This Game Is Too Realistic

Xifan Port District Court.

The scales symbolizing justice are carved on the marble walls, and there are circles of seats under the towering dome.

There were five judges sitting on the bench, all of them were in their fifties or sixties, their wrinkled faces were full of solemnity, and they looked respected.

The spacious jury box was also packed.

A small number of them are officers of the Southern Legion, and most of them are local Willant citizens in Xifan Port, or local Willant merchants who happen to pass by.

People are very enthusiastic about this trial, and some people even rushed over from Yongye Port or other colonies, not for the business opportunities brought by the upcoming 300,000 troops, just to go to the court to watch .

The reason why people are so interested is not only because of the identity of the defendant, but also because of the charges brought out in this trial, involving three betrayals-betrayal of the Willant people, betrayal of the legion, and betrayal of the marshal.

It is extremely rare in the history of the legion to put so many big hats on one person.

Especially this guy is still an honorary Weilante who was promoted by military exploits.

Everyone sitting in the jury box became even more curious!

It is said that the court collected a lot of money just by selling tickets for the jury seats!

Seeing the person being brought into court, Penny sitting in the jury box couldn't help clenching her fists, sweat dripping from her palms.

In the corner on the other side of the jury seat, a man wearing an officer's cap also sat in the auditorium.

He looks young, with a bulge in the middle of the bridge of the nose, and firm and stern eyes, looking at the pangolin being brought to the dock with interest, like an eagle overlooking its prey.

This person is Gurion, the commander-in-chief of the combat area of ​​Borneo Province, and the three-star ten thousand commander of the Southern Army!

Before coming to Xifan Port, he had heard a lot about the heroic deeds of this man named pangolin.

For example, holding back the alliance's attacking troops for a full month with one's own strength, and killing and injuring thousands of alliance members.

For example, single-handedly hunting and beheading the Mother of Claws in the Valley Province.

Another example is the record in Haiya Province and so on.

Now this guy appeared in Borneo Province again, and before he came here, he did another earth-shattering event.

Gurion couldn't help being a little curious.

This guy who is blocking the car with his arms is planning how to get out of trouble this time.

Just as he was staring at the man named pangolin with great interest, a person walked beside him.

The man pulled out the chair and sat next to him, and put the officer's hat on the table casually.

Gurion looked sideways slightly, seeing that famous face, the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up into a playful smile.

General McLenne? What a rare visitor. What wind brought the 'chief instructor' from Borneo?

Due to the hilarious performance of the Xilan Empire in a series of fields such as military affairs, economy, and diplomacy, McLennan, who went to Borneo Province as an instructor, was also implicated in his reputation in the army.

After all, those Borneans swimming butterfly at the mouth of the Yongliu River are all students of McLennan in name.

Even if their swimming skills have nothing to do with McCollen, and are mainly taught by the civil servants in Triumph City, they cannot get rid of the brand of McCollen on them.

He didn't care about General Gurion's ridicule, and McCllen just smiled lightly.

You are very similar to a... friend of mine. You are as talented and personable as he is, and you are as capable and infectious...I see a lot of him in you. I always argue with him, but Never won once.

Feeling a little embarrassed to be praised, Gurion laughed and said humbly.

Thank you. I appreciate the compliment.

Legs on knees, McLenne smiled.

You're welcome... But, don't you wonder who he is?

Gurion said gently.

Then let me ask you the name of this friend of yours, and please introduce him to me when you return to Triumph City next time.

McLenne said in the same gentle tone.

His name is Griffin, just like you, he is also a three-star Wanfu.

Hearing Griffin's name, Gurion's face turned cold at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his eyes narrowed dangerously.

What do you mean? Comparing me to a dead man?

Dead? McLenne looked sideways and gave him a slightly surprised look. General Griffin is a hero who received a state funeral. Are you showing disdain for him?

Gurion's expression froze for a moment, and he blocked his mouth with thousands of words, and finally only a half-cold smile came out.

...Hehe, the Eastern Legion used to rely on their mouths to fight wars. I am ignorant and ignorant.

He knew about Griffin. It is said that he died of a stroke suddenly when the Eastern Legion's expeditionary force had the upper hand.

