This Game Is Too Realistic

"...Dear residents of Yongye Port, this morning, I am Yahui, the governor of Yongye Port."

"I'm very sorry to take up your precious time, but maintaining the order and peace of Yongye Port is our unshirkable responsibility. Please give me two minutes to explain the current situation we are facing..."

"About a few days ago, Captain Willoughby of the garrison approved the implementation of Project Wasp. Its purpose is to obtain the intelligence we need from Alliance spies."

"Objectively speaking, this is actually a good plan, and we are almost successful. Unfortunately, at the last moment, Kant, the key executor of the plan, was instigated by the alliance's spies, and in our settlement He concocted a tragedy that caused pain to his relatives and pleasure to his enemies."

"This is a shameful betrayal! It is not only a betrayal to the people of Weiland, but also a betrayal to Lord Shuai! I cannot blame all the problems on the evil of the alliance. I must admit that the Governor's Mansion is also responsible. Certain responsibilities.”

"Project Wasp has serious security risks, and Captain Willoughby is to blame for taking actions that disregard the lives and property of the residents of Evernight Harbor and trade. I solemnly announce here that the Governor's Palace has now relieved its garrison After being relieved of his position as Chief Commander, he will be transferred back to the Colonial Affairs Bureau of Aventur City to await his dismissal. "

"In addition, starting from tomorrow, I will also take a one-month suspension for self-reflection, and the position of Governor-General will be temporarily taken over by my deputy, Captain Amirswan..."

In addition to the punishment of the removal of Captain Willoughby and the decision to suspend the Governor, the Government House also announced a series of measures.

This includes classifying snake oil as an illegal drug, for example, prohibiting the private resale of "Sharon" distributed free of charge by the logistics office, etc.

In addition, in order to search for alliance spies hiding in Yongye Port, the garrison's blockade of the northwest city was extended to Yongye Harbor.

During the blockade period, the passenger channel of Yongye Port, the post office and other facilities will be temporarily closed. If you want to leave the settlement and go to the desert, you will also need a stamped customs clearance certificate from the Governor's Palace.

The power to issue certificates lies in the hands of the acting governor, Captain Amirswan.

not only that.

In view of the fact that during the "Radio Station Riots" incident, criminal gangsters hiding in Blackwater Lane took advantage of the fire to rob, the Government Government authorities took advantage of the situation and announced that they would launch a purge operation in Blackwater Lane, and entrusted the purge operation to the third party. A team of 40 people with 10,000 troops.

Yahui, who read from the script, did not mention the specific act of robbery by fire, but he linked it to the residents who died near the radio station, both covertly and covertly.

Perhaps it was because he was self-aware of the persuasiveness of his words. Although he denounced the thugs in Blackwater Lane, he did not dare to say how many people the thugs had killed, so he just kept it vague.

Although it was said at the beginning that it only took up two minutes, by the time Governor Yahui finally finished speaking about all the decisions of the Governor's Mansion, a full half hour had passed.

In a sense, this may also indicate that this announcement itself is a part of the art of satire.

Not a word of truth came from this guy's mouth.

And he has been lying since he said "dear".

However, although the respected Governor told a lot of lies on the radio, it is true that the Southern Army has taken action.

Just as the broadcast was broadcast, the 400,000th team that surrounded Blackwater Alley also received orders from the headquarters.

Twenty centurions from five directions, under the cover of armored vehicles, penetrated into this slum with no house number and conducted house-to-house searches.

All the people whose homes were found with weapons were thrown into Katnaud Prison, and those who could not be held in the prison were taken to the suburbs.

With the sound of gunshots, rows of corpses fell down, and trucks carrying living people entered one after another, but no living person came out.

There are many damned guys among them, but the vast majority of innocent people have become targets for venting their anger.

Thanks to the document signed by the Governor-General, the power of trial has been placed in the hands of the headquarters together with the command of the purge operation.

The young men in the 400,000-man team who were responsible for executing the order were even more furious. From their initial hesitation, they no longer even frowned.

