor's Office has now been relieved of his post as Commander-in-Chief of the Garrison, and that he himself, upon his dismissal, will be transferred back to the Colonial Affairs Bureau of the City of Avent to await his post. ”

"In addition, starting tomorrow, I myself will be suspended for one month for reflection, and the post of Governor will be temporarily placed in the hands of my deputy, Captain Amirswan......"

In addition to the dismissal of Captain Willoughby and the suspension of the Governor, the Governor's Office announced a series of initiatives.

These include the illegal use of snake oil, such as the prohibition on the private resale of "sharon", which is freely rationed by the logistics office, and so on.

In addition, in order to hunt down the alliance spies hiding in the Eternal Night Harbor, the garrison's blockade of the northwest city was extended to the Eternal Night Harbor.

During the lockdown period, facilities such as the passenger passage and post office at the port of Yongye Port will be temporarily closed, and a stamped customs clearance certificate from the Governor's Palace will be required to leave the settlement and head to the Great Desert.

And the power to issue certificates was in the hands of the acting governor-general, Captain Amirswan.

And that's not all.

In view of the fact that the lawbreakers hiding in Blackwater Lane had committed acts of robbery by fire during the "Radio Station Riot" incident, the authorities of the Governor's Office announced that they would carry out a clean-up operation in Blackwater Lane, and entrusted the clean-up operation to the 40th Infantry 10,000-person team.

Yahui, who read the manuscript according to the script, did not mention the specific act of robbing by fire, but openly and secretly associated it with the residents who died near the radio station.

However, perhaps out of self-knowledge of the persuasiveness of his words, although he denounced the thugs in Blackwater Alley, he did not dare to say how many people the thugs had killed, and only vaguely fooled the past.

Although it was said that it would only take two minutes at first, by the time Governor Yahui finally finished all the resolutions of the Governor's Palace, a full half hour had passed.

In a sense, this may also indicate that the announcement itself is part of the art of satire.

This guy doesn't have a word of truth in his mouth.

And it's been lying since that "dear".

However, although the honorable Mr. Governor told a lot of lies on the radio, it was true that the Southern Army was serious about it.

At the same time that the broadcast was broadcast, the 400,000-strong team that surrounded Blackwater Lane also received an order from the headquarters.

Twenty teams of 100 men went deep into the slum without a house number from five directions, under the cover of armored vehicles, and carried out a house-to-house search.

All those whose weapons were found in their homes were thrown into the Katnod prison, and those who could not fit in the prison were dragged directly to the suburbs.

With the sound of gunshots, rows of corpses fell, and trucks carrying living people entered one after another, but not a single living person came out.

Of course, there are some damned guys among them, but the vast majority of innocent people have become the target of anger.

Thanks to a document signed by the Governor's Palace, the power of trial has been placed in the hands of the Command, along with the command of the purge operation.

And the young men of the 400,000-strong team responsible for carrying out the order have already been red-eyed, and they will not even frown from the initial hesitation.

They can still be ruthless against their compatriots, let alone these aliens.

While the Willantes of Nevernight Harbor were hating the authorities and the garrison, the hatred of the aliens towards the Willants had reached an unprecedented level.

And the man painted on the wanted notices plastered all over the streets and alleys has unwittingly become an idol in the hearts of countless young men in Blackwater Lane.

I heard that the man named Morse singled out a whole team of purge teams.

And slaughtered a thousand-legged!

Those Willantes don't seem to be anything remarkable.

Now it is not only the Borneo people who feel this way, but also the survivors from the Great Desert who are gradually beginning to feel this way......

……

Taverns in the port area.

Although a lot has happened in the past two days, business here has not been affected in any way.

After all, most of the customers who drink here are soldiers who are about to leave for the front, and they are not subject to the rules and regulations of the Governor's Palace.

Even because of what has happened during this period of time, they have accumulated a lot of pressure and become more able to drink than usual, and even the wine business of the entire port is better than usual.

Of course.

Law and order is another matter.

In a dimly lit corner, Mehta glanced out the window at the drunk man who was exchanging feelings with his fists, and raised her eyebrows slightly.

"I thought you were serious."

The Willant, who was sitting across from him, smiled faintly.

"We're really serious, but we're more tolerant of our fellow citizens. If you don't believe me, you can take a trip to Blackwater Alley and have a look, and I'm sure you'll have a deeper understanding. ”

His name is Thurwell, and he is the head of the Equipment Management Section of the Logistics Department, and Tony, the "informant", is trained by him.

Now that Peter is dead and so is Tony, he is the only one who has the potential to reconnect the broken thread.

Although the head of the General Affairs Department did not say anything, the vacant position of secretary said it all-

Minister Dickens does not have a suitable candidate for the time being.

Whoever can get things done beautifully and resist all the risks for the leader will be the next secretary.

