The Weapon Tycoon Who Traveled to Great Qin

"Come down. Come down." The Korean military police shouted loudly with a shorter submachine gun. Koji had seen such a weapon, that kind of weapon could fire a lot of knowledge at once. Once hit, everything. Will end.

"Puff." Koji was dragged down directly. In such a situation, he has a lot of things he can't handle. Because the military police are very rude, so rude that many things will not take them into consideration.

This is the battlefield of Yan Kingdom. Their final stop is here.

"Hold it." A sergeant drove Koji and them to a truck. The Korean handed them the rifle, but there were no bullets. There are also military uniforms. They are still wearing police uniforms, but they are issued to them with military uniforms from the Korean combat troops, which means that their functions have undergone great changes.

"We are leaving here, we are not soldiers, we are just policemen, policemen." A Wadao native stood up and shouted loudly. The other party threw the military uniform on the ground, and they had realized something. Unequal treatment along the way, they know that they are cannon fodder. Once it becomes such a situation, their situation will become very unfavorable. They don't need such a situation, they need to completely reverse this situation. Only in this way can their situation be reversed. This is what they should do most at the moment.

"Police, hum. You are the police." A South Korean military police lieutenant came over and said. At the same time he drew his pistol.

"Now you are Korean soldiers. Take up your weapons and fight. Only in this way can your business go on. Fight. You must fight." The lieutenant said.

"No, we refuse to do this. We are not here to die, we are going home, we are just the police." The man said. Many police officers in Washima start to commotion. This is their voice. They have their own family and everything they own, but they should not do such things. If they do not do well enough, they will not do it. This is the situation.

"Haha." The other party said with a smile like this.

"Bang." A gunshot sounded. A bullet pierced the opponent's head, and Koji dodged it subconsciously. If there were not many people around him, he might be lying on the ground. That Washima policeman was killed in this way. There were some **** holes in his head. The brain plasma and blood made a clanging sound. Some people around even fell to the ground, and they didn't know why they did it.

"Who else?" said the lieutenant, raising the pistol in his hand. Everyone present was silent. They said nothing. Many things can't go on. Because they can't do such a situation.

"Okay. It's good to solve such a thing," the lieutenant said.

"Pick up your weapons and put on your military uniforms. Now you are all soldiers. If you don't obey orders, you will engage in military law. This is the battlefield, not the democratic place where you are. What you need here is the military police, not the police. If you are a soldier, you must obey the order. Obey the order." the lieutenant shouted loudly. All the Wadao police officers passed over the body of the killed Wadao police officer. When Koji went by, his scared legs were a little weak. He didn't know how he passed. In short, he did a lot of things like this. If it weren't for this kind of thing, he might really not do it like this. It's a situation. If such a thing is really done, their situation will become extremely unfavorable. This is the current situation they should be aware of.

"Go away, hurry up, go over there," the lieutenant shouted loudly. Koji joined the Korean army in this way, and they became the cannon fodder among the Korean army.

Yan Guo advanced into the team.

"Don't look. They are all cannon fodder. They came to die." said a sergeant.

"The Koreans have already had a lot of such troops. I know there are Sikh soldiers, they are wearing big turbans." Yang Lai said.

"Our situation is not good. If there is something to eat, we can eat quickly. Don't save it. Or we can quickly get some money for our relatives. These things can't be kept." The sergeant took out half of the cigarettes. Speaking of this. Then ignite it on the fire and slowly smoke it. The cigarettes were issued to them by the officers. For them, this is a luxury. If such things can meet their needs, their situation may become better.

"Yeah." Yang Lai nodded. He didn't know why this happened, but what he knew was that the war must go on. Because such a war will go on for a long time, and under such a situation, their situation is actually really unfavorable.

"I know that the situation of the war will not go smoothly. But the situation is that we still need a lot of situations to proceed. This is the current situation we should happen." The sergeant said. They have realized some bad things. The weapons and equipment issued to them, as well as more ammunition. Defense does not need so many ammunition. There is only one situation, offense. Once an offensive is launched, it means that they will have to fight for a long, long time. Such a thing is definitely not a result they want.

The Koreans are mobilizing all kinds of cannon fodder from all over, and the Qin people will transport some armored combat vehicles to meet some of their needs. In this case, many of their things will become better, and under such a situation, their situation will become more favorable. This is their new situation.

Carthage. Korean rental area. Trullo came to a darker alley. After he entered this alley, he knocked on a small door, and after the small door opened, he quickly entered it.

This is a small stronghold of the Anti-Slavery Resistance Army of Carthage. Such a stronghold is very important to them.

Tru is a young man in his early twenties with several tattoos on his arm. He didn't remember who his father was, and his mother was gone when he was very young. He still has some vague consciousness, but he doesn't know what else is going on after this consciousness. In short, he is not clear about many things.

