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The war came as scheduled.

Outside the military outpost, the rocket launcher position was filled with white smoke, and accompanied by the dazzling flames, rockets rushed away.

"Direct hit, cover unit 14, confirm the kill. Correct coordinates (114,), barrage coverage, complete."

"Received, three guns opened fire."

“…”

Standing in the command room, the holographic map collected by Aurora-20 feedbacks the real-life battlefield situation in front of Jiang Chen.

The vanguard of the mutant, who had arrived five kilometers away from the water plant, was beaten to find the North under the assault of the NAC rocket covered with exoskeleton soldiers.

However, these mutants are born without understanding what fear is.

The air strikes by NAC on the FeV virus production base obviously angered these mutants.

The Gru tribe once again mobilized a corps force, a total of 5,000 people, equipped with towing artillery, empty cannons, and pickup trucks modified with steel shells and car-mounted machine guns, and rushed towards the NAC's outpost.

The advance force included the most powerful warriors of the Gru tribe, including lead-formed mutants with power hammers, machine gunners in steel plate armor, and mutant dogs with nuclear bombs tied on their backs.

However, the complete destruction of the vanguard forces made the mutant commander calmer. He did not call the soldiers to rush forward in a swarm. Instead, he formed a loose formation based on the city terrain and sent slaves and mutant supervisors to launch several tentative attacks on the NAC outpost, but all returned in vain.

For some reason, NAC did not show all its strength from the beginning, so that it gave the mutant commander the illusion that both sides were equally strong.

However, the empire did not have this illusion. The unmutated brain of humans is obviously much smarter than mutants.

The Empire also mobilized two corpses, a total of 10,000 troops, and deployed along the suburbs of Hongcheng. This is almost half of the Empire's family, and this is the first time such a large-scale military operation has been in Hongcheng.

However, compared to the mutant's brainless and reckless advancement, the imperial soldiers should be more cautious and cunning.

They built fortifications on the edge of the suburbs, reinforced abandoned buildings with steel bars, dug trenches to divide the battlefield, and connected the buildings with land holes.

It has to be said that this tactic is very effective in dealing with heavy firepower, and is also very suitable for the combat style of scattered soldiers and brave men like plunderers.

From the beginning, they showed a stance of defending themselves.

However, Jiang Chen didn't care about the empire's actions. From the beginning, he did not intend to use firepower to suppress the empire.

The cost of a "Fireball-1" is 100 credit points. According to the exchange rate of the sixth block, it is converted into a sub-crystal of about 500 points. More than 2,000 rockets were thrown out, which looked like fireworks, but in fact they were spilling money.

There is no need to burn money like this for the empire.

If you want to knock down this building, you only need to think about the floor tiles that are being stepped on by them and you don’t need to fight to the death with those mobs.

...

In the tavern in the imperial capital, there are rare bottles of good wine on the rotten wooden table.

The two sat opposite each other and drank open.

"I think adding the population base to the word power is a hooligan." After drinking, the mercenary wearing a fur hat also became bigger. Under Zhao Dongbao's intentional guidance, he began to speak nonsense without hesitation.

On the seventh day after arriving in the imperial capital, Zhao Dongbao found the mercenary who brought him in again and expressed his intention to invite him to drink.

Wine is a good thing that can anesthetize tense nerves, and no one in the wasteland doesn't like it.

At the wine table, Zhao Dongbao also successfully found out his name and background.

Xiaohu. A mercenary active between Hongcheng and Wu City basically lives with a caravan on both sides, living a miserable life with wine and drunkenness today.

This kind of person is much smarter, but has no brains. It is very convenient to use.

"Oh?" Zhao Dongbao took a sip of the wine in his glass and looked at him with a smile, "Your insight is unique."

He was praised a little flutteringly. Xiao Hu grinned and said, "The people here are a bit strange. Many rookies who have come here for the first time don't understand the situation. Why are mutants willing to live in harmony with humans."

The smile on Zhao Dongbao's face became stronger and he said softly, "I hope to hear it carefully."

After saying that, he waved to the bartender beside him and signaled him to have another two more drinks.

"You can find that except for the poor people in the slums, the people here live a good life. But people are not happy... Of course, I mean the people who live here, not the homeless people like me who are looking for fun everywhere."

As he said that, a mysterious silly smile appeared on Xiao Hu's drunken face, and he approached Zhao Dongbao, "Do you want to know why?"

"Of course." Zhao Dongbao said with a smile.

"They pursue a strange set of equality standards. That is, a small number of people gain more privileges, while a majority of humans gain less power, which they call fairness... fairness based on ethnic groups."

