Blackstone Code: Six hundred and eighty-six transformation

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Stop, stop.

Akumari, sitting in a truck smoking a cigarette, watched the smoke rising in the distance, and then an explosion sounded in his ear.

He was very nervous when he first came to bring Amelia province, the situation here is much more tense than the situation in Nagalil, the intermittent gunshots can be heard almost every day, and there is an unlucky guy in the convoy When I was fetching water, I was shot in the thigh by a bullet that flew from somewhere.

People were apprehensive, uneasy, and fearful, but soon enough, they got used to it.

As long as they don't go to the fringes of the city, and as long as there are no Gefrans nearby, they'll be safe.

Those who shoot black guns are dedicated to staring at the Gavra people, stay away from those Gavra patrols, and you won't provoke people.

During this period of time, the team has not been assigned any work, and everyone is in a state of having nothing to do, but the team leader said that even if there is nothing to do, the wages of two yuan a day will not be less!

Of course, this refers to those skilled jobs, such as truck drivers like Akumari, ordinary workers only get one or two dollars a day, Federal Sol.

It's nice to live like this. You don't have to do anything to get money. Some people even hope that the situation here is a little worse, and they can be lazy for longer.

The explosion in the distance was accompanied by the sound of dense gunfire, but Akumari's mind was not in this regard. He was smoking cheap cigarettes. This kind of thing he could not try before can now give him a little comfort. He has nowhere to put it. Heart.

Does it make sense to fight against power with arms?

He exhaled a puff of smoke and watched the low-quality thick smoke blown away by the weak air current, twisted, and finally disappeared, as if his thoughts were disorganized at this time.

In the beginning, what happened here changed his mind a bit. Maybe when the armed resistance organization is strong enough, it can indeed bring some impact to these powers, and even get back what belongs to them.

State, national consciousness, dignity and freedom.

But as the repression and resistance continued to push forward, until this moment, he began to feel a little lost.

Those rebel groups have been fighting for so many days, except for making a scene on the outskirts of the city. The advantage, after all, are these people outside the city.

But Akumari has always felt that these resistance groups are actually very weak. This feeling is very strange, but he can feel it.

Without political status and the ability to speak out, their ideas and what they want to do cannot be perceived by others, let alone understood and won more recognition and support.

He is confused, is armed resistance really worth it, and does it apply to Nagalil?

Just when he was confused, the leader of the team suddenly ran over. He kept slapping the door of the truck, awakening the driver inside.

According to the company's rules and regulations, even if the driver is not on duty, he must stay around the truck or in the compartment during working hours, otherwise the money will be deducted.

This is also for the team to be able to start anytime, anywhere. From this moment, the effect is very good.

"Move, move, boys, go to the dock!" The leader instructed the convoy, and the trucks immediately started and drove towards the dock.

Someone stuck his head out and asked the leader, "Boss, what are we going to do?"

The team leader is a Federalist, but he is a less stern Federalist. He does not arrogantly refuse to communicate with the Nagalils, and sometimes he acts very kindly.

Although he doesn't like people calling him boss, that's what Nagalil workers like to call him, and the word "boss" is a status symbol to Nagalilians.

There was a smile on the team leader's face. "The supplies are here. Someone will tell you the specific situation there. We will start work soon!"

The workers were talking about how soon they would start work, which seemed to mean something had changed.

The somewhat educated Akumai suddenly realized that the situation here seemed to be changing, maybe their Lynch boss had negotiated a partnership with the Gefra people, or something else.

There are many rivers in Ammelia, some of which are directly connected to the mouth of the sea, and some small cargo ships can come directly.

More than half an hour later, the convoy arrived at the wharf. In addition to a large number of goods piled up on the wharf, many sergeants in federal uniforms were getting dressed.

While loading and unloading the cargo, Akumari handed out a cigarette to the porter, and chatted along the way, "What's the situation?"

The stevedore was breathing while smoking, "I don't know, this is the third batch. It looks like it's not over yet. At least one or two thousand people came."

Akumari's expression was a little solemn, something did happen.

In the next few days, the gunfire in and out of Zhuris City continued. A large number of anti-government militants were raided by these federal mercenaries, and then shot on the spot after the public trial.

