Alien Arms Empire.

Chapter 447 Chapter 447
The dark night sky is covered with bright stars, like a black curtain inlaid with dense gems.

And on this huge black curtain, the brightest and dazzling thing is still the bright moon.The moonlight sprinkled on the sea surface, reflecting the undulating waves, and the surrounding silence set off the sound of the sea water very clearly.

In such an environment, sitting on a small wooden boat and paddling the oars is not very romantic.

In other words, in such an environment, rowing on a scary sea is a very scary experience.

You will feel the fear of the unknown surging under the deep feet and in the invisible sea. That feeling will swallow you and make you full of fear of this unknown.

It's just that, although the suffocating fear permeated the sea, people's muscles couldn't stop trembling.Although the cold sea breeze is still constantly shuttling back and forth, it seems that warm hands are brushing over every inch of human skin.The rowers were still repeating their movements mechanically.

He is an old fisherman. Although he knew that it is not a good thing to sail a boat at such a time, he still did it resolutely.

In his view, this may be the only way out for him and everyone he knows.He kept shaking his oars, and sitting on the bow was a man covered with canvas whose face could not be seen clearly.

On their route, there is a black shadow that looks like a huge monster. The black shadow is getting closer and closer, and the outline can already be seen by the moonlight.

In the end, the outline became bigger and bigger, and the ends of the two ends could no longer be seen. The boat crashed into the sea sand and ran aground. The old fisherman jumped out of the boat and pushed the boat to the shore with great difficulty.

There were still some wood used to fix the goods and the cut ropes left on the beach. A crab seemed to feel threatened, and quickly crawled into the crevice of the reef, never to be seen again.

"Grandpa..." The man who had been covering himself with a tattered canvas suddenly opened his mouth and called out timidly.

"Hush! Don't make a sound!" The old fisherman helped the thin figure on the boat out of the boat, and before he could continue to say anything, a glimmer of light seemed to drift in the distance.

Soon, several people with torches passed by along the simple paved road, talking and laughing along the way, and seemed to be talking about some very happy things.

The old man held down the head of his granddaughter beside him, motioning her not to speak, and waited until the light went away before looking back at the boat he dragged to the beach.

Seemingly reluctant, the old man looked at the boat for a while, and finally moved his eyes away.He pulled his granddaughter, one step deep and one shallow step across the bushes, and walked onto the road that was not smooth.

This road is full of ruts, and it has been overused at first glance. There are still lights not far from here. The old fisherman took his granddaughter and touched the lights.

The presence of villages here is a testament to the prosperity of the place - there are not many such lively places on the island where they lived before.

The two walked hand in hand along the road to the vicinity of the light, only then did the old fisherman realize that what they had found was not a village, but a camp.

The scale of the camp is very large, and it is almost full of tents as far as the eye can see.There are fires burning in some places, and people can be seen walking around from time to time.

Those fire lights didn't seem to be arranged to illuminate the camp, but were arranged in a spectacular line, extending into the distance.

From the light of the fire and the light of the moon, the old fisherman could probably see that it was a wider road.These people seem to be building a road, a very big road.

"Grandpa... I'm hungry." The little girl was held in the arms of the old fisherman, and she said in a low voice.

"Don't worry...children, don't worry. We will have something to eat soon." The old fisherman comforted his granddaughter, licked his dry lips, gritted his teeth and led her away to the camp where the fire was shining past.

When he got closer, he brushed aside the weeds, and the old fisherman walked to a tent.There was a lot of snoring inside, and there was a disgusting smell of sweat around the tent.

Only then did the old fisherman see that not only inside the tent, but also outside the tent there were many people sleeping on the ground like this, obviously the living conditions here were not very good.

Some people leaned against the edge of the tent and snored, and some turned over on other people's legs. In order to drive away mosquitoes, crisp applause could be heard from time to time.

"Who!?" Just when the old fisherman was about to step forward again, a yell came from behind, which startled him.

When he turned around, the old fisherman was frightened to death in an instant. He couldn't help but clenched his granddaughter's hand, which made the little girl cry out in pain.

Because, the old man saw that standing in front of him were two Mirage soldiers with long knives. They were wearing Mirage military uniforms, but they were a little tattered.

He wanted to turn around and run away, but when he turned around, he saw that the person beside the tent who was sleeping had also stood up angrily, and complained cursingly: "What's the matter... What's going on?"