Of course, he will not miss this opportunity to soar.

In politics, General Gurion was no match for Captain Dickens, who made a series of promises to him, but those promises were no different from nonsense.

Why never do something you've never done before?

After hearing Thurwell's words, Mehta burst out laughing.

"You guys? Tolerant of fellow citizens? I heard you right. ”

He watched everything that had happened in the past two days, and it made him look down on this group of hypocritical guys even more.

Will the people come first?

It was just a lie to fool the Willantes into sending them to their deaths.

What you really care about doesn't need to be recited like a sutra, and these racists are the ones who don't care about the lives of their own people.

On the other hand, the family association that jumps out of racial boundaries is the one who really cares about their compatriots. Even more than just compatriots, they treat each family member as warm as spring, treat them like their own children, call them affectionately, and truly care about them.

In the face of Meta's ridicule, Thurwell, who was sitting across from him, just smiled absently and said with a sneer.

"You heard it right, compared to the people of the Valley who died at the hands of the survivors of the Vale, the Borneo who died at the hands of the survivors of the province of Borneo, the people who died at the hands of the Wilantes were at most a fraction...... Do you need me to help you remember what you've done? ”

Mehta's eyes narrowed.

"There's no need for that, we remember our own history better than you do. And don't count the stupid things that Lassi and Absec did on us, we're not like them. ”

The corners of Thurwell's mouth curled into a playful smile.

"Really? That's how it should be. ”

He's not here to talk nonsense with this Brahman.

But if this guy thinks about why he can sit here and talk nonsense with him, he should also figure out some questions.

They even caught the people of the alliance first, not to mention the identity of a mere gold gallon port?

Although he did not think that his superior, Minister Dickens, was a good man, there was no doubt about one thing—winning the current war was the unanimous interest of all parties within the Southern Army, and at most there were certain differences in the way to victory and personal interests.

If Shah Rukh had been smarter than Lassi and Absec, Minister Dickens would never have made this money.

After all, if that were the case, General Gurion would never have just warned, the bombers and ground forces would have been hailed up long ago.

No matter how many mountains there are in Snake State, they are no better than the three northern states that connect the Zhuobar Mountains and are scattered with tropical forests, and the harder the bones, the more they have to be gnawed.

In other words, Captain Dickens and General Gurion agreed on the fact that Shah Rukh was a straw bale.

Of course, Snake State is not without capable people.

For example, Gopal, the former staff officer of the Gray Wolf Army, a subordinate of the imperial "God of War" Alayan, and the current commander of the border army in the Snake State Theater, is one of the ruthless people.

But that's another story.

"Mr. Mehta, let's talk about business."

Looking at Thurwell, who had become serious, Mehta's expression became serious.

"You say."

Picking up his glass and taking a sip of ice water, Thurwell continued slowly.

"Tony and your prescription will be the same, but what is not legal will be much more expensive than what is legal, and you will have to give us a twenty percent discount on the original supply price."

Meta whispered.

"I can't do this, I'll report it to my superiors, is there anything else?"

Thurwell, who had put down the glass, continued slowly.

"Also, Tony is dead, and we need a new partner to take care of distribution, but with the current situation in Blackwater Lane, it's hard for us to work with the local aliens, and they may not trust us."

There's a gleam of excitement in Mehta's eyes, but she's careful to hide it.

"You're going to give it to us?"

Thurwell smiled meaningfully, took a document from his bosom and threw it in front of him.

Looking at Mehta, who reached out to take the papers, he continued succinctly.

"We're planning to renovate Blackwater Alley, and all the projects will add up to about 10,000 to 20,000 laborers, and since there will definitely be a violent group in it, why not let this group be under our control? You tell me? ”

"I'll leave the labor's business to me," Meta carefully took the paperwork and continued earnestly as she looked at Thurwell, "By the way, what about customs?" What did that Kuruan say? Need me to come and talk to him? ”

He was just polite, but he actually preferred to hear the answer "no", after all, he really didn't want to deal with the Willantes.

However, the other party's answer was beyond his expectations.

"He quit."

"Exited?" Mehta's eyes opened in surprise, disbelief written all over her face.

Thurwell's expression was a little complicated, and he didn't seem to want to mention it.

“…… That's right, to be precise, he's resigned, and plans to leave Nevernight Harbor forever, along with his friends. ”

Mehta's Adam's apple moved.

"Where?"

Thurwell shrugged his shoulders.

"Who knows, the port has been closed recently, and there is not a single flight...... Actually, I'm more curious about how he's going to get out of here. ”

"This guy knows what is going on between us, is it really okay to let him go?" Meta lowered her voice, a hint of fierceness flashing in her eyes, "If it's not convenient for you to do it, I can—"

"Mr. Meta, you are a smart man, but this is not Xilan, remember not to be too smart, otherwise you won't know how you will die one day."

