Warhammer: Opening is a Crisis of Doom

Hear the conversations of those veterans.

Wesker suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart.

From childhood to adulthood, the education he received told him to love the league and regard himself as a member of the league.

Instead of complaining about how the league treats you, ask yourself what you can contribute to the league.

There must be ideological awareness and a spirit of self-sacrifice.

We must give up our small family and strive to create value for everyone.

Don't complain about the exploitation of those big companies, don't complain about the squeeze of the chamber of commerce, be grateful and sing praises.

Because it is thanks to the efforts of big entrepreneurs that human beings can colonize the Andromeda Nebula and survive.

People can have their own houses and their own land.

The people of every alliance must be closely united with the big business, so as to avoid the persecution of those aliens and survive in this dangerous universe.

Without big companies and chambers of commerce, there would be no Wotan Union.

The people of the alliance will suffer and become slaves of aliens.

But when he grows up, he finds that many things are not as described in the book.

Every word in the book tells him to love the League and dedicate his life to the League.

But there is no word to tell him what to do if the alliance doesn't love him! !

If the alliance regards him as a dispensable consumable! !

What should he do! !

No dignity, no recognition, and no money.

Wesker doesn't want to fight.

I don't want to run hundreds or thousands of light years to kill someone I don't even know.

He doesn't know that damn empire.

He didn't know where the hell the Milky Way was.

He only knows the east, west, north, south of Velo planet.

Knowing that a glass of ale in the small town is five credits, and knowing that if you add more money, you can let a young girl who accompanied you drink with you.

His world is small.

Small enough to make those high-ups in the league laugh at his ignorance and short-sightedness.

But he had no choice.

He was born with a heavy loan before he did anything.

No matter how hard he tried, there was no way to repay those loans.

All profitable businesses have been monopolized by those super companies.

It is illegal for him to bypass those enterprises and sell his own grain for a higher profit.

Those law enforcement officers are on the lookout for any non-compliant business practices day and night.

Violent means are used to require people to go to stores that require commissions, and the platform sells its own products "legally and compliantly".

The laws of the Union are sacred and inviolable.

Debt weighs on everyone.

Everyone is trying their best to make money within the limits allowed by the rules.

But the more he tried his best, the poorer Wesker found himself.

For a stable extra income, people abuse themselves arbitrarily.

For example, for an extra fast delivery to a certain place, the owner initially quoted 500 credits.

In order to earn this extra money, some people did not hesitate to lower the price themselves, and only took four hundred and fifty.

The owner of the goods also lowered the price again and again.

Since someone gave four hundred and fifty, why did he give five hundred! !

At the next time, the price will be lowered again.

At the last job that was supposed to earn half, it only earned 10 percent, or even less.

In addition, those big companies will be given a share of it.

In the hands of those people, it is pitifully small.

Wesker went to the battlefield because he had no way to change his future.

Some people also said that maybe they can go through the maddening exams through study, and then change their destiny and enter a big company to work.

However, that was just an unattainable dream.

Those high-level children have already booked their positions in the enterprise.

People with a little connection also made arrangements early through their parents' relationship.

In those areas of monopoly, no one can question and challenge the field.

Putting a dog at a high level can guarantee its normal operation.

Businesses don't need elites at the top.

As long as the existence of the ancestral core and database is maintained, everything will be fine.

Companies will release those hard and tiring jobs to encourage people to compete.

Those people have worked hard all their lives to be a dog that others can discard at will and can lick their bones twice.

1% of the resources are reserved for the 99% of the underlying competition.

Those business owners watched them fight and bite like dogs, and then said a few words hypocritically, people should accept their fate, they should learn to be a dedicated screw, and use their physical strength to make money, so that life will become more and more sweet.

For money, women have become the playthings of those who have power and money.

For money, men have become slaves like walking dead.

Every word in every book extols peace and belittles war.

Anyone who thinks they support war is either cerebral palsy or an idiot.

But when war is the only way to change one's future destiny, no one will reject war.

Wesker said goodbye to his parents and packed his bags.

He doesn't want to kill other people.

But he didn't want to endure that miserable life anymore, being overwhelmed by heavy debts.

He wants to climb up and live a less tiring life.

