Chapter 1045: Ruling

Oak didn't understand why he had fallen into the current situation. He was obviously the black leader of the commanding side. ???But after meeting the Aurora Legion from America, his status plummeted.

In the beginning, Ouke was still Qin Weidong's partner, but now he can't even talk about cooperation. He can only be regarded as the little leader of the African Servant Army of the Legion—the kind that offers a switch to save his life.

Oak handed over a batch of gold in his possession in exchange for the opportunity to receive training from the Legion. From now on, he is a platoon leader of the servant army, with only about thirty people under his command.

"Damn it, I used to be a big boss who commanded thousands of people. Now I've shrunk a hundred times." Oak slandered endlessly. However, the situation is stronger than the people, and the situation is completely different with the head of the legion in person.

There are quite a few black forces who have come to surrender. It is hard to imagine that those powerful black leaders in the past would bow their heads to show their respect. Those were ambitious, tyrannical thugs who behaved like pugs now.

Why?

Because the Aurora Legion completely destroyed the ruling system in the city, tear gas and wanton arson in the dark night caused a large number of blacks to flee. The leaders of many forces were tossed all night, and after dawn, they found themselves alone and alone, with no one to obey them, and no one could order them.

Without authority, people like Oak have no other way but to completely join the Aurora Legion. After donating gold, Oak once asked a white man named Fuller unconvinced, "Why are we beaten so badly?"

Why? The answer given by Fuller is-you black people have no cohesion, no organization, no sense of teamwork. When you meet a stronger opponent, your failure is doomed.

Cohesion, organization, etc., Oak really doesn't understand. He only knew that his subordinates were lazy and always habitually unruly, but he didn't know what caused it, blacks were born like this.

Shaking his head and giving up thinking about too philosophical questions, Oak turned to the logistics restaurant of the advance team to pick up a lunch. Now he has no status, bare-handed, just so ordinary.

"Ouke." A shout came from the simple open-air restaurant. Another black man approached Oak, patted him on the shoulder and said with a smile, "We meet again."

"Marco, you're not dead?" Oak's eyes widened, looking at the man in front of him in disbelief. The black leaders in Luanda knew each other anyway, and the latter was the black former rich man who almost overthrew the advance team.

"Hush..." Marco looked around, raised his finger to signal Oke not to be too surprised, he shrugged and said, "I didn't escape far, and was caught again. The Legion thought I was capable, Appoint me as platoon leader of the servant army."

"You don't want to make trouble again, do you?" Oak's expression became extremely serious. Although he lost everything and only got the status of a small platoon leader. But after joining the legion, his mood became very stable. He already hated the life of fighting every day and didn't want to fight anymore.

At least not for the time being.

"Forget it, I don't want to fight those human monsters." Marco thought about his experience of being caught by mutants, and now he still feels a little incontinent. "I don't want to make trouble now, I just want to chat with you, and we will be colleagues in the future."

"What's there to talk about?" Oak ordered a cassava porridge and jerky, and sat on the floor in a random corner. "We have nothing left. We have become a bunch of poor people. The Legion doesn't trust us. They don't even allow us to carry a blade."

"Yeah, the Legion doesn't trust us." Marco leaned into the corner with the same food, and sighed, "But do you know that the group of white people we've been looking for before also defected to the Legion, and thousands of people hid In the underground pipes, most of the survivors are women."

"I saw it. The legion gave preferential treatment to women and specially provided them with medical services." Oak snorted rather annoyed. During the chaotic times of the Cataclysm, women and children are the most vulnerable.

There are countless women and children who have been played and killed by him, but now these people are living better than him.

"The legion requires us to respect women, and also to take care of the children, and try our best to contain these seeds that are related to the future of the legion. Hahaha..." Marko laughed a few times, as if he heard some big joke, "Think about us The past, the present situation is really ironic."

"I feel like I've entered an asylum to take care of those useless women and children." 'Bah'... Oak spit out unhappily, and cursed bitterly: "Damn it, we actually have to be babysitter."

A mouthful of thick phlegm landed on the ground, and an iron boot came out from the corner. Oak and Marco stood up from the ground as if they were electrocuted, and dozens of people in the open-air cafeteria stood in silence, staring blankly at the sudden appearance of the legion commander.

Zhou Qingfeng took the lead, followed by Ma Keshi, and the washed "dog meat" ran around the master's back and forth. Everywhere they went was quiet.

"What are you two talking about?" Zhou Qingfeng stopped in front of Oak and Marco, with a cold light in his cold eyes.

"No... I didn't talk about anything." Oak couldn't help but feel the muscles on his back shaking wildly, which couldn't be suppressed. This person in front of him is an out-and-out great demon king, the kind who disregards life and death and has no humanity.

"I heard you criticizing my policy. Do you think you have joined an asylum?" Zhou Qingfeng looked at Marco again, and his gaze also made Marco's face twitch.

"Dear Legion Commander, I think you have misunderstood." Marco tried to ease the atmosphere with a playful tone.

But Zhou Qingfeng didn't buy it, he continued to snort coldly: "You are all very strong, and you should have been leaders before. I know that all of you are rebellious and difficult to subdue. I also know that you all committed crimes. He has committed uncountable crimes and deserves death."

"However, the preferential treatment of women and children is my basic policy, which cannot be changed or slandered, otherwise it will be a challenge to my authority." The voice of the legion commander was deep and powerful, with hidden murderous intentions.

"Your Excellency, Legion Commander, we didn't intend to challenge your authority. This is really a misunderstanding, we just said it casually." Marko laughed again.

"Do you think I will believe you guys who are full of lies? I only raised you because I thought you were still useful. I think you can still be transformed, but you can't use ordinary transformation methods."

Zhou Qingfeng paused for two or three seconds, then took two steps back with a sneer and said, "Now I rule that only one of you two villains can survive, and I will give you a minute to resolve yourself, otherwise... I will kill you two."

"What do you mean? Are you going to kill us?" Oak immediately took a step forward angrily, "We have already surrendered, we have surrendered everything, why should we die..."

Before Oak could finish speaking, he felt his body leaning back, and a powerful arm crossed his neck, strangling him tightly. He immediately kicked his legs backwards, grasped the strangled arm with both hands and pulled it outward, and looked behind him with his eyes. It was Marco behind him who strangled him.

"Marco, you despicable villain." Oak tried to pull Marco's arm, but the latter's arm was as stiff as cast iron. He tried to grab Marco's head again, and elbowed Marco's ribs, but all methods could not get rid of the strangled neck.

"You deserve to die if you disregard the command of the legion commander. Do you understand?" Marco's laughing face instantly turned fierce, "It's better for you to die alone than for the two of us to die."

"Marco, let me go..., Legion Commander..., Marco is..., he is...." Oak quickly couldn't even say a complete sentence.

Marco whispered in Oak's ear while trying his best; "Go to hell, Oak. You killed so many people, you did so many bad things, you should have died long ago."

"You despicable guy, you will die tragically one day." Oak's Adam's apple quickly shattered, his tongue was squeezed out, and his wide-eyed eyes seemed to burst. He finally cursed intermittently, and was strangled to death.

When Oak's body fell slowly, Marco knelt down on the ground and begged Zhou Qingfeng for forgiveness.

Facing the scene of the two fighting each other, everyone in the open-air restaurant shivered like leaves in the cold wind. The ruthless Legion Commander just said in a deep voice: "Whether you understand or not, whether you obey or not, my will must be carried out, and those who disobey will die."

Stern words were like blades, and everyone trembled. 8