This Game is Too Real

  Chapter 698 The Precarious King Gallon Port

  The light of the morning sun poured down from the sky, and it just coated the man's shoulders with a layer of holy golden yellow.

  McLen squinted his eyes and saw the face clearly.

The sharp-edged outline exudes majesty without anger, just like the domineering and magnificent spaceship palace under his feet, but the deep-set eye sockets reveal a kind of cunning and cruelty that is strong on the outside and dry on the inside, just like the man on the wasteland. The most common hyena.

  I heard that his name is Wu Tuo Xilan.

  However, for the emperor who is above ten thousand people, McLennan does not take it seriously.

   Not to mention the fact that he is no different from a monkey than the one he has seen in Dawn City, except that he has a crown on his head.

   Maybe his father was a great guy.

  But the Willant people respect the strong, not the father.

   What made McLennan even more incredible was that people here would worship a monkey and call him the supreme emperor.

   Has no one ever thought about whether this guy is worthy?

McLenne didn't understand why His Majesty the Great Marshal ordered the weak civil servants to manage this land. This thing didn't even need the Eastern Army or the Southern Army. hit it down.

   They are simply born slaves.

   Take down here, every Willant can get two, and this is what the Legion should do.

  But seeing the adjutant's eyes signaled, McLenne still cleared his throat patiently, and said in a hypocritical manner.

   "Your Majesty, I bring you the friendship of Triumph City."

  The slightly forward-sloping forehead hid the disgust at the corner of his mouth, and he didn't even bother to report his family background, and went straight to the topic.

  The adjutant next to him didn't expect the old man to continue to cooperate, so he quickly took over the conversation and said with a polite smile.

"Your Majesty, this is the General McLenne we recommend to you. He has made outstanding contributions to the Legion in the desert, and built the Falcon Kingdom, which was once the weakest in the Luoxia Province, into a desert kingdom. The most powerful country in China! Let him serve as your military advisor, and he will surely build you an invincible army of steel!"

  Looking down at the two Willantes standing under the stairs, Wu Tuo Xilan stroked his thick beard with his right hand, with a bright smile on his face.

  Especially that General McCollen, the more he looks at it, the more he likes it!

  This guy has all the temperament of a fierce general. He is rebellious and has a high nose. He is simply a natural born general!

  Borneo Province has a lot of tall and mighty people, but they are still a little bit less interesting compared to the Willant people who were born for fighting.

   "The gods bless me, Xilan!"

  He said joyfully, cupping his hands as a gesture of welcome.

   "I've heard about the general's prestige for a long time, and seeing him today is really extraordinary. I have prepared a banquet for you in the palace to wash away the dust. Please come with me!"

   After the voice fell, a pictorial sedan chair decorated with flower baskets stopped under the marble-carved stairs. Four strong, dark-skinned men bent their knees slightly, and placed the sedan chair heavily on the ground.

  McLen glanced at the four men.

   "I have legs."

  He doesn't ride in this ridiculous rocker car, which is a toy for three-year-olds.

   After speaking, he walked up the stairs.

The adjutant looked at this eccentric guy dumbfoundedly, then glanced at the sedan chair parked beside him, finally raised his head and made a helpless expression at the superior emperor, and followed McLenne up. steps.

  Wu Tuo didn't show any displeasure on his face when he saw this. Instead, he was very happy to see the "real Willanter".

   A group of people moved to the palace in the center of Tiangong, walked through a row of colorful corridors, and stepped into a magnificent banquet hall.

  Everyone was seated at the banquet.

   With his thoughts on his mind, McLennan stared at the officials and nobles who were slowly taking their seats one by one, tapped his index finger on the table, and finally looked at the calm adjutant beside him uncontrollably, and whispered.

   "When do we tell them about the port?"

  The adjutant froze for a moment, and looked at him unexpectedly.

   "Why are we telling them?"

  McLen looked at him in astonishment for a long time, and spread his hands. Because he didn't know how to express it in words, he simply communicated with him with his eyes.

  ‘Your ally, you ask me why? '

   Soon realized that McLennan seemed to have misunderstood something, the adjutant coughed lightly, and whispered in his ear.

"We have to use their philosophy when we get along with them. Port King Gallon is the territory of the emperor. If you want to make friends with him, you can't find the problem before him. He has his own appointed The governor has his own intelligence system, even without our reminder, he will be aware of the problem, it's just a matter of time."