Those who sat up were all goblins!

It's over!I actually broke into the territory of the mirage people, and it was completely over!
I heard people say before that the mirage people were beaten away, and someone here distributed food, and he decided to come here to try his luck if he couldn't survive, but who would have thought that there would be mirage soldiers here.

Rumors are really deceiving people!The old fisherman held his granddaughter tightly, seeing more and more mirage goblins getting up around him, he was about to cry.

He knew that he couldn't run away, and he knew that he was probably going to die here today.

Who knew that the mirage goblin holding a long knife on the opposite side was even more flustered than him when he saw his face clearly, the tip of the knife trembled, and his voice trembled: "Come here! There are two, there are Two humans!"

At first, the two sentry guards thought it was another bastard who was not afraid of death trying to escape, but they turned out to be two civilians.

So the two guards were even more incoherent, because they couldn't figure out why humans would come here in the middle of the night.

Confused and flustered, a goblin guard boldly asked: "I, I say, you, where did you come from? What are you doing here?"

When he was questioning, some goblins had already rushed to the camp in the middle to report the news.They are all slaves who come to build roads, even if they are foremen and sentries, they have no right to deal with the "Tang people".

So, after a stalemate for a while, when the old fisherman realized that he might not die today, two soldiers with submachine guns on their backs came over with lanterns.

"What's going on?" A soldier from Datang Group's security force asked the goblin sentinel in a long tone.He glanced at the old mirage uniform on the goblin, his eyes were full of disgust and disgust.

There is no way, there is really no extra capacity and clothes for these goblins to wear, so they can only wear the original military uniforms to distinguish their identities, and make do with it.

"My lord, we saw a suspicious figure, so we came over and took a look, we saw the two of them..." A goblin sentry answered quickly, as if he saw his father in awe.

The old fisherman finally understood that these goblins were not soldiers from Mirage Kingdom, but subordinates of the strangers in front of him.

"Do you have an ID card?" Shining a lantern on the old man in front of him, the human soldier in charge of guarding these goblin slaves narrowed his eyes and asked.

Ever since they saw the Kirov airship, and since they witnessed the spectacular sight of artillery fire destroying the city wall, the goblins rarely committed acts of rebellion.

After executing some idiots who fled into the deep mountains, the remaining goblins began to work honestly, fighting for a full meal a day.

They spontaneously elected a foreman, and spontaneously formed sentries to maintain order and stand guard, and managed themselves with a clear division of labor.

These people are all under the control of Mirage Wuxiong, and they are vicious if they attack their own people. If they delay the construction period, the goblins will kill others and make an example of others. Instead, the supervisory team of Datang Group has nothing to do.

Therefore, as the number of detainees decreases, it is often seen that two or three soldiers of the Datang Group are escorting more than 3000 goblin slaves to build roads.

"Body, ID card?" Of course the old fisherman didn't have an ID card. He just climbed onto the beach of Dongwan Island about an hour ago. Where did he get his ID card?

"Heh! Smuggling?" Seeing the old man's expression, another soldier with a Thomson submachine gun on his back was delighted: "It's so courageous, I sent it to my door as soon as I landed... If this is discovered by the patrol team, Maybe he just opened fire and killed him."

"That's right." The soldier carrying the lantern agreed, "Report to the company tomorrow morning. You have to report there anyway."

"Please! My granddaughter has been hungry for two days! Give us something to eat!" The old fisherman didn't bother to understand what the two people in front of him said. Just knelt down.

This kneeling startled the two soldiers of the security forces of the Datang Group, and for a while they didn't even understand what kind of tricks the old man was doing.

"Hey, I said... don't do this!" A soldier didn't dare to go up to help, because according to safety regulations, it is not allowed to approach unidentified targets without knowing the safety situation.

There were only two of them, if they went up to help, and the other party hid some weapon and violently attacked, they might suffer a disadvantage.So he stood where he was and shouted, "Don't get excited!"

"There is something to eat! But you get up first!" Another soldier almost put his submachine gun in his hand, and while taking out a piece of bread from his pocket, he began to persuade: "I have something to say! Bread! I have some bread here. bread!"

"Gudu..." Behind him, he saw the goblin of the bread, and there was a sound of swallowing.
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Still owe 4 more...

(End of this chapter)