Chapter 930: This NPC Is Too Real!
Blackwater Lane, an inconspicuous house.
Sitting in front of a telegraph machine, Mehta was meticulously patting the telegram against the paper manuscript in his hand, reporting the local situation to the upper line in the Snake Prefecture of Borneo.
[At 12 o'clock in the afternoon today, the Alliance Army troops have successfully landed in Yongye Harbor, and the local garrison has been driven to the northern city and the area around Blackwater Lane. Based on the date the coalition was hit by a nuclear strike and mobilization for war was announced, it took only a week from logistics to landing, which is a terrifying efficiency that completely overturns our previous analysis of its war effectiveness. γ
[In addition to the mobilization of the alliance itself, the performance of the South China Sea Alliance in the war was completely at its disposal, and the Far Eastern enterprises also issued a declaration of war at the same time after the alliance declared war, and the kingdoms of Luoxia Province also responded, its hard power is not only terrifying, but also soft power is terrifying! It must not conflict unless it is necessary. Even if conflict is unavoidable, be careful not to touch the bottom line! γ
[In addition, referring to the series of measures implemented by the Alliance after entering Boulder City, I judge that it may take similar actions against Eternal Night Harbor, buying people's hearts by cleaning up law and order, sweeping away gangsters, and eliminating evil.] At that time, Blackwater Lane will definitely set off a round of bloody rain! γ
[Therefore, I made an advocacy to sink all 20 tons of "goods" into the sea and destroy them, and ordered the organizations at all levels to remain silent and lurk to wait for the opportunity. γ
After sending the telegram, Mehta let out a sigh of relief and hid the radio in the dark compartment under the bed, from which she pulled out a wooden box the size of a palm.
The wooden box contained some things that would prove his identity, as well as some personal belongings that he had brought with him from Borneo, such as a booklet for the family meeting, a photograph of Mahatma Zayed, and so on.
Thinking of the good times in Snake State, Meta reluctantly took one last look at them, then knelt on the ground and knocked them down, then resolutely took out the lighter and burned them.
Light and shadow always go hand in hand, and if someone stands in the sun, someone has to bear the shadow.
It's a hidden danger to keep these things.
This is true for yourself and your family.
However, at this moment, he didn't pay attention, and this scene was completely watched by the subordinates standing at the door.
Seeing that the boss actually burned the photo of Mahatma-sama, the young man held his breath.
He came to deliver the documents, but he didn't expect to see such a rebellious scene.
After some struggle, he finally didn't squeak, just secretly took a photo, and then restrained his beating heart and silently retreated from the door......
Handle!
He's got his boss!
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At the same time, a group of Jungle Corps players wearing K-10 heavy exoskeletons were patrolling the city near the port.
As the party reached the shore, one player suddenly stopped and broke away from the group and crouched in front of the guardrail.
Staring at the belly-flipped fish on the sea, he muttered "weird" in confusion.
The team leader walked up to him, looked at the back of the guy's head and asked.
"What's weird?"
The player pointed to the fish on the surface of the sea and wondered.
"You see, there must be tens of thousands...... I wondered if we didn't fry fish when we came ashore? β
In order to avoid civilian casualties and to be able to kill in hand-to-hand combat, they didn't even use naval guns, and the armored units they encountered were basically handed over to the planes to solve.
The captain gave the guy a subtle look.
"What's the ...... about this?"
Isn't it just a few dead fish...... Well, it seems like it's more than a few.
He glanced up at the undulating sea, his brow furrowed slightly.
I saw a piece of belly-flipped sea fish in the waves, and they looked strange, all shapes and colors.
But he's not a fisherman after all, and there aren't many who can recognize it.
ββ¦β¦ It's weird. β
Someone electric fish?
But it doesn't seem to have anything to do with them.
"Right? I suspect there's some side story here......"
As he spoke, the player squatting on the beach curiously stretched out his hand and flicked the nearest fish, wanting to see if the group of belly-flapping little guys were still alive.
However, what he didn't expect was that as soon as his index finger touched the slippery scales, the belly-flapped fish seemed to wake up from a sleep, and shot at him with its tail.
The player was startled and quickly got up to avoid the fishy lips that bit his nose, but he was still shaken off by the fishy smell of the wet tail.
"! Why can this fish fly!? β
Looking at the fish lying on the ground and swimming with its tail desperately fluttering down the street, the player's face suddenly appeared with an expression of discovering a new continent.
This guy doesn't seem to know that he is a fish, and he actually wants to learn how to walk, and he also squeezes into the street.
However, the captain who was standing on the side yawned and lost all interest in the new discoveries of his teammates.