  Maclun laughed out of anger when he heard the words. He found that his temper was indeed much better than before, and he could even ask questions patiently.

   "Then we just wait like this?"

  The adjutant shook his head lightly.

"Don't wait, there's nothing to wait for. Do you think I'm in a hurry? We can just pretend that the problem doesn't exist. And it's good for them to suffer a little. They only rely on us when they are hurt. Their resources are exchanged for our rifles... You will get used to it after staying here for a while, and you must not be impatient when dealing with them, especially not more anxious than them."

  McLen looked at this guy speechlessly, and finally gave up arguing, picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

  He longed for revenge, but here he saw no hope at all, only a pain that wasted time and patience tormented him.

  He suddenly regretted coming here...

  …

   While the capital of the empire was still jubilant and celebrating, the defenders of Port Gold Galleon were being beaten to the point of crying by the Burning Legion, shrunk in the slums and dared not come out.

   They figured out that as long as they stayed with the civilians, the guys at the port wouldn't throw shells at them, and would only fire when they did.

   Of course, this matter is not sure.

  For example, when they tried to set up artillery in the yard of the slums and fire towards the pier, they were still served by mortars and called by drones.

The survivors who lived in the slums also learned to be good. Seeing that following these guys would only be bombed, they naturally refused to stay with them. It looked lively.

   A similar thing seemed to happen once a month ago. This group of men with guns was run over by a white bear and ran across the street.

   This time it seems to be more ruthless than last time.

   The guy wearing the exoskeleton directly killed the governor's mansion. Not only were the governor's private soldiers beaten and ran away, but even the double-knife flag hanging on the roof of the mansion was torn off.

  Not far from the courtyard wall of the Governor's Mansion, residents from several nearby streets came to the street one after another, looking curiously at the bustle in the distance.

   "It's really strange."

   "Which adult did Master Nehak offend?"

   "I don't know which **** protects these iron men, but they are so good at fighting, even General Abinan is not their opponent!"

   "Could it be a Willant?!"

   "Impossible, Legion is our old friend, how could they attack us!"

   "Could it be someone from Silver Moon Bay?"

   "It's even more impossible! There are only a few people in the entire Yinyue Bay. Don't look at those guys who are dressed like dogs. They are just dogs looking up at our majesty."

   "It's reasonable, they still have to do business with us, and there's nothing wrong with offending anyone."

   "...couldn't be the Alliance, right? Those lunatics a month ago seem to be members of the Alliance too."

  A group of survivors whispered to each other, pushing each other to encourage someone to go up and have a look, and finally pushed out a tattered, thin and short Rat Race boy.

  At this moment, a few men with rifles hanging from their breastplates and exoskeletons pushed open the iron gate in the backyard and came out.

  The survivors crowded beside the dirt road all scattered and hid in a nearby alley, leaving only the thin and short young man standing in the middle of the road.

  Decided to show friendliness before pretending to be aggressive, he unbuttoned the mask of the helmet by accident, squatted down halfway down with a smile, and beckoned.

"come here."

  The young man stared at him nervously, but still mustered up the courage to move forward.

   looked at him by accident.

"May I have your name?"

   "...Ashin."

   "Very good, Xin, which building is your house?"

  The young man glanced back, pointed to the house with the red curtains, and then looked at the man in the exoskeleton in front of him.

   He continued with a smile by mistake.

   "How much is a house like yours worth?"

"A two-headed cow, or two pigs..." Seemingly understanding the intention in his eyes, the young man continued, "But you can't buy Mr. There, my grandfather, parents, my four brothers and All three older sisters live there, and if you buy it, we'll have no place to live."

  No family members next to me were stunned when they heard it, and subconsciously picked up the binoculars to take a look, but no matter how you looked at it, it was just a small house of more than 20 square meters, even though it had two floors.

   Good guy.

  How did so many people stack up in that corner? !

  Looking at the poor child in front of him, he also felt a little embarrassed by all kinds of mistakes. It seemed that this task was not as fun as he imagined.

  It is someone else's home after all.

  Even if it is an NPC.

   After thinking for a while, he squatted down, stared at the young man's eyes and continued.

"Look, your lords have **** us off, so we're here. Maybe my officer has a different story, but I'm not going to pretend we're here for peace, tell the truth. You and we are here to beat people, no matter what Gray Wolves or Greyhounds, we will beat them until they beg for mercy and pay them back."