The expeditionary force, which lost its commander, was forced to accept the ceasefire agreement proposed by the alliance and the enterprise, and regrettably ceased fire before the war was about to expand.

The Triumph announced the victory of the Eastern Legion Expeditionary Force, and in the end Griffin also received a glorious state funeral as a general.

No matter how he evaluates Griffin himself, that honor is not something he can laugh at.

The only one who spread the embarrassment was himself.

Looking at the shriveled Gurion, McLenne smiled lightly and said.

...Please don't get me wrong, General Gurion, I didn't mean to quarrel with you.

Gurion chuckled, and turned his gaze to the dock in the distance.

I heard that you picked that pangolin yourself?

McLenne nodded slightly.

That's right, during the Luoxia War, his immediate superior was Kerway, and both of them are my subordinates.

Hearing this sentence, Gurion immediately clicked his tongue as if he had seized some opportunity.

Tsk tsk, what a pity... But I'm not surprised at all. I can only say what kind of boss leads what kind of subordinates. It seems that the civil service group didn't teach him well.

The irony in that speech was palpable.

However, McLennan laughed instead of anger when he heard the words, and said with a hearty laugh.

I feel the same way. Those civil servants can't teach him anything. It's a shame to let him follow them... But having said that, I'm still very proud of myself for being able to bring out such an excellent subordinate. He has lived up to my respect for him. expect.

excellent?

Gurion raised his eyebrows slightly in surprise, glanced sideways at McLenne, and asked with interest.

Do you think he still has a chance to come back?

A comeback? McLenne also glanced sideways at him, and said with a smile, General Gurion, at least you can say this after you win.

Gurion curled his lips disapprovingly, and looked away from this stubborn guy.

Do you say this after you win?

joke!

The whole court was his men, what was that guy who wasn't even a Willanter going to win!

Seeing that Gurion didn't speak anymore, McClenn didn't speak anymore, just looked at the court not far away with a smile.

Both eyes were focused on the very center of the courtroom, waiting for the solemn trial to officially begin.

The not-too-long court opening ceremony ended. With the sound of a wooden hammer, the representative of the plaintiff standing on the plaintiff's table stacked the documents on the table and declared in an impassioned tone.

Pangolin Commander! On behalf of the Southern Legion and all the Weilante people, I initiate a lawsuit against you!

The Xifan Port tragedy is vivid in my mind. Even on the stone bricks under my feet, the blood of the Willant people was sprinkled here... 3,000 people! More than 3,000 people were slaughtered by gangsters! And these murderers Still at large! He even sat on the throne that belonged to our allies!

And you! What have you done, who we have honored the Valante?

The public prosecutor glanced at the judge, then at the crowded jury box behind him, then at the pangolin standing on the dock, and said solemnly.

When we were fighting for the fate of the Willant people, you arbitrarily represented the Willant people in Triumph City to recognize the legal status of a brutal, dirty, and illegal regime that slaughtered the Willant people !

This is not only a betrayal of Triumph City, but also a betrayal of the Legion, all the Weilantes, and even the Marshal!

This is an unforgivable sin! Thank you for the mercy of the law, we forgive you the death penalty! But in contrast, we will deprive you of your honor, honorary status and military rank, and sentence you to indefinite imprisonment.

You will repent in a windowless prison, watching the evil results of your own appeasement be wiped out in the flames of justice, and spend the rest of your life in the dark regretting... This will be the best punishment for you.

After the representative of the plaintiff finished speaking, he raised his eyebrows provocatively at the Honorary Willanter.

However, the battlefield atmosphere team didn't look at him, but just looked at the judge standing in court, waiting for his turn.

The judge didn't look at him, or at the plaintiff, but tapped the gavel lightly.

Silence! It is my responsibility to adjudicate the criminal responsibility. The plaintiff only needs to state the criminal facts of the defendant.

Seemingly aware of his gaffe, the public prosecutor standing in the plaintiff's seat smiled and explained.

Sorry, I was too emotional... Please understand my anger towards the traitor as a Willant.

Then please understand the solemnity of the court.

Although the result of the trial was a certainty, the chief judge still said this, and then looked at the man named pangolin, and said in a procedural way.