"If there is a branch line, I will have your last name-"
Before he could finish his words, the thousands of fish floating on the surface of the sea suddenly woke up, jumped out of the water with a uniform fluttering sound, and fell on the shore like rain.
They seem to have a sense of mission, or imagine themselves as some kind of shore creature, leaping out of the sea that they feel suffocated.
In an instant, tens of thousands of fish fluttered along the coastline hundreds of meters wide.
They struggled to breathe, but it didn't take long for them to spit out the last bubble in their mouths.
The strong fish died first, then the clownfish with the size of a palm, and then the small shrimp cowering in the crevices.
Witnessing this incredible scene, not only the players patrolling the shore were stunned, but even the remnants of the Southern Legion who were hiding in the alleys and preparing to shoot black guns were stunned.
ββ¦β¦ What's the situation? β
The captain who led the team was stunned and muttered to himself, and was about to report the situation here to Brother Ji, but he saw a group of Borneos running from nowhere, and they rushed up.
Most of them were dockers and laundry workers in the vicinity, but some were fishermen employed by the Willant fishing grounds.
Some of them carried wooden barrels, some carried fishing nets, and even pots and pans were taken out.
"Quick! The fish are alive! β
"Don't rob my net! That's mine! β
"Damn, don't get in the way!"
"I've got a crush on this! Who of you dares to rob! β
Within a few breaths, the shores were crowded with happy Borneos.
The scene of picking and picking noisy is as lively as a festival.
Although they are usually afraid of death, they do not hesitate to take advantage of it when they have a advantage.
Maybe it was because they remembered that they were allies of the Alliance, maybe they remembered that these noble fellows never acted rudely with unarmed people, or maybe they thought of some other messy reason that made them forget for a moment that they were still at war.
That's enough fish to eat for days!
"Wait, don't grab it yet! Damn, none of you think there's something wrong with this fish's brain? The captain cried out with laughter and tears, but no one listened to him.
Looking at the fish that were coaxed out, the player who triggered the side quest first opened his mouth wide and was speechless for a while.
Mommy......
This NPC is too real!
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The episode that took place on the coast did not affect the course of the war as a whole.
By 12 o'clock at noon, the battles in the various cities in the Eternal Night Harbor were basically over.
Under the orders of Captain Stanford, nearly 20,000 city defenders and more than 100,000 military personnel of the Southern Army withdrew to the northern city, preparing to regroup and fight with the Alliance for control of Eternal Night Harbor.
However, after learning that Triumph City had "fallen" and that the Enterprise had declared war on the Southern Legion, the morale of everyone, including Stanford himself, hit rock bottom.
At the same time, all areas of the city defenses, including the northwestern city, were under the control of the Alliance.
Although there were some diehards hiding in the city, waiting for an opportunity to open fire on the patrolling players, the scattered gunfire did not create a climate and was quickly extinguished in the streets.
Originally, the players of the Jungle Corps, such as Midnight Kill, were ready to fight a law and order war, but this law and order battle did not start at all.
Most of the Willantes here remember what the city guards had done.
So when these lackeys of the Southern Legion tried to gain the support of their fellow citizens, the eyes that looked at them were only disappointed and ridiculed.
I knew that I would become the ghost I am today, what did you do earlier?
As for the soldiers of the Willant Expeditionary Force, the inhabitants of Nevernight Harbor welcomed them into the city almost with cheers.
Especially in the northwestern part of the city, where they fought and resisted, people even placed flowers on both sides of the road to welcome their compatriots back home.
Walking down the familiar street, a Velante veteran with an LD-47 rifle on his back shouted towards the window on the side of the road.
"Haha, Blaitz, you bastard is still here!"
The old man, who was over half a hundred years old, leaned against the window and smiled at the old soldier standing on the street.
"I'm not going anywhere, someone has to remember what happened on this street, but how did you change to an Alliance soldier."
The veteran had a proud look on his face.
"I said, Lao Tzu will come back! It's Tyre and his captive pigs who should get out, not Lao Tzu! β
Looking at his bear-like appearance, the old man leaning against the window grinned and waved his index finger at him.
"Hahaha! Hats off to you! By the way, what about Filip? Is that guy doing okay? β
The veteran pouted.
"He's old, and the old one will only talk about it, saying that if he doesn't have arthritis, he will definitely come to accompany us to mess around."
The old man said with a smile.
"Looks like he's going to say something, so this coward still goes to do his old job?"