"I don't want to demolish your house, but there is a war here, and whether you like it or not, there will be ruins there soon. Now you have only two choices, take a sum of money from us, and go to other places. live there, or wait until the imperial army confiscates your house and be buried there with them."

  Ah Xin was silent for a while, and knew that even if he objected, it would be useless, so he said bluntly.

   "How much are you willing to give us?"

  Based on the calculations, the task requires at least 500 households to be emptied, of course, the more the better.

  There are only more than a thousand houses in this neighborhood, and a budget of 100 million is enough for them to clear a large area, so they said.

   "One hundred thousand Xilan coins."

  As soon as he heard that there was so much money, the young man's breathing became short for an instant, he swallowed, and then asked.

   "How many...all the houses here are you going to buy? One hundred thousand?"

   Hehe said with a smile.

   "That's right, I won't play charades with you anymore. After a while, I hope you will promote it more. It will be gone if it is too late."

   Asin said immediately.

"not enough."

   "Not enough?" He was stunned for a moment, looking at him with a strange expression.

   Isn't this guy trying to extort money because he thinks he's easy to talk to?

   Seems to understand his eyes, the young man swallowed nervously, and explained quickly.

"One hundred thousand Xilan coins can buy ten big fat pigs. If you spend so much money at one time, they will definitely not agree. Everyone will want a higher price, and there will definitely be guys who don't live in this area at all. If you mix it in, some people will even take it twice."

  Looking at this interesting young man, he said with a smile by mistake.

   "We're not here to discuss business, you don't think our guns are decorations, do you?"

"Then you can kill them, that's the fastest," Ah Xin said without hesitation, looking calmly at the stunned guy in front of him, and continued, "If you don't want to kill them, let me Come to help you! I will give you 90,000 yuan for a house. Not only will I help you drive people away, but I will also help you tear down those houses...all the earthen walls that might have been used as shelters for imperial soldiers, and let them lie on their knees. Shooting targets on rotten bricks!"

  Half-year-old Yuyan couldn't help but said.

   "Are they your countrymen?"

  Axin looked at him silently, glanced at those pairs of eyes curiously watching him from the corner of his eye, and spoke slowly.

"I am a rat clan. They have fox clan, wolf clan, pig clan, cat clan... There are many, many of them, none of them care about my life, and I don't care about them, but you care about me, I can work for you. No matter Whether it is murder or arson, it is not convenient for you to do it, I will do anything.”

   The four players looked at each other.

  The eyes of the three of them were full of surprise, and only one person had surprise written on it, and that person was their captain.

  By chance, with a smile on his face, he stretched out his hand to touch the young man's head, and patted the back of his head.

"It's ok, you're a sensible boy, just follow what you said about a building of 90,000 yuan, and you can finish the work for us. But remember, don't make any big noises, especially don't kill people and set fires or anything like that. We are civilized people."

  A flash of joy flashed across Axin's face, he took a deep breath to calm himself down, and continued.

   "I'm sure I can do it, give me three days! Of course... If there is a thorn who refuses to move, you have to teach him for me."

  By chance: "It's a bit difficult, we have our discipline, we can't fire at unarmed people, we can help you scare that guy at most."

   Asin stretched out his hand.

   "Then give me a gun! I have to protect myself and my family!"

   By accident, he glanced at the person next to him who had no family members. The latter understood immediately, smiled and took down a pistol that was handed over to the young man in front of him.

  “…Remember to load and release the safety before you pull the trigger, and don’t point this thing at us, that’s how its previous owner didn’t.”

  The moment he took the gun with both hands, the young man's eyes shone with surprise, and even his eyes were different.

   It's not even just him.

  Even those who were hiding in the alley and watching him were the same, their original expressions of watching the excitement gradually took on a trace of panic, even fear.

  They didn't know what the Ratman kid was talking to those soldiers, they only saw him take a gun from them...

What does it mean?

  The group of guys who beat up the governor are now this kid's backer?

  A group of survivors swallowed their saliva. Some regretted that it was not themselves who went up just now, while others just looked at the gun in fear, regretting that they should not have bullied him and his family before.

  Half-year-old Wasted always felt that something was wrong, but then remembered that this was a wasteland, and it wasn't a civilized world after all, so he didn't say anything.

  Carefully putting away the gun, Ah Xin looked seriously at the man squatting on the ground and asked.

"What's your name?"

   Before he could speak by mistake, the family member next to him reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile.

