Chapter 73: Why didn’t anyone beat him?
The next day, early in the morning, the sun was about to rise and the sky was just beginning to get bright.
In the outer city of Fuxing City, many soldiers were on duty all night.
At the front, in charge of setting up the checkpoint, were two major officers.
One of them said, "Randolph didn't come back last night. I don't know if he's dead or detained by the Governor."
Another asked, "Is the general angry?"
"No," the major replied at the beginning. "The general was quite happy to see that the governor's troops had actually stopped outside."
"You're quite happy? Randolph is his nephew."
The first person just shrugged, indicating that this is how it is.
"How cold-blooded, poor Randolph."
While chatting, one of them suddenly stretched out his hand and pointed at the dim morning mist outside: "What is that?"
The other person looked in the direction his finger pointed.
It was not yet completely daybreak, the light was insufficient, and there was still morning fog, so visibility was not very good. But he could still see, vaguely, a few giant-like figures, slowly approaching.
The two men looked at each other, one stepped back and blew a whistle to alert the soldiers stationed in Luca, while the other raised his gun and asked into the thick fog, "Who is it?"
However, there was no response from the fog. The figure walking in the thick fog said nothing. Only when it got a little closer, heavy footsteps could be heard.
The footsteps came a little suddenly. There was no sound before, like a ghost; now that they saw them, the footsteps were so obvious and heavy, as if a war drum was beating in their hearts.
He realized who was coming, but he didn't know what to do.
Open fire? I dare not!
First of all, he did not dare to take the responsibility of firing the first shot;
Secondly, and more importantly, he is now standing in front of Luca, blocking the way without even a cover. If he dares to fire the first shot, he will die the next second.
But whatever?
While he was struggling, he found that the soldiers stationed behind him were all ready after being reminded by the fellow officer he had just talked to. There were dozens of guns pointed at this place, which made him feel a lot more at ease.
He turned his gaze forward again and asked again.
"Who is it? Please answer!"
This time, there was still no response.
However, as the footsteps got closer, he could vaguely see who was coming.
The fiery red power armor and the iconic huge body undoubtedly represented their identities. Although they had never seen the man they were surrounding, he should be the Governor.
As they got closer, the blocking officers became more and more nervous, their hands sweating on their weapons.
He couldn't help but issue a third warning.
"Please stop, you are not allowed to pass!"
There was still no response, as if what was approaching were not living people, but a group of ghosts.
After the third warning, the attacker was already very close.
He couldn't help but turn his head and look at his companion, as if he wanted to know from his companion what to do next. As a result, he found that his companion was also looking at him, revealing the same question in his eyes.
According to the rules of the wasteland, if you encounter this kind of situation, you must shoot at them without hesitation. If the person is dead, there is no threat.
But here, regardless of political rules, will it be useful for the soldiers to shoot at these steel bodies with their rifles?
what to do?
No one knows what to do.
Under hesitation, entanglement, helplessness and tremendous pressure and tension, the soldiers and officers who set up the checkpoint just allowed the Space Marines and Battle Sisters to escort the Governor to them.
The time has come for the final decision.
The officer who had the final say still didn't dare to order the shooting, but he couldn't just let the man go.
Finally, he gritted his teeth and bravely stood in front of the crowd that was advancing step by step. He stretched out his hand to the leading Space Marine, made a gesture of rejection, and said:
"Stop moving forward! The front is forbidden..."
There was a dull thud.
His head was deflated.
The red-armored soldier walking in the front had no intention of stopping. Facing the obstruction, he simply stretched out his hand, as if to ward off a fly, and slapped the officer's face with the back of his hand.
The movement was too fast and the officer had no time to react, let alone dodge. His head deflated as if it had been hit by a sledgehammer.
The splattered blood stained the bright red armor and was completely unnoticeable.
His body tilted to the side, his legs and feet still twitching. His head was already in a shapeless state, and blood continued to flow out, soon forming a large pool.
No one cares, no one pays attention.
The pace of the Angel of Death who took action did not change at all. The people who followed did not even look to the side. Even the Battle Sister of the Holy Mercy Lily did not react to this.
The leading officer was dead, but the soldiers still didn't dare to shoot, even when the Space Marine kicked Luca to the ground.
No one dared to stand in front of them.
And so they allowed the Governor's team to pass.
As for the road ahead, Gu Hang and his group had a smooth journey.
Although people died at the first checkpoint, there was not much noise. There was no gunfire or artillery fire. Many soldiers at the rear had no idea what was happening, and quite a few of them were still asleep.
Under such circumstances, Gu Hang and his group of 19 people, swaggering on the street leading from the outer city to the inner city gate.
The environment of the outer city is not good, with random construction and no planning, and many alleys are very narrow, typical of high-density slums. However, the avenues extending from the gates leading to the inner city are still wide.
The deliberate heaviness of the power leg armor when it landed could float far away. Many soldiers on duty and awakened, looking around, saw them.
The majestic and powerful Space Marines and the heroic Battle Sisters are breathtaking to watch, and also highlight the dignity of the Governor under their protection.
Can these little soldiers deal with such a person?
No one dared to think about it.
But at the same time, they felt much more relieved.
Before, General Mondok was determined not to allow the Governor to enter the city, and even showed an attitude of strong resistance. Now, thank God, General Mondok has changed his mind.
——Most of the soldiers in the rear didn't know what happened in Luca. When they saw the governor and his entourage walking on the road, they thought it was normal and that the general allowed them to pass.
Otherwise, why didn't anyone beat them?
(End of this chapter)
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