Akumari has seen it more than once, because sometimes too many people are caught, and the bodies need to be transported to the thermal power plant for incineration, which requires the use of a fleet of trucks.

The first time I saw that scene, Akumari's lips burned with a blister.

Tethered to a wooden board, in groups of ten, on a movable base, countless natives stood facing the citizens who came to watch, and then someone read their message guilt.

Most of them are crimes of vandalism, collaborating with the enemy, financing the enemy, assassinating patrols, etc., followed by public executions.

At this moment, the Gafra people were finally able to raise their eyebrows. They held up their spears and pulled the trigger without hesitation amid the suppressed cries of some people, killing everyone who was caught.

It is said that these are not the only ones who have been arrested. Many people have also been sent to some labor camps for forced labor. The crimes of these people are various and strange, but most of them are refusing to report, and committing crimes - their families Participated in the rebels, so they were all sinners, but the merciful Governor Seder allowed them to live, but they had to use labor to atone for themselves and their families.

This kind of day lasted for about half a month. After half a month, the gunshots that erupted from time to time were no longer heard, and the patrols were no longer attacked.

The Gefra people began to organize patrols to patrol the city again, and even at night they would not be afraid to retreat to the Imperial District and dare not come out.

All of this has something to do with a military organization called "Blackstone Security". Whenever he thinks of this, Akumari will look down at the sign on his left chest.

It was a black triangle with three cracks in it. Below it was "Blackstone Construction". He knew that the company he worked for had the same boss as Blackstone Security, Mr. Lynch.

This also caused him to be awakened by nightmares during this period of time. At this time, he deeply realized that force could not change anything at all!

Look at the resistance groups here in Amelia. They have advanced weapons and a large number of people. It is said that many of these resistance groups have also received militarized training. They almost captured a small town at one point.

But even so, so what?

After more professional military agencies were dispatched, they could only flee in embarrassment. After hearing that several major anti-government armed bases were destroyed, many people have already fled abroad.

They dare not come back at all. Those militants with Blackstone security badges on their chests are efficient and ruthless. There is no future for them to resist with force!

He thinks of the situation Nagalil is now facing, the country is divided, the ruler has become a puppet, and even the newly appointed king seems to have no intention of resisting.

In this case, is there any value in using armed force to resist the invasion of the Federals?

Will there be any good results?

No!

No way!

Akumari knew very well that even if he gave his compatriots the best weapons and the best military guidance, they would not be much better than the rebels here, or even worse than them.

Resistance of this intensity will only arouse the ferocity of the Federals, and there is no future for resistance by force.

Akumar has been thinking about how to find a future for Nagalil during this time. He was once lost, but now he has found a future.

Thoughts, out of thoughts breed peace, change people's view of Nagalil, and change Nagalil's view of themselves, Nagalil can have a future only when it becomes stronger from the inside out.

While he was working, he flipped through some federal books. He faintly felt that he was in a state of transformation. He also firmly believed that he could eventually change Nagalil and change the world.

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Lynch looked at the deserted street outside through the shutters. Except for the occasional two girls with heavy makeup who couldn't afford to wear anything, there were very few pedestrians and vehicles.

"The situation is much better now than before, Mr. Lynch." A native who had taken refuge with the Commonwealth explained the desertion on the street to Lynch, "At least we feel safer now than ever before. "

"I presumably know what people are thinking from some people I know who don't feel that ... what happened during this time fueled the hatred."

"Most of the people who are actually executed are ordinary criminals~IndoMTL.com~ Robbery, rape, theft, injury... These people are hateful, and punishing these people will not make people afraid!"

Akumari only saw death, but in fact many of the people who were shot during this time were gang members.

Let's not talk about Zhu Rees, the entire Amelia gang has been dealt a fatal blow, with or without criminals being caught and made to report.

At first people were reluctant to do that, but after a few actors were put in place, people started reporting the gangsters for their misdeeds.

Anyone who commits evil, regardless of the nature, will be shot.

There is no evil, but as long as they are gang members, they are sent directly to labor camps to work.

The entire social order became extraordinarily refreshing in an instant. In addition, Governor Seder re-constrained the behavior of the Gefra people, and the entire Ameria seemed to have experienced a torrential rain.

All the rotten and decayed leaves are rained down to the ground, and everything is new.