Dusand's ranks are gradually expanding.

In fact, when the massacre just happened, many armed security guards in Upper Albin heroically devoted themselves to early resistance and resistance operations. Although their resistance was of little effect on the church steam knights who were like tigers entering the flock, they miraculously gave many civilians who did not know what had happened to have a chance to escape.

The red signal flag saved countless lives, and also brought attacks on these brave armed security guards. Against the back and forth, the red signal flag waving back and forth seemed like a clear provocation. The steam knights of the church waved the armor-breaking hammers in their hands as if crazy at the armed security guards waving the red signal flag.

While moving forward with the team, Dusand kept seeing the red signal flag mixed with the minced meat pile on the street. He first ordered the team to continue moving forward, then stood in front of the minced meat pile and kept silent for a moment, pointed his right hand at the temple and saluted seriously, then bent down and carefully held up the red signal flag soaked in blood and limb fragments.

After carefully folding the red flags, Dusander put the flags soaked in his blood and even put them in his windbreaker with a fishy smell. He didn't care that the blood might directly stain his clothes, nor did he care about the possible risk of "infectious diseases".

These flags are much cleaner than nonsense like "The great emperor shines thousands of glorious..."

Dusander did not have any idea of ​​buying people's hearts when he made such a move. He just had a good impression of the red flags themselves, so he didn't think that these red flags that played a major role were abandoned in the pile of corpses.

But such a move was seen by the armed security guards. They were first surprised, then surprised, and then began to imitate silently.

On the way from Sunset Square to Constitution Square, dozens of armed security guards collected more than twenty blood-soaked flags, and then carefully placed them in their windbreakers.

Dusand, who was following behind, suddenly frowned. For some reason, he looked at the backs of these young and tired armed security guards and suddenly felt...their steps were stronger.

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"Come on me!" In the Constitution Square, several middle-aged men holding pistols swearing and kicking the soldiers behind the bunker with their feet. After several urging failed, they even shot directly at the ground, and cursed and deceived the soldiers and forced the soldiers to charge. "There are a group of country bumpkins and hooligans on the other side. As long as you rush up, they will run away!"

However, none of the soldiers who had been repelled four consecutive attacks dared to show their heads. They held rifles in their arms, and they dared to shiver behind the cover. What they feared was not only two movable steel turrets on the opposite position. Such turrets looked terrible, but as long as they could charge in a scattered line and approach the opponent's shooting blind spot, they would be safe.

What really scared them were the young people covered in blood but still guarding the positions, wearing gray windbreakers.

The opponent did not even have automatic weapons, and they were just bolt-action rifles that ordinary patrolmen would use. But behind the defensive positions that were built up, they could repel several times their attacks at each time.

People cannot change reality by distorting reality. These bolt-action rifles can repel young people who attack with automatic weapons rely on extremely bold combat methods and unafraid of fighting will.

They took advantage of the precise shooting of the bolt-action rifle in their hands and started shooting accurately the moment the attacker launched an attack. This kind of shooting will continue until they can clearly see the whites of the attacker's eyes.

Automatic weapons have huge recoils, and if you want to shoot accurately, you have to stop and aim. And these young people seem to know this - their shooting will give priority to "care" those who suddenly stop.

When the attacker approaches about 10 yols, the overwhelming mould bottle will suddenly appear in the air and create an insurable area of ​​flames. If someone can approach the fire, these young people will jump out of the bunker without hesitation and start hand-to-hand combat. If they are trapped in a heavy siege, they will pull the grenade hanging on their chests without hesitation and die with the attacker.

These young people's fighting style was so fierce that they even stole the limelight of the four steam knights in the position. After all, the steam knights could only kill one person at a time in the scattered line, and these young people could even die together with enemies that were several times more than themselves.

This combat style even reminds the soldiers of the mine protection team hired by the mining consortium to those allies who had seen on the battlefield.

Without heavy artillery preparations and without the steam knights on their own, these retired Imperial Army soldiers had no idea how to fight this battle. They did not understand why they had to use weapons to attack these young people who were clearly defending the capital of the imperial colony.

The senior managers of the mining consortium were furious, but their scolding and threats seemed to be completely useless now.

Of course, these senior managers knew what was going on here - the Imperial Church launched purification according to the orders of His Majesty the Emperor, which was of course the correct decision. But His Majesty could not sit idly by and watch the tens of thousands of loyal clergymen die with the untouchables of Neussal.

