"Mom, who are those people..." A child asked his mother, holding a lollipop imported from the Noma Empire in his hand, pointing at the soldiers passing by in a long queue on the street.
"Shh!" The mother quickly covered her child's mouth, then protected the child in her arms, lowering her voice and yelling: "Shut up! Don't point at those people! Be obedient and don't point!"
One of the soldiers saw the child pointing at him and walked out of the queue.
Seeing someone leaving the queue, the entire queue stopped. These soldiers had black automatic rifles hanging on their chests, and a big "3" written on the side of their helmets, with a hollow golden eagle behind the "3".
Every soldier wears a black tactical vest, with communication equipment, smoke grenades and other equipment hung on the vest.
These soldiers watched their companions walk up to the mother and son, and some of them broke into smiles that they didn't know what they meant.
For them, this world is a backward, barbaric, or incompatible with their beliefs.
This place turned out to be an isolated magical world, and most of the indigenous people living here had some magical talents.
Of course, originally, before the end of the war, the people who ruled here were also magicians, those high-ranking magicians.
But now, when mortals like them pass by here, everyone must get out of the way in awe.
After all, they are law enforcers affiliated with the 3rd Army Group. They are responsible for patrolling here, maintaining law and order here, and even have the authority to handle any emergencies and deal with anyone they think is illegal or suspicious.
Originally, they did not make the people here fear like giant dragons, but when they raised the weapons in their hands and ordered a magician to stop using magic, but the other party did not obey their orders and was beaten into a sieve, they
It has become the most nervous existence here.
The new puppet empire did not deal with these outsiders who killed the magicians, and did not even give an explanation to the families of the deceased.
The aboriginal magician who was killed was treated as a remnant of the Puppet Empire. He died in vain. Regardless of whether he was a real remnant of the Puppet Empire, his life was in vain.
Then, after this incident, another magician attacked the patrol of the 3rd Army Group, and one magician killed two soldiers of the patrol.
A few minutes later, an army composed of magicians and mortal soldiers occupied the entire block. More than twenty magicians and local aborigines who did not know magic were arrested on the street, and the magician who used magic to attack patrols was arrested.
Was killed directly...
Then, no one would dare to disobey these mortal soldiers who are not actually powerful in combat, but are really incapable of provocation.
Even if they go out alone without weapons, few locals dare to take a serious look at these strange outsiders in strange clothes.
"Kids, it's not good to like sweets so much. You'll gain weight easily." This soldier from the 3rd Army Group of Airan Hill was about 30 years old. He walked up to the mother and daughter and looked down at the two.
Aboriginal people.
"Sir... they mean no harm... this is just a child." A local magician boldly wanted to save the mother and daughter and came up to explain a few words.
"Back off!" The soldier from Elanthir didn't even raise his head. He raised his arm and spread his palm to make a prohibitive gesture.
The magician quickly spread his hands and raised them slightly, making a gesture that I didn't mean by any malicious intent, and stepped back cautiously.
"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." The mother, who felt that she must be dead soon, hugged her child and apologized in sobs. She felt that she was really unlucky. She took her child out today and got into trouble.
Such a group of terrible devils.
"If you eat too much, you will get cavities." With a joking expression, the soldier looked back at his team, looking at his comrades with AK-47 assault rifles hanging on their chests, and made a smirk.
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As a result, the atmosphere in the entire team became more cheerful. They liked to tease those high-ranking magicians like this. This was their favorite show during the patrol.
"But I like you! You are a very cute child." The soldier rubbed the child's head with his hand, making his hair even more messy: "Look, what is this."
He took out a piece of candy from his pocket, with the small words "Made by Alan Hill" printed on it. This kind of candy is not available in the new puppet empire. Their country does not import candies produced by Alan Hill.
foreign exchange reserves……
Even in the Norma Empire, Eiland Hill's candies are a luxury product. Many nobles among magicians can only eat one of these candies occasionally - after all, as long as the origin of anything comes from Eiland Hill,
The price is not cheap.
"Promise me that you will listen to mother, okay?" He looked down at the short child and asked, "Can you pray?"
"Ah? Ah... He won't, I will..." The mother of the child quickly replied, fearing that her child would be taken away because of this.
The soldier seemed not to have heard the child's mother's words and continued to order: "Pray for our Emperor...be more pious."
"All the gods will bless the great Emperor Ailanthir, my lord...the gods will bless Ailanthir." The woman thought of those life-saving words that she had recited over and over again even though she had never believed in them, and she quickly trembled.
road.
The soldier raised his head and glanced at the magician who was standing not far away with his hands raised. He raised his chin and showed a dismissive expression: "Not bad, thank you."
Then he turned around and walked back to his team. These soldiers with weapons hanging and loaded with live ammunition took their steps along the vegetable market. Wherever they passed, everyone gave way, as if,
There is something like a plague on them.
"These bastards!" Seeing those Ailan Hill soldiers walking away, the magician who still didn't dare to put down his hands muttered through gritted teeth.
"This is power." Another magician looked at the soldiers in the distance and sighed: "Rather than asking us to love them, these soldiers want us to hate them more... Just like what we did a few years ago.
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After a pause, he covered his face with the brim of the magician's hat and continued: "This feels uncomfortable, so... remember the shame of today, brother."
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Long Ling has been having a bad day today and is not feeling well, so I will start making up for the update tomorrow. Sorry for the long wait.