This Game Is Too Realistic

Camp Lowell.

The heavy rain that had just ended washed the blood stains remaining in the mud into the puddles on the street. The fragrance of the mud carried a trace of blood that could not be dissipated.

But people here seem to have become accustomed to death, so much so that the blood staining the streets seems to have been shed in vain.

In front of the gate that had been blasted open by 100 artillery pieces, there was a dark circle of poor people watching the excitement.

Among them were people living on the nearby streets, slaves who had just been rescued, and the Avengers First Corps militia standing guard at the gate of the camp.

At this moment, ten militiamen were standing in the center of the crowd.

Their arms were tied with white gauze for identification, and their hands were tied behind their backs with plastic strips and they were hugging each other behind their backs. However, the expressions on their faces were different, some were angry, some were indifferent, and some were It says dissatisfaction, or anxiety and hesitation that something bad is going to happen.

Not far from them, two corpses, a man and a woman, were lying.

The man looked to be in his early thirties and the woman was in her mid-twenties, so they should be a couple. The former's abdomen was cut open with a bayonet, and the latter's forehead had a bloody hole. Both of them had obvious bruises and scars on their bodies. They seemed to have suffered a lot before they died.

Next to the two corpses, two disheveled girls were wrapped in blankets that barely covered their bodies. They were sitting huddled in the mud and shivering. Their expressionless faces were covered with tears of fear and sluggishness, and Mud-like stains.

The two of them seemed to have forgotten how to cry, and they just made sounds occasionally, like fish stranded on the shore.

Looking at the disarmed militia patrol, the corpse lying on the ground and the two girls with blankets next to the corpse, Murderous Dagger, who had just come out of the camp gate, could guess what happened with his toes, but still He looked at the four players standing next to the two girls and confirmed.

"what happened."

Shanhe Ruimeng took a step forward, put away the eyepiece of his helmet, glanced at the group of disarmed guys, and truthfully reported the situation at that time.

"...We were taking shelter from the rain near Blackwater Street when we suddenly heard a gunshot. When we came out, we saw those guys coming out of a house."

The operation is fully documented on video.

He didn't want to describe the situation too much. He could only say that these guys had done everything that the beasts couldn't do.

From the expression on the player's face, he roughly guessed what happened. Murderous Dagger looked at the militiamen with white stripes tied on their arms.

Although they couldn't understand what these iron men were talking about, those militiamen could understand the murderous look in their eyes.

The leader immediately panicked and shouted, trying to defend himself.

"That man! He's the jailer at Camp Rowell! We found the Imperial rifle and the prison guard's clothes in his house!"

"Can you prove that his gun and clothes were not picked up? And who allowed you to enter their house!" The murderous dagger stared at him, "Even if he is a jailer, even if he has done something unforgivable, What does it have to do with his family? 「

Those people had obviously unconvinced expressions on their faces, and even looked at him with a hint of incomprehension.

The leader did not speak, and the man standing next to him took a step forward.

"We went in to take shelter from the rain! And... didn't you go in too? I saw them coming out of a private house!"

As he said that, the man turned to look at the four iron men who had disarmed them, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

The murderous dagger looked at Shanhe Meng.

The latter's expression froze and he explained awkwardly.

"We did go in, but we really just went in to take shelter from the rain... and I paid the money so that the family could testify for us. No, if you don't believe it, I can turn on the action recorder. I had it on the whole time. "

Ling Chong's expression changed. Damn it?

If it were left here, wouldn't it be impossible for him to escape even if he jumped into the Yellow River?

Fortunately, Brother Shadeng didn't do that, just

He reached out and touched V twice, probably discussing with other players what to do.

Seeing that things seemed to be getting interesting, the number of people gathered around to watch the excitement gradually increased, and they all pointed and talked in this direction.

"Iron Man" and the group of slaves carrying guns started a fight in Neijiang. They were only curious about how this farce would end. There was also someone lying on the ground who seemed to know someone. Several survivors living nearby excitedly Whispering to each other in low voices.

"Abshik seems to be the jailer of Camp Lowell. I heard someone say it before, and it seems he said it himself."

"Why did I hear he was a shoe shiner?"

"Come on, that guy is just a porter and a drunkard who likes to brag. He will become His Majesty's Guards tomorrow.";

"He still has money to buy wine?!"

"Where did he get the money? Every day he squats on the dock to pick up the leftovers from the sailors. Last time I saw someone urinating a bottle for him. He picked it up and tasted it, but he drank it all. Later, he told us that the wine of the Wilantes tasted strangely sweet."

"Ha ha!"

"It's a pity that his two daughters have suffered the same fate as their father, Pei Pei."

"The face looks pretty good, but it's a little dirty."

"You must be in need of comfort after being so wronged, hehe."

At this time, a horn sounded from behind the crowd, and a wheeled off-road vehicle painted in desert color with a machine gun on the roof drove over.

The crowd moved out of the way.

The car door opened and Fang Chang jumped out of the car, ignoring the people surrounding him.

The onlookers walked straight to the murderous dagger.

"I already understand the situation, what about Lacy?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the man with a crew cut came over from the direction of the camp entrance, nodded respectfully and said.

"Sir, are you looking for me?"

His arm was wrapped with white gauze, and he carried a "Blade" assault rifle on his back. There was a scar on his cheek that had not yet scabbed, which seemed to have been left in yesterday's battle.

Fang Chang narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at him intently. "My brother asked you to restrain your subordinates. Is this the result of your restraint?"

Lacy's expression was stunned. She glanced at the corpse on the ground, then at the guys with their hands tied behind their backs, and finally looked at Fang Chang.

"I heard they were killing Imperial soldiers."