...Then, just like the plaintiff's statement, do you have anything else to say?

The battlefield atmosphere group originally didn't want to make redundant defenses.

For one thing, he knew it was useless.

Both the judge and the plaintiff belonged to General Gurion, and they were free to sentence them as they wished, and it was nothing more than a matter of lip-synch.

Secondly, he is really not very good at talking, and he doesn't understand the laws of the legion at all, so it is easy to make mistakes if he talks too much.

A plea of ​​not guilty and then shut up is the best way.

If he couldn't make it to the court in Triumph City, no matter how much he said, it would be a waste of time, and it would be nothing more than a humiliation.

For example, at this moment, the court did not even arrange a defense lawyer for him.

But just when he was about to fool around and skip this episode, he caught a glimpse of a worried face from the jury seat...

never mind.

It is rare to wait three days for resurrection, and it is not his style to let others decide his life and death.

The battlefield atmosphere group was silent for a while, but finally decided to try harder, so after brewing their emotions for a while, they looked up at the judge and said calmly.

Mr. Judge, I have nothing to say.

The presiding judge was stunned.

The same was true for the other four judges sitting on the trial bench, exchanging surprised glances.

There were whispers in the jury box in the distance, and it seemed that he didn't even bother to defend himself.

Penny stared even more in surprise, wishing she could jump over the fence and rush up to shake him awake.

Commander Ross narrowed his eyes slightly, suddenly he couldn't see through this man.

General Gurion cast a victorious glance at General McLenne, writing what he wanted to say in his eyes.

As for McLenne, he was indifferent, just looking at the calm guy with a smile on his face.

To be able to go deep into a dangerous situation single-handedly and persuade Absek to jump back, this guy is by no means an easy person.

The fun has only just begun.

This guy had the same expression when he came back with the head of Mother of Death Claw.

The public prosecutor standing in the plaintiff's box, like General Gurion, already showed a triumphant expression on his face.

It appears that the defendant has run out of things to say and I think we can reach a verdict.

The chief judge collected himself, stared at the battlefield atmosphere group standing on the dock and said.

Do you mean to plead guilty?

The warlord said neither humble nor overbearing.

I didn't mean that.

After a pause, he said again.

It's just that I don't think I have any obligation to explain something to a group of 'guys who use the lives of their compatriots as a bargaining chip only for their own selfish desires'.

It's not me who should stand here, but them!

He didn't say the guy's name, but it was clear what he was referring to—the people who sat in the jury box and waited for his explanation.

At least some of them!

The moment his voice fell, there was an uproar in the jury.

The officers of the Southern Army stood up from their chairs one after another as if their hair had exploded.

Most of them are tens or centurions, and there are also some non-commissioned officers or soldiers.

They are not only young, but also vigorous.

Facing Chi Guoguo's provocation, they scolded back on the spot...and this is considered one of the traditions of the Willant people.

What do you mean!

What does it mean to use the lives of compatriots as bargaining chips for one's own selfish desires!

Aren't you civil servants the ones who abandoned the lives of their compatriots!

Civilian lackey! Bah!

Cowardly and incompetent thing!

Sentence him to death!

Silence! Silence!

The presiding judge slammed the gavel in his hand to signal the jurors to be quiet.

The Warfield guy stood on the dock as if nothing had happened, bathed in the surprised gaze of the prosecutor beside him, and turned a deaf ear to the raging anger behind him.

When the court finally quieted down, the chief judge stared at the pangolin angrily and said.

Princess Pangolin, please pay attention to your words! This court will refer to the opinions of the jury as appropriate during the trial. All irrelevant charges you raise in court will only aggravate your crime.

Irrelevant allegations!

The Zhandi guy stared at the chief judge intently, repeated his words, and then turned to face the jury, his originally calm expression was strangely angry at the moment.

When I went deep into the heart of the Heavenly King's Army alone to find the truth, what were you people doing standing up? Exchanging fire with unarmed civilians?

The voice echoed in the empty hall, momentarily suppressing the din of the crowd.

Everyone was silent, staring at him with both eyes.

Two hundred people!

The battlefield atmosphere group raised two fingers, one index finger and one middle finger.