Thurwell pulled out a cigarette and lit it with a match.

Looking at the stunned eyes through the smoke of smoke, he placed the matchbox in his hand on the table, gently pushed it down in front of Meta, and continued in a non-joking tone.

"Peter messed things up, he deserved to die, but as you can see, this matter is not over, we will still avenge him."

"He's a Willant, it's just one aspect, but more importantly, you and I both retire one day...... So don't overdo it. ”

"He's gone, he's not sorry for anyone, that's the end of it."

……

Kant died in the early hours of the first weekend of August.

Due to the blockade of the northwestern city by the Legion, his body was never seen, nor his face was seen.

However, less than three days after his death, his name appeared on the streets of Eternal Night Harbor.

The veterans stranded in Eternal Night Harbor and all the citizens who sympathized with him left his name on the wall in the form of graffiti.

He's a true hero.

Even if he dies, he will live forever in the minds of the inhabitants of Eternal Night Harbor.

The walls were cleaned over and over again by the authorities and the lackeys of the garrison, but the graffiti and text were repainted over and over again, and continued to spread outside the Northwest City, even in unexpected ways.

For example, with more soul-shaking music as a carrier.

The Willant people are not all muscular guys, they also have their own artistic cells and humanistic spirit, otherwise they would not have evolved from a group of cannon fodder to a united nation.

And it is worth mentioning that the glorious revolution a century and a half ago also seems to have begun with the death of a Willant.

The light of dawn always appears at the height of the night, but I wonder if this time they still need a foreigner to save them.

The blockaded northwestern city of the city, next to the third street of the radio station.

Carver looked at the unsightly writing on the wall and felt like a mantra in his back.

In fact, he was more confused than offended.

He thought he was the pride of the Willantes.

However, more and more of their compatriots see them as a disgrace.

"How much money did these dogs charge for doing such a shameful thing." The gunner cursed, removed the white spray paint from his waist, and erased the insulting slogan.

The captain glanced around, lit a cigarette and put it to his mouth.

"You're wasting your efforts, there's psoriasis everywhere...... I bet if we leave here on the front foot, someone will immediately paint the back foot with a new one. ”

The correspondent whistled and teased.

"The people in Command aren't very smart, and they want me to say that they should send us a brightly colored airbrush."

The commander grinned.

"It's useless, you just put black on it, and they can write it in white."

The gunner, who was busy with his work, stuck the gun back into his waist and said with a curse.

"Then let's pretend to leave, and then turn back...... I want to see which little cub is fighting against us. ”

"Then you can see that at least half of the people in the entire colony don't like us," the commander smiled faintly, glancing at the curtained windows around him, "I bet there are at least ten pairs of eyes watching us......"

"I'm glad it's not a gun hidden behind the curtains, at least it's not bad enough, I don't want to fight with my own people."

Carver didn't say a word, silently listening to his teammates' arguments while thinking about something else.

He was thinking about his tractor.

Somehow, he suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with farming, at least on his farm, there would never be so many bad things.

He had never been so homesick.

But maybe he wasn't homesick, he just wanted to escape from a place that made him doubt his beliefs......

……

The northwestern city of Nevernight Harbor is full of soldiers patrolling with guns on their shoulders, and Carver's squad is just one of the inconspicuous ones.

And just when the queue at the junction of the city formed a long line, the docks of Yongye Harbor were also crowded with people.

There are groups of large families, newlyweds who have just gotten married, or young people who are single.

They have different occupations, classes, and social identities, but all of them carry large bags and small bags, as if they are going to never return.

Something similar seems to have happened once eight months ago.

However, this time is different from the past, the Willant people of Eternal Night Harbor did not leave the colony to reunite with their families, but because of a series of measures taken by the authorities that made them feel uneasy, and at the same time, they completely lost confidence in the Southern Army.

It is worth mentioning that, with the exception of soldiers and officers in the establishment who are required to obey the orders of their superiors, the citizens of the Willantes who do not hold positions in the Legion system are allowed to move freely within the territory of the Legion, which is a power granted to them by the marshal a long time ago.

However, due to an executive order signed by the Governor overnight before the end of the class, all passenger flights at the port have been cancelled.

Looking at the crowd blocking in front of the pier, the management of the passenger transport bureau was sweating profusely and shouted loudly at the crowd stopped by the security personnel.

"Let's all go back, there are no flights out of here recently, and there will be a radio announcement when it resumes one day."

A man with a suitcase pointed to a passenger ship docked on the edge of the dock and shouted angrily.

"Why can those boats go?"

The management of the passenger transport bureau shouted loudly.

"Those ships are transporting supplies! They're going back to the east, are you going to follow them? Then you can ask the captain! As long as you don't regret it! ”

As soon as he heard that it was a ship to the east, the man immediately closed his mouth and stopped talking.

