Chapter 281 Secrets of the Western Empire

Wang Jingrong followed the guards to a separate house. At this time, there was a double guard at the door of the house. Seeing Wang Jingrong's arrival, the guards immediately saluted. Wang Jingrong returned the salute and strode open the door. He saw a few lights in the house. The light from the candles was not bad, and there was a soldier standing with a gun around the room. In the center of the room, there were several chairs with several people tied to the chairs.

Wang Jingrong saw that these people were all wearing military uniforms that he did not recognize. Not only were their clothes different from what he was wearing, but their faces were also different from his own. They looked very similar to Westerners, but they were different. , The eye sockets are not as deep as those of Europeans, and the nose is not as high-pointed. Wang Jingrong thought at first glance that they were from West Asia.

"Who are you and what are you doing here?" Wang Jingrong asked in a stern voice.

These people looked at Wang Jingrong blankly without saying a word.

"Don't test my patience. If you don't tell me honestly, I will kill someone!" Wang Jingrong still threatened.

Several people still looked at Wang Jingrong blankly without saying a word.

"Damn it, are these grandsons mute?" Wang Jingrong turned around and asked the soldier.

"No, when we chased them, they shouted a few words, but we didn't hear what they shouted clearly." the soldier replied.

"That's good. Being able to speak is a good thing." Wang Jingrong said with a smile.

Wang Jingrong suddenly took out the pistol from his waist, pointed at a person's head and shouted: "Do you want to tell me, or do you want me to kill you?"

The man with the gun pointed at his head changed his expression and shouted randomly: "Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

When Wang Jingrong heard this, he cursed secretly: "No wonder these grandsons don't speak. It turns out that they can't speak Chinese. This is a minority language in West Asia. If I hadn't performed a mission in the northwest, I would have killed this gang by mistake." grandson!"

Once you understand why this group of people didn't speak, other things will be easier to deal with. In fact, these guys are very afraid of death. Wang Jingrong only gave them a little scare, and they confessed honestly.

It turns out that these people are from the Western Empire. They are mechanics who accompany the army and are responsible for maintaining those weapons and equipment. Those zombies are too clumsy to complete basic tasks such as using weapons to aim. Therefore, such complex machines Maintenance work can only be left to humans, and the control of many magic arrays must also be completed with their cooperation, otherwise the magic array will not be activated at all.

When he heard that the magic circle was activated and it was the Sun Tzu gang, Wang Jingrong almost took out his pistol and killed these guys in order to avenge the sacrifice of more than a thousand soldiers. However, Wang Jingrong still endured it. After all, getting more information would allow him to reduce more casualties, so Wang Jingrong endured it for the time being.

"Where did you get these magic cannon and crossbow technology?" Wang Jingrong asked.

"These artillery design drawings were produced by our imperial emperor, but the pattern seems to have been produced by our national advisor!" replied a captured soldier.

"National Preceptor? What Imperial Preceptor?" Wang Jingrong asked.

"We have never met this national preceptor. We only know that he came with us from India as the Yellow Emperor. However, I heard a friend of mine say that he was lucky enough to see this national preceptor. This national preceptor always shines with his cloak. Himself, and his words are always eerie and terrifying. The most terrifying thing is that his eyes are not like human eyes, but hollow like holes, and green flames seem to be flashing in the eyes. And this national master has a staff, There are rumors that this staff can control the wind and rain, and can cause many people to drain their lives instantly. In short, it is very powerful and terrifying," the soldier said.

When Wang Jingrong heard this, he was also confused. What kind of person would have eyes burning, or green flames? Could it be some kind of special effect glasses?

"What else do you know about that Imperial Master?" Wang Jingrong continued to ask.

"Also, it seems that the emperor of our empire is very afraid of him. Every time he decides on a major matter, he must be present. And only with the consent of the imperial advisor can our emperor give the final order. Otherwise, if the imperial advisor does not agree, our emperor will They will also be vetoed," the soldier said.

"Oh, he can only agree with your Imperial Preceptor's consent? Very interesting!" After hearing this, Wang Jingrong memorized this information deeply. Obviously, this Imperial Preceptor is definitely not simple.

"Then where are your weapons produced?" Wang Jingrong continued to ask.

"Our weapons production is in Urumqi. The infrastructure there is pretty good and it has its own power plant. So our emperor ordered the army to transport all the machinery and equipment that could be looted to Urumqi, and then established many factories there, and then there The production of weapons and equipment, these magic cannons and ballistae, are all produced in those factories."

"Oh, it's so awesome. You can produce your own weapons so quickly! Then besides these magic cannons and ballistas, what other weapons do you produce?" Wang Jingrong continued to ask.

"These cannons are the most basic weapons. Before we came out, we heard that more advanced magic cannons have been developed, which not only have a longer range, but are also more powerful. In addition, I also heard that the magic wheel Machine guns and aircraft are also in the process of development. They said it will not take long to complete the testing, and then large quantities of equipment will be shipped out of the factory." The soldier explained honestly.

