blackstone code

Chapter 1596 Harsh
The federal field hospital was attacked, soldiers and doctors were kidnapped, and it took only 24 hours to free a considerable number of the hostages.

Others were brutally killed by local militants.

In terms of military operations, this was a successful operation, and the rescue was completed at a speed beyond people's imagination.

But that doesn't mean it's over.

On the square outside Bu Paine's presidential palace, some people held up banners such as "Justify the name of the hero" and "Hate must be washed away with blood".

With the prevalence of great revanchism, what people pay attention to is not tolerance and tolerance, but revenge!

This is also very much in line with what the Federation is going to do in Mariro. Strict management will definitely be in some ways...somewhat beyond certain boundaries.

But if all of this is supported by the people, then it is not illegal!
This incident not only caused great turmoil in the Federation, but also caused great turmoil in Mariro.

"These idiots!"

In a house in the small city of Marillo, a bearded man in his thirties cursed while having his beard lathered.

He's going to shave off his beard.

In Marillo, a beard is a sign of a manhood.

It can be a small beard or a big beard. In this country with a long history, only adult men are eligible to grow a beard to show that they have grown up and started to take responsibility.

Most locals only wear mustaches, or short beards with a little styling.

It's hard for you to imagine that in a poor place like Mariro, those men even have problems eating, but they care about their beards beyond ordinary attitudes!
They can go hungry, but they must have some money left over to make their beards look good.

The young man in the previous room liked the beard because it made him look more grown-up and more aggressive.

The big beard made him a kind of label for a period of time.

However, with the kidnapping of federal hostages, the entire Mariro area has now begun to tighten up.

The city was originally managed by a small number of federal people and a large number of local people, but now there are many federal soldiers stationed there.

These federal soldiers are not those Mariroans. Under the rule of the federal people, the locals will more or less cover their own people.

But the Federals don't.

They have asked all residents who have participated in anti-government armed forces or participated in military operations against the Federation to spontaneously surrender to the square with weapons.

After being investigated, these people will be transferred to the nearby Aix concentration camp for custody.

They will not be released until the war is completely over.

At the same time, the federal people continue to broadcast to all the residents in the city through the radio. If someone can report others, if the report is successful, the reporter will be rewarded to go further south.

Maybe even become a merchant farmer!

Merchant farmers were a local term, presumably referring to those farming families who cultivated cash crops for the Commonwealth.

The federal people will distribute farming tools, seeds, fertilizers, and even arrange special people to instruct them on how to cultivate those commercial crops.

When the commercial crops are mature, the federal people will drive to buy them, and the price given is not low.

A stable job, a high income, and a chance to immigrate to the Federation are the ultimate dreams of almost all ordinary people at the bottom of Marillo!
They didn't have such an opportunity before, because too many people had gathered there, and the Federation didn't plan to push the cultivation circle northward.

But now, the opportunity has come.

You only need to report other people, and once you succeed, you can go to the south immediately, which makes many people tempted.

So the bearded young man sat in front of the mirror while cursing and urging.

He used to be the captain of an armed squad, and before the Pengjieao people spent a lot of money, he also took some people to mix up some weapons, supplies and funds.

If those materials are not counted, the cost is about [-] federal sols.

Of the money, [-] is in his newly registered foreign bank account, and the other [-] has been converted into local cash and is in his hands.

After all, to maintain a "decent" image, you have to spend money, right?

He didn't actually think about going to fight the Federals or anything, he just... took the opportunity to make some money.

A lot of people are doing this, the Penteo people are so generous, they don't care if you really went back to fight against the Federation with weapons, materials and money, they only care that you went to them!

But now, a problem arises.

He cursed at those idiots. Are these people really crazy, or are they fascinated by those benefits?
They actually went against the Federation, attacked their camp, and kidnapped their people? !

He had realized that a huge storm had formed over Marillo.

The little people at the bottom sometimes have the wisdom of the little people.

