On the second day, early in the morning, the sun will not rise, and the horizon will just be bright.

In the outer city of Fuxing, many soldiers were on duty all night.

At the forefront, the person in charge of the card is two major officers.

One of them said: "Last night, Lan Daofu did not come back, I don't know if he died or was detained by the governor. ”

Another asked, "Is the general angry?" ”

"Nope." At first, the major replied, "The general is glad to see that the governor's procession has really come to a halt outside." ”

"Pretty happy? Randolph is his own nephew. ”

The former just shrugged his shoulders and said that this was the way it was.

"It's cold-blooded, poor Randolph."

In the middle of small talk, suddenly one of them stretched out his hand and pointed to the dim morning mist on the periphery: "What is that?" ”

The other looked at him along his finger.

It's not quite dawn, the light is not enough, there is morning fog this morning, and visibility is not good. But he could still see that faintly, there were several giant-like figures, slowly approaching.

The two looked at each other, one stepped back and blew the whistle to alert the soldiers stationed at Luca, while the other, with his gun raised, asked into the fog, "Who is it?" ”

However, no response was given in the fog. The figure walking in the thick fog did not say a word. It was only after getting a little closer that heavy footsteps were heard.

The footsteps came a little abruptly, and there was no sound at all before, like a ghost; After they saw it now, the footsteps were so distinct, so heavy, as if the drums of war were beating in their hearts.

He knew who was coming, but he didn't know what to do.

Fire? Don't dare!

First of all, he didn't dare to take this responsibility for this first shot;

Secondly, and more importantly, in the case that he is standing in front of the roadcard and blocking the road, without even a cover, he dares to shoot the first shot, and the next second he dies directly.

But doesn't it matter?

In the midst of the struggle, he found that the soldiers stationed behind him were all prepared under the reminder of the companion officer who had just spoken to him. There were dozens of guns, aimed here, which reassured him a lot.

He looked back at the front and asked again.

"Who is it? Please reply! ”

This time, there was still no response.

It's just that, as the footsteps approached, he could already faintly see the comer.

The fiery power armor and the iconic huge body undoubtedly represent their identity. The man they were surrounded by, although they had never seen it, should be the Governor.

As they got closer, the officers who blocked them became more and more nervous, sweating with their hands on their weapons.

He couldn't help but give a third warning.

"Please stop, you are not allowed to pass!"

There was still no response, as if it was approaching not a living person, but a group of ghosts.

After the third warning, the comers were already very close.

He couldn't help but look back at his companion, as if to know from him what to do next. As a result, he found that his companion was also looking at him, revealing the same problem in his eyes.

According to the rules of the wasteland, if you encounter this situation, you must not say a word, and you will go through the shuttle first. When a person dies, there is no threat.

But right now, without any political rules, the rifles in the hands of the soldiers are shooting towards these steel bodies, can it be useful?

What to do?

No one knows what to do.

Under the hesitation, entanglement, overwhelm, and great pressure and tension, these soldiers and officers who set up cards just let those space marines and battle nuns escort the governor to them.

It's time for the final decision.

The officer, who could call the shots, still did not dare to give the order to shoot. But he can't just let people go.

Finally, he gritted his teeth, bravely stood in front of everyone who was advancing step by step, stretched out his palm to the leading space marine, made a gesture of refusal, and said at the same time:

"Stop moving! No ...... ahead"

There was a muffled 'thud'.

His head was deflated.

The red-armored warriors who walked at the forefront had no intention of stopping. In the face of the blockade, he simply stretched out his hand, like a fly, and slapped the back of his hand on the officer's face.

The movement was so fast that the officer did not react at all, let alone make any dodge movements, and his head deflated as if he had been hit by a sledgehammer.

The splashes of blood, stained with bright red armor, are not conspicuous at all.

His body staggered to the side, his legs still twitching. The shapeless skull, which was no longer shaped, continued to flow blood, and soon formed a large puddle.

Nobody cares, no one cares.

The hands-on Angel of Death, the pace of the pace has not even changed by half a minute. And the people who followed after didn't even look to the side. Even the battle nuns of the Holy Lily did not react to this.

The lead officer was dead, but the soldiers still didn't dare to shoot, even when the Space Marines kicked over the roadblock.

No one dared to stand in front of them.

And so they let the governor's ranks pass.

And on the road behind, Gu Hang and his party walked unimpeded.

Although there were dead people at the first road card, there was not much movement in reality. There was no gunfire and no cannon sound, and many soldiers in the back didn't know what was going on at all, and even a considerable number of them didn't wake up in their sleep.

In this case, Gu Hang and his party, a total of 19 people, swaggered down the streets leading from the outer city to the inner city gate.

The environment of the outer city is not good, there is no plan for haphazard construction, and many alleys are very narrowly spaced, typical of high-density slums. However, the avenues that extend beyond the several gates leading to the inner city remain spacious.

The heaviness of the power leg armor deliberately stepped on when it landed, and it can drift far away. Many soldiers on duty, awakened soldiers, probes their brains, saw them.

The majestic and mighty space marines and heroic battle nuns are dazzling to watch, and they also set off the dignity of the Governor under their protection.

Such a person can be dealt with by these little soldiers?

No one dared to think about it.

But at the same time, they are also much more relieved.

Previously, General Mondoch had resolutely refused to allow the Governor to enter the city, and had put on a strong confrontation. Now, thank goodness, General Mondok has changed his mind.

- Most of the soldiers in the rear didn't know what was going on at Luka. Seeing the governor and his party swaggering down the road, they thought it was normal and that the general had allowed them to pass.

Otherwise, why didn't anyone beat them?