Always keep your head high.
As the mayor of "Boton City", Oppenmo has always maintained his inherent arrogance, silently shaking his head and saying: "Because there is no point in continuing the fight."
"oh?"
Lifting his chin with interest, Heath raised his eyebrows and said, "So what do you mean?"
"After being besieged by you for dozens of days, the supplies in 'Boton City' have been exhausted, and there are countless casualties."
"In short, it's still the same sentence..."
Narrow your eyes.
Obanmo said bluntly: "The citizens in 'Boton City', whether they are night watchmen or ordinary people, they all have the basic right to live. I don't want to see the lives of people in ruins, so I chose to surrender in Kaicheng."
He raised his head and looked directly at General Hiss, who was aloft.
Oban pondered for a moment and sighed softly: "You can deal with me however you want, but please be kind to them and don't embarrass other people in this city."
Although a bit pedantic, it is full of human touch.
In fact, the armies of the "Freedom Fist" conquered several large cities in succession. Those fortress cities that resisted to the end met with extremely tragic consequences.
The brutal massacre left the previous areas almost barren of vegetation.
I can tell--
Obenmo's words were sincere. He had no intention of continuing to anger the other party, and he did not disregard the lives of the people for the sake of his own glory, wealth and interests.
Putting aside personal life, death, honor and disgrace, I just hope that the citizens of "Boton City" can survive this catastrophe.
"Haha, what a pity..."
A cold smile.
Heath slowly lowered his head, glanced at his open palm casually, and said in a solemn tone: "It's a pity, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you."
Frowning slightly.
Obengmo immediately felt something was wrong and asked, "What do you mean by this?"
"The original intention of war, what is it for..."
Looking up at the embarrassed mayor in front of him, he suddenly showed a cruel smile.
Heath asked and answered himself on the spot: "Of course it is to plunder and kill in order to be justified. Only in this way can people be afraid, and only fear can produce awe."
Spread your hands.
His expression was terrifyingly calm, and Heath muttered to himself as he continued: "In order to enslave you more easily and make you surrender willingly, I have no choice but to be cruel."
A trace of despair flashed in his eyes.
Before Obenmo could speak, Heath, who was sitting on the throne, immediately raised his hand and boldly ordered: "Pass my order——"
Grinning.
Heath shouted in a deep voice: "From now on, we will slaughter the city for three days to strengthen the power of our army!"
"yes--"
The sergeants behind him responded loudly, their voices filled with unconcealable excitement.
"No, you can't do this?!"
He gritted his teeth and tried to step forward, but was forcefully held down by the officer on the side.
Oban was silently feeling like a knife, wishing he could immediately cut the man in front of him into pieces.
"Why not?"
He raised his eyebrows.
Heath crossed his legs and said confidently: "Don't forget, I am the winner of this war. Since I am a prisoner, I should behave like a prisoner. I have the final say!"
His whole body was shaking like crazy.
His weak body was severely suppressed by the officer. Obanmo tried to forcefully get up several times to fight the opponent, but unfortunately he was unable to do so.
Everything is a foregone conclusion, there is no room for turning back.
"Human rights and freedoms are all bullshit lies. The winner is the winner and the loser is the loser. This is the real reality..."
Lift your head.
Heath sighed and changed the topic: "However, you can rest assured about one thing. I will not kill you. I want you to live well and witness this city turn into a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood."
Say it.
The general on the throne raised his hand slightly, and immediately a guard came forward and grabbed the stunned mayor, and took him away from the place without any explanation.
"General!"
He raised his hand and pointed at the trembling politicians and staff in front of the city hall.
Still the same officer as before, he asked in a deep voice: "What should we do with these guys?"
"It depends on their attitude."
The murderous intent was evident in his eyes.
Heath sneered lightly and said: "If they are willing to kneel down and surrender to me, I will spare their lives for the time being. Otherwise, of course they will be punished on the spot."
As soon as these words came out.
Without any hesitation, everyone in front of the city hall knelt down in large numbers.
The nation and freedom were completely forgotten by them.
At this moment.
These politicians who usually talk about human rights are like a bunch of lost dogs.
As long as they can save their own lives, even if they are allowed to do any despicable and dirty deeds, they probably won't hesitate at all.
"Haha, a kid can be taught."
He nodded with satisfaction.
Heath couldn't help but ponder: "It seems that these human rights defenders of the Ocean Federation are still very flexible. They are not as stupid as the rumors say."
Say it.
In the military formation beside him, cold and biting laughter broke out on the spot.
It is refreshing to destroy the enemy on the physical level, but what is even more intoxicating is watching the enemy degrade due to fear step by step, until he is reduced to dust.
A few words were briefly exchanged.
The politicians and staff in front of them were immediately taken away in batches and imprisoned.
next moment--
Most of the city suddenly fell into chaos, and there were countless incidents of burning, killing and looting.
Military orders are like mountains.
After receiving the confirmation, the soldiers of "Freedom Fist" began to vent their animal desires unscrupulously.
Hot fire shot into the sky.
The roars of men and the wails of women echoed each other, as well as the screams and cries of the elderly and children, which made people feel chilling for a while.
Completely oblivious to the carnage going on in the streets.
The heavily armed Heath jumped down from the throne, waved his hand, and strode into the crumbling city hall with his cronies and entourage behind him.
"Wait a minute, General!"
Sudden.
Behind the crowd, a slender figure pushed aside the crowd and rushed towards Heath.
"Captain Thomas, the General is getting ready to rest. You can't..."
"Get away!"
He stared fiercely at the officer blocking the road.
The man in front of him is Thomas, the former rock star who has been following Heath for many years.
"Let him come..."
Heath stopped, turned around and muttered: "Thomas, if anything happens, let's go in and talk alone."
His face was covered in ash and scars.
The Thomas in front of him had obviously just experienced a fierce and fierce battle, but his expression was unusually solemn.
He glanced around at the sergeants.
Thomas also realized that this was not the place to talk. After all, in the public eye, the morale of the army still had to be taken into consideration.
"That's fine."
They looked at Heath from the distance.
Thomas finally endured it, and walked into the chaotic city hall with a straight face along with the commander of the army in front.