Want to have a stable home, a partner who loves him, a life that can live well without debt.

Those few veterans talked and talked, but they stopped talking.

Wesker kept this sentence in his heart.

The league loses, and the debt is gone.

Didn't my long-cherished wish come true? !

If the wages cannot be paid, then why fight! !

Sacrifice for the Union? ?

Go shit.

The military headquarters of Planet Rick 3 is set up in a huge fortress.

The military commander in charge of planetary defense is Edwin.

An elite who is already in a high position at a young age.

Edwin was born in the Demos family.

That family has a long history, dating back to the establishment of the Wotan Alliance.

The family power has deep roots and extensive connections in the alliance army.

Only Edwin could be promoted so quickly, becoming a surface commander in charge of a planet's defense.

This time the war is over, he will be able to climb up a few positions with this excellent gold-plated resume.

He stood on the watchtower of a tower at the highest point of the fortress.

The watchtower can take in everything in the entire fortress.

A fortress has a ring built with high walls.

Each high wall is extremely huge, like a towering mountain lying on the plain.

The surface of the wall is smooth and shiny, like sharp canine teeth made of metal, firmly rooted in the rock.

Different high walls intersect with each other to form a misplaced defense.

A large number of artillery and soldiers are patrolling back and forth.

There are also a large number of fighter planes in the sky, and drones fly by.

At this moment, it was the moment when the morning sun had just risen, and the soft golden sunlight reflected the shimmering light on the city wall.

The hazy energy force field rippled in the air.

Edwin was full of complacency and confidence.

Such a majestic and indestructible high wall is like a giant dam. The enemy's offensive is like a raging water wave. It looks terrible, but it will eventually smash into the high wall.

What power can capture this fortress! !

Unless the gods come.

After inspecting the defense of the fortress, Edwin turned and walked down.

A military council is already waiting for him in the command room.

When he walked into the command room, several generals and commanders stationed as him were already in place.

A huge suspended projection has also been turned on, outlining the defense of the Rick 3 planet in the air.

The several alliance commanders all frowned deeply, holding data pads and talking in low voices.

The Alliance's military supplies were attacked by the Empire again.

There is no doubt that the empire is victorious.

War funds that should have arrived here three days ago were also lost in that battle.

They're stuck.

There is no money to pay soldiers.

"We don't have enough credit coins to distribute to soldiers, unless they are willing to accept only 70% of the credit." A commander swiped the data pad in his hand, and said in a somewhat helpless tone, "According to the war funds in our hands Calculated, if only 70% is paid, the reserves in our hands are enough to last for a month."

"Then let's do it this way. It's better to send 70% of the money than not to send it. At least it can make them feel at ease and avoid trouble." A man with white hair said.

"Then don't pay it, first pay the full salary of the senior officers." A man sitting in his seat with his eyes closed said: "Tell those soldiers that the salary will be paid out once every six months."

"Will there be any problems?" said the commander who proposed to issue 70% of the money, "Those soldiers will mutiny."

"They dare!" The man slammed the table, "Whoever dares to make trouble at this juncture, then he is a traitor to the alliance, and the shameless person who handed the enemy a knife must be sent to a military court."

"Why don't you send 70% to appease the army, and you can stabilize the morale of the army." An experienced military commander said.

"For the first officer, not only the full amount, but also the bonus." Edwin heard the discussion of the commanders, interrupted, and said domineeringly.

He is the commander-in-chief of the planet's surface, and everyone has to listen to him.

He is the elite of the league, with insight and wisdom that no one else has.

"Why do you want to do this!!" Someone asked in puzzlement: "The army will mutiny."

"Satisfy the officers first, then you can suppress the army. Do you understand! Those low-level soldiers are hopelessly stupid. Without the suppression and control of the officers, they will definitely cause unimaginable troubles, and there is no way to form a strong control .”

"Satisfy those officers first, and then talk about other things. And those officers are generally from guilds and enterprises, unlike those big-headed soldiers who are all from the bottom. If you neglect those officers, even if you win, you will have to suffer a military court Punishment over there."

As a member of the Timos family, Edwin naturally knew who the officers at all levels were.

They may all be representatives of enterprises or children of certain families.

Those big soldiers are used for sacrifice. After the war is over, it is unknown whether they will be there or not.