"No, he stopped fiddling with the gold bracelets, got involved with a guy from the New World, and opened a bank...... The guy was a good man, and thanks to him we had a house to live in. β
Seeing that the old friend was chatting with his head up, the old man patted the curtain and shouted at him.
"Let's stop talking through the window, come up to my house and say, I'll open a bottle of good wine."
Hearing this, the veteran of the Willant hurriedly shook his head.
"That's not going to work, our chief won't let us into the civilian house."
Hearing this, the old man was dumbfounded.
"An invitation from an old friend won't work?"
"Discipline is discipline, no reason, let's talk about it when you're free."
With that, the veteran made a farewell gesture and returned to the group.
On the side of the street not far away, looking at the harmonious and friendly scene, the battalion commander of the 100th Mountain Division of the enterprise took a sip of Rick Five of Goblin Technology, squinted his eyes and smiled and said.
"They picked a good time."
The adjutant standing next to him tilted his head.
"What's the good time?"
"Before dawn when the night is about to end, reach out to the Willantes who have had enough of the Wasteland Age. But most importantly, they let the Willantes complete the final liberation themselves......"
The battalion commander grinned.
Maybe the Wasteland Age is really coming to an end.
If the Trailblazer's departure was only a sign of dawn, then at this moment he had seen the light that appeared in the sky......
At this time, the sound of a radio was heard in the distance.
It seems that the brethren of the Jungle Corps have succeeded in taking the radio station and making it work.
"Survivors of Eternal Night Harbor, I am the Captain of the Alliance Jungle Corps......"
"A week ago, your Legion Commander Tyr detonated a nuclear bomb on our doorstep, and that's why we're standing here with our guys."
"But fear not, we have no enmity with the Willants, and we are not interested in your land. When we get the culprit, we'll get out of here right away. β
"I'm sure it's not just us, you've had enough of that bullshit bastard. If you are willing to fight alongside us, we welcome you to stand with us. If you're not ready, we won't force it, just don't do anything stupid......"
Unlike Brother Fang, Brother Ji is not very good at speaking so many beautiful words, and the other brothers in the corps are mostly sullen.
Still, he made it clear what he had to say, because the brothers in the forum would also help them with advice.
For example, there are three chapters of the law with local residents, and then there are eight disciplines and three major attentions, and how to report if you find any innocent violations.
In addition, he also called on people of insight from all walks of life in Yongye Port to stand up and jointly shoulder the task of rebuilding order.
It's not just the Willantes.
This also includes the aliens who live in Blackwater Alley.
As in the Falcon Kingdom, they would select representatives from the industry and then return local power to the local people once order was restored.
Although his words were very straightforward, even not euphemistic, the meaning was very clear-
That is, they did not come here in the name of conquest, but in the name of liberation.
And after listening to the loud and simple words, the worried faces and frightened eyes finally turned into doubts.
That's enough.
Midnight Killer didn't have any illusions that he would be able to make the locals trust him completely.
Time will tell.
Their promises are more than just promises.
At the same time that the radio was repeated, a group of heavily armed soldiers surrounded the hospital near the Doge's Palace.
They were soldiers of the 1st Division of the Willant Expeditionary Force, the "Kant Battalion", which was given this name in honor of Kant.
As for their battalion commander, it was Kuruan, who proposed the formation of the Willant Expeditionary Force, the lame and later resigned customs of Nevernight Harbor.
It is worth mentioning that after learning of his intention to return to the battlefield, Yarman generously donated a biomimetic prosthetic body to him.
Now he is not only not lame in his legs, but also can easily jump more than three meters high...... If that's necessary.
At this moment, he was following in the footsteps of an enthusiastic citizen of Eternal Night Harbor to the door of the hospital.
The citizen, a Willant, enthusiastically introduced him as he walked.
"It's the front sir, I guess it's in the basement of the hospital, where there's a door that has never been used, and it's supposed to be the entrance to the underground bunker."
Glancing at the empty hospital hall, Kuruan asked, looking sideways at him.
"Are you sure?"
"I'm sure," said the man with a proud look on his red rosacea, "I watched as Yahui ran in from the outside, and next to him was Captain Willoughby...... If you're a resident of Eternal Night, you'll know who they are. β
"Dear Mr. Governor and the Captain of the Garrison," said the young man standing next to Kuhlman, whistling and grinning, "I will not forget these bastards. β
"They don't deserve to be bastards, they're bastard lackeys at best," Kuruan said, loading his rifle and waving at the brethren behind him. β
"Yes!"
Listening to the leader's order, a group of Willant soldiers strode through the door with a hideous smile on their faces.
I can finally settle accounts with these dogs!
After suffering so much evil before, not to mention how happy they are in their hearts at this moment.