After hearing this, Wang Jingrong immediately felt a lot of pressure. If these weapons were really created, it would be difficult to fight in the future. Now that he was not a threat in the air, he could attack from the air at will. Once If zombies have planes, they need to be extremely careful when attacking from the air. Then their gryphon troops and airship troops may lose their effectiveness. Also, the power and range of enemy artillery will increase, so their long-range attack advantage will also be reduced. It will no longer exist. At that time, the zombies can take advantage of their numbers and physical advantages to attack themselves in turn!

Thinking of this, Wang Jingrong felt cold sweat all over, so Wang Jingrong briefly learned about the military deployment and population situation of the Western Region Empire. However, as these technical arms, they did not know much about them. They only knew that most of them were reduced to Slaves were sent to work in various places. The vast majority of workers in those factories were slaves. These people had no rights and no pay for their work. The only things they had were three meals a day and work clothes to wear at work.

"Are those people working voluntarily? Aren't you afraid that these people will eat for free and not work?" Wang Jingrong suddenly thought of the workers who often slacked off in the factory.

"Lazy? No, absolutely not. There is surveillance in the factory. Anyone who dares to be lazy will be deprived of food. In serious cases, he will be whipped to death in public. If someone is executed twice, others will never dare to do it again. I'm lazy," the soldier said.

Only then did Wang Jingrong realize that the textbooks he studied in school and the descriptions of slaves living under slavery were not fiction. It was just that it was the prosperous period before the end of the world, and it was only a few years after the end of the world. This barbaric system, He was resurrected right before his eyes.

Wang Jingrong did not ask too many questions. He had to sort out the factory information as soon as possible and send it to Li Yuanhong so that Li Yuanhong could make a decision as soon as possible on how to eliminate this hidden danger.

So Wang Jingrong strode out of the detention room and sent more manpower to guard the technical soldiers of the Western Empire more closely to prevent the remaining enemies in the city from coming to rob people. However, it was later confirmed that Wang Jingrong's worries were unnecessary. Because then the soldiers captured several more waves of soldiers who were trying to escape from the city. These soldiers of the Western Region Empire only thought about how to escape, and did not think about how to save other people at all. How could they care about other people at this time? Life or death.

Wang Jingrong went directly to the telecommunications room and reported the news he had received to Li Yuanhong. Then Wang Jingrong sat in the telecommunications room and waited for Li Yuanhong's reply. After about half an hour, Li Yuanhong replied, and then Wang Jingrong continued During the interrogation, Li Yuanhong tried to dig out all the information related to the factory. Li Yuanhong did not believe that it was impossible for the Western Region Empire to put all its eggs in one basket.

After being reminded by Li Yuanhong, Wang Jingrong also felt that the soldiers were not telling the truth completely, so Wang Jingrong told the guards that if there were any newly captured soldiers, they would be detained separately. Wang Jingrong planned to interrogate them separately. See if the confessions of these people are the same, and then extract some new information.

The newly captured soldiers were interrogated by Wang Jingrong the next day. These soldiers were also of the West Asian race. These people had taken refuge with the emperor of the Western Empire in Afghanistan. To be honest, before the end of Afghanistan, they were impoverished due to years of fighting. If their warlords hadn't made money by breeding opium and opium, they would probably have almost no money to buy bullets for the war in their own country. This would result in the vast majority of people in this country starving to death rather than being bitten to death by zombies after the apocalypse. .

Therefore, when the Emperor of the Western Region Empire promised them that they would have enough food and clothing, these people surrendered to the Emperor of the Western Region Empire without any resistance, without even thinking about how this emperor could not be attacked by zombies. Moreover, they were favored by the emperor of the Western Region Empire because they had civil wars every year. Everyone knew almost everything about weapons. According to their own words, they could assemble a gun even with their eyes closed. Some of them were even dexterous and could give him one. With a hammer and a saw, you can knock out a gun.

With such a loyal and skilled follower, the emperor would naturally not let him go, so the backbone of the empire were not Chinese, but Afghans, and most of the Chinese were turned into slaves. Maybe this was Commander Chen's revengeful mentality, but no one knew the specific reason.

Another piece of news that concerned Wang Jingrong was that although there was a factory in Urumqi, the other soldiers knew nothing about the specific production. In other words, only the first soldier to be interrogated knew the specific content, so Wang Jingrong Jing Rong decided to deceive the soldier again.

In the evening of the next day, the soldier was taken out of the room alone and came to another room. There was a large chair in this room with many circuits on the chair and a helmet on the chair. Before the soldier was taken into custody When entering the door, a soldier who turned black and black happened to be dragged out.

The soldier was a little puzzled when he saw the darkened soldier, and couldn't help but take a second look. As a result, he found that the soldier he knew was a fellow countryman who came with him, but at this time he had already His face was dark, his hair stood up, and he had completely lost his human form.

The soldier was pushed into the room and tied to a chair, and then Wang Jingrong walked in: "Do you know what kind of chair this is?" Wang Jingrong said in a cold voice.

"No... I don't know!" the soldier replied with a trembling voice, and he had an ominous premonition.