Eight Hundred and Seventy-Three for a Bowl of Hot Soup

"Ha...ha...he..." The heavy breathing sounds so harsh in this silent wilderness.

Because of the temperature, white mist rolls out of his mouth every time he takes a breath. This man was running in the wilderness, running desperately.

The surrounding area was covered with white snow, and in some places, piles of demon refugee corpses could still be seen that were not completely buried by the snow.

This thin young devil, who didn't even have a piece of intact clothes, was running alone in the ice and snow.

He turned his head from time to time, watching nervously, as if there was something terrible chasing him behind him.

At this moment, he may not know that he has entered a dangerous area, his body has been targeted by a sniper rifle, and his every move is being observed through the crosshairs.

"A rabbit!" The Alan Hill sniper with a sniper rifle sneered, pressed his finger on the trigger sheath, and regained his temperature and keen touch.

The next second, he was about to pull the trigger and send such a skinny, young demon to hell.

But the moment he touched the trigger, his weapon was held down by a big hand. The officer next to him stopped him, and said: "Don't shoot, he is in such a panic, there should be something wrong! Observe for a while before we talk!"

The sniper gave up helplessly. He moved his sniper rifle for a certain distance, then picked up the binoculars beside him, and observed the panic-stricken demon more easily.

In his telescope, the demon kept running, as if he would be killed if he stopped.

Even in such a cold environment, this devilish young man still didn't wear shoes. He galloped on the snow with bare feet, and his calves were exposed to the cold wind because his pants were too short.

The poorest children in Alan Hill may all wear warmer clothing than this demon. From another perspective, this also explains the success of the Alan Hill Empire.

It is not just a simple expansion and invasion of other empires, its true greatness is that it has completely changed the barren status quo of this world and endowed this world with more possibilities for development!

The Alan Hill Empire fundamentally solved the problem of poverty, or in other words, gave the poor grassroots people the hope of improving their quality of life.

Don't underestimate such a small hope. It is precisely because of this hope that the support rate of the Ellanhill Empire among the people is far higher than other empires, and it has the foundation for unifying the world!

When the poor devil ran to a position close to the defense line of Alan Hill, he suddenly knelt down on the ground, panting heavily, and raised his hands high.

This is a standard surrender gesture, obviously this demon is preparing to surrender to the Alan Hill Empire. He raised his arm and shouted loudly, the content of the shout was heard very clearly by the Elland Hill grenadiers on the ground.

"He said he has urgent news and he wants to give it to us..." The officer frowned, and he didn't expect that such a good thought just now would have such an unexpected harvest.

"Interesting, let him come over!" After ordering his subordinates, the officer put down the telescope in his hand: "Bring it to me, I want to hear what kind of information he can bring us."

Soon, this poor devil who was so frozen that he couldn't even speak was taken to a trench sheltered from the wind.

There is a discarded gasoline drum, which is filled with dry charcoal and made into a simple heating stove.

Several officers and soldiers are gathering here to keep warm, being close to this heat source makes the young devil very comfortable,

He really wanted to get closer, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

"Come here!" The leading human officer waved at the poor demon, and then asked, "I hope the news you bring can exchange your life!"

"Our village... yes, it's the village not far ahead. More than a dozen god servants have arrived! They just arrived! I'm here to deliver the letter!" The young demon replied cautiously, swallowing a mouthful of saliva.

"Servant of God? Those men in white robes!" Hearing this news, the face of the human officer changed slightly. He frowned and looked at the demon: "What you said...is it true?"

"My lord, my lord...it's absolutely true!" The young demon quickly nodded and said, "I, I saw it with my own eyes! They came to our village, and no one was left behind! They were all killed! They killed all people!"

"I went out to look for food, so I didn't get noticed by them! Really! Really! I really saw it!" Judging by his expression, he really saw the tragedy of his village being slaughtered.

"This is really surprising news." The officer of Alan Hill looked at several of his men and said, "Apply for aerial reconnaissance immediately! Send a telegram to the division headquarters and ask them to send the heavy armored grenadiers , and the individual power armor unit is transferred over!"

"Come! Come here! Come here! It's warm here!" After the officer finished speaking a series of orders, he waved at the devil delivering the letter.

He motioned for a few soldiers to get out of the way, and let the demon take a more comfortable position.

"Is there anything to eat? Get some food for this devil!" The officer took a long time out of his pocket, but there was nothing but cigarettes.

He stuffed the cigarettes back into his pocket, and awkwardly took a bag of biscuits from his subordinates, as well as some chocolate bars for maintaining physical fitness.

After handing all these things to the demon, watching the young demon gobble it up next to the fire, he suddenly had the illusion that the demon was actually useful.

Who would have thought that there would be such a demon who ran to the front of Alan Hill's defensive position recklessly, risking his life to inform humans about the movement of the main force of the demon?

Perhaps, this is also a kind of welfare, a kind of welfare that Alan Hill accepted the surrender of the devil.

"Eat slowly! Go and prepare some hot soup for him! Put some good seasonings! Sausages, hard jerky! Get some of them! If you don't have any, go to the tank and armored unit next door!" Finally, watching the whole lick Pointing at the young devil on his finger, the officer ordered again.

He had no doubt that the demon in front of him would deceive him, because this young demon's desire to survive was so strong that he didn't look like a deliberately arranged dead man.

Moreover, he can't lie for long. Alan Hill's reconnaissance team will send back the results soon. If this demon lies, his life can only be exchanged for a bowl of hot soup.