The system has to be used even if it is pulled

There were huge tents and several huge cages, in which there were sparse federal soldiers standing, lying or sitting, helplessly waiting for death and the verdict of the empire, like a group of pigs waiting to be slaughtered.

Zhao Yuanlang was wearing magnetic handcuffs and a huge iron ball on each of his feet, lying quietly in the cage. The nano bomb in his body had already been taken out by the Empire. After all, the Empire was the leader in the research of nano bombs.

Unfortunately, due to his injuries, Sechelius remained unconscious; Ji Duoduan was wearing electromagnetic shackles and struggling on the side. The other gendarmes had long been tortured beyond recognition and were barely surviving.

The prison door suddenly opened, and Bai Weihen led a group of officers and walked in unsteadily with a grim smile on their faces.

What followed was an inhumane torture.

Lieutenant General Achilles, Major General Adams and the 40th Legion who were imprisoned next door watched the atrocities of the empire in grief and indignation but were powerless to do anything.

.......

At the Federal People's Building, the meeting came to an end because the federal network was invaded by the Empire yesterday. Everyone decided to reconvene the meeting today.

The meeting had just begun, and He Runze had not yet made his final struggle, when the door of the hall slammed open.

Many representatives glared at the lieutenant colonel who broke in, but the lieutenant colonel didn't seem to notice anything. Instead, he stood at the door of the hall, tears streaming down his face, and choked up as he said, "We lost! We lost!"

Everyone was wondering what the lieutenant colonel was talking about. First Vice President Trump stood up and shouted at the lieutenant colonel lying on the ground, "Stand up! How can you be so disrespectful? Explain what you said to me!"

The lieutenant colonel did not stand up, but collapsed on the ground, choking and crying: "We lost, the 40th Legion failed to stop the imperial army, and the headquarters of the first theater has been surrounded!"

"What?" He Runze felt a darkness in front of his eyes. His originally straight body now looked a little hunched, and he finally collapsed on the podium.

He Runze's fall scared many people in his faction. They rushed forward and gave him first aid, pinching his Ren Zhong and rubbing his chest. It took a while for He Runze to open his eyes.

The general who was playing with a red and white rose said to Chester beside him in a joking manner: "The end of the river system."

Vladimir strode up to the lieutenant colonel, picked him up, and looked seriously at the crying lieutenant colonel.

"We haven't lost yet! We still have a large army! They are just surrounded." Vladimir said calmly.

"No! Sir Commander! We have lost! The imperial army has begun to encircle and suppress us step by step! They are finished."

Vladimir's eyes turned sinister. He threw the lieutenant colonel to the ground and shouted at the guards standing at the door: "Suppress this man who is disrupting the morale of the army! I suspect he is a bastard sent by the enemy to disrupt the morale of the army! Immediately! Right now!"

After the lieutenant colonel was dragged out, everyone couldn't help but feel panic. As the people's representatives in the First War Zone area quietly slipped away, the other people's representatives next to the First War Zone also began to slip away.

In an instant, a large part of the venue was obviously empty, and everyone knew that they were all going to transfer their assets and escape from the scope of the First War Zone.

The meeting ended in vain.

......

At the imperial base camp, after visiting Bai Jingrong who was still unconscious, Zhang Xi just walked into the tent and was stunned to see a team of guards in black clothes with gold edges.

A black-clad guard handed the file bag to Zhang Xi and then a small tiger talisman. After saluting Zhang Xi, they disappeared into the tent one by one like ghosts.

Zhang Xi couldn't help but sigh, because he knew that the deployment of the black-clad guards must mean that the man in the imperial capital had made some major move again, but it didn't mean anything good for him.

Although this was a great honor, Zhang Xi was not happy at all, because over the years countless people had died on the Sinner's Platform outside the Imperial City due to mistakes.

There was no way. Zhang Xi carefully opened the file bag and read the emperor's handwriting with a frown. His brows became more and more furrowed, as if they were about to fold into a crisscross mountain range.

In the final chapter, Xi turned off the lights in the tent, and it was unknown what decision he would make in the end.

......

Comrade Zhao Yuanlang was a good comrade. He was beaten like a dead dog by Bai Weihen and others. Blood was flowing from his body, and the ground was soaked with blood.

Ji Duoduan was already scared silly, holding his head tightly like an ostrich, shrinking in the innermost part of a cage, afraid that he would be implicated by the atrocities of the imperial soldiers. Federal General Kimmel was already scared to the point of peeing his pants, and Lieutenant General Achilles and Major General Adams beside him looked at their superiors with contempt.

Finally, Bai Weihen loosened his collar, took a breath, stopped with satisfaction, and led a group of imperial soldiers away with satisfaction. (It felt a bit like prostitution...) Zhao Yuanlang's body was covered in bruises and blood, and he was twisting back and forth on the ground like an earthworm.

Although Zhao Yuanlang's injuries seemed so serious, they were actually all superficial injuries. Thanks to the human body strengthening medicine, his wounds were healing rapidly, and the practice of his skills quickly soothed the pain of the wounds.

Zhao Yuanlang lay quietly in the cage. The faint scent of sandalwood spread in the tent where the cages were piled up like a mountain. Looking at the unconscious people around him, Zhao Yuanlang quickly held his breath.

As a figure flashed into the tent, he was shocked when he saw Zhao Yuanlang's round eyes.

After making sure that Zhao Yuanlang was not knocked unconscious, he patrolled the tent back and forth, confirmed that it was safe, then leaned over the cage and whispered something to Zhao Yuanlang. After Zhao Yuanlang nodded, he stuffed something into Zhao Yuanlang's hand and left the tent.

Maybe this is my way out, my future, my strength! Zhao Yuanlang squinted at the thing in his hand and carefully put it into his arms.

......

On a bone-chilling morning in late autumn, the door of the tent opened again, and an imperial lieutenant general led a group of guards in. After shouting away the soldiers who were on guard, he glanced coldly at Zhao Yuanlang and the others on the ground and made a gesture.

A group of guards immediately stepped forward and pulled Zhao Yuanlang and others from the ground. After several military police who followed Zhao Yuanlang to behead were pulled out, the crisp gunshots outside made Ji Duoduan's face pale. He hugged the bars of the cell tightly and shouted, "I'm not going anywhere, just let me stay here! Please!"

It was a good opportunity. Seeing the soldiers around him turning their heads to look at Ji Duoduan, Zhao Yuanlang shook his body slightly, and the two soldiers who were escorting him flew out. Zhao Yuanlang raised his hands high, trying to use the magnetic handcuffs in his hands to give the Imperial Lieutenant General a fatal blow.

But unfortunately, because there was a huge iron ball tied to each of Zhao Yuanlang's feet, Zhao Yuanlang stumbled and fell in front of the lieutenant general.

The Imperial Lieutenant General waved his hand to stop the guards who were trying to rush forward to beat Zhao Yuanlang, squatted in front of Zhao Yuanlang, and said sneerfully: "It's over, warriors of the Federation."