Seven Hundred and Eighty First, This Is Power

"Mom, who are those people..." A child held a lollipop imported from the Norma Empire in his hand, pointed to the soldiers passing by in long lines on the street, and asked his mother.

"Shh!" The mother hurriedly covered her child's mouth, then protected the child in her arms, and shouted in a low voice: "Shut up! Don't point at those people! Be obedient, don't point!"

One of the soldiers saw the child pointing at him and stepped out of the queue.

Seeing someone leave the queue, the whole queue stopped. These soldiers wore black-painted automatic rifles on their chests, and a big 3 was written on the side of their helmets, followed by a hollow golden eagle.

Every soldier is wearing a black tactical vest, with communication equipment, smoke bombs and other equipment hanging on the vest.

These soldiers watched their companions walk up to the mother and child, some of them parted their mouths and gave a smile that they didn't know what it meant.

For them, this world is backward, barbaric, or incompatible with their beliefs.

This place turned out to be an isolated magical world, and most of the aborigines living here had some magical talent.

Of course, originally, before the end of the war, it was also magicians who ruled here, 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 enforcement officers belonging to the 3rd Army Group, responsible for patrolling here, maintaining law and order here, and even have the right to deal with any emergencies and deal with anyone they think is illegal or suspicious.

Originally, they didn't make the people here fear like a dragon, but when they raised the weapons in their hands and ordered a magician to stop using magic, but the other party didn't obey their order and was beaten into a sieve, they It has become the most tense existence here.

The new puppet empire did not deal with these outsiders who killed the magician, and did not even give an explanation to the family members of the deceased.

The aborigine magician who was killed was treated as a remnant of the puppet empire. He died in vain, regardless of whether he was really a remnant of the puppet empire, anyway, he took his own life 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.

After a few minutes,

An army of magicians and mortal soldiers took over the entire neighborhood. More than 20 magicians and local aborigines who don't know magic were arrested in the street, and the magician who used magic to attack the patrol was directly shot to death...

After that, no one dared to disobey these mortal soldiers who were not actually strong in combat, but were really unstoppable.

Even if they go out alone without weapons, few locals dare to look straight at these strange outsiders in strange clothes.

"Children, it's not good to like sweets so much. It's easy to gain weight." The soldier of the 3rd Army Group of Alan Hill was about 30 years old. He walked up to the mother and daughter and looked down at the two aborigines.

"My lord...they didn't mean anything...it's just a child." A local magician boldly wanted to save the mother and daughter, and came up to explain a few words.

"Stand back!" Without even raising his head, the soldier of Alan Hill raised his arms and spread his palms in a gesture of prohibition.

The magician quickly spread his hands and raised them slightly, made a gesture that I did not have any malicious intentions, and stepped back cautiously.

"I'm sorry...I'm sorry..." The mother, who felt that she must be dying soon, hugged her child, sobbing and apologizing. She felt that she was really unlucky. She took her child out today and got into trouble with such a group of terrifying devils.

"Eating too much will cause tooth decay." With a playful expression, the soldier looked back at his team, looked at those comrades with AK-47 assault rifles hanging on their chests, and made a smirk .

As a result, the atmosphere of the whole team became more cheerful. They like to tease those high-ranking magicians like this. This is their favorite show during their patrols.

"But I like you! You are a very cute kid." The soldier rubbed the kid's head with his hands, messing up his hair even more: "Look, what is this?"

He dug out a piece of candy from his pocket, with the words made by Alan Hill printed on it. This kind of candy cannot be eaten in the new puppet empire, and their country does not have the foreign exchange reserves to import candies produced by Alan Hill...

Even in the Norma Empire, Alan Hill's candy is a luxury. Many nobles among the magicians can only eat one of these candies once in a while—after all, as long as the origin of anything comes from Ireland Hill, the price is not cheap.

"Promise me, you will listen to your mother, okay?" He looked down at the short child and asked, "Can you pray?"

"Ah? Ah...he won't, I will..." The child's mother quickly mentioned her child and answered, for fear that her child would be taken away because of this.

The soldier didn't seem to hear what the child's mother said, and continued to order: "Pray for His Majesty the Emperor...be more pious."

"All the gods will bless the great Emperor Alan Hill, my lord...the gods will bless Alan Hill." The woman thought of the life-saving words that she had recited repeatedly even though she had never believed it, and hurriedly recited tremblingly road.

The soldier raised his head and glanced at the magician who was standing not far away and raised his hands, with a dismissive expression on his chin: "That's right, thank you."

Then he turned around and walked back to his team. These soldiers with weapons and live ammunition walked along the vegetable market again. Wherever they passed, everyone avoided them one after another, as if there was something like a plague on them.

"This group of bastards!" Seeing the soldiers of Alan Hill walking away, the magician who still didn't dare to put down his hands gritted his teeth and muttered.

"This is power." Another magician looked at the soldiers in the distance and said with emotion: "Compared to making us love them, these soldiers want us to hate them more... just like what we did a few years ago. "

After a pause, he covered his face with the brim of the magician's hat and continued: "This taste is uncomfortable, so... remember today's shame, brother."

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Long Ling has been suffering for a day today and is not feeling well, so I will start to make up changes tomorrow. Everyone has been waiting for a long time, sorry.

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