At that time, their salaries will be paid together with pensions.

The big soldiers generally owe money to the chamber of commerce, and if they don't give pensions, they will definitely be brought to the parliament.

Those chambers of commerce don't care if people die or not, but if they don't pay back the money, it's absolutely impossible.

Even if those big soldiers are alive, they can't say anything.

It's not that they won't be issued to you, it's just that they are in financial difficulties, and all will be honored after the end of the war.

I am not even willing to make this little contribution to the alliance, and I am not yet a member of the alliance.

Ideological awareness is so low.

There is no sense of community and self-sacrifice.

Those guys who maliciously ask for salary should all be sent to military courts.

Those officers were different.

Behind them are all chambers of commerce and families.

Annoyed them, and it will cause him some troubles in the future, and it will be difficult to work on many things.

As the general commander of the surface, Edwin's authority is still great.

At least in terms of ground troops, he has the final say.

Everyone looked at each other and could only do what he wanted.

After talking about salary, they discussed another matter.

"There is still a vacancy for the post of regimental commander in the garrison of a mining site in the western continent. Let's confirm this in advance today."

"This non-commissioned officer named Kodd should be quite suitable. He has been in the army for more than ten years. He started from the grassroots and worked his way to the position of company commander. He has also experienced some actual combat."

As the commanders discussed.

A man appears in a holographic projection.

His body is strong and powerful, and his eyes are as sharp as a falcon.

He has short hair and a few shocking scars on his face.

At first glance, it looks like a veteran who has been baptized by blood and fire.

Edwin took a look.

Born at the bottom, no background.

How can such a person do a good job.

"This candidate is still a bit reckless, and needs more experience and experience." Edwin rejected the commander's proposal, and with a swipe of his hand, he chose his candidate. "Look at this new company commander, Cole, from the Tus family. He has been in the army for a year and a half, and he has already been promoted to the position of company commander. Although he still can't recognize all the military equipment, he still has to rely on cheat sheets to say the slogans and instructions. But he is diligent, willing to learn, and works hard, so he is just right to be the head of the regiment, as a young man, he just needs to experience some experience, and we have to give him more opportunities."

"Of course, you can speak freely if you have any questions. There is no talk here. What is emphasized here is democracy, and what is emphasized is to convince people with reason."

Several other commanders participating in the meeting glanced at each other.

The officer who had refuted Edwin last time had now gone to dig trenches.

It seems that they are asked to give opinions, but in fact, whoever gives opinions will dig trenches.

Seeing that no one had any objections, Edwin nodded, signed the appointment document, handed it over to the sergeant at the side, and asked this young man named Cole to come and see him.

Edwin's private reception room is very luxurious and resplendent.

Push the door and go in, and you will see a chandelier polished by rare crystals, which reflects brightly.

The scarlet carpet was soft and covered the entire room.

There are also various precious works of art on the bookshelves.

There is also a command knife placed on the knife holder.

Ergonomic leather seats allow guests to feel more relaxed than ever.

Just passing through the reception room, Cole had a clear understanding of the financial resources of the Timos family.

As expected of the alliance family that has been controlling the army.

The power of the family is terrifying.

"Commander." Cole's attitude was very respectful.

Edwin nodded, he was very satisfied with the attitude of the other party.

"I pushed you up against all odds, Cole, you must perform well, don't let down the prestige of the Tuss family, and don't let down your father's expectations for you. For you, he tried his best to do it for you. You pave the way."

"I understand, my lord, I must do my duty and obey your orders resolutely." Cole shouted in a sworn tone.

"This alliance was established by our ancestors after suffering. If we don't defend it, who will defend it?? Rely on those unconscionable pariahs? Their ancestors did nothing, and they are naturally humble. Born to suffer."

"They refuse to reflect on themselves and complete their work well, but they only complain that we are in a high position and that the world is unfair. But they don't want to think about it. If their ancestors were willing to endure hardships tens of thousands of years ago, they would If they work hard, they can be like us? So they should not complain about us, but their ancestors, unfortunately, very few people can see this clearly."

Cole stood upright and gave an unofficial Union military salute.

