Wan Yuli's 2d Travels

When the situation was at its most dangerous, only the Purple Palace was left under the jurisdiction of the emperor.

——The president who lost his mind, in such a scene of betrayal and separation, he would recognize the situation, and then abdicated himself and went to the mental hospital for the rest of his life.

Everyone thinks so.

Then, under the decree of the president... no, Emperor Trump II, a girl named Dongtang Daohua was ordered to become the commander-in-chief of the armed forces of the United States.

Before all parties could figure out what happened, the 17-year-old girl issued a retribution notice.

Civil war broke out.

However, the outcome of the war was far beyond the expectations of observers from various countries—the Purple Palace was not breached, and Emperor Trump did not go to a mental hospital. In just 32 hours - everything was settled!

The emperor has mastered incredible technology, and the strength of the rebel army was swallowed by the streamer that fell from the sky almost in an instant.

Planes, tanks, artillery shells, missiles... all turned into dust in front of the weapon called the "Temple of Thunder".

And the secret troop composed entirely of the cursed son who was used for the beheading operation was also arrested in the Purple Palace.

They were defeated by a special unit that could manipulate shadows, dual-wield old-fashioned flintlock guns, and hide their faces under masks—the "Calamity Ravens".

After pacifying the civil unrest, the emperor issued a series of policies.

First, the rights and interests of the "cursed sons" are ensured, and I dare not say that they will become superiors, but at least they will have no worries about food and clothing;

Second, it unilaterally cut off cooperation with IISO, and brought domestic initiators and facilitators under the military's jurisdiction.

Third, conscription—the emperor drove all men over the age of 16 and under the age of 60 into the barracks, equipped them with cheap firearms and weapons, and harvested 300 million troops in a very short period of time. The troops were merged and organized into the Guards, and together with this defense force of millions of people, launched a counterattack against the lost city and the gastroenteric creatures entrenched in it!

Well, this is probably the specific performance of the whole family.

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"...Yuri-chan, isn't this going too far?"

Standing on the open-air balcony of the Purple Palace, watching the teams marching towards the outside of the giant stone monument, the new commander-in-chief of the three armies, Dongtang Daohua, showed a worried look and looked at the blonde girl beside him.

"Why, Daohua, are you soft-hearted?"

She took off her shading sunglasses, and Wanyuri's pink pupils gleamed in the sunlight:

"You have seen what these guys did to the 'Cursed Son' before - now it's just a little punishment to make them sober up in front of the original gut creatures."

"But at least not all of these people have persecuted those children... Also, I think it would be unfair if the punishment for hitting a child and killing a child is the same."

Daohua still felt a little embarrassed - from her position, she could clearly see the teenagers in military uniforms, carrying long guns, and pushing forward nervously.

Judging from the pale, slender hands and feet sticking out from their sleeves and trouser legs, most of them are not the kind of tyrannical tyrants.

Farther away, five or sixty-year-old, gray-haired old men were also carrying weapons and tools, panting and running forward—maybe they once beat and scolded the "cursed son", but they watched an old man After strenuous exercise, her face turned blue and purple, and then she fell to the ground and was stepped over by countless pairs of big feet wearing leather boots. The girl's already soft heart trembled violently.

However, Wan Yuli was unmoved.

The girl snapped her fingers lightly. Dozens of soldiers wearing black military uniforms and face masks were "disaster raven" soldiers... In fact, they were the girls' avatars in disguise to hide their eyes and ears. The whip, urging young or old soldiers to throw themselves into the battlefield where the artillery fires in the distance.

After doing this, the girl slowly stood up and used a big umbrella to shield the dazzling sunlight from Daohua:

"How can there be equality in a feudal society? Didn't they behave very patriotically when persecuting the 'Cursed Son'? Don't they want to kill all these monsters? Then I'll give them this opportunity, and these people would have done it a long time ago. In order to die for the motherland and prepare for revenge for the relatives... Instead of venting their dissatisfaction on the helpless children, they can fight the gastroenteritis face-to-face, and they will be very grateful to His Majesty Trump II. ."

Malice——The malice emanating from the blond girl's body made Daohua feel a shudder.

In fact, Daohua understands the girl's mood very well. Anyone who has a conscience will hate these guys who are still in the end, bullying the weak.

But——the act of driving millions of people to die on the battlefield is too much.

It's not Our Lady of Daohua, but she can imagine the mental pressure the girl is enduring at the moment.

It is said that the ancient executioners would get themselves drunk before and after killing people, in order to avoid the guilt caused by killing.

But now, Wan Yuli has personally pushed so many lives to the end-although he is only the commander-in-chief in name, Daohua also knows that these guys named soldiers are sent to the battlefield without training. !And in order to prevent mutiny, their guns didn't even issue ammunition!

In addition, although there are a lot of necessary military supplies and food, they are scattered in various gathering places, and the army of gastrula creatures is now like a shark smelling blood, one by one outside Los Angeles. Assemble, if it doesn't work out, at this moment outside the megalithic monument, a big drama of massacre is being staged!

She is her subordinate officer and her lover, and there is nothing more suitable to persuade a girl than her.

"In any case, this kind of operation should be stopped... Even if it is not out of sympathy for them, from a purely developmental point of view, losing so many laborers is not an ordinary blow to the country... Yuri-chan Don't you plan to build this place into a base for counterattacking gastrula creatures?"

Sitting down beside the girl, Dao Hua said softly.