They can still be ruthless to the compatriots, let alone these foreign races.

Just when the Weirant people in Yongye Port were hostile to the government and the garrison, the hatred of the aliens towards the Weilant people also reached an unprecedented level.

The man pictured on the wanted poster plastered all over the streets has unknowingly become the idol of countless young men in Blackwater Alley.

I heard that Morse man single-handedly singled out an entire elimination team.

And he even killed a captain!

Those Vaillant guys don't seem to be anything special.

Now it's not just the Borneo people who feel this way, these survivors from the desert are gradually starting to feel this way in their hearts...

…

Tavern in the port area.

Although a lot of things have happened in the past two days, the mood here has not been affected in any way.

After all, most of the customers drinking here are soldiers who are about to go to the front line. They obey the orders of the front line headquarters and are not subject to the rules and regulations of the Governor's Mansion.

Even because of what happened during this period, they, who had accumulated a lot of pressure, became more drinkable than usual, and the drinking mood in the entire port was even worse than usual.

Dang 䛈.

Security is another story.

In a dimly lit corner, Meta glanced at the drunken man outside the window who was clenching his fists in emotion, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I thought you were serious about this."

The Wilant man sitting opposite him smiled faintly.

"We are indeed serious, but we are more tolerant to our own compatriots. If you don't believe it, you can go to Blackwater Lane and have a look. I believe you will have a deeper understanding."

His name was Sewell, and he served as the section chief of the Equipment Management Section of the Logistics Department. It was he who trained Tony, the "informant."

Now that Peter was dead and Tony was dead, he was the only one who could possibly connect the broken threads.

Although the Minister of General Affairs did not say anything, the vacant secretary position said it all——

There is currently no suitable candidate for Minister Dickens.

Whoever can get things done beautifully and withstand all risks for the leader will be the best choice as the next secretary.

He would not miss this opportunity to soar into the sky.

In terms of governance, General Gulion is indeed no match for Dickens' Captain Ten Thousands. Although the latter made a series of promises to him, those promises are actually no different from nonsense.

If you have never done something before, how can you never do it again?

After listening to Sewell's words, Meta laughed out loud.

"You? Are you tolerant to our compatriots? Did I hear that right?"

He had seen everything that happened in the past two days, which made him look down on these hypocritical guys even more.

Valeant people first?

That was nothing more than a lie to trick the people of Velant into committing suicide.

The things that really matter do not need to be talked about like chanting sutras. These racial justices are also the ones who least care about the life and death of their own people.

On the other hand, family members who transcend racial boundaries are the ones who truly care for their own compatriots. Even not just the compatriots, they treat every family member as warm as spring, just like they treat their own children, calling them affectionately and truly caring for them.

Facing Meta's ridicule, Sewell, who was sitting opposite him, just smiled carelessly and retorted.

"You heard it right. Compared with the River Valley people who died at the hands of the survivors in the River Valley Province, and the Borneo people who died at the hands of the survivors in the Borneo Province, the Wilante people who died at the hands of the Wilante people were at most only Just a small change... Do you need me to help you recall what you have done?"

Meta narrowed her eyes.

"It's not necessary. We remember our own history much better than you. Also, don't blame us for the stupid things done by pigs like Lacy and Absek. We are different from them."

The corners of Sewell's lips curled up into a playful smile.

"Really? Then just think of it as such."

He is not here to talk nonsense with this Borneo.

But if this guy thinks about why he can sit here and talk nonsense with him, he should figure out some problems.

They even arrest people from the alliance first, let alone the identity of a mere Golden Gallon Port?

Although he does not think that his boss, Minister Dickens, is a bastard, there is no doubt about one thing - winning the current war is the unanimous interest of all parties within the Southern Army. At most, it is about the way to win and personal interests. There are certain differences.

If Shah Rukh was really smarter than Rasi and Absaek, Minister Dickens would never have made this money.

After all, if that were the case, General Gulion would never just give a warning. Bombers and ground troops would have already called for him.