"I heard that he was killed in his own home," Fang Chang sneered, "And their bayonets were on the waistbands of their trousers?"

Lacy was slightly startled.

Then, he walked up to the ten disarmed militiamen and pointed with his chin at the two corpses and the two girls wearing blankets on the ground beside them.

"What did you do?"

Those eyes were like the eyes of a wild beast, with no trace of emotion visible. It was even impossible to figure out whether he was angry at the atrocities committed by his men or sympathizing with the plight of the two poor girls.

Stared by those eyes that seemed to suck away the soul, the tenth captain's breathing quickened, and he finally looked away.

"……I was wrong."

Lacy nodded, seeming to accept this statement, turned around and walked away for a few steps, but suddenly turned around and turned on the safety of the rifle.

The sudden change shocked everyone watching. Including the ten militiamen who were pointed at guns, they were all dumbfounded and forgot to beg for mercy for themselves.

Lacy didn't even listen to their begging for mercy. He didn't even give them time to explain their last words and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

Just hearing a sudden burst of gunfire, the ten militiamen with their hands tied were like balloons being popped, and they fell into a pool of blood in a burst of electric shock.

"ah!!"

Seeing the bloody scene, everyone onlookers screamed and backed away. The two girls who were slumped on the ground also stared at the other side as if they had lost their minds.

After emptying the rifle's magazine, Lacy threw it away

On the ground, he pulled out the pistol on his waist and stepped forward, emptying the remaining magazine at the guy who hadn't yet died.

The scene was deathly silent.

Both the militiamen standing at the gate of the camp and the players standing aside were speechless looking at this mad dog-like guy.

Fang Chang narrowed his eyes slightly and didn't know what he was thinking. He neither stopped his behavior nor praised him for being right.

Murderous Dagger stared at Lacy with wide eyes, held his breath for a moment, then suddenly stepped forward and shouted at him.

"What the hell are you doing!"

"Calm down, bro, they did something bad and now they're dead."

After being forced back a few steps by the aggressive gaze, Lacy continued speaking with no fear on her face.

"If you're still not satisfied, I can pull out a Centurion guy with them and kill them."

Murderous Dagger's eyes widened. "Are you crazy?!"

Laci looked at the yelling guy in confusion and fell silent.

After a while, a sentence suddenly popped out of his mouth.

"Isn't this enough?"

Murderous Dagger stared at this guy blankly, speechless for a moment.

In a sense, this guy solved the problem cleanly, but it seemed like nothing was solved.

But it's just as he said. Everyone was killed and their lives were lost. Isn't that enough?

The few people who died were originally slaves and had been free men for at most one day. They had nothing to compensate except their lives.

"enough."

Fang Chang suddenly spoke to break the stiff atmosphere.

Walking up to Laci, he patted the mad dog on the shoulder, patted the tense face again, and smiled to ease the atmosphere.

"It's a good killing, it should be killed, but the way it was done is too shabby. You need to set up a rule to tell your subordinates what they cannot do and what kind of punishment they will receive if they do it, instead of dragging them all out in the square. Otherwise, it will be difficult to convince the public."

Lacy led respectfully. "yes!"

That respectful and obedient look was so hard to find fault with. Fang Chang glanced at the corpse on the ground and spoke slowly.

"Take a few people and bury them."

Lacy nodded at the order, turned back, picked up the rifle and put it on his back. He shouted at the top of his voice and called several men over to carry the corpses and bury them.

These bastards...are simply too deceptive!

Jarava felt his eyes darken, the world was spinning, his shoulders fell backwards without strength, and the back of his head sank into the pillow shortly after leaving it.

When Bablu and other wolf guards saw it, they hurriedly stepped forward and snatched the newspaper out of his clutching hands.

"My lord! My lord!"

"Quick, quick artificial respiration!"

"Are you a pig! We are in the hospital! Go and call the doctor!" Niyang pushed away Bablu who was approaching him for artificial respiration and shouted at him.

The latter ran out of the door in a panic, not caring about who made the Duke faint from anger, and shouted loudly towards the corridor.

"doctor!!!"

At the same time as the doctor hurried towards the ward, a roar also rang out in the majestic hall of the royal palace in Tiandu on the west coast of Borneo.

"Asshole!"

He threw the telegram in his hand at the foot of the palace steps. Wu Tuo's face was burning with murderous rage, and his beard twitched under his breath.

The boundless power of heaven pressed down on the shoulders of the ministers, and they all crouched and shivered, not daring to make any sound.

The content in the telegram is the original copy of the "Goblin Observer", which details what happened in Golden Gallen Harbor a few days ago.

However, what made Wu Tuo angry was that the alliance troops landed at Jingallan Port a few days ago, but he, the emperor, only knew about it now!

If his mission hadn't been in Shuguang City and rushed to deliver this newspaper, I'm afraid he, the emperor, would still be kept in the dark!

Wu Tuo's heart was like a knife, and his teeth almost bled. Governor Nihak is his confidant and earns him hundreds of millions of dinars in foreign exchange every year, but now he has become a lowly member of the alliance.

not only that.

The hundreds of millions of dinars he had stored in the bank in Golden Gallen Port have now fallen into the hands of that group of robbers!

very good!

Wu Tuo gritted his teeth.

He originally only planned to teach those people a lesson, but he didn't expect that these guys were so bold and dared to put their ideas in his pocket.

Clenching his trembling fists, Wu Tuo let out an angry roar at the ministers who were prostrate under the steps.

"Send my order!"

"Starting immediately, the entire Gray Wolf Army will march to Golden Gallen Port!"

"Tell General Alaya, I don't care what method he uses! No matter how much it costs! I want those sword flags to be planted on the roof of the Governor's Palace again!"