On the rough sea, a container ship is breaking the waves with Yarman's fleet in the direction of the port of fries.

They are only the last twenty kilometers away from the Baiyue Strait!

At this moment, the treacherous and changeable weather suddenly changed from a clear sky to a violent storm.

"Boom ——!"

Above the black clouds, lightning flickered, and silver snakes swam between the gaps in the clouds.

The waves crashed against the hull of the ship one after another, causing the majestic steel body to let out an overwhelmed cry.

At the same time, the container towed by the cargo ship was even more in disarray.

Even a small shake in the hull of the ship will be magnified several times after it is transmitted to the container.

And at this moment, in that container, the space of less than 18 square meters was crammed into half a team of 100 people.

The Velante soldiers sitting in the container were shoulder to shoulder, knees against insteps, rifles and packages clutched to their chests.

As for the excrement, it can only be disposed of with a small bucket, which is splashed outside the container while it is raining heavily.

However, because there is no room for movement in the container, it is impossible to operate in practice, and many people simply pull it in their pants.

And that's not even the worst of it.

Due to the violent turbulence, many people got seasick and vomited along the way.

From this point of view, the Willantes are indeed ruthless enough.

Hardly anyone can soak in a container full of feces, urine and vomit for a week or two.

However, this torture that ordinary people couldn't bear, they gritted their teeth and survived.

But even so, the spirit of these ruthless people is almost stretched to the limit.

Some were already in a trance, while those who were still awake were either cursing or praying.

"! When Lao Tzu goes back alive, he must beat up the bastard who came up with this bad idea! ”

"Heh, let's survive first."

“…… I feel like we're going to fall! ”

"Oh no, we've already fallen."

"Shut your mouths! Our ship is advancing! ”

"Do you remember the box on our left? I always feel like there's one missing—"

"I said it! Shut your mouths! We're on the verge of victory! If you don't want all the pain you have endured in the past ten days to be in vain, hold on to Lao Tzu! ”

Struggling to get up from the container, the centurion, with his eyes bulging outward, roared with all his suckling strength in an attempt to cheer his brethren up.

However, the bumpy and rocking hull made it difficult for him to stand firm, not to mention straightening his waist, so he could only press both hands on the container.

But even so, he couldn't hold it down in the end.

A sudden wave crashing against the side of the ship easily knocked him over to his comrades around him.

Looking at the commotion inside the container, Parry, who was huddled in the corner, had a stiff expression, and his pale face was full of despair.

He was an infantryman of the 1,000,000th Army, who was supposed to go to the front line in Borneo, but one day the commander suddenly told him that the guys from the General Staff and Army Intelligence had come up with a genius idea that they needed to carry out.

As a result, he went from a glorious army soldier to a "marine".

However, the great minds of the staff apparently did not squat in this container themselves.

If he had the chance, he would have shoved those bad guys down the toilet and let them see how stupid they were!

The lightning and thunder outside became even more ferocious, as if it was about to tear the whole world apart.

The centurion, who had fallen into the feces and urine before, finally got up from the ground scolding, but he still didn't forget to continue to be strong.

"It's just ahead! We have reached the Baiyue Strait! We're almost there! ”

It dawned on Parry that this might be a prayer in some sense.

If they were allowed to consume them in despair, perhaps they would not have made it to this point.

But at this moment, the mournful sound of metal colliding suddenly came from under everyone.

Before everyone could react, their bodies shook with the violent tremors.

"Grass ——!"

Parry heard an angry curse from his comrade beside him, and his forehead that hit the container seemed to be bloody.

The machine gunner on the side was terrified.

"...... I always had a sense of foreboding. ”

This is the tenth time he repeats this phrase today!

And at this moment, Parry had a similar feeling in his heart, it was not only the storm that was eyeing them, but also the submarines of the alliance or other things.

However, the container did not roll off the deck to the bottom of the sea, and finally sailed into a calm water after a violent jolt.

Feeling the waves outside gradually subside, everyone inside the container breathed a sigh of relief.

"Survived ......"

The hapless man with the bleeding on his forehead simply treated the wound, and the heavy, who had been babbling all along, stopped talking, but closed his eyes as if asleep.

Parry gasped as she listened to the slowing heartbeat, and then a wave of sleepiness crept over her heart.

How many times has this been?

He doesn't remember clearly.

It seems that from the moment he got on this boat, he lost control of his destiny.