No matter how many mountains there are in Snake State, they are no better than the three northern states that connect the Zhuobar Mountains and are dotted with tropical forests. The harder the bones, the harder it is to gnaw.

In other words, Captain Dickens and General Gulion agree on the fact that Shah Rukh is a fool who is a strong man.

Of course, Snake State is not without capable people.

For example, Gopal, the former staff officer of the Gray Wolf Army, a subordinate of the Empire's "God of War" Alaya, and the current commander of the border army in the Snake State Theater, is one of these ruthless people.

But that's another story.

"Mr. Meta, let's talk about the things we want to do."

Seeing Sewell becoming serious, Meta's expression also became serious.

"You said."

Picking up the cup and taking a sip of ice water, Serwell continued speaking slowly.

"Tony and your conditions remain the same, but illegal items will be much more expensive than legal items. You have to give us a 20% discount on the original supply price."

Meta whispered.

"I can't do this. I will report it to my superior. Is there anything else?"

Sewell, who put down his water glass, continued slowly.

"Also, Tony is dead, and we need our partners to be responsible for sales. With the current situation in Blackwater Lane, it is difficult for us to cooperate with the local aliens, and they may not trust us."

Meta's eyes flashed with excitement, but he hid it carefully.

"Are you going to give it to us?"

Sewell smiled meaningfully, took out a public bidding document from his arms and threw it in front of him.

Looking at Meta who reached out to take the document, he continued speaking concisely.

"We plan to renovate Blackwater Alley. All the projects combined will require about 10,000 to 20,000 laborers. Since a violent organization will definitely be hatched, why not let this organization be under our control? What do you think?"

"Leave the matter to me," Meta carefully accepted the document, looked at Serwell and continued seriously, "By the way, where is the customs? What did Kuruan say? I need to come and talk to him. Contact?"

He was just being polite, but he actually wanted to hear the answer "no need". After all, he really didn't want to fight with the Weirant people.

However, the other party's answer exceeded his expectations.

"He quit."

"Quited?" Meta opened his eyes in surprise, disbelief written on his face.

Sewell's expression was a little complicated, as if he didn't want to mention this matter.

"...Yes, to be precise, he resigned and plans to leave Yongye Port forever to be with his friends."

Meta's Adam's apple moved.

"Where to go?"

Sewell shrugged.

"Who knows, the port has been closed recently, and there are no flights... Actually, I'm even more curious about how he plans to leave here."

"This guy knows what happened between us, is it really wrong to let him go?" Meta lowered his voice, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes, "If it's not convenient for you to do it, I can-"

"Mr. Meta, you are a smart person. This is not Xilan. Please remember not to be too smart, otherwise you will die one day without knowing why."

Serwell took out a cigarette, struck a match and lit it.

Looking at the stunned eyes through the swirling smoke, he placed the matchbox in his hand on the table, gently pushed it down in front of Meta, and continued in a non-joking tone.

"Peter messed up. He deserves to die. As you have seen, this matter is not over yet. We will still avenge him."

"It's just one aspect that he is from Weiland, but more importantly, you and I will retire one day... so don't do things too badly."

"He left and didn't apologize to anyone. That's the end of it."

…

Kant died in the early hours of the first weekend of August.

Due to the legion's blockade of the northwest city, people have never seen his body or his face.

And within less than three days after his death, his name appeared in the streets and alleys of Yongye Port.

The veterans stranded in Yongye Port and all the Japanese who sympathized with him left his name on the wall in the form of graffiti.

He is a real hero.

Even if he dies, he will live forever in the hearts of the residents of Evernight Harbor.

The Yongye Port authorities and the lackeys of the garrison cleaned the walls over and over again, but these graffiti and words were repainted over and over again, and continued to spread outside the northwest city area, even to Spread in unexpected ways.

For example, use music that is more shocking to the soul as a carrier.

Not all Weirant people are guys with muscles and brains. They also have their own artistic cells and humanistic spirit, otherwise they would not have evolved from a group of cannon fodder into a united nation.

