My Empire

"According to the map, we have already advanced to Bellevue... but now I don't know what to use to describe everything I see. Sir!" Holding his walkie-talkie, the battalion commander of the advance troop supported his other hand. On the belt, he said to the phone.

His tone was a bit agitated, because all the sights in front of him had already caused his emotions to linger on the verge of collapse: "Yes! I saw many tents, as well as the soldiers surrounding the tents. They have put down their weapons. , Everything... is chaotic."

"I don't know how to say it, yes, I didn't encounter resistance, and the situation is not what you think." He moved his steps slightly, walked two steps left and right in front of a piece of rubble, listening to the call on the other side. Human words.

Then he stopped and replied seriously: "If you let me say it, I think everything here is weird. People here see that we don’t speak much, and there is hatred in their eyes, as well as despair and relief. ."

The battalion commander looked at the soldiers of the Holy Demon Empire watching him curiously not far in front of him, and the ragged civilians behind the soldiers, and said impatiently: "Because I don’t know if it’s dangerous, I didn’t give an order. The troops advanced into the city! Yes, I stopped about 100 meters from the tent area outside Bellevue."

"On the one hand, I am afraid that the locals will suddenly start troubles. On the other hand, I think the locals need a lot of relief supplies..." When he saw a child from the Holy Demon Empire being sleepy in the arms of his mother, his thin body was so nutritious. He said to the phone when the ribs were vaguely visible.

The entire refugee camp was strange, because the previous great consul suddenly disappeared, and everything here was plunged into a desperate situation that was more chaotic than chaos. This is the suburb of Bellevue, and this is the edge of hell.

"Yes, I got the aerial photos this morning. I know that this place is in ruins, but when I saw the ruins, I realized how big it is." The battalion commander continued to talk to himself on the phone. Of knowledge.

In the morning, all the battalion commanders and regiment leaders who arrived close to Bellevue got the aerial photos of Bellevue at the meeting. Some were taken before, some were taken just a few days ago, and some comparisons were made.

The comparison shows that Bellevue was slowly rebuilding before, and some large ruins and some uncollapsed houses were being cleared out. In the last ten days, such work has been suspended for some reason.

The entire Holy Demon Empire was in a state of disorder, and many captives explained the fact: The Great Archon suddenly disappeared, so the Holy Demon Empire also fell into chaos.

The war with Allan Hill expanded this chaos and made Bellevue, a nuclear-struck city, even more miserable. The supplies were cut off and the command fell into chaos, which made the entire Bellevue worse, and the fatality rate of the wounded had reached an astonishing 70%.

No one cares what is going on here, no one knows what is going through here. All the time, the troops from Ailan Hill moved into Bellevue and witnessed how terrifying their nuclear weapons were.

"All I can see, the limit I can see with a telescope, is the ruins left by the collapse of the house..." The battalion commander grabbed the phone's hand, and the green veins on the back of his hand went straight: "You can never imagine what happened How big is it, I think Kaunia is more like a city than here, really, everything here has been destroyed."

"There is nothing to describe, Bellevue is over, it is completely destroyed. How would you describe it? What adjective? This is the **** **** hell!" He paced back and forth anxiously again, and then used his feet. Opened a gravel and complained to the phone.

"The vocabulary I have learned in my life can't describe everything I see. I stand on the edge of the ruins of a **** **** who can't see the border at a glance, full of refugees with dull expressions who can't even speak!" He began to mouthful. Swear word, because he really didn't know how to describe everything he saw.

He saw the corpse of the other party outside the camp, which had been rancid but had no time to deal with, and saw a large swath of ruins that had not had time to be cleaned up.

Even before he came here, he had watched a movie organized by the army and saw the retaken city of Alan, which was occupied by the devil. In front of the black-and-white camera, Alan's ruined walls, none of the sights in front of them make people desperate.

"I always felt that these **** **** deserved their sins, but when I saw everything in front of me, I found out that I felt it was wrong to completely destroy a city like this!" He said what was in his heart and couldn't regret it. , Just venting his inner depressed emotions.

He walked all the way, with his own troops, and even when faced with the large-scale counterattack of the Puppet Empire, he never flinched. But looking at everything in front of him, he felt that his strong heart didn't seem to be tough enough.