At that moment, he looked like a real Willant, proudly raising his head and bridge of nose.

Two hundred civilians . . . they were terrified in the land of the rebels, afraid to make a sound, and right under your noses! And what did you do? Avenge the three thousand dead? You knew the real killing Where are their people, but you stand still!

The public prosecutor standing aside couldn't listen anymore, coughed and wanted to intervene.

I have to chime in...not that the Legion of the Confederates didn't do anything, but that the survivors of that catastrophe concealed part of the truth, and we didn't know anyone was alive—

shut up!

The Zhandi guy suddenly roared, the fierce look in his eyes made the prosecutor stunned, the soles of his feet seemed to have taken root, and his calves trembled slightly.

That look was like a ferocious beast, and the bloodthirsty breath made him unable to speak a word.

He swallowed unconsciously, and there was a hint of fear in his shaken eyes.

It's different from him who is talking in court.

This guy is a real soldier, a ghost crawling out of that mountain of bones!

...I didn't let you speak, and the judge didn't let you interrupt, so please shut your mouth. Now is my speech time. The warfield guy suddenly lowered his voice and said this sentence.

The pressure on his shoulders suddenly relaxed, and the prosecutor nodded nervously, but soon realized that he was being led by the nose, and then glared at him angrily.

The Battlefield guy stopped looking at him, and once again turned to the full jury box.

However, this time he was not looking at the soldiers and officers who stood up.

He looked at Arman, at his wife Margaret, and at many people like that couple, as well as their children.

Did you see it? Just like the prosecutor next to me, a civilian who has never been on a battlefield, I just need to stare at him, and his calf can shake like a wall clock, and he can't help but slap me. kneel.

Let me tell you, this is power! Even a person as small as me can easily grasp the power. And I am just a commander, and at most I can add the identity of an awakened person.

In the face of this uncontrollable force, even the most dazzling truth can only be silent, and I don't think being forced to submit to silence is a sin...it's more like a shame!

Moreover, it's your shame! The battlefield atmosphere group pointed to the officers who stood up.

Some people couldn't help but sit down just now, but there are still many people standing.

You keep saying that you will always be loyal to the Marshal, the Legion, and the Willanters, but you let your compatriots fear you, and let more people fear your compatriots, and use their fear Seizing your own interests... Am I wrong? This is the truest you!

Two fires were ignited in Xifan Port, one was lit by a group of thugs who claimed to be unorganized, and the other was lit by a group of organized thugs...Why did the first fire burn out the king of heaven? military?

Where did the weapons of the Heavenly King Army come from? Why did so much equipment appear in their hands? Who is sending supplies to them!

And why! Why are those two hundred people right under your noses, but you would rather slaughter civilians there than take a step forward!

Yes, you don't know that they are in Earl Sharma's estate, as the prosecutor said, but what are your legs and eyes and hands for? Are they for display!

Why can I find them? But you can't find them! Besides sending more gunpowder to Xifan Port, have you really done this thing!

What the hell are you doing here! Answer me! Look into my eyes and answer!!

The angry voice was like a tsunami, spreading round and round, fearlessly crashing into the group of officers who glared at him.

Although the officers standing in the jury box still had expressionless faces, the eyes of the people sitting next to them changed significantly.

Margaery couldn't help but covered her mouth, with tears of excitement in her eyes, and pressed her forehead on her husband's shoulder.

Finally someone spoke out about the fear she felt that night.

And finally someone has spoken out about the fears her children have faced.

Before they were sure that they were no longer important, they didn't even dare to come out of that manor and tell their children that they were actually still alive.

That is precisely because of fear.

She didn't want to die for reasons unknown and take all the truth into her grave.

Even if what she sees is just a vague shadow, it can't even be called any evidence...

Arman put his hands on her shoulders, hugged his wife tightly, and supported the man standing on the dock with firm eyes to continue speaking.

Pairs of eyes converged into streams, and streams eventually merged into rivers.

A vast force is taking shape!

That was the power that once supported the Willant people and made them break free from their shackles!

Tears of excitement shone in Penny's eyes, and she couldn't help but applaud him.

The Willant people have their own backbone.