After the implementation of the Purification Order, the church's priests need to take a crossing ship of the mining complex to leave this disgusting little place. After they evacuate, the empire will implement the blockade of Nusar with the greatest strength, thereby achieving the fundamental purpose of the Purification Order.

Killing half of the population on the entire colonial star is a manifestation of His Majesty’s wrath. Leaving half of the people and allowing them to wait for the destined fate in the corpses of their relatives and friends is an expression of His Majesty’s benevolence.

The senior managers empathized with His Majesty's anger, but they were a little bit difficult to understand. After all, they suddenly stopped halfway and were ready to evacuate - this was very difficult. After all, the bearded priests who had already had their eyes red-eyed can't hold them up at all. If they want to establish a safe landing ground, they can only rely on them and the mining supervision team in their hands.

The mining supervision team itself plays an important role in deterring prisoners of war. In order to ensure that the mining supervision team can evacuate safely, these senior managers issued a strategy to drive all prisoners of war into the mine without hesitation and then blow up the entrance of the mine.

Anyway, after a few years, all the Newars were starved to death, these mines could still be used if they were reopened.

But they never figured out why these young boys who had never been on the battlefield could make the mining supervision team like this - the 400-manned mining supervision team was actually pressed by dozens of people, and they couldn't even raise their heads!

Dusand wandered between the defensive positions, constantly encouraging the armed security guards to continue to persevere, and brought them some ammunition and food supplies.

Whether it is the armed security guard, the two tanks, or the steam knight who rushed to support it... all the forces under Dusand were prepared in the mode of temporary combat.

The so-called "temporary combat mode" is actually that each person carries a kettle that can hold about two pints. It contains some water mixed with sugar and salt. There is no change of laundry, no gun maintenance set, and even nothing that can clean the blood stains on your hands.

Dusand didn't even think about the need to prepare any additional equipment for the armed security guards, after all, he really didn't understand this. The old accountant didn't think of this, not because he forgot.

The old accountant believed in his heart that this action did not have the possibility of "long-term" at all. Based on the training level and armed level of the armed security guards... everyone would probably die in about half a day, and even himself and Dusander could not escape.

Then there is no need to bring more things?

As a result... the progress of things was somewhat unexpected. Now, in addition to the enemy, there are blood scabs that have almost dried up on their bodies.

The blood that has been soaked in the clothes becomes hard and thrust after being blown dry by the wind. The originally soft sweaters and cotton shirts have become thrusts. As long as the movement is a little bigger, the skin on the body can be directly pierced.

Although they can be patient, this impact is real - the speed and accuracy of armed security guards lifting the muzzle will be affected, and their actions after retracting the bunker will become a little hesitant.

Such an unfavorable factor does exist. Dusand looked a little anxious, but... apart from using his fourteen-year-old height to deliver ammunition and collected water bottles to the brave armed security guards, Dusand really couldn't help anything else.

He is just a young man who has traveled to the empire for fourteen years, and is not a fantasy protagonist who can destroy the world with every move.

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"Manager, you can't fight anymore... I suggest we retreat a little first and make a way out." After organizing another attack, the captain of the mining team plucked up his courage and said to the angry manager of the mining consortium, "If we continue fighting, our people may not be able to clear out this square even if we are shining."

"This is the company's order!" The manager was anxious. They surrounded the captain of the mining supervision team and scolded angrily, "How can we give up halfway? So many people have died, and the order cannot be executed, and no one can afford this responsibility!"

"There is no need to attack for such people." The captain of the mining team explained, "We can let go of a road. If they can retreat by themselves, of course it is best - anyway, the mission purpose has been achieved. If they are unwilling to retreat, when the landing ship lands tomorrow, they can crush them to death by relying on the landing cabin."

The captain of the mining supervision team did not know that the purpose of capturing and establishing a landing field was to remove the priests as soon as possible, while these joint mining managers did not understand at all what conditions required to "establish a landing field".

Maybe you can really consider "creating" them with a landing ship?

So the two sides hit it off and left more than 200 bodies behind. After the mining consortium's mining consortium's mining supervision team withdrew from the bunker.

Looking at the enemies gradually fading away, the armed security guards first looked at each other in disbelief, and then hugged each other happily - when they hugged each other, their expressions grinned.

They took out the red flag they treasured in their arms and waved it in the air with all their might.

After his blood and the blood of his comrades melted on the flag together, these flags looked... red and thrilling.
Chapter completed!