() Because the roads along the way were severely damaged during the war and had been left unattended for a long time, they were already in a mess, so a group of four container trucks (my landline phone was mixed in one of them) drove majestically on the road.

It took a whole day to reach the outskirts of Helsinki.

I once saw this beautiful coastal city in a travel album. My impression at that time was that it was an ancient, peaceful, clean, prosperous and neat, romantic and warm beautiful ancient Nordic city surrounded by forests.

The morale of the Confederate army had collapsed at that time, and the city's resistance did not last long. So when I first saw it with my own eyes, it still basically maintained its peace-time style, but the heavy shell craters on both sides of the road were not there yet.

The towed away mecha and tank wreckage, the constant passing of Treaty Army patrols, and the indescribable desolate atmosphere gave her a completely different feeling.

It's like a princess with shackles.

We were very close to the checkpoint of the furry bears, but Lao Lang and the others had no intention of stopping. I had to remind him that with such a large convoy of ours, there was no guarantee that we would not be subject to unpacking and inspection, so we had better avoid the road before making plans.

Good.

Before the old wolf could speak, Mikel intervened:

"Then don't even think about it. You don't know how many treaty army field troops are stationed in the suburbs, and the camps are distributed irregularly. If you encounter them, you will be in bad luck."

Hey, wouldn't it be more unlucky to hit him directly like this?

Seeing how confident these people were, I subconsciously felt that these guys must have a back-up plan, so I honestly took the back row to watch the show. Sure enough, we were arrested less than a hundred meters away from the checkpoint.

They stopped and were led by a lieutenant and two land combat mechas.

The appearance of the machine is obviously closely related to [Depp], but the whole body is painted in a bright blue and white color scheme, and the appearance looks much neater. It does not have the scary plug-in equipment of [Depp], but only has one on the hand.

A large pump-action shotgun hit its head on two smoke grenade ejection devices.

[Suppression Type Depp] is a military reproduction model of [Depp]. The fire control is reduced to the level of the first generation tank, and the armor is weakened and a low-end engine is used to reduce costs. It is mainly used to maintain security in occupied areas.

Although the performance has been greatly reduced, it is still sufficient to deal with low-intensity rebellions and civilians' brick-throwing and demonstrations. It should be noted that although the shotgun is mainly equipped with non-lethal ammunition such as rubber bullets, it can also be fired at "critical" moments.

It is an anti-personnel ammunition composed of eighty-three steel balls.

"Stop the engine, get out of the car, and check."

The lieutenant raised his loudspeaker and shouted unceremoniously.

Hubbert opened the car door and jumped out. Nonsense, of course it was him. If the old wolf got out, he would probably shoot him as soon as he saw them.

"Well, sir, we've been delayed for a long time on the way. It's almost the contract time. If we can't deliver it in time, we will be severely fined."

This old mountain bandit even made a coy expression like a country girl. I felt a chill all over my body. Is there any mistake? The solution is to ask this guy to pretend to be young?

"Huh, who are you lying to? I'm not late in the morning and I'm late in the evening. But I'm late for the inspection. People stand over there. We have to inspect."

The lieutenant sneered, pulled out the pistol from the holster and shook it in front of Hubbert's nose in an intimidating manner. The guy actually put on a very scary expression, waved his hands repeatedly, and quickly took out a wrinkled piece of hard leather.

Hand over the documents.

"Sir, look, we have correspondence proving that there is absolutely nothing wrong with the goods."

"The bird certificates that are handed out randomly in places like this are of no use...well, wait, they seem to be of some use."

The lieutenant's tone softened obviously in the second half. With my good eyesight, I saw that there seemed to be a pile of unknown objects that looked like Mara hidden in the document... By the way, this is the right way to go.

Suddenly, the lieutenant's face changed, and he put the pistol in front of Hubbert's head, narrowing his eyes and looking at him. The two [Suppressive Depp] saw that something was wrong, and immediately fired weapons with calibers larger than a human head.

The shotgun was pointed sideways at us.

"What exactly is inside?"

the lieutenant asked in a deep voice.

Damn it, I met a good cadre who is honest and law-abiding, now I’m in trouble!

But the most powerful weapon [Garand] is now in a paralyzed state and cannot move at all. Lao Lang and the others only brought a few pistols and no anti-tank rocket launchers. If there was a fight, we would not be able to take down two of them anyway.

One mecha, even two simple version mechas.

But the people in the car were still sitting there calmly without feeling anything. Please, why don't you pretend to be nervous? It's very shameful for me to be the only one in a hurry!