It is worth mentioning that the glorious revolution a century and a half ago also seemed to have started with the death of a Wilante man.

The dawn of Lida always appears when the night is extremely dark, but I don't know if they still need a foreigner to save them this time.

The blocked northwest city area is adjacent to Street 3 of the broadcasting station.

Carver looked at the ugly words on the wall and felt like a light was on his back.

In fact, he was more confused than feeling offended.

He thought he was the pride of the Weiland people.

And more and more compatriots regard them as a shame.

"How much money did these idiots get? It's such an embarrassing thing." The gunner cursed, took off the gray spray paint hanging from his waist, and wiped away the insulting slogan. went.

The commander looked around, lit a cigarette and put it in his mouth.

"You're wasting your energy, there's psoriasis everywhere... I bet as soon as we get out of here someone's going to have new ones on our backs."

The correspondent whistled and teased.

"The people at the headquarters are not very smart. I would say they should give us a brightly colored spray gun."

The commander grinned.

"It's useless. Even if you paint it black, they can still write it in Qi."

After finishing his work, the gunner inserted the spray gun back into his waist and cursed.

"Then let's pretend to leave and then come back... I want to see which brat is against us."

"Then you have seen it. At least half of the people in the entire settlement are unhappy with us." The driver smiled faintly and glanced at the closed curtained windows. "I bet there are at least ten pairs of eyes watching. Follow us..."

"I'm glad it's not a gunpoint behind the curtain. At least things haven't gone bad yet. I don't want to fight with my own people."

Carver didn't say a word, listening to the arguments of his teammates in silence, but he was thinking about other things.

He was thinking about his tractor.

Somehow, he suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with farming, at least on his farm you would never encounter so many bad things.

He had never been so homesick.

Maybe he wasn't homesick, but just wanted to escape from a place that made him doubt his faith...

…

The northwest urban area of ​​Yongye Port is full of soldiers patrolling with guns, and Carver's team is just an inconspicuous one among them.

And just when the queue at the city boundary formed a long queue, the pier of Yongye Port was also crowded with people.

Among them were large families, newlyweds, and single young people.

Their professions, classes, and social statuses are all different, and all of them, without exception, are carrying large and small bags, as if they plan to leave and never come back.

A similar thing happened once eight months ago.

It’s just that this time is different from the past. The Weirant people in Evernight Port did not leave the colony to reunite with their families, but because a series of measures taken by the authorities made them feel uneasy, and at the same time they completely lost their confidence in the Southern Legion. .

It is worth mentioning that, except for the soldiers and officers who are in the establishment and need to obey the orders of their superiors, the Weirant people who do not hold positions within the legion system can move freely within the territory of the legion. This is something that the marshal has long ago Empower them.

However, due to the executive order signed by the Governor overnight before classes ended, all passenger flights at the port have been cancelled.

Looking at the crowd blocking the terminal, the manager of the Passenger Transport Bureau was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and shouted loudly to the crowd stopped by the security personnel.

"Everyone, please go back. There are no flights leaving here recently. When they resume one day, there will be a broadcast to notify you."

A man carrying a suitcase pointed at the passenger ship docked at the pier and shouted angrily.

"Why can those boats leave?"

The management staff of the Passenger Transport Bureau shouted with their heads down.

"Those ships transport supplies! They are going back to the east soon. Do you plan to go with them? Then you can ask the captain! As long as you don't regret it!"

When he heard that it was a boat going to the east, the man immediately shut up and stopped talking.

East side...

That's wasteland.

Even if the actions of the Evernight Harbor authorities were shameful, he would not go to the wasteland to face the Death Claws that eat people without spitting out bones just to get rid of those hypocritical guys.

Facing the envious eyes on the shore, Arman felt half ashamed and half glad.

Needless to say, what he was ashamed of was that before he came here, he was worried that the Yongye Port authorities would requisition his fleet, so he asked the Logistics Office for a document approving departure from the port.