"The Gouli Alliance lives and dies, and the family inherits our responsibility. The children of the Tusi family have joined the army for generations, and my generation will not disappoint the honor of our ancestors."

Edwin patted Cole on the shoulder, feeling more and more satisfied.

This is the cornerstone of the alliance.

Just when I was about to say some words of encouragement, the harsh siren sounded.

A flood of messages poured into the command room of the fortress.

Here comes the empire.

The Flesh Tearers have their Celestial-class warships.

However, Seth, who was the atoner and gave up the position of Chapter Leader, did not bring him out.

He chose a battleship as his flagship.

He christened the battleship Atonement.

The meaning is self-evident.

The Pathfinder Chapter routed the Alliance forces attempting to launch a surprise assault on the Empire, and captured a large number of Alliance soldiers.

Star charts and military information for the entire alliance were obtained from their databases.

The first trophy Seth chose was the Rick Galaxy.

That system is on the border of the Alliance.

There is a habitable world.

Starting from this planet, he starts his journey of redemption until the goal of a thousand planets is achieved.

After learning from the captain's communication that the fleet has entered the Rick galaxy.

Seth and his men in full armor came out of their training room and strode to the bridge.

Two priests holding mechanical gear scepters walked on both sides of them.

A group of people passed through the crowded lower deck.

Holding the censer in hand, surrounded by the smoke from the incense, the priest prayed, blessing the hard-working crew members in the name of the Holy Emperor and the Great Emperor, and relieving their inner depression and confusion.

Walk between those biological instrumentation stations.

There is always the sound of mechanical gears and energy leaping in those devices.

Penitent slaves with eyes and mouths sewn on were bound to those machines.

Data cables connect the programmed minds to keep these devices running smoothly.

Walk along a wide corridor flanked by statues of heroes of the Empire to the strategic area.

Shouts for the Holy Emperor are endless.

People can draw strength from these slogans even if they are more than two million light-years away from Terra.

They are genuinely excited to serve the cause of the Holy Emperor.

When Seth enters the bridge.

The Wotan Alliance's space station on the edge of the galaxy is already crumbling.

It was an incomparably huge structure.

Constructed of carbon-steel composite materials, it makes periodic flights around the stars of the Rick galaxy.

It is full of artillery positions, and various interference weapons are installed.

However, in front of the Imperial fleet, it is just a moving target.

A series of beams and missiles that illuminated the void hit the space station, causing a series of ripples on its shield.

The shield technology used by the Wotan Alliance is the same as the void shield used by the Empire in principle.

In terms of application, the Wotan Alliance's shields are a bit more advanced than the Empire's old-fashioned shields.

If you use a conventional attack, you need to consume a lot of energy and shells.

And the broken shield will return to normal after a few seconds.

The Empire took another approach to destroying the Wotan Alliance's space station.

Use space bombs to bombard the space structure around the target, destroy its space continuity, and use space tension to destroy the space station.

This trick is very useful.

The space station, which could have been bombed for days or even months, was torn apart by the tension in the continuous space tremors.

The space created by the Wotan Alliance stands extremely weak in front of the rules of the universe.

Under the bombardment of the imperial fleet one after another, the huge orbital space station was completely destroyed.

It was engulfed in constant explosions and flames, gradually collapsing.

Torn to pieces by the continuously stretching and contracting space structure.

Part of the warships of the Wotan Alliance formed a chisel offensive.

But was defeated in front of the imperial offensive.

The empire's fleet soon approached the only terrestrial planet in the Rick galaxy - the Rick III planet.

Rick 3 is rich in a special mineral, which is an important raw material for the alliance's military industry.

To this end, the Wotan Alliance has established a complete defense system in low-Earth orbit.

Huge orbital ports are lined with disruptors and shield generators.

To deal with these space stations, you cannot use space bombs like you do outside the galaxy.

In that case, it is very likely that various natural disasters will occur on the entire planet, and even the planet will disintegrate.

The ultimate goal of the empire is to obtain planets and resources for external expansion, not simply to slash and destroy all the way in the name of the holy emperor.

That's something only the Chaos God would do.

As a ruler, Guilliman would never allow his subordinates to do such a thing.

Seth presents a thousand worlds to the Holy Emperor.

Nor can nature be a fragmented wreck.