   "He's called Tuning Fork, I'm called Family, and the two behind are Dengtian and Zaidan. If you have anything to do, you can just find us."

   was thinking of an awesome nickname for himself, and rolled his eyes at the guy with a hippie smile.

   I didn't bother to refute the nickname anymore, he looked at the kid in front of him and said.

   "We have been here recently. When you are not here, you can ask other people, and they will help you find us."

  Ah Xin was stunned for a moment, then nodded after recovering, and said seriously.

   "Tuning fork, family, ascending to the sky, wasting... I remember."

   After finishing speaking, he stuck the pistol in his belt, turned around and ran towards the slums, looking exactly like two people from the timid look before.

  Watching the disappearing figure of the child, Ban Suiyu said.

   "I don't think this is very good, maybe there is a better way."

   No family member patted him on the shoulder with a hippie smile.

   "But don't you think it's funny?"

  A guy who lived at the bottom of the pyramid and was bullied by everyone, suddenly tasted the taste of power one day, turned over and rode on everyone's heads.

  He was curious about where the young man's limit was.

  For him as a fun person, this may become a good observation sample.

   From the one step up to the sky where he had not spoken just now, he nodded in deep agreement.

   "+1"

  …

   On the other side, in the detention center of the Port Guard Bureau, the handcuffed Governor Nihak was pushed and shoved all the way, and stumbled and fell onto the cold concrete floor of the cell.

   "Starting today, this is your new home, Mr. Nehak."

  The man wearing the exoskeleton stood at the door and said in a mocking tone, then looked at Sergeant Bihari and the two guards standing aside.

   "People are optimistic."

  Having completely completed the change of thought, Bihari, who had taken on a new identity, immediately pressed his right fist to his chest, straightened his back and said straightly.

   "Obey! My lord!"

  Fang Chang didn't speak, but nodded, and then walked out the door.

  He is busy now.

   Not only to deal with port affairs, but also to count and count the loot.

   It is not only the nobles of the Xilan Empire who are stranded in the port, but also some merchants who came here from other regions to buy goods.

  Their goods and cargo ships are stuck on the pier, some of which are goods such as livestock, spices, dyes, linen, and some are the special products of Borneo Province-population.

  Since the alliance has come here, it is naturally impossible to allow slave-trading ships to leave the port from here. Soon they will destroy several concentration camps in settlements and announce that the laws of the alliance will be implemented during the temporary control period.

  Besides, there are also some imperial nobles who tried to pretend to be businessmen and leave. They also need to be carefully screened.

   These guys are not only hostages, but also bargaining chips for them to negotiate with the empire, and they cannot just slip away so easily.

  In short, there are still a lot of things to worry about, and he has no time to deal with this guy until he finishes dealing with these troublesome trivial matters.

   Following the man's departure, the inside and outside of the cell became quiet.

   Seeing three pairs of eyes staring at him, Governor Nihak felt a few strands of cold sweat ooze from his forehead, and forced a smile on his face.

   "Mr. Bihari, what the **** is going on here?"

"what happened?"

   Bihari narrowed his eyes slightly, looked up and down at the imprisoned governor, and said with a hint of joking in his tone.

   "You are already squatting here, do you need me to remind you?"

   "Bihari! Pay attention to your attitude!" Nihak glared at the guy looking at him with his nostrils, trying to use his identity to overwhelm him, but found that it was completely useless.

   This guy who flattered and flattered himself so much on weekdays seemed to be a different person at this moment, looking at him with a ferocious expression.

No-

  He is simply not human!

   It's clearly a grinning bulldog!

  Facing the smelly gums to its former owner, it frantically wagged that short, pitiful tail in an attempt to please the new owner.

  Harrogantly raised his head, Bihari looked down at the poor creature sitting slumped in the cell, and said unceremoniously.

"It's you who should pay attention to your attitude! Nihak! Standing in front of you now is the sheriff of King Gallon Port! Apart from the people of the Alliance and the law of the Alliance, Lao Tzu is the biggest here! If you don't want to suffer, give I am a man with my tail between my legs!"

   Nihak stared at the guy with wide eyes.

   "Are you crazy? You don't have to worry about me finding you after I go out!"

  Hearing this sentence, Bihari laughed out loud.

"Haha, even if I treat you better, will you be lenient to me after you go out? Even if you are willing, will others be willing? Besides, whether you can go out here depends on the mood of the adults Woolen cloth."

   Paused, he continued.

   "And they promised me that I would be the sheriff of the empire. Let's face it, the empire is finished! Hahaha!"