And the bad thing is that the people who made all the choices for him never asked him what he thought.

As for where the ship is going to go, what will happen to the people on board, and when will everything end, no one has given him an answer.

He's had enough.

Perhaps he knew from the beginning where the real enemy was.

At least, the guy who put him through all this bad situation wasn't the guy from Fries Harbor......

Time is as slow as a snail on a leaf, and pain and torment are as long and permanent as silk wrapped around a cocoon.

Later, Parry probably fell asleep, but maybe his eyes were open, but he didn't notice it.

Finally before his stomach began to get hungry, his comrades glimpsed through the gap in the container that they were already approaching the port.

And the sound of seagulls through the container board seems to indicate this event.

"We're ......"

A beam of light was imprinted on the young man's face.

When he opened his eyes, Parry saw that his face was full of excitement, as if he had seen the end of his journey.

"Shhhh Don't make a sound! ”

The centurion standing in front made a silent gesture, then grabbed the assault rifle in his hand and held the door of the container with his turmeric liquid-stained hand.

According to the plan, they were to quickly launch an attack as soon as they landed, take control of the entire harbor, and prepare the fleet of the Southern Corps, as well as the shallow water heavy gunboats, to enter the strait.

There was a humming sound outside the container, made by a gantry crane mounted on the port, and the huge mechanical cantilever was fastened to the sides of the container and lifted them all off the deck.

The whole process was smooth, even more stable than when you were on deck, like riding an elevator.

However, everyone inside the container tensed their nerves and clenched the rifles in their hands.

"Prepare ......"

The centurion clenched his left fist, and his index finger on the trigger had already picked out the safety.

And at this moment, the box finally fell to the ground, shaking everyone's shoulders.

At the same time, a voice that was neither light nor heavy came from outside the door.

"Listen, people inside, you're surrounded, and I know you're all holding your guns right now...... But if you still want to keep a whole corpse for yourself and the people around you, it's best not to do something stupid. ”

Parry, who was sitting in the container, was stunned.

Not only him, but also the centurion standing at the door, stunned on the spot.

Before everyone could react, the door of the container was torn down with a "bang".

I saw two burly figures standing outside the container, and the steel transformed body bottle was like an iron tower.

One of them is even more exaggerated, with a cannon barrel as thick as a python welded to his gorilla-like arm, and a hideously shaped chainsaw embedded in the other arm.

Parry couldn't help but suspect that even a tank was in front of this guy, and he was afraid that he could cut it in two with a saw!

“…… Jungle Corps. The Heavy crouching next to him couldn't help but let out a groan. "I've heard of them...... On Mount Ten Peaks, a hundred of these things slaughtered an entire mountain of mutants. ”

The soldier with the bandage on his head was also stunned and swallowed with difficulty.

"......"

Parry stared at the door with wide eyes.

I saw that behind the two tower-like men, there was a quadruple anti-aircraft machine gun mounted.

The 20mm barrel had been flattened, and judging by the eager expression on the face of the man sitting behind, the armor-piercing incendiary bombs were obviously loaded, waiting for them to make a rash move.

At this moment, what happened on the Ten Peaks Mountain was no longer important to him.

If he can't get past the level in front of him, I'm afraid he won't even have a chance to fall into the sea to feed the fish.

"Surrender, man."

Midnight Killer walked up to the centurion, reached out and took the rifle from his hand, threw it into the forklift beside him, and smiled at the man.

"You see, it's easier to throw a gun at me than to fight me, isn't it?"

In front of his transformed body, the tall centurion was like a shivering chicken, and the rifle he threw into the forklift was like a toothpick.

The centurion standing in place trembled, trying to show a backbone, but his body did not obey.

Killing the chicken at midnight left him alone, handed him over to the brothers who were waiting, and then shouted at the people in the container.

"Alright, guys, unload the rifle magazine, raise your hands above your head, and line up to get out of it."

"We'll arrange for you to take a shower...... Damn, I kind of understand what you're trying to do, you want to stink us to death, don't you? Come out of here. ”

Looking at the commander who had not made any resistance from the beginning to the end, Parry knew that this war, which had just begun, was probably over.

But for some reason, his heart was not the slightest bit of frustration, but was filled with a sense of relief.

It's over......

Maybe he's not alone.

The brother who looked through the crack at the harbor obviously knew what was going on outside.

It's not a french fry port at all, it's a wasteland with just one wharf.