They are not the kind of soft bones who have no position of their own.

The sword of truth is shining brightly at this moment!

She could feel the boiling emotions and atmosphere at the scene, making those maggots hiding in the gutter hide their foreheads in shame and move their pupils away.

Those dirty things dare not answer these questions.

They don't even dare to admit the existence of the problem, and only dare to say some trivial words after the storm has passed, or gossip about him.

The prosecutor, standing in the plaintiff's box, was sweating profusely, trying to distract himself by arranging the documents in his hands.

What can he say?

The evidence this guy has is probably more powerful than the few pieces of paper in his hand!

He no longer dared to face the crowded jury seat, and he didn't even dare to look at his teammates sitting on the trial bench—the judges who had prepared the verdicts.

More and more eyes looked at the officers of the Southern Army, and those who were still standing couldn't hold back the expressions on their faces, and finally sat down uncontrollably.

What they couldn't accept was that not only the citizens, but even their subordinates looked at them hesitantly...

Why not attack the Heavenly King Army, but guard the group of unarmed civilians to vent their anger!

Biting his toothpick, Pete wondered too, staring intently at his centurion.

After the centurion sat down, he looked at his boss's boss, Ross, the speechless centurion who was stunned at the checkpoint in the north.

Why?

He clenched his fist tightly, wishing he could hammer it on the table.

What the hell are you talking about!

Say something!

Looking at the court where the atmosphere was completely reversed, McClenn had a smile on his face and clapped his hands lightly.

Hehe, wonderful.

As expected of a subordinate who was single-handedly promoted by him.

Sure enough, he has grown a lot.

McLenne could tell that the guy wanted to give up for a moment, but eventually changed his mind.

This is the right choice.

If even he himself has given up on himself, then those who protect him will have no meaning no matter how hard they try.

At least at this moment, he has the value of living, and he has won it himself.

Unlike McLenne who was smiling and applauding, Gurion, who was looking at him proudly before, was panicked at the moment.

He didn't know what kind of conspiracy the top leaders of the Southern Army had, but he could also guess that the Rebellion of Heavenly Kings was not a complete accident.

In other words, there is an invisible hand behind the accident that is fueling the flames.

That may be his superior, or his superior's superior, or even the regiment commander who gave him the Supreme Command in the Borneo Province Combat Area!

However, at this moment, this idiot actually threw this kind of secret in the court of public trial!

Is he crazy! !

Didn't the civil official group make small moves behind the scenes!

Seeing this self-explosive truck crashing over, Gurion's brows had a drop of cold sweat.

He intended to use this trial to severely humiliate the group of civil servants who were dragging their feet, but he didn't want to be reversed and let him shoot himself in the foot.

He stretched out his trembling index finger to take off his hat, and threw it on the table in embarrassment.

This is the secret code he agreed to the judge.

He must stop this trial!

Stop that idiot from continuing!

The Zhandi guy didn't intend to continue talking, but just quietly watched the heated courtroom.

It doesn't look like a solemn court, but the noisy appearance is a bit like a vegetable market.

However, his goal was achieved.

The court cannot completely ignore the opinions of the jury, and the originally uncontroversial verdict, at least at this moment, has had enough controversy.

In fact, he did not have conclusive evidence for many things. The Southern Army would not leave too many handles, and it was enough to point out doubts as a person who threw bricks and sparked jade.

As long as there are voices of doubt, it is meaningful for him to do this.

Next, as he said, he will appeal to Triumph City step by step, walking all the way with the hope on his shoulders!

Well said!! Yarman stood up first, and like the officers who stood up in disregard of court discipline, shouted at the prosecutor in the plaintiff's seat, Answer his question!

The echoing voices came and went, and they were deafening!

That's right! Answer his question!

What are you here for! Are you here to save us, or are you here to prepare for an invasion!

Where were you when we needed you?

Why don't you save my mother! Also, why are there so many weapons in the port!

Little Ruby, who was holding on to the guardrail with both hands, was also ignited with a flame in her heart, and shouted out with bright eyes.

Although the slender voice did not stir up any waves and was easily drowned in the monstrous waves, she still made her own voice.

She will not forget the fear of that day.