East......

It's a wasteland.

Even if the Eternal Night Harbor authorities were disgraceful, he wouldn't run to the wasteland to face the dead claws that eat people and don't spit out bones in order to get rid of those hypocrisy.

Facing the envious gaze on the shore, Yarman's heart was half ashamed and half happy.

Needless to say, he was ashamed of what he was, but fortunately, before coming here, he was worried that the authorities of Eternal Night Harbor would requisition his fleet, so he asked the logistics office for a document approving his departure.

Although his worries were unfounded, and the authorities of Eternal Night Harbor were not short of ships to transport supplies, and they were not guilty of requisitioning the passenger ships in his hands, no one expected that such a series of events would happen later.

In short, thanks to the certificate issued to him by the front-line logistics office, he was able to leave the cargo channel unhindered without having to deal with the executive order signed by the governor of Yongye Harbor.

However, the people from the port passenger transport department also told him that after leaving the port, he would not be allowed to return until the blockade ended.

As for when it will end, you will need to check the post office or port passenger office in the other colony.

In addition to Yarman and his own family, there were a number of passengers on board who did not pick their destinations.

Most of them are residents of the northwestern urban area.

To most of the inhabitants of Eternal Night Harbor, Governor Ahui and Captain Willoughby are hypocritical villains at best, but for them those people are not just villains, they are murderers!

Many of their relatives and friends died that night, but they waited for a long time without a word.

Rather than face the smiling swords, they'd rather face the xenos and marauders who eat people and don't spit out bones - even if Yarman tells them that it's not that exaggerated, the eastern provinces do have more xenos than the western ones, but they are no more dangerous than the Great Desert.

It is worth mentioning that while most of the fleeing passengers were not wealthy, there were a few who were so rich.

For example, a guy named Filip is a local jeweler in Eternal Night Harbor, and it is said that the business is not small.

It was said that both of his sons had died that night, and that he and his wife had become completely disheartened by the men who had betrayed the marshal.

This time he left not only with all his belongings, but also took 200 million dinars and 8 million silver coins from the bank in Eternal Night Harbor and loaded them onto the ship.

Yarman is a person who has seen the world, but it is the first time he has seen so many golden dinars in front of him.

Even if you don't count the other belongings, those gold coins alone weigh a thousand tons!

It's also a loss to the bank of Yongyegang to get it!

In order to transport the property, the guy not only hired two teams of security guards, but also rented a separate boat from Yarman's fleet.

For the sake of his compatriots and the goddess of the silver moon, Yarman did not have the greed to rob by fire, but signed a transportation contract according to 120% of the market price.

In fact, this was also proposed by the other party.

After all, this is an extraordinary time, and the price increase can be regarded as a peace of mind, and Yarman saw that he had thought it through, so he gladly accepted it.

However, the passenger who surprised him the most was not the jeweler named Filip, but some lame customs officer.

The flotilla blew its whistle and left the harbor in full view.

Looking at Kuruan, who was standing next to him, Yarman said in a rather surprised tone.

“…… I didn't expect you to get on my boat. ”

"Don't talk about you, I didn't even think about it, I remember being a centurion." Kuruan smiled self-deprecatingly and said with a complicated expression.

The legion is no longer saved.

Even if they conquer a thousand worlds, ten thousand worlds, the situation of the Willant people will not change in any way.

They will systematically produce moths, and those moths will control them like nematodes, systematically creating open enemies for them and sucking their flesh.

The marshal broke the chains imposed on them by the War Construction Committee, but their own shackles had to be faced by themselves after all.

Without the liberation of the survivors of the oppression of the Willants, the Willantes will not be finally liberated.

“…… By the way, will the League arrest me? ”

After all, it wasn't long ago that they threw a bunch of Union blue gophers into prison.

Yarman said with a smile when he heard this.

"I don't think they're going to be so careful, and if they do, I'll definitely find a way to get you out......"

After a pause, he said again in a serious tone.

"Of course, if you're worried, you can actually get off the ship at Golden Gallen Harbor or the South China Sea Alliance, and the people there are pretty good."

Kuruan grinned and said freely.

"No need, I'm kidding."

As he spoke, he squinted at the fading harbor and the fellow Willantes who were standing on the harbor watching them leave.

"I'd like to follow you to the place called Settlement No. 1."

Everyone thought that the turmoil in Eternal Night Harbor was over and that the Southern Legion had managed to control the situation, but he didn't think so.

This war is not over, it has even just begun.

He remembered more than just a name.

He'll be back......

Some friends don't be too outrageous, even if you use the stars or the warhammer as a reference, you have more images than reality as a reference, how can something different at all become the same? Please exercise a little restraint, thank you.

(End of chapter)