   Ignoring Governor Nihak's murderous gaze, Bihari laughed loudly and swaggered out of the prison, leaving only two dog legs standing at the door.

   "The bastard!"

  Nihak threw himself on the fence door of the cell, holding the railing tightly with both hands, and yelled loudly at the guard at the door.

   "Let me out! You guys who are crawling around, do you know who I am? I am the governor here! The governor of King Gallon Port! The governor appointed by His Majesty the Emperor himself!"

  The two guards stood there motionless as if they hadn't heard.

   "Stop barking, it's useless, do you think they care about you?" A sigh came from the opposite side of the cell, interrupting the barking of a dog.

  Nihak panted heavily, only then did he notice that there was a person lying in the opposite cell, and he was also an acquaintance.

   His pupils shrank slightly, and he said in a trembling voice.

   "Dirang..."

   "Long time no see, Mr. Governor." Looking at the wide-eyed Nihak, Dirang smiled self-deprecatingly and greeted him.

  Nihak's Adam's Apple moved, and he struggled to squeeze out a sentence from his throat.

   "What the **** happened? Aren't you supposed to be in Chip Harbor? Why are you here?"

   "What happened... Hehe, I still want to know," Di Rang looked at the one-meter sunlight that leaked through the barred window with a complicated expression, feeling that the past few days were like a dream.

Originally, he and his subordinates were supposed to be eating fruit on the beach of Chip Harbor with the sea breeze blowing, and having fun with the traitors of the empire, but he didn't expect that the mutants and The alliance took turns hitting the head with a rattling hammer, and now it was even thrown into a cell in King Gallon Port.

   This is the most outrageous.

  He never thought that he would be imprisoned here, thinking that at most he would be sent to Dawn City as a bargaining chip to become the Duke of Nangarava.

  The alliance not only wanted to arrest people on their land, but even tried them on their land. This humiliation even made him feel that he might as well die.

   "How many people did they come..." Nihak looked at him nervously and asked this sentence.

  Di Rang stopped talking casually.

   "It's estimated to be less than a thousand. I saw about five or six hundred."

  Nihak heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and even a faint mirth flashed across his face.

"It's only five or six hundred...they won't last long! The city defense force of Port Jingalun has a full 2,000 people, and there are nearly 10,000 reserves available. After the incident a month ago, I bought artillery specially, Abinan The general will teach them a profound lesson!"

  Looking at the fantasizing guy, Di Rang curled his lips in a self-deprecating manner.

   "Don't think about it, those guys are not their opponents."

  The expression on Nihak's face froze, and he said with a dry smile.

   "Mr. Dirang, are you too pessimistic, no matter how you say they only have five or six hundred people..."

   "Do you know how many people captured us?"

   Before the governor opened his mouth to guess, Dirang seemed to know that he would not be able to guess, and continued to ask and answer by himself.

   "Thirty... The ones who captured us were thirty people. This is what I found out later. Those people were not even their elite."

   At least two hundred people went ashore at the time, but they were beaten by the guys on the shore without even a chance to fight back.

   What made him collapse even more was yet to come.

  The group of mutants who killed them were slaughtered like chickens in front of another group of guys who were armed to the teeth.

  The two sides are not opponents of the same level at all.

  From the very beginning, they shouldn't have provoked this monster, and they shouldn't have gone in to join in the fun when this monster was fighting with another beast.

  After listening to Di Rang's statement, a trace of despair appeared on Nihak's face, and his voice could not help but tremble.

   "Don't we have no chance at all?"

"have no idea."

  Dirang shook his head, sighed and continued.

   "Perhaps the great His Majesty can come up with a brilliant idea, but you and I who are squatting here have nothing to do now."

  The gray wolf army stationed on the banks of the Yongliu River may be able to save them.

   But the problem now is that only His Majesty the Emperor can command those troops, and His Majesty the Emperor may not even know what happened now.

   Just as Governor Nihak and Dirang were choking silently in front of the bars, a group of people were crowded in darkness in front of the isolation zone in the port area.

   Some of them are merchants from King Gallon Port, some from other places, and some are the owners, captains and sailors of the cargo ships on the wharf.

  Last night, the owner here was still His Majesty the Emperor. As a result, the double-knife flag hanging in the port was torn down at dawn, and a new one was not replaced.

  Most of their wealth is parked on the pier.

   Looking anxiously at the group of soldiers armed to the teeth, all of them are waiting for an explanation...

  (end of this chapter)