Apparently from the moment they got on the ship, the alliance was already waiting for them here, and even installed a gantry crane for them to disembark.

Although they paid a heavy price, the suffering they endured turned into a joke.

However, these trivial matters, like the prestige of the Jungle Corps, were no longer important to him.

The vicious-looking guys didn't embarrass them, they just told them to drop their weapons, strip naked to a pair of underwear, and go to crouch on the beach where the fence line was pulled.

Although a few of the young men who had just joined the army were scared, Parry was reassured.

After all, if these guys really planned to execute them, there was no need to bother so much.

It is more efficient to sink them at sea, or to put them in a container and make a sieve, than to send them to squat on the beach......

On the other side, Voldemort took a curious look at the container whose door had been torn off.

Although he had already expected the situation inside, the moment he leaned his head over, he was still disgusted by the image of the spicy eyes.

"it...... Is this a place to stay? ”

The Picheng paratroopers also had an indescribable expression.

"The boats pulling cattle are not so crowded, and it's a shame that these guys can endure it for a week or two."

He felt that it was not like captive, but rather like saving a group of animals that had been sold as piglets from the hands of human trafficking smugglers.

Xiao Xiaoxiao bookworm narrowed her eyes and said with a sigh.

"Imperialism is not all this urine, coaxing oneself with the best words, and pressing oneself into a basin and soaking one...... The guys who shouted "Long live the Willant" were the ones who were the ones who attacked the Willantes the most. ”

Voldemort looked at him.

"Wait, is the Legion an Empire? I thought Xilan was. ”

Picheng Skirmisher said with a hippie smile.

"Come on, I still say I'm Superman, and claiming to be an empire is an empire? The Red River Alliance is an alliance, and the coolies there must be very equal. ”

Looking at the idle few people, the midnight killer buzzed.

"Don't talk nonsense, the next container is coming."

The people who gathered to chat suddenly dispersed and returned to their respective positions.

"Work and work."

"I'm betting on fifty in the next container."

"I'll bet fifty-one!"

"Hehe, I'm lucky, I'll open the next blind box......"

……

What happened next was exactly what Parry had imagined.

With the help of two gantry cranes, the containers on the two cargo ships were emptied one after another.

During this time, someone noticed the anomaly on the shore, escaped from the container, and jumped into the sea, but it was not long before they were driven to the shore by the aquatic aliens in the sea.

It's still lucky.

Some of the slow swimmers were bitten by the monsters of the sea before the speedboat that fished them could get to the side.

After all, this is not a port for fries and fritters, and the offshore waters are not covered with nets to isolate xenomorphs, and it is still a bit dangerous to be too far from the beach.

All the Willantes who came ashore were driven to the beach and squatted.

Standing next to the fence, several militiamen from the port of fries looked at the grizzled guys with intriguing expressions.

“…… Sitting in a container raid, what do these guys think? ”

"Hell knows."

It didn't take long for a man in a cardigan shirt to walk up to the captives.

With a trumpet in his hand, he shouted at the shirtless boys.

"Listen, big noses on the beach, this is the coastline about two hundred kilometers away from the port of fritters, a ...... Well, let's call it Mantou Port. ”

"As for you, you're the first inhabitants here."

"I'm guessing some of you want to escape into the woods, and you're sure some of you have already done it, so please observe three seconds of silence for these idiots who don't wait for anyone to finish speaking. The xenomorphs in this forest are probably the most ferocious and abundant on the entire planet, and even with the use of telepathic interference devices, it is difficult to interfere with so many species at the same time. ”

"So, don't expect to escape from here with those three-legged cat kung fu you learned in the boot camp, if you really have this ability, we won't stop you, we just hope that you can bring a camera when you leave, so that we can open our eyes by the way."

"Alright, that's all the nonsense, let's talk about something related to you."

"From the moment you detonated a nuclear bomb on our land, our war with you began. In the few days you've been adrift on board, our ally's fleet has cooperated with our submarines to wipe out your fleet and shallow-water heavy gunboats in uninhabited waters 1,000 nautical miles from here. ”

"It's also interesting to say that twenty ships are loaded with artillery, and it is difficult for you to produce so much steel, and now they are all sinking into the sea. If you're curious about the battle, I'll bring you a newspaper another day. ”

"Anyway, from today onwards, this is your new home."

"The Brothers of the Alliance have asked me to tell you that you don't have to build it as a prisoner of war camp, after all, you will live here for a long time, and many of your compatriots will join you later."