"This time I finally got to the point, Daohua."

The malice that lingered around the girl disappeared in an instant, as if it had never appeared before.

The soft smile reappeared on the girl's face:

"Relax, I'm not a devil either, and I won't throw millions of people into the fire as numbers—their main job is to expand the strength of human beings, and the job of eliminating gastroenteritis is naturally Do it for me...finally,"

The girl put her finger on her mouth and closed one eye, looking innocent and cute:

"After several days of screening and the testimony of the local 'Cursed Son', about [-] 'vanguards' who persecuted children were singled out and formed a disciplinary army - on the battlefield, anything can happen , isn't it?"

Daohua didn't answer, she understood that these people probably couldn't survive.

"At the speed of the 'Thunder Temple', it can fly from the east coast to the west coast in two hours, as an aerial fortress to provide assistance; together with my clones, it is estimated that the loss of these millions of personnel will not exceed 300% Tenth, the loss of the cursed son who accompanied him in the battle will not exceed [-] people."

While saying this, Wan Yuli stood up from the seat, with a strange brilliance in his eyes:

"Think about it, at such a small price, the first stage of the plan to recapture the entire North America... is about to be... accomplished..."

Although Man Yuri's words were very touching, the moment she stood up, the girl fell forward uncontrollably as if she lost her focus.

Daohua's eyes were quick and he took the girl into his arms.

"Sorry, I've been a little tired the last two days...let me go to sleep..."

The girl's voice gradually faded, and finally only the sound of even breathing remained.

Sure enough, even Yuri-chan has a limit.

Looking at the girl's innocent sleeping face, Daohua thought sincerely.

The drastic reforms and wars during this period, while refreshing, also brought great consumption to Wan Yuli.

"Broken Army Singer" controls more than [-] military and government personnel, so that the imperial government will not self-destruct;

"Thunder Sanctuary" under the remote control of the girl thousand miles to carry out city-wide fire coverage;

Thousands of clones created by "Keke Emperor" are fighting all the time.

In addition, the problem of the virus erosion rate in the "Cursed Son" body, in addition to the drugs intercepted from IISO, the rest also depends on the girl's shot to stabilize.

She has done a lot of good work.

Daohua's lips gently covered the girl's fair forehead.

"Take a good rest and leave it to me."

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On May 2030, 5, the Imperial Army, led by Dongtang Daohua, recaptured the central town of Nashville, announcing the liberation of Tennessee.

On May 5, the Imperial Army advanced to Kentucky, and the gastrula Aries appeared in the satellite discovery stage.

On May 5, the Battle of Kentucky broke out. Aries was destroyed by the attack of the "Temple of Thunder", along with about 9 gastrula creatures.

On May 5, there was no gastrula in Kentucky.

On May 5, the "Castle Raven" task force, led by Dongtang Daohua, rendezvoused with Canadian reinforcements in Montreal.

On May 5, Maine was recaptured.

So far, the territory of the former United States of America has all been placed under the management of the Empire!

Chapter 111 107. Punishment Battalion

"Fuck! Fuck! Why hasn't the reinforcements arrived yet?"

A fierce battle started in a small town called Dover.

Although according to the official statement of the "Fourth Roman Empire", as early as five months ago, there was no gastrula on the territory of the entire empire... but this is undoubtedly a lie.

At least Lieutenant Loras of the 500th Retribution Battalion of the Retribution Army, who is now in the vortex of war, has no doubts about this.

"Shit! Lieutenant, this is the first time we've been surrounded?"

A red-nosed, freckled soldier flashed out of the rubble beside Loras, and the M4.A1 carbine gun kept spewing flames, sending the metal bullet of a magazine into the body of the approaching gastrula.

"Who knows? You should have gotten used to it. And watch out for me, scumbag."

Loras nimbly dodged out of hiding, threw a grenade not far ahead, then nimbly retracted:

"If you run out of ammo, prepare to feed the monsters."

The explosion sounded as expected, and the soldier code-named "Soil Dog" just laughed wildly, stretched out half of his body, and shot frantically at the approaching gastrula creatures.

"If you seek death yourself, God can't save you."

Seeing the frenzied look of his comrades, Loras quickly changed the magazine, and then ran to the upper floor of the abandoned building alone.

Dust and rubble rustled down from his eyes, and the stench of carrion, blood, engine oil, and gunpowder smoke poured into his nostrils.

The lieutenant turned sharply around the corner, only to encounter a gastrullus all of a sudden.

It was an eight-legged gastrus creature that looked a lot like a spider.

At this moment, the gastrula creature was facing Loras with its back, its ferocious head swayed up and down, and the sound of chewing came out one after another.

Don't think about it, it must be the unfortunate person of some punishment camp, and now it has become the monster's meal.

"Shit!"

Cursing in a low voice, Loras raised the muzzle at the fastest speed, and with a reliable mechanical sound, accurately shot three short bursts into the spider's fat stomach.

The spider made a terrifying and strange noise, but before it could turn around, it shot a line of fire from another direction, precisely behind the wooden door beside it, tearing its big head into pieces.

"Loras, you're still alive, it's a scourge for thousands of years."

Over 1.9 meters tall, a bald man with obvious Slavic blood, holding an M249 machine gun, turned out from behind the door.

Behind the strong man, there was a wrinkled half-old man, also panting, carrying a carbine gun, and walked out.

"Ivan, and old Peter."