Seth gazed at the orbital ring of steel and diamond that circled the entire planet below.

Countless tiny spots emitting light covered the surface of the pitch-black body.

Those were cannons in uncountable numbers, shells and lances screaming across the starry sky, bombarding the ships of the Empire.

The sheer size of the orbital station is daunting.

It's like a giant wall that spans the galaxy.

Half a kilometer in width and height.

Intertwined cannons and spears illuminated its profile.

Fragments of the alliance ships floated in the void, in stark contrast to the immobile steel track.

The orbital rings are more fortified than the space stations on the outskirts of the galaxy.

In order to seize this world without destroying the planet, there are not many ways the empire can use.

Seth didn't bother to use other methods.

"Order the fleet to focus fire, punch a hole in the opponent's shield, and get all the battle brothers ready to teleport. We will dedicate this world to the Holy Emperor."

"Whoever dares to bear arms in front of you is an enemy and needs no forgiveness."

Seth watched his battle brothers.

Each confessed that he was guilty of sin.

They only narrowly failed to live up to the Holy Emperor, and only in blood and fire can such sins be washed away.

The priest affixes the oath papers for them, and the servitor performs the final inspection.

When the news came from the captain.

The priest and the machine servant left from the teleportation deck.

After a tacit salvo by the imperial fleet, it penetrated the defensive shield of the orbital ring.

The teleportation beam also lights up.

There was a flash of light.

By the time the Flesh Tearers opened their eyes again, they had already landed on a huge platform.

Confusion showed on the faces of the Alliance soldiers.

"The time to kill, for the Holy Emperor, for the Holy Blood." Seth roared, using a huge chainsword with subatomic cutting ability.

The chainsword roared deafeningly.

Before the first alliance soldier could react, he was chopped into pieces.

The scene was extremely tragic, the armor was sawed open, the flesh was also torn apart, and the intestines and blood flowed out together.

The other Flesh Tearers pulled the trigger too.

Blow up the soldiers closest to them to pieces.

Soldiers of the Wotan Union were torn to pieces by explosive bombs and had their limbs amputated.

Blood smeared every surface.

Seth marched in roar, fighting in the name of the Holy Emperor.

Slash with his chainsword, blast with his bolters.

The dead were in pieces, their intestines flying out.

An Alliance soldier charged at him, screaming in anger and terror.

Seth easily dodged the opponent's attack, grabbed the opponent's face, and stabbed the chainsword in his hand into the opponent's chest.

Pulled out the opponent's internal organs.

Jaws whizzed through armor, flesh and bone.

The Alliance soldier screamed, filled with pain, until he died.

The Alliance mechanical troop rushed over from the corridor and attacked the invading Flesh Tearmen.

The mechanical troops use the power armor made of those ancient technologies.

The defense of each set of power armor is astonishingly terrifying.

The reactor is used to provide power drive, and it is also equipped with individual shields and various powerful weapons.

If the means of long-range bombardment is used, it is difficult to defeat these mechanical troops.

Their individual shields make them immune to most attacks.

Only by using melee weapons to bite through their armor and shred the biochemical prosthetics implanted in them can these enemies be truly dealt with.

Seth fought hard among those mechanical troops, tearing a path through the enemy's army, leading to the core area of ​​the orbital ring.

His battle brothers followed closely by his side.

The cobweb-like corridors and passages are connected, and the enemies come from all directions like a tide, but they are smashed to pieces by the empire's offensive.

The defense grew desperate.

No matter what they do, it is difficult to hinder the offensive of the empire.

Seth's helmet detector indicated that they were approaching the orbital ring's command center.

Captured there, the Orbital Ring's defenses and artillery would be thrown into disarray.

Even shields will be lowered.

That would be a disaster for the Wotan Alliance army.

Alliance soldiers built their defenses with armor.

The melta cannons and laser cannons were also activated, waiting for the trigger to be fired before firing beams capable of melting and piercing steel.

At the first sight of the Imperial troops, the defenders opened fire.

The passage was filled with ejected shells and bullets, and endless halos lit up the walls on both sides.

However, that defense is useless against the Flesh Tearer.

They used their teleportation ability to bypass the firepower and appeared directly behind the opponent. The weapons in their hands easily tore the soldiers of the Wotan Alliance to pieces.