"I'm surprised... Isn't the emperor a human?"

"It's the one who cuts the cake, not the one who sets the cake." Xiao Hu burped, then poured a glass of it again, and said without any hesitation, "The emperor was chosen from the Senate. Can you expect them to eat cake? Don't dream. Even if the gymnasium collapsed and the mutants killed a few humans, they were as big as fish and meat... Thanks to the caravan of NAC, they could not afford to eat it even if they had money."

In public, the bartender and the people around him had already turned their attention. Many fearful people had already stood up and left to sit. At this time, a mutant who had just returned from hunting sat on the empty seat at the adjacent table and ordered a bottle of inferior wine to the bartender.

Zhao Dongbao, who was sitting opposite him, laughed out loud, glanced at the stupid mutant quietly, shook his head and said, "We won't talk about the emperor. I want to hear your evaluation of those... yes, privileged people."

"No comment. Those lazy beasts can't do anything except raise some slave-type mutant fruits that they dare not resist. I heard that the fev virus will make the brain muddy? Hehe, it's not their fault. There are also the elders of the Gru tribe, hehe? Will anyone worship cancer patients with tumors on their backs as gods?"

Bang!

A loud slap interrupted him and flew backwards out the door with a few white teeth.

At some point, Zhao Dongbao, who was sitting opposite him, had disappeared.

Xiao Hu was whining at the wine bottle, and his voice became louder and louder and louder, and the mutant man was heard in the ears of the mutant man. The man named Andilai immediately slapped the table and stood up. He shook his hand and slapped him in the head.

After touching the cold concrete floor behind him, Xiao Hu's wine woke up immediately and barely raised his body from the ground. His bruised and swollen face immediately crawled with fear.

The elder is the supreme leader of the mutant and the god in the minds of every mutant of the Gru tribe.

Not to mention insults, even if you talk about it in public, you will be regarded as disrespectful by mutants.

"No, no, me. I'm just drunk..."

Xiaohu, who was lying on the ground, had no time to treat the wound. While moving backing on the street, he looked at the strong mutant man walking towards him with trembling.

Not to mention that he didn't carry a gun on his body, even if he brought it, he would not dare to shoot at the mutants here. The mutant killed him for a few days at most, and if he killed the mutants, he would be used as a slave to the mutants.

This is even more terrible than the death penalty.

Andylai smiled grimly, clenched his fists and stepped out of the hotel threshold, and walked towards the human lying on the ground.

In front of everyone, the mutant stepped on the mercenary in one step, swung his fist and beat the mercenary in the face.

Xiaohu seemed to hear the sound of a broken nose bone, but his head was knocked out and could not even scream.

After a few punches, the flesh was reached, and the blood stained with the dark green fist.

"Stop fighting, he's almost dead." Someone whispered, but when he met the fierce gaze, he immediately withdrew his gaze.

"Those who dare to disrespect the elders are disrespectful to the Gru tribe! Anyone who disrespects the Gru tribe will die!" Bathed with hatred and timid eyes, Andilai rode on Xiao Hu, grinning wildly, and waving his thick fists.

"Aoao!" The mutant people applauded and cheered the warrior.

Perhaps they did not really respect the elder, they just instinctively longed for violence and killing. And the fearful look of people facing their eyes further fueled their extremes.

The guards walked towards Andylai, but Andylai was not afraid.

Even if he beat this man to death here in the street, he would have been in prison for a while, and no jailer dared to treat him unfairly. Perhaps it would not take long. The centurion of the Gru tribe would negotiate with the bureaucrats of the empire to let them release them.

Amber pupils swept through the crowd, and he bared his teeth with his mighty power, opening and closing his ugly mouth.

"coward!"

Until the miserable mercenary stopped breathing completely, no one stepped forward to stop his atrocities.

But at this moment, his expression solidified on his face.

His gaze met a gun hidden in the crowd.

There is also a smile that belongs to humans.

Bang!

The gunshots rang out, overshadowing the noise of the market.

In an instant, a harsh scream rang out.

"Murdered!"

Andylai fell in a pool of blood, his wide eyes filled with disbelief. He could not believe even if he died. He would die in the empire, and it was the capital of the empire.

The guards looked around at a loss, trying to find out where the shot was, but facing the vast crowd, they were futile. The angry mutants pushed and beat the innocent people, trying to find the murderer who shot.

With the chaotic crowd, Zhao Dongbao has disappeared from the corner of the market.

The dead Andylai would never know that his death had laid the root of the collapse of this empire.

And the same scene is happening in every corner of the empire.
Chapter completed!