Otherwise all bravery will be meaningless.

The officers who stood up had already sat down. On the one hand, it was the warning from the eyes of their superiors, and on the other hand, they really did not have the courage to continue standing to face the questioning.

Pete's eyes were completely disappointed, he spat out the toothpick in his mouth, cursed Fucking coward fiercely, and endured the shame with his fists clenched.

He's not afraid to fight the league squarely.

But this shame made him unable to hold his head up.

Silence! Silence!

Looking at the noisy scene, the sweaty presiding judge raised the gavel in his hand, and was about to hit it but stopped.

He noticed the hat in front of General Gurion, and also noticed the urging eyes.

However, it was precisely because of this that the gavel in his hand was hanging in the air, unable to knock it down for a long time.

He was well aware of General Gurion's hints.

But he is also very clear about what it will mean once he does this.

This is not just a controversial judgment, but completely contrary to people's hearts, and he can't even think of how to quibble.

Can he still say to people, Although there are doubts in this case, this judge is going to convict him?

A bullet shot at a hero does not erase the hero's aura, but makes him immortal, and the person who shoots will be nailed to the pillar of shame, becoming a shame and a buffoon forever.

The real clown didn't dare to shoot, so he handed the trigger to him, hoping he would be the villain.

This coward...

You are a three-star ten thousand commander after all!

The chief judge gritted his teeth, struggled with his eyes for a long time, and finally hammered down the gavel fiercely.

However, his ruling did not follow General Gurion's wishes, and even caused obvious disappointment in the latter's eyes.

This court made a verdict, because the public prosecutor submitted insufficient materials, it is impossible to assert that the defendant is guilty...

Since the prosecution proposes that the pangolin commander betrayed the marshal, the legion, and the Weilantes...then let the marshal, the Triumph City court, and all the Weilantes come to judge him together. .”

After a pause, he said again.

The court in Xifan Port is too small to hear such a big case.

Adjournment!

As soon as his voice fell, the jury seat erupted into applause instantly!

Yarman's eyes flashed with excitement, and his hands were flushed red.

It's not just him.

There was also Margaery standing beside him, all the other survivors, and those who came here from distant colonies... Excluding the officers of the Southern Legion, almost everyone present stood up and applauded!

Including General McClane.

This is not only a victory for the pangolin alone, but also a victory for all of them...even if they are still far away from the final victory!

But at least at this moment, they did not choose to remain silent and let the out-of-control forces do evil, but stood up bravely and defended the power in their hands!

The power to know the truth!

Oh oh oh!

Like the surrounding adults, little Ruby was also cheering excitedly, and her entire body was hung on the railing in excitement, her calves dangling in the air.

She didn't understand so many difficult truths, she just thought that brother named Pangolin was extremely handsome, and she was speechless what those people said.

certainly--

Compared with his own parents, he is still far behind!

Bathed in the boiling applause, the chief judge nodded slightly, accepted the cheers of the people ashamedly, and then left the trial seat together with the other four judges.

General Gurion clenched his fists silently and gritted his teeth.

At this moment, an annoying voice suddenly came from the side.

I think it's better for you to focus on the overall situation, and leave the troubles of the big shots to the big shots... What do you think? If you involve too much, it's easy to suffer a stroke like my friend.

General McCllen, who had stopped clapping, looked at him with a triumphant smile.

General Gurion glanced at him, got up from his seat with a cold face, picked up the hat on the table and put it on.

I can't afford to be on the same level as a commander-in-chief.

Well, I don't think you're like that kind of person who has no taste... Besides, you beat beautifully.

McLenne also picked up his hat and put it on, smiling and extending his right hand.

General Gurion did not shake his hand, did not even look at him, and walked away without looking back.

At the same time, the battlefield atmosphere group standing amidst the cheers finally let go of their clenched fists and their hearts raised to their throats.

He's never done anything so awesome in his life.

This is much harder than facing the Mother of Death Claws!

His chest rose and fell slightly, looking at the survivors who applauded for him, a smile of melting ice and snow suddenly appeared on his tense face.

But one thing to say, this experience is quite interesting.

It would be a shame not to sell this game for tens of thousands of dollars!