"So, you work hard for yourself...... I'm guessing it's not the first time you've heard it, but this time it's true, and I can assure you as someone who has been there. ”

"In addition, every day there will be ships docked at the dock here to bring you food and supplies. However, in addition to the free steamed buns, even the pickles cost money. If you don't want to eat steamed buns dipped in seawater every day, it's best to be diligent when you work. ”

"That's right, the Coalition requires us employers to pay prisoners of war. Although I think this is a waste, there are a large number of people in Lao Tzu's hometown who would rather work for them for nothing...... As long as someone pays for them to buy a ticket and send them over. ”

"But since you're on someone else's territory, you have to do things according to other people's rules, don't you? You don't have a choice, and I don't need to tell you that. ”

As he spoke, the man took out a bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap and took a sip.

The captain crouched in the front row stared at the man and asked in a hoarse voice.

"Who are you?"

The man glanced at him and said casually.

"Isel, the former captain of the 30,000th squad of the Imperial Expeditionary Force, is now the mayor of Fritters Harbor."

The captain looked at him in astonishment, and it took a long time for him to hold back a sentence.

“…… You didn't go back? ”

"Go back? Where to go? The empire is dead, are we going to go to the ground with that fool of Alayan? Looking at the captain, Issel smiled and patted him on the shoulder, shoving the unfinished mineral water into his hand, "This is a good place, you will love it." ”

With that, he left the stunned guy at the starting point and walked in the direction of the next square.

……

Meanwhile, on the other side, in Alliance Settlement 1, a group of exoskeleton-clad guards raided a restaurant and knocked Greg to the ground.

In fact, when he first saw this group of people appear, Greg was already aware of the fate and got up to escape.

However, he is a trader, where can he outrun these awakened people who have been injected with genetically modified drugs.

Almost immediately, the soldier in the exoskeleton flashed in front of him, and then pressed him to the floor, who had already stood up.

"What for! Let go! Greg struggled desperately to escape, but the hand that grabbed his arm was like a pincer, and he grinned in pain.

At this moment, Yarman, who was sitting opposite him, just calmly took a sip of black tea.

Putting the teacup back in the tray, Yarman couldn't bear to look at his ugliness and sighed softly.

"Give up, Mr. Greg, at least it will make you suffer less."

"It's ...... you"

Greg stared at Yarman, his bloodshot eyes filled with anger and hatred.

He asked this guy out for dinner, originally planning to invite him to watch a good show, but he didn't expect the other party to call the police.

At this moment, the radio was playing the news at 7 p.m., but the content of the news was very different from what he knew about the "tsunami" operation.

The 100th and 1.011 million teams did not land at the port of french fries, but went ashore at the construction site of Mantou Port.

The contractors of the fritter harbor had already prepared construction equipment and ash tools in advance, and the "lucky guys" moved the bricks that were not yet hot as soon as they came ashore.

The guards who held down Greg didn't rush to take him away, but murderously made him listen to the news bulletin on the radio, which made this guy completely dead.

Greg gritted his teeth, eager to crush them and swallow them.

"You traitor—"

"Traitor," Yarman looked at him, a sudden hint of pity in his eyes, "who betrayed whom?" Every Willant in this colony once trusted you, and how did you repay them? Touching your conscience and swearing to the marshal, did you think for a second about the fate of the Willantes? ”

Without waiting for Greg to answer, Yarman continued.

"I also learned about it recently, and that Wyatt told me that Seasail Harbor is the handiwork of the General Staff......"

Greg's face turned pale, and his trembling lips whispered.

"He recruited ......"

He didn't actually recruit it.

But the expression written on this face at this moment says it all...... They really had something to do with what happened that day.

This guy ......

When they learned that the real murderer of their compatriots was the real killer, their first reaction was not anger, but fear of the leak of the news.

Is this kind of thing still human?

Yarman thought he would have heartache, but he didn't expect it to be more exhaustion.

"Thank you, you have satisfied my curiosity, although I knew it from the beginning...... The truth doesn't really matter. ”

The guards holding Greg looked at Yarman.

"We took the people."

Yarman nodded.

Aside from fulfilling his obligations as a citizen of the Alliance, that was the only benefit he received from the Guards—

The truth that had puzzled him for a long time.

Now he has received his payment.

"Well, I'll leave it to you."

(End of chapter)