Hunter × Hunter: The Seven Deadly Sins

Aztec Republic, City of Mokrechi.

Mokrechi, located in the northern part of the Aztec Republic, is the top five cities in the Aztec Republic and the largest city in the northern part of the Aztec Republic, with a permanent population of about five million.

Here is an important industrial and commercial, international trade, entertainment and sports center of the Aztec Republic, and it is also one of the main production bases of the Aztec Republic's petrochemical, marine and electronics industries.

Since the outbreak of the civil war, the entire northern region has been ruled by warlords. The law and order situation in Mokleage City has deteriorated. Robbery, theft, and terrorists have been active. This has led to the flight of the population of Anchorage City, the shutdown of factories, the grounding of international flights, and the deteriorating economy. .

Not only that, because of the civil war, a large number of refugees from the war zone fled into Mokrechi, burned, killed and looted, which made the law and order in the city even weaker.

Soon after, General Kodi Kenyatta, the northern warlord, moved into Mokrechi, making it the base camp of Kenyatta's army.

The mayor is out and the military is in power.

But even with a large number of troops guarding the city, the security situation in Mokrechi City has not improved at all, and has even intensified.

Therefore, General Kenyatta ordered the army to strictly guard the passage and prohibit refugees from entering the city.

As a result, a large number of refugees from the war zone gathered on the outskirts of Anchorage, forming a slum on the outskirts of the city.

But as the war continued, more and more refugees gathered over time.

In order to prevent these refugees from rioting, General Kenyatta ordered that starting from this month, special vehicles will be sent every month to deliver food and water to the refugees in the refugee camp for their daily needs.

For example, now, three civilian trucks loaded with a large amount of food are "honking" all the way and driving towards the refugee camp.

"Chi Chi..."

There was a sound of tires rubbing against the gravel on the ground. A child who was sitting in front of his simple wooden house raised his head and opened his mouth when he saw the three trucks full of white bags.

"The food is here~!"

An immature child's voice echoed over the refugee camp, and the doors of the simple wooden houses opened.

Soon, a large number of refugees ran out of the refugee camp, including men and women, old and young, sallow and emaciated.

They couldn't help but rushed straight towards the truck. Many people came to the truck with sticks in their hands and directly poked a hole in their pockets with the stick in their hands. The rice grains exuding the fragrance of wheat flowed continuously from the hole like a trickling river. flow out.

"stop!"

"Stand back!"

More than a dozen food delivery soldiers jumped off the truck and spread around the truck to block the rioting refugee crowd. But the refugees were so numerous that they could block one or two, but not ten or hundreds.

Many refugees even waved sticks at them wantonly to drive them out.

"Quack quack... look at these people, they are like livestock."

On a jeep not far away, a strong man in military uniform grinned as he watched the refugees fighting for food.

The surrounding soldiers secretly glanced at him, not daring to say anything.

beret, camouflage field uniform,

With a cigar in his mouth and a walkie-talkie in his hand.

He is the current owner of the city, General Kenyatta Kodi.

"Enough watching, let's shoot."

After a while, Kenyatta seemed tired of watching, and ordered into the walkie-talkie.

On an armored vehicle outside the refugee camp, a soldier nodded slightly, pointed his machine gun at the refugees fighting for food, and pulled the trigger.

"Da da da da da..."

Bullets shot through the refugee crowd wantonly. For a moment, blood and flesh flew all over the scene, and screams continued.

A large number of refugees screamed and dispersed in all directions, except for a small number of relatives of the deceased, who lay on the corpses and wept bitterly, wailing all over the place.

A soldier climbed into the truck, raised his horn to his mouth, and shouted:

"These grains belong to General Kenyatta Kodi, and no one is allowed to take even one grain of the grain until the general orders it!"

"If you want food, line up for me and wait for the general's order!"

After killing chickens and monkeys, the refugees no longer scrambled to snatch them. Instead, under the organization of the soldiers, they formed a team and waited for the soldiers to distribute food.

"These untouchables, if you don't give them a little color, you don't know what order is."

After swearing casually, General Kenyatta opened the car door, jumped down, put the walkie-talkie in his breast pocket, and walked towards the refugee camp under the escort of a group of heavily armed soldiers.

"Buzz..."

At this time, at an altitude of 100 meters above General Kenyatta, a Falcon drone was targeting and locking him, and transmitted his photo to the headquarters database for identity comparison.

"Drip...Target confirmed, Aztec Republic Northern Command, Army General Kenyatta Kodi."

"The beheading mission starts."

In the monitoring screen of the Kestrel drone, the red frame on General Kenyatta Kodi flashed, the screen switched back, and the height of the video continued to rise until it reached a height of 100 meters.

With a "click", a sparrow small integrated missile popped out.

At this time, in the refugee camp, the surviving refugees were queuing up to receive supplies, and the supplies were distributed according to their identity certificates. Each person had a bag of food and a bucket of water.

Families with more people get more supplies, and families with fewer people naturally get less.

"Little devil, this is yours."

A soldier threw a bag of grain in front of a ten-year-old boy with a bang, grinning provocatively: "Can you resist? Let your father come."

"My father...is dead." The boy with a dirty face turned his head to look at the pile of corpses over there. At this time, many soldiers were dragging the refugee corpses together and preparing to burn them together.

Hearing this, the soldier glanced at the corner of his mouth helplessly, and continued to distribute supplies.

The boy struggled to drag the supplies distributed to him, but he only dragged a few centimeters before he felt that he couldn't exert his strength, his hands slipped, and he fell to the ground.

And at the moment when he fell, he just looked up and saw the flashing white light in the sky.

"blow!"

A creepy whistling sound sounded from the sky above everyone's heads. General Kenyatta and his soldiers were very familiar with this sound, and they couldn't help but look up at the sky above their heads.

A missile with a gorgeous tail flame descended from the sky at a speed that was hard to distinguish with the naked eye.

"shit!"

General Kenyatta only had time to curse, and the missile landed precisely on the ground in front of him. Before he could feel fear in his heart, a dazzling white light erupted for a moment.

"Boom~!!!"

Accompanied by a loud noise, a strong flame erupted, swallowing hundreds of refugees and soldiers around, and the violent shock wave spread in all directions. Wherever it passed, refugees vomited blood and fell down.

A mushroom cloud mixed with a lot of smoke and flames rose up.

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