My code name is Green Bull

The day after the royal family members of the Kingdom of Freifans left, the armies of neighboring countries immediately launched a bloody massacre of the citizens in Freifans.

They will kill all the citizens of Freifans, whether they are sick or not, without mercy.

Jon watched all this silently, with no intention or reason to intervene.

Even if he takes action to save the people of Freifans, so what?

He has no way to protect these people.

This world is so cruel, and he has seen it countless times over the years.

The massacres in the towns and villages invaded by pirates were much more tragic than the current ones.

Most of the soldiers from neighboring countries were unaware of the situation. They all wore gas masks and protective clothing. Whenever they saw the people of Freifans, they immediately shot and killed them without speaking to each other at all. Opportunity.

Although as the massacred party, the people of Frevans were pitiful.

But on the other hand, as soldiers from neighboring countries who massacred one party, they did not know the truth and carried out the killings under the influence of fear and selfishness.

But as he kept killing, he became red-eyed.

Although it is abhorrent to massacre one side's troops, in the final analysis, it is the fault of the top leaders of each country.

Ordinary soldiers may not know the matter, but those royal nobles must know the cause of the lead disease.

It's just that they still carried out the destruction and massacre of Freifans because they were driven by profit.

There is no doubt about the richness of Freifans. Even if it is on the verge of extinction, there are still a lot of natural resources in the country.

Destroying Freifans is only the first step, plundering wealth is the real purpose of those high-level people.

So even if Jon saw the massacre going on and was angry, he did not vent his anger on those ordinary soldiers.

The killings continued, starting in the border towns and slowly moving deeper into the interior of Freifans.

Thousands of people died every day in Freifans during these days.

Some died of disease and fear, some were brutally killed by neighboring armies, and some could not stand the pain and suffering and committed suicide in despair.

Some people died alone, some died together as a family, and there were even dozens of family members who died together.

Freifans, which was already dilapidated and in disarray, was now filled with an astonishing smell of blood, and the entire country was shrouded in death.

"Please let them go, they are just children, they are all children."

Suddenly, like a ghost, Jon, who was walking in the alley of Frevans, heard a female voice pleading extremely.

He had heard this kind of sound too much in the past few days. He didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but he couldn't help but walk over.

On one side of an arch bridge over an inner city river, a group of soldiers wearing gas masks were seen surrounding a group of people.

The group of people surrounded were all half-grown children, the oldest was only about ten years old, and there was only one woman who stood out from the crowd, wearing a nun's uniform.

The woman, who should be a nun, was begging the surrounding soldiers, begging them to let the children go.

"Please let the children go, they are still young, and lead disease is not contagious, really."

The nun tried her best to explain, wanting to ask these soldiers to let them go: "You told us before that you would take us out of here, why are you going back on your word now?"

I saw a soldier who might be the leader, waving to his subordinates through a gas mask.

Suddenly, a dozen soldiers were escorted over. None of these soldiers were wearing gas masks, and their hands and feet were restrained.

"Are you talking about these people? These idiots want to let you go secretly. They are really looking for death."

After speaking, he suddenly waved his hand, and several soldiers beside him immediately raised their guns and pointed them at those soldiers.

"Pah, pah, pah, pah..."

After a burst of gunfire, a dozen soldiers were immediately sieved and fell into a pool of blood.

"ah……"

After the gunfire rang out, the nun immediately stood in front of the children, like a shepherd, keeping all the children behind.

But those children, faced with such a scene, did not scream in fear like ordinary children. Instead, they stared at the surrounding troops, their eyes full of anger.

Freifans has been in chaos for a long time, and the killings have been going on for a long time. These children have long been accustomed to killing, so even though they are still young, they are not as fearful as ordinary children.

"Have you seen their fate? Put away your womanly kindness, otherwise their fate will be your fate."

"Although they are just children, they are all carriers of the virus. If they are allowed to escape and spread the virus, your family will also be affected. Therefore, even if they are just children, we must treat them as enemies. We must not be merciful in our treatment."

The leader of the army roared at the top of his lungs at his soldiers, but the words he spoke made the nuns and children despair.

"Now, raise the guns in your hands, aim at these infectious disease patients, and shoot them all."

Suddenly, all the soldiers raised their spears and pointed them at the nuns and the children.

Seeing that the surrounding troops were unwilling to let them go, the only adult nun shouted excitedly: "Don't shoot, please don't shoot..."

She cried and said, seeing that these people did not stop moving, she could only plead instead.

"Is this good? You let the children who are not sick go. We who are sick are willing to stay. You take the children who are not sick. I beg you."

The nun immediately fell to her knees, kowtowing to the soldiers surrounding them and begging for mercy.

The soldiers were a little moved, but the leader, whose face was still cold, shouted: "Get ready to shoot!"

Seeing that her plea for mercy did not elicit mercy from the soldiers, the nun became desperate and shouted to the children behind her: "Run, everyone, run."

But the children did not run away. Instead, they all cried with tears streaming down their faces: "Auntie nun..."

The leader of the army raised his right hand and was about to wave it down, but at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded.

"Actually, I don't think it's necessary to go to this point and let them live here by themselves. They won't survive for a few days, so why do we have to kill them all?"

The sudden sound made everyone's expressions change drastically, especially the soldiers, who looked around, looking for the person who spoke.

"Da da da……"

The footsteps became clearer and clearer from far away, and a tall and burly figure slowly appeared in front of everyone.

"navy?"

When the leader of the army saw the visitor's clothes, he was suddenly surprised.

The navy he was talking about was naturally not their country's navy, but the navy under the World Government.

The leader of the army was very cautious when he discovered that the person who came was actually a navy man, and he was wearing a coat and seemed to have a high military rank.

"Your Excellency, we are the military of a country that has joined the World Government, and the battlefield here is permitted by the World Government."

The navy warships of the North Sea are in Frevans. This is something that the neighboring countries know, so the army leader thought that this man was also a navy of the North Sea.

The visitor was naturally Jon. He didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but there were more than forty children here, and the oldest was only about ten years old. The youngest was a baby waiting to be fed, being held in the arms of other children.

Jon really couldn't bear to let these fragile young lives be shot in front of him, so he stood up.

"It's true that you are allowed by the World Government. I have no intention of stopping you. It's just that they are still children after all. If you let them fend for themselves, they won't live long. Why do you have to kill them on the spot?"

The soldier frowned and said, "Even if we let them go, they will be killed by others, and the result will be the same."

Jon nodded in agreement, but said: "The truth is correct, but that's how people are, knowing the outcome, but still trying to survive, this is human nature."

"Mr. Soldier, how about giving me some face and letting them go and let them fend for themselves?"