Not long after the soldiers entered, with a deafening explosion and several thumping gunshots, the basement suddenly reverberated with a pig-killing plea for mercy.
"I surrender! Don't kill me! β
was dragged out of the hospital by two soldiers holding their arms one on the left and one on the right, and the grizzled Yahui was dragged out of the hospital.
And behind him, there was also the equally disgraced Captain Willoughby.
Compared to Yahui, his appearance was obviously more miserable, and there was blood on his legs.
Maybe he wanted to show himself in front of the Governor, but he even thought about pulling out his gun to resist after taking the wrong medicine.
However, his superiors were obviously more knowledgeable than him, and shouted surrender as soon as the guns rang out.
Looking at these two dead dog-like guys, Kuruan didn't have the slightest sympathy in his heart, only felt disgusted.
Standing in the sunlit streets, Captain Willoughby looked up, finally seeing Kuruan's face with his bruised eyes.
He froze for many seconds, then furrowed his brow and squeezed a half-dead sentence out of his mouth.
"You...... I'm not seeing you somewhere. β
Kuruan lit a cigarette and said casually, not paying attention.
"Maybe I've seen it in the harbor."
Hearing this, Willoughby's pupils shrank to a point, and he stared at him deadly, squeezing out a sentence from between his chapped lips.
"Why did you betray the marshalβ"
"I have to pay you back this sentence, why did you betray the marshal?" Kuruan looked at him with a blank expression, like he was looking at a bedbug.
Looked at by those eyes, Willoughby only felt that he had been drained of all his strength, and his usual official authority couldn't even show the slightest, but he just argued with a red face.
"I ...... Treachery? When have I betrayed the marshal! You don't want to spout blood! β
Kuruan: "When you turn your gun on the Willant, when you become a dog under the Powers. β
Willoughby's lips turned white and he wanted to raise his finger to him, but he was held down by the soldiers on the side, and he couldn't move at all.
"Aren't you the same? I made the dog of the alliance! β
"You can say that horses and donkeys are the same, it's your freedom."
Not bothering to argue with the guy, Kuruan threw the cigarette butt on the ground and stepped on it.
"It's time for Katnod to be a real prisoner, not just a few poor aliens who can't pay their fines."
"The residents of Eternal Night Harbor remember everything you have done, and when we finish discussing the rules in the future, they will naturally use the law to clean you up."
It was not only Governor Yahui and Captain Willoughby that were brought out of the underground bunker, but also the bureaucrats and staff of the Governor's Palace and the garrison.
Kuruan didn't embarrass them, but arranged them in different rooms, and asked them to honestly write down their resumes, current positions, and colleagues who usually work with them.
This is not only a request from the coalition side, but also the experience that the latter has practiced in the port of Golden Gallen.
These people are needed to maintain order in Eternal Night Harbor, and he will pick the trusty part of them to help the local population transition from the old regime to the new regime.
As for handing him a battalion commander to do this, he felt that on the one hand, it might be because he was a local, and on the other hand, the alliance showed its trust in him.
However, Kuruan didn't care about trusting or distrusting, anyway, he would be discharged from the army when this battle was over.
Arranged the work, he only felt relaxed.
His lieutenant put his arm on his shoulder and said in a joking tone.
"Finally sent Yahui and Willoughby's pair of bastards in, do you feel a sense of revenge now?"
Kuruan said with a faint smile.
"It's too early to get revenge, it's not the two bastards who killed Kant, it's the man standing behind them with a dog chain."
This war has only just begun.
Eternal Night Harbor was only the first colony they liberated.
And there are 20 colonies waiting for them to liberate, covering a total of 2.7 million square kilometers of land on the west coast of the Great Desert!
and even the native ...... of the Southern Corps 17 settlements, including the city of Avant.
These accounts must be thoroughly settled with the Southern Army.
Bidding farewell to his comrades for the time being, Kuruan went alone to the northwestern city.
To welcome them, and to thank the Coalition for not bombing the port on a massive scale, the locals reciprocated by placing flowers on both sides of the streets.
Picking up a bouquet of tulips symbolizing glory from the side of the street, Kuruan walked to the door of the radio station and gently placed it next to the open fence gate.
"I'm back."
The Willantes never give up on their heroes, even if they don't know each other.
Kuruan, who had left the bouquet, nodded slightly, tightened the rifle on his back, and then turned away, blending in with the setting sun that stretched along the street behind him......
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(I had a cold two days ago, and I had gastroenteritis before I got better, and I felt like I had been running to the hospital all year long, and I was about to crack.) (End of chapter)