This process is repeated over and over again.

Any line of defense is pointless.

The meat tearers go all the way.

Countless dark gray and scarlet corpses were left behind.

With screams and cries, the last line of defense also fell.

Seth and the others crossed the defense line full of splashed blood and broken corpses, and walked into the command center of the orbital ring.

The first thing that catches the eye is the tall and wide dome with a light blue arc jumping on the top.

A huge cylindrical platform stands under the dome.

The platform is densely loaded with computing engines like bead chains.

The sharp sound of energy transmission rang out from time to time.

Heavy cables formed a complex network above the platform, and at the end disappeared into the armor-wrapped passage.

The hovering drone hummed, and the red beams it released scanned the huge database of computing engines.

Around the platform, hundreds of Wotan Alliance fighters have gathered.

They used armor and defensive materials to stack up intricate defensive trenches on the empty floor.

When Seth and others walked into the hall, the melta cannon, the chain machine gun, the multi-barreled laser cannon, and the weapons in the hands of the alliance soldiers all fired.

Destructive light instantly filled the entire hall.

Such a defense is meaningless to the Empire.

Seth had already entered the veil of reality and illusion before those attacks hit him, revealing himself in the enemy's position again.

With a wave of the chainsword in his hand, he cut the alliance soldier who was manipulating the machine gun into two pieces, even the machine gun that spewed out flames.

Other Flesh Tear fighters adopted the same tactic.

One after another, screams and horrific screams resounded throughout the room, and even spread outside the corridor.

Those Alliance fighters ushered in their own doom in horror.

Watching those damn hell demon gods tear everything apart. Turn the huge command center into a purgatory.

The surviving soldiers were so frightened that they dropped their weapons and fled.

Fear spread like a plague across the ring.

After the fall of the first command center, the orbital ring's artillery coordination and shields went wrong.

The Imperial fleet seized the opportunity and teleported large numbers of troops to the orbital ring for a final purge.

Once the tidal wave of destruction begins to spread, it cannot be stopped.

Blood flows from one control point to the next.

From the ground, the orbital ring looks like it has been infected by some kind of disease that is eating away at a breakneck pace.

The burning flames spread and spread rapidly from node to node.

After the orbital ring declared its fall.

The warplanes of the empire roared down from the sky, passed through the atmosphere, and planned to seize the air supremacy of planet Rick III.

Wesker, who was standing on the city wall, could see the light emerging from the sky.

That's the flame from the orbital ring's fall.

Only a few days have passed since the alarm sounded.

From the destruction of the space station outside the first galaxy, to the fall of the orbital ring, and the appearance of the Imperial fighter, the speed is too fast to react.

Realizing the strength of the empire, the headquarters made a decisive decision and decided to defend the fort first and transfer all the troops back to the garrison.

Under the leadership of Edwin, many alliance generals swore to fight the empire to the end.

People in the fortress will never surrender.

The alliance generals are so strong, and some of the reasons are on the side of the empire.

The empire sentenced all surrendered generals to death.

The death of the Karen sage made the upper echelons of the empire extremely angry.

The indiscriminate massacre of civilians and lower classes is another thing that the Holy Emperor does not allow.

For this reason, they can only cast their anger on the top leaders of the alliance.

So far, the top leaders of the alliance who surrendered have basically been executed.

Of course, there are some political considerations involved.

The war has started.

A peaceful alliance is no longer possible.

Even if the Wotan Alliance is subdued now, its heart is full of hatred.

will become a destabilizing factor in the future.

Just like those nobles at the beginning of the imperial reform.

They will complain that the empire has taken their power away.

Constant attempts to challenge the reforms of the Holy Emperor.

He does not hesitate to do all kinds of things that harm the interests of mankind, just to prove that the reform of the Holy Emperor is wrong.

In order to rule the Andromeda Nebula smoothly and allow the local human bloodline branch to integrate into the empire, the original alliance must be completely destroyed.

Families, businesses, congressmen, etc. that have influence and control wealth and power, all must be destroyed by the most violent means.

Only through complete destruction can a new order belonging to the empire be rebuilt in the ruins.

It makes no difference whether Edwin and the others surrender or not.