Hubbert looked embarrassed, walked slowly around behind a container truck, and took out a... a potato! Damn it, what do you want to do, use this thing to plug the exhaust pipe of the mecha?

The lieutenant saw this thing and then turned it over to look at it again. A hint of "I understand the smile" appeared at the corner of his mouth. He accepted the valuable document and waved it away. Hubbard also said, "You

Got it, I got it." With a strange smile, he climbed into the car and started it, directing the convoy to drive past the two [Suppressive Depps].

"Hey, what on earth is going on?"

As soon as the car started moving, I immediately leaned over and asked Hubbert.

"Oh, it's very simple. Don't look at the upper-level officers of the Treaty Army who are trying to make money and make a lot of money. The lower-level officers are working hard. They have no position and no power. They don't even have the qualifications to make money from public funds. Just rely on that.

A small salary is only enough to support the family, so a thousand marla is about the same..."

"No, no, I mean, wasn't he uncooperative at first? Why did he accept the potatoes you took out? Is he a potato lover?"

"Of course not, look at the potatoes carefully."

Hubbert threw the potatoes to me. I groped around to check, and suddenly I found a small label under the potatoes. It turned out to be a price label, but wait, this price...

"Here, where did you get these alien potatoes? They're already selling for pork prices!"

"Otherwise, how can we show that we are speculators who make shady money? As an officer of the Treaty Army, no matter how greedy we are, we can't let a truck of dangerous goods such as arms into the city. But now, the supplies are tight just after the Helsinki War.

, it’s not a big deal to sneak in and make a fortune, so normal bribery channels can still work.”

For the first time, I learned that sending money turned out to be such a finicky and troublesome matter.

The convoy drove along the highway into the city. Every shop along the way was closed. Cars were randomly dumped on the roadside and accumulated a layer of dust. No one had driven them for an unknown period of time. The entire market was in a state of depression. It looked like it was haphazard.

Bert is absolutely right.

The leading container truck turned a corner and entered the branch road. After driving for about another kilometer, a large-scale factory building appeared in front of us. We slipped in through the back door and drove straight into a large factory.

In the warehouse, the iron door of the warehouse quickly closed as we entered.

It felt like I was being ambushed.

A skinny middle-aged man was already waiting somewhere. To be honest, I don't know why. When I saw the man's face, my first reaction was - businessman.

"Hello everyone, thank you for your hard work along the way."

"fine."

"Oh, is this the mecha that needs to be repaired?" The middle-aged man glanced at the machine body that was pulled out from the rolling belt of the carriage. "The damage is indeed quite serious. It is almost equivalent to rebuilding the machine body."

"Can it be fixed?"

I asked anxiously, but the middle-aged man did not answer me immediately, but gave me a meaningful look.

"Oh, you just destroyed that [Jacques] mecha. It's quite rare to be so young and achieve success in just your second attack. It should be said that you have the potential to be an ace."

I felt chilled when he saw me, and I quickly pulled up my clothes to avoid being exposed. I thought to myself, if you can fix it, you can fix it, but you can't. Why are you talking so much nonsense?

In the end, Lao Lang got out of the car and started talking. It seemed that he had a friendship with this person.

"The cost is already in the car. You can send someone to check and accept it."

"Of course."

I was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized the meaning of this sentence. I turned to look at Mikel and the others in surprise, but they all avoided my sight in shame. Although it was true that they did not want to make dirty money, they

The opportunity to plunder their own compatriots is transferred to others, and even if they are not directly involved in the business, they still have dirty hands.

I think there will never be an answer to this question: whether to defend the country first or the people first, and I don't think the answer is meaningful, because emotional people and rational people have their own standards.

After the handover was completed, we all changed into casual clothes and prepared to go out alternately. Before the curfew started at six o'clock, we gathered at the hotels of the "connected households" scattered in the city to deal with emergencies during the meeting, because I had to supervise the mecha.

The maintenance was in progress, so my accommodation was nearby, so I lazily put on my down jacket and canvas trousers and dragged them to the back before preparing to go out, but I was suddenly pulled by Mikel.

"Wait a minute, Brother Xiang, I need your help with something."

"Help, what help?"

I feel very strange. After losing the powerful weapon of mecha, I feel that my psychological status has plummeted. I really can't think of any tasks where I can be used.

"Oh, we are going to a dance at the Queen Maria Hotel, and we still need someone."

I almost squirted at that time.

Queen Maria Hotel? If I remember correctly, it was built over a century ago and is famous for its century-old cellar and fresh seafood. It has only received nobles and dignitaries and enjoys great popularity in Stanwell and even the world.

A super high-end five-star hotel with a high reputation.
Chapter completed!