MTL - Age of Collapse-Chapter 28 Personal will

In the face of the woman's screaming and screaming and kicking, Arnold stood up like a meteorite, but looked down at the woman who was crying and said: "I'm sorry."

"You are a beast! Demon! Viper! My son was secretly out of the city by your confusion, you gave it back to me! Return it to me!" The woman cried and broke, but still clutched Nuo’s clothes shouted hoarsely. “He just got twenty! I bought him a house and found the best teacher. I wanted to let him study with ease. After that, I went to the Marquis to live a good life! After we worked It is to be a talent! You are a beast, are you swearing at us, and you want to ruin him! You talk!!"

In addition to the first sentence, Arno was sorry, and he kept silent afterwards because he knew that all explanations were in vain. Although he did not confuse Lin Geng out of the city, Lin Geng was born after he heard his deeds. Plus, he really didn't protect Lin Geng, so no matter how the woman accused him of hitting him, he would not give up, and would not fight back.

Seeing that Arno was caught in the blood, the soldiers on the patrol could not stand it. They took the woman and said goodbye: "Your child is a sacrifice for the empire. He is a hero. I believe he will pay attention. ”

"I don't want any hero!" The woman almost cried and fainted, struggling and shouting, "I just want my son to be safe, what country, let those who want to die not die! And you soldiers, usually What to eat! We pay taxes and raise you, you can’t die for the country!”

The two soldiers were stunned, but they did not say a word. In this era, the soldiers are discriminated against, because the war that collapsed in the first year is too fierce, and the Imperial Army is almost dead and wounded to protect civilians. Seventy percent, most of the most capable generals died in that year, so they will humiliately accept the terms of the Federal Heavy Industry Corps after the collapse of the three-year War of the Patriotic War, allowing their armored units. Stationed in the "common area."

The continuous war has already killed the industry and production line of the Red Blood Empire. The hawks’ generals have been covered by snow, the doves have been in power, and the diplomacy has been soft and weak. The big policy is to recuperate and retreat, so it’s very weak.

Of course, there are also some soldiers in the Red Blood Empire who will form a small team. Like other evolvers, they will go to the cube to accept the mission. These soldiers are generally affiliated with the hawks, but since the collapse of the first year, the hawks have long been devastated. There is no decent leader, so these soldiers are in a state of semi-death and do not have much influence.

Under this general policy, the main task of the military is to stick to the city, maintain law and order, and help the city operate. There are very few out of town. In fact, for now, this should be the safest practice in the last days, but this practice is often It is impossible to get the understanding of the civilians. In their impression, the soldiers should go to the battlefield heroically and die to death, instead of shrinking into the city like a weak turtle.

But are the soldiers of the Red Blood Empire really weak? Nonsense! Every soldier has a **** resurrection dream. Who likes to see his country and people being shrouded in the army of other countries? But now is really not the time.

Internally, the Red Blood Empire has a loose sand. There are many places in the internal system that need to be adjusted. There is no way to learn from the previous car. It is completely a step by step to touch the stones and cross the river. How many people have broken their blood, but they have to stand up and continue to bear the burden. forward.

Externally, the mutated creatures in the territory, the federal garrisons on the eastern coast, and even the rebel forces in the northern regions are like three big mountains on the head of the Red Blood Empire. Once the top leaders make too tough measures, they will face triple pressure. If no strong will withstand the pressure, the consequences will be absolutely devastating, enough to allow the civilians to be displaced, let the soldiers flow into the river, and several generals will dare to stand on such cusps, to ensure that they turn their backs on the road. Will the building be tilted?

What's more, soldiers are not the machines of war. They are all flesh-and-blood people. They will cry and cry. The war is easy to say, but how many people will consider their feelings? Therefore, there will be many civilians like women, who say "I pay taxes to raise you, you die for me", which is full of consumerism.

Luo stunned the woman and looked at Arnold and the soldiers who did not say a word. He did not say anything. In this era, arguing is the most stupid and meaningless thing.

The world needs everyone to do their part, and some people are still fighting for the future. This is enough.

Luo wor left, he knows that Arnold’s farce will not end for a while, and he is not interested in seeing this unnutrious mess.

Not long after leaving, Luo worried suddenly felt that the clothes on his neck were wet and dampened with warm liquid. He continued to move forward and asked in a low voice: "Wake up?"

Ling sucked the small nose and rubbed his arms around his neck, and he said more tightly. "Fear."

"What are you afraid of?" Luo worry was helpless. He thought that Ling had not woke up from the fact that the survivor base was destroyed. He still stayed in the fear of slaughter. However, when he was going to speak, Ling’s words allowed He was shocked.

Ling leaned his head on Luo’s back and whispered, “I’m afraid everyone will become that woman. If everyone thinks so, the world will have no hope anymore.”

Luo worry stopped, and the red eyes revealed the shock that had never been seen before. What did the girl’s brain do? It’s been this time, and I’ve experienced the blow of the massacre. Does her heart still have such awkward feelings? She doesn't know what to compromise and give up?

For a long time, Luo Wei continued to move forward and said in a low voice: "Many yourself, don't care about others. If you think that kind of person is annoying, you should not become like that."

"Well!" Ling Xiao’s small head moved against the back of Luo’s back, like a kitten carrying his master. She suddenly poked her head and broke into a smile. “Hungry!”

"Well." Luo worry is also hungry, especially in the battle with Yang Feng, the werewolf, the sugar in the body has long been exhausted ~www.novelbuddy.com~ urgently need to replenish energy, but he just stepped out of two steps Suddenly stopped the foot.

"What's wrong?" Ling asked doubtfully.

Luo worried over his head and said faintly: "No money."

Silly: "What should I do?"

Luo worry did not care too much about the problem of money, because he never paid for food before, or grabbed a non-toxic mutant creature to roast, or attacked some unlucky ones with supplies, grab their jobs, I have always lived a life like a wolf.

Keluo suddenly thought that this was in Xiaoxiaocheng. Arnold’s commission had not yet arrived. This man also said that there are rules and laws here. Presumably, the law must stipulate the need to pay for meals, if it still depends on Grab, it is estimated that the defenders will come to him.

"Go to the market first." Luo worried looked at the wooden coordinates of the top of the head that was washed away by the rain, and walked in the direction indicated.

Twenty minutes later, Luo Wei stood in front of a street full of violent temptations. There was a sign on the street that had been rusted for a long time. It was faintly visible on the street with the words "Black Street". The street looked very chaotic. Anyone has, such as the tiger's back, the tattooed brawny, the skinny addict, the exposed street girl, the abundance of buildings, the buildings on both sides are the kind of wall off , overgrown with the old buildings of the ivy.

On both sides of the street, there are various bars with fragrant slogans. There are also many shop owners who are smoking cigarettes and selling what they are selling. From time to time, some people make big shots because of price problems, and they break their blood, though around. There are defenders stationed, but they seem to turn a blind eye to it, unless there is a large-scale fighting, otherwise they are shaking their legs, while admiring the big-breasted girl standing outside the bar, and occasionally discussing the body problem with their companions.