Although his worries were unnecessary, the Yongye Port authorities did not lack ships to transport supplies, and there was no need to requisition the passenger ships he had. No one thought about the series of things that would happen later.

In short, thanks to the certificate issued to him by the Frontline Logistics Office, he did not have to pay attention to the administrative order signed by the Governor of Yongye Port and could leave the freight channel unimpeded.

However, the people from the Port Passenger Transport Bureau also told him that after leaving the port, he was not allowed to come back until the blockade was over.

As for when it will end, you need to check at the post offices or port passenger transport bureaus in other colonies.

In addition to Arman and his family, there were also some passengers on the boat who didn't choose their destination.

Most of them are residents of the northwest urban area.

For most residents of Evernight Harbor, Governor Yahui and Captain Willoughby are at best hypocritical villains. To them, those people are not only villains, but also murderers!

Many of them had their relatives and friends die that night, but they had to wait for a long time without being able to wait for the next step.

Rather than facing those guys who hide their knives in their smiles, they would rather face the alien species and predators that eat people without spitting out bones - even though Arman told them that it was not that exaggerated, and there were indeed more alien species in the eastern provinces than in the western provinces. , it will not be more dangerous than the great desert.

It is worth mentioning that although most of the passengers who fled were not wealthy, there were also a few extremely rich guys.

For example, a guy named Feili is a local jeweler in Yongye Port, and it is said that his business is quite large.

It was said that both of his sons died that night, which made him and his wife completely disheartened by the group of guys who betrayed the marshal.

When he left this time, he not only took all his belongings with him, but also took out 200 million dinars and 8 million silver coins from the bank in Yongye Port and loaded them on the ship.

Arman is considered a man who has seen the world, but this is the first time he has seen so many golden dinars piled in front of him.

Even if you don't count other belongings, those gold coins alone weigh a thousand tons!

It’s a shame that the bankers in Yongye Port can get it!

In order to transport these properties, the guy not only hired two teams of security guards, but also rented a separate ship from Arman's fleet.

For the sake of his compatriots and the Silver Moon Goddess, Arman did not have the greed to take advantage of the fire, and just signed the transportation contract at 120% of the market price.

This was actually proposed by the other party.

After all, these are extraordinary times, and the increase in price can be considered as buying peace of mind. Arman saw that he had thought about it carefully, so he happily accepted it.

However, the passenger who surprised him the most was not the jeweler named Philip, but a lame customs officer.

The fleet sounded the whistle and left the port under the watch of everyone.

Looking at Kuruan standing next to him, Arman said in a rather surprised tone.

"...I didn't expect you to get on my boat."

"Don't talk about you, I haven't thought about it myself. I still remember that I was a centurion." Kuruan smiled at himself and said with a complicated expression.

The Legion is hopeless.

Even if they conquered a thousand worlds, ten thousand worlds, the situation of the Vaillant people would not change in any way.

They will systematically produce borers, and those borers will control them like wireworms, systematically creating enemies for them and sucking their flesh and blood.

The marshal broke the chains imposed on them by the War Construction Committee, but they ultimately had to face their own shackles.

Without liberating the survivors oppressed by the Wealands, the Wealands will not be finally liberated.

"...By the way, will the Alliance arrest me?"

After all, it wasn't long ago that they threw a bunch of Alliance blue gophers into prison.

Arman said with a smile upon hearing this.

"I don't think they are so cautious. If they do, I will definitely find a way to fish you out..."

After a pause, he said again in a serious tone.

"Of course, if you are worried, you can actually disembark at Golden Gallon Port or South China Sea Alliance. The people there are pretty good."

Kuruan grinned and said calmly.

"No need, I was joking."

As he spoke, he squinted his eyes and looked at the port that was gradually receding, as well as the fellow Willantes standing on the port watching them leave.

"I want to follow you to the place called Settlement No. 1."

Everyone thought that the turmoil in Yongye Port was over, and that the Southern Army had successfully controlled the situation, but he did not think so.

This war is not over yet, it has just begun.

He remembers more than just a name.

He will come back...