The tattoo on his arm is a shame in his life. He was a slave and was born a humble slave. His mother has been assaulted many times. This is his memory when he was a child, he didn't understand at that time, but he was bullied every time. His mother protected him, but he was later sold. Then there was no news from my mother. Whether it was dead or alive, he himself didn't know. He just remembered that when he was a kid. Keep doing all kinds of work. The tragic scenes of power made him wonder how to deal with it.

It's not just these. He has been trafficked many times. Those tattoos were left at that time. He doesn't know how many times he has been trafficked. What he knows is that there are many things he can't do himself. This is his fate, a tragic fate.

If he could change his fate, he would definitely do it, because he felt that he should resist, there were too many such stories around him. Exhausted alive, countless killed, women have no dignity, and they live like humble beasts. He feels that he should live well, and only in this way can he make his situation better.

If it were not for the Resistance Army, Trull would have been like this for the rest of his life. He worked in a nearby Carthage aristocratic manor, one night. There was a sudden explosion. The whole manor was all lively, there were gunshots everywhere, and the dense gunfire made people feel scared and frightened. He hid and hoped that no bullets would hit him. After a long period of time. The door was suddenly opened, and a person shouted loudly. "You are free. Follow me, hurry." These may be the best words in the world, the most beautiful words. Such things will be of great help to them. With such a development, it will be of great help to them.

He ran out with all the slaves. Along the way, he used a stick to give a housekeeper who was often bullied severely. When the stick went down, the other's head fell into one piece. He didn't know if he could kill the opponent, but he knew. There are many things that his situation will be in the most favorable situation.

Run. Run. He didn't know how far he ran or where he was. In short, he felt safe. He feels he will be safe from now on. It was a feeling that he had never felt before, and he knew it was a feeling of freedom. It feels good.

Later he learned that it was a resistance army, a spontaneously organized army against the slavery system of Carthage. The goal of such an army was to liberate people like Tru, who suddenly felt that his own freedom came. It was not easy, he decided to join the resistance on the spot.

"We all know that we still have many people who do not have freedom. Freedom is still the most precious thing for them. Such a precious thing is too difficult for us. If we are allowed to regain our choice, we Will still choose this way." A leader said.

"Now, we have to do such a thing well and work hard to expand our influence. Free all our slaves. Freedom belongs to them." The leader said. All the people are shouting.

But freedom does not end everything by shouting, they still need a lot of things to do in such a situation, because only such a situation can make their situation better. This is the most important point for them at the moment.

"For the specific things we are going to do, the Loma people will guarantee the liberation of all slaves, and our strength is still very weak. We cannot liberate all of them. This is an inevitable choice. Under the circumstances, we still need to do a lot of things, what should we do? How to solve such things, these will have a great impact on us, in such a situation, our situation is really very Unfavorable, this is a major disaster for us. This is the most unfavorable situation for us at the moment. We absolutely cannot do this, nor can we let such things go on." The other party said.

"We should unite with the Loma people to do such a thing." The leader said. Truk knows Loma, but can the Loma really guarantee their freedom? Truu had some doubts. He didn't know why he was so doubtful, but he felt that it was also good. This may save more people. His mother, his father. I really don't know what this world will be like.

Increasingly, the slaves who had fled from the adjustment system joined the resistance army, but the strength of the resistance army was still very weak compared with that of Carthage. The Carthaginians’ army was greatly improved. They were equipped with bolt-action rifles, machine guns, and light artillery. Armored vehicles, even 75mm howitzers. Equipped with so many artillery pieces, it is a great threat to the resistance army. At present, the weapons of the resistance army are very messy, shotguns and shotguns. Rifles, pistols, and even self-modified rifles. Weapons are messy, and some people simply use explosives as their weapons. And they are more scattered. They are collectively referred to as the Resistance Army. Some of the Resistance Army has a purpose, to liberate more slaves, but some Resistance Army kills people for the sake of killing. They seem to be very extreme. They will specifically target the Carthaginians. Some terrorist actions, such as explosions, attacks, and assassinations. This happens from time to time.

There is no strong organizing figure to organize them. Under such a situation, slaves urgently need to change such a situation. They need the appearance of such a big man. Only in this way can their situation be considered complete. Get better. But can these things really be resolved? Nobody knows.

But they all have a big need, and it seems that the Loma can meet their renewal.

South Korea, Xinzheng. Supreme Command.

"The slave liberation of the Roma is just a hoax." Han Shu concluded in this way. If they can really solve such a thing, there won't be such a situation going on. The only possibility is this kind of situation, they want more development, what is the result? They will lose more and more things.

"A scam is a scam. As long as these rebels create more troubles for the Carthaginians, their situation may become better. As for other aspects, they can really not do much. "Han Shu said.

Zhang Liang nodded. But such scams are indeed attractive.