Just like those creatures that are far inferior to humans, even though they are primitive from a certain point of view, when major natural disasters occur, they can predict them earlier than humans.

He nervously urged the barber to hurry up, hurry up!
The barber could only speed up and covered his face with a not-so-hot towel...

After more than ten minutes, the young man with only a mustache let out a sigh of satisfaction. He looked back at the barber and lifted his belt.

The barber's eyes followed his movements, fixed on his belt.

There is a gun pouch on the left and right sides, and a pistol is also stuck in it.

There was no doubt that the barber had encountered unreasonable people, and such people were not uncommon in Marillo, after all, everyone was poor.

The barber got out of the way helplessly, and the young man who hardly even knew himself left the barber shop swaggeringly.

He just saw himself in the mirror, if he didn't know very well that the person in the mirror was himself, he might not even know himself!
He, and everyone else, have forgotten what he looks like under the beard.

He thought that he would be lucky enough to escape the catastrophe until...

While eating in the evening, several Union soldiers came to his residence, and he saw the barber hiding behind the crowd.

He froze for a moment, an expression flashed across his face that he couldn't tell whether it was remorse or something, and finally lowered his head slowly.

With the help of a relatively famous old man nearby, he admitted his identity, but he said that he never attacked the federal army, nor did he think of harming the federal people.

He just... wanted to cheat some money from Peng Jieao.

The bearded man who no longer had a beard spoke very sincerely. If he wasn't afraid of death, he even wanted to cut his chest open to let these federal people see if his heart was bright red.

He was very humble and humble, and he assured everyone again and again that all this was actually a misunderstanding.

He thought that this matter would basically end here, but... what he didn't expect was that things were far more complicated than he imagined!

"It's him, he is our captain, he has been talking about planning to take us to attack your patrol team..."

A local young man who was escorted in from outside the door observed for a while, and immediately pointed out the identity of the bearded man, and uttered his usual bragging nonsense!

He's definitely going to do it!
Otherwise, why is he the captain and others are just players?
Otherwise, why would those Penteo people give him money, weapons and supplies?
Because he is the captain!

He always showed a performance that he was fighting against the Federation people all the time. Only when he did this, those people would believe that he was the one who stood on the opposite side of the Federation!
There is a very interesting little fairy tale in Marillo about a man who brags all day and finally gets the attention of the gods.

Once a god incarnated as a mortal walking in the world, met him, and chatted with him.

The braggart could not control his vanity again and started bragging crazily.

In his mouth, the sun, moon and stars revolve around him, and even the gods are ignored by him.

This angered the gods, who cut off his tongue, sewed his mouth shut, and cursed him and his descendants for generations to be unable to speak.

With this little story.Mariro people have accomplished the most basic and primitive part of family education-don't lie, don't talk big.

Everyone knows that lying, or talking big, is wrong, but there are always some people who can't control it.

When others talk about them, they will instead refute others with words like "If there is a God, let it punish me".

In the past, the bearded man thought the same way. He didn't think there would be a god in this world to punish him for such a small person.

But now, he believed it.

He had no way to explain, and finally he was escorted onto the truck to Aix concentration camp, waiting for him, will be a new life...

As for the other small team members, they will not let them go so easily.

This kidnapping incident was too bad. The federal government and the military decided to deal with it strictly in order not to say to completely eliminate it, but to increase the cost of the crime.

All the members who participated in the armed resistance team of the bearded men had their thumbs cut off in front of everyone in the square of this small city!
Everyone knows that cutting off the thumb is the most terrible injury to the workforce!

This means that these people cannot use some utensils normally in the future, because they cannot stably "hold", "grasp", "hold", "pinch" and other actions that require the use of thumbs.

They also can't use a weapon, they lack a thumb, so they can't stabilize the gun and shoot it.

They can't even want to work and do something!

They are useless!

In any sense!

(End of this chapter)