They are all going to die.

All the top leaders of the alliance regard death as home, and would rather die than surrender.

Wesker and other leading soldiers are not so determined.

The chief soldiers recruited temporarily like this are typical cannon fodder.

The reason why they are not afraid of death is for money.

It turned out that the promised salary was not paid, so it was difficult to work hard.

Don't even give the agreed money, work hard! ! Sell ​​it.

"We have to change our way of life." Ke De looked at the brothers in the company, "It's useless if you continue to work hard, they don't give you any money, and we don't get any benefits, so just leave us the job of dying. .”

Cord has worked for the league for more than ten years, and there are seven or eight injuries that almost killed him.

Only then did he get the position of a company commander.

A few days ago, I thought I could fill a gap and upgrade to another liter.

As a result, another kid was airborne.

That bastard had to look at the cheat sheet to read the army slogans, and couldn't even recognize light, medium and heavy vehicles, so he became the commander of the f---.

Just because that brat has a background! !

Just because they were born well! !

Cord thought he was a joke.

He shed blood and tears for the alliance, rolled around in the pile of dead people countless times, and didn't even get a wife to warm the bed.

That's it! !

Wesker didn't speak, but sadness also appeared in his heart.

If he fails to repay the loan in time, he will be punished, and the penalty interest will be more terrifying than the principal.

At that time, the land will be confiscated, and a large sum of money will be owed.

At that time, if he dies, the pension he received may not be able to cover that amount.

Then what's the point of him coming out to sacrifice his life! !

"Then we won't work hard for them," said a soldier.

"Yeah, why?"

"Fuck the League."

"Go eat shit, labor and management don't care about them."

Seeing the excited crowd, who were holding weapons tightly in their hands, Kord showed a cruel smile.

He wasn't the only one who was dissatisfied.

The league's long history of corruption has pissed off a lot of people.

A position that you can't even get if you risk your life, you only need to rely on your background to get it.

Dissatisfaction grew in the hearts of those people.

It's a pity that there was no chance before, the alliance is too big, and all kinds of cutting-edge technologies are in the hands of enterprises and chambers of commerce. Those who want to resist them often end in misery.

The arrival of the empire made them see an opportunity.

No matter what the empire looks like, as long as the top leaders of the alliance die, the alliance will be in chaos.

Chaos represents opportunity.

"Go, kill them." Kord shouted.

The Kord Company riot was just the tip of the iceberg.

Many dissatisfied people became the source of rebellion at the slightest provocation.

Take weapons against the empire, the end is a dead end.

There is still a way to survive if you surrender early.

With such a small salary, it is impossible to fight against those monsters like hell demon gods.

It's better to kill the top leaders of the alliance.

How bad can it be if you lose, at most it will be over.

If you win, you can clear your debts, and you can get revenge if you have grudges.

The strong fortress has not yet received the attack of the empire, but it has already become a sea of ​​​​flames in the riots.

The soldiers who didn't get paid were already very resentful, and the strength of the empire made them feel that the alliance was maliciously asking them to die.

The benefits are taken by yourself.

Let me die! !

There is no such reason in this world! !

During the riot, the headquarters was also attacked.

Countless soldiers who wanted to kill the commander all flocked to kill the bastard who deducted their salary.

"Traitors, despicable and shameless traitors, do you know what you are doing?" Edwin, who was hiding in the headquarters, screamed angrily, and there were some armed officers and personal guards beside him, "Where is your loyalty? Alliance Birth you, raise you, but you turn to foreign enemies. So selfish, so ignorant of repaying kindness, really wolf-hearted, not as good as animals."

Among the soldiers surrounded outside the headquarters, no one answered his words.

"My lord, we have to endure hardships for our descendants, otherwise they will have to complain that our ancestors have not endured hardships."

The fall of the Command is inevitable.

It was as if a single spark was thrown onto the dry grassland and quickly ignited a fire.

The rioting crowd was too large.

In the end, all the soldiers joined the riot.

They even pointed the muzzles of the heavy vehicles used for city defense at the headquarters.

Edwin and his men had to give up resistance and walk out.

Codd quickly led people to occupy the headquarters.

He immediately asked technical experts to send a message of surrender to the empire.