"I know what I'm talking about, sir... If you stand by my side, you know what the **** I'm talking about!" After he finished speaking, he hung up the phone angrily.

A soldier walked over with an assault rifle and stood at attention: "Sir! Do we want to distribute the food we carry to these civilians in need! The soldiers of the Holy Demon Empire who keep the law and order here are willing to continue to maintain order for us, but they Say they really need help."

The battalion commander looked at the civilians and soldiers of the Holy Demon Empire who were watching them in the distance, and said: "Let the soldiers keep the rations for the day, and then separate the rest! Be careful not to cause confusion! And... let the soldiers who dispense food wear gas masks!"

"Observe your orders, sir!" The soldier nodded slightly, and then added before stepping back: "Thank you, sir."

Everyone who comes here feels that they should do everything they can to help these people, because the experience of these people is simply intolerable by any civilization.

Even if they were once enemies of life and death, even if they were not a national species, they should not use such tyrannical means to destroy everything about the other party.

"Sir! Your phone!" The signal soldier with the walkie-talkie came over and handed the walkie-talkie that had just been returned to him to his battalion commander.

The battalion commander answered the phone, silently listening to the people on the phone. Then he replied: "There are about 20,000 soldiers responsible for maintaining order, and some of the dead bodies have not had time to deal with... I am worried that there will be an outbreak of the plague, which is another reason why I did not enter Bellevue."

"Yes! Sir! I will try my best to protect my soldiers and wait for the follow-up reinforcements to arrive... Yes, thank you, sir! Sorry! Sir! Just now... I'm sorry! I'm sorry! Yes! I will execute the order! Yes! Resolutely execute the order!"

The phone in his hand was handed back to the signal soldier again, this time the battalion commander's face looked much better. He beckoned a soldier, and ordered: "Let the 1st company build a safe position on the flank! It's on the high ground over there! Did you see it?"

"Let the soldiers of the 2nd company wear gas masks, preferably wear gloves, enter the refugee camp, and count the number of refugees! One infantry squad! Do not disperse! Get out immediately when the situation occurs!" He looked at the second one. Soldier, ordered very well.

"Three rows and one row, just where we are now, set up a distribution station to collect the food we carry and stack them here! The second row is responsible for unloading the cars that come in a while!" After he finished speaking, he was right. The platoon leader of 3 companies and 3 platoons in the distance beckoned: "Get here! Tom!"

The platoon leader named Tom has a scar on his face. He is tall and carrying a stg-44 assault rifle, looking majestic. He heard the battalion commander calling himself, and confessed to his subordinates, and ran over quickly.

"Come and negotiate with me, let the group of holy demon empire...that group of guys cooperate with us and divide the food first." The battalion commander changed his name, turned around and walked to the refugee camp of the holy demon empire.

"3rd row! Come with me! Hurry up! Are you women?" The platoon leader named Tom followed behind the battalion commander and greeted some of his soldiers, and everyone walked to the gate of the refugee camp.

"Who is the person in charge here?" The battalion commander stood less than three meters from the door, looking at the survivors of the Holy Demon Empire who were like walking corpses, and asked.

"Dead!" An officer with a saber but not wearing the iconic Saint Demon Empire's armor was dirty, stood in front of everyone, and replied.

"That's you!" The battalion commander didn't care, and said directly: "We are going to take over the relief work here, and we will start distributing food in a while. Are you willing to send some people to cooperate?"

"Of course." The officers of the Holy Demon Empire didn't expect the other party to come here. The first thing they wanted to do was to help them: "Thank you, thank you very much."

He took off the belt with the saber around his waist and handed it to the adjutant next to him. Then he walked to the battalion commander in Ailan Hill: "Why are you helping us?"

"Because we are humans, we should be compassionate." The battalion commander leaned over to make way, and while walking back, replied: "We are fighting for freedom, and we are not barbarians."

"Then why are you ruining Bellevue? Using... such a cruel method?" The officer followed the battalion commander's pace, subconsciously asking with despair and pain.

"Because... this is war." The battalion commander said without turning back, "...this **** it, a **** war."