Chapter Seventy-Six: Anger
Escorted by the landing ships of the Navy commandos, a large number of naval commandos, red-clad postmen, colonial office officials, and privy council guards arrived in Finn County.
Dussaint was surrounded by the Red Postman and the Privy Council's guards, of whom the Red Postman was the most closely protected.
Twelve red-clad postmen in the armor of the Steam Knight formed a "human wall" around Dussand, and behind the human wall were Dussand, who had a tired face, and Director Bourne, who had a blue face.
"I'm afraid to say anything anymore." Dussander sat on a stake, he looked at Bourne, and his face was also very ugly, "Mr. Director, I dare not get involved in this matterβall the confessions and witnesses are on the scene, you can go and ask yourself." β
Byrne didn't bother with Dussand's attempt to get himself out of the matter, and he pressed directly, "You direct our eyes to Monsieur Duke, and then you want to get away with it?" Stop dreaming! To answer my question, why do you think the Duke is likely to mutiny? β
Dussaint shook his head, "I don't know anything...... All I know is that last night there was a brutal attack on the naval commandos stationed on the main traffic road outside the village. β
The onslaught from the Allied miners was truly brutal. These Confederate soldiers have almost all deteriorated to the point of unsustainable physical fitness after a long period of labor. After a long charge and trek, the Confederate soldiers who appeared in front of the defensive positions were stiff and slow.
But they are numerous.
Almost every soldier stationed in the most front-line position had to face seven or eight rifle shots. Although the rifles in their hands were broken, many of them did not even have crosshairs...... But under the intensive fire at close range, many soldiers of the naval commando team were still killed on the spot.
Due to the lack of crosshairs, many Allied soldiers will choose white-knuckle combat if they are still alive after all the bullets have been fired. With rusty bayonets, fists, and even teeth and stones and severed limbs that can be moved on the ground - in short, they will attack with everything they can use.
The attacked Navy commandos died horribly, and the Confederate soldiers who had been knocked to the ground braced themselves before they could breathe, crawled up to the dead Navy commandos, and then tore at their bodies.
Then choke yourself with the flesh of an Imperial Navy commando.
By the time the battlefield was cleared, only forty-nine men remained in the company of one hundred and seventeen men. And the remains of naval commandos collected by the company...... There were only sixty-one.
Seven bodies were missing, not even the organizations that could identify them.
This happened on the territory of the Reich, on the Neussal, which the Reich had pioneered and operated for one hundred and seventy-five years, and the Admiralty's reaction could not even be described as "furious".
The entire Olin Admiralty was plunged into a state of rage almost instantly.
According to the Heraldic Administration, Admiral Rottgar, the Minister of the Admiralty, angrily smashed half of the conference room and announced the will of the entire Admiralty with a roar.
The stick boys of the Navy Commandos must not die in vain in a conspiracy and massacre, let alone in vain. Someone must pay for this, sacrificing with their blood and flesh to these warriors who have been attacked by the Allies on the soil of the Empire.
Orin's heraldic office headquarters is the Imperial Executive that is most directly affected by Admiral Lutgar's wrath. And the heraldic management office itself did not dare to ignore such pressure.
What's even more terrifying is that on the Nyusar colony planet, Bosenke's red-clothed postman delivered a message.
The Duke of Saar owns four mines near Bosenke that have never been filed upwards, and at least two of them, according to estimates by the Department of Geology, may contain Ipsilong ore.
And in the four mines there were a large number of Allied prisoners of war miners of "unknown origin", who were responsible for the attack.
Epsilon ore is the highest-level strategic resource in the Empire's control. Mining by individuals must not be allowed β it can only be carried out by mining complexes.
The Mining Complex, on the other hand, does not have natural legal mining rights on colonial planets, and they can only mine Ipsilonite in the asteroid belt and on planets where colonies cannot be established.
In other words, it is a serious violation of the law to mine any piece of the Ipsilon mine on Newsar.
It's not uncommon for the Imperial Colony to have countless small pits that secretly mine the Ipsilon - the more forbidden the more profitable it can be.
But it is very taboo for the nobles to steal the Ipsi dragon mine.
The problems now facing the Heraldic Administration are daunting and even embarrassing.
The Duke of Newsar was a blatant transgression, he had violated almost half of the Empire's laws, and was also responsible for the death of most of the Imperial Navy's commando companies.
And the Heraldic Administration did not know the news in advance - when the information sent by the Bosenke Red Postmen arrived in Orin, Admiral Lutgar had already destroyed the office of the chief of the Heraldic Administration and the director of Imperial Intelligence with his own hands.
The Duke's actions may have involved trespassing or even rebellion, and the Imperial Intelligence Service was unaware of this. It was an insult to the dignity of the empire and a resounding slap in the face to the heraldic administration.
Now, Newsal faced the immediate wrath of the leaders of the two Empire's powerful departments, and was the first to feel it...... It's Director Bourne.
In order to find out what was wrong with Bosenke and whether the Duke of Saar had really trespassed, Director Byrne directly took the force department of the Newsar Heraldic Management Office to Finn County, and then grabbed Dusand and began to interrogate.
"Mr. Director...... I really can't give you a positive answer on this matter. Dussander sighed repeatedly, he hadn't slept all night yesterday, and was now almost sleepy, "You should do a thorough investigation into all the places in doubt, like that Colt, like ......" He thought for a moment and pulled a name out of his mind, "Miss Jonny, the red-clad postman at the Bosenck Post Office." β
Director Byrne angrily stomped on the ground and left with the Steam Knights. The Privy Council guards immediately gathered around, led by Tossaud's old acquaintances, Todd and Tom.
"It's good that you're here." Seeing these two guards, Dussand's heart suddenly relaxed a lot, although he had never seen the other guards, these two people were indeed his own people.
"Young master, it's not safe here." Todd was the first to say, "If your business is done for the time being, then we should move to the landing ship as soon as possible." β
"You wait a little longer." Dussaint shook his head, he stood on tiptoe and looked into the distance, "Who is the Finn County Magistrate sent by the Colonial Department?" I want to talk to him. β
"It's Madame Veretta, the senior secretary of the Home Office." Todd turned his head around the crowd and began to search for the "High Officer", and soon he found the person he was looking for.
"That's the lady in the gray dress standing next to the well." Todd pointed into the distance, then glanced at Dussand, he muttered "rudeness", and then grabbed Dusand on his shoulder.
Dussand, who had increased in height by almost a half jol, easily let his eyes sway through the crowd and saw the "lady in a gray dress". Then he opened his mouth wide in surprise.
Isn't this the high-ranking goblin in the Bureau of Internal Affairs?!