Ultimate Weapon of Magic and Science

"The Empire has an emergency plan for any danger that exposes secrets. Although these are all fierce and crazy practices, only from the point of "keeping secrets", it is indeed a necessary and effective means. No matter how much we find, If it is not very core secret and it is difficult to deny the evidence, as long as the empire presses the self-detonation button, everything will be buried in the dark. The empire may temporarily suffer some damage, but this is definitely much less than the loss caused by the secret exposure ."

Roland lightly tapped the tabletop, revealing a cramped smile.

"They will think this way, and according to the situation before the civil commotion in the Principality, this idea is indeed correct. But the turmoil in the Principality has disrupted everything. The old thinking mode and plan are no longer tried, and the empire is temporarily back. Failed to make adjustments on this."

"what do you mean……"

"The Principality will soon need to use "relocation" to suppress the growing civil strife. At this time, of course, they will think of asking for help from experienced people."

"Those experienced guys will inevitably provide assistance within their ability to protect their own interests. There may be clues to the guys who are sent to contact, coordinate and guide related work."

Releev punched in the palm of his hand with a happy smile on his face.

Indeed, it is difficult for the Principality government to suppress domestic unrest quickly and effectively by traditional means. Blindly slamming has made people's patience for fear exceed a critical point. Today, the gallows and shootings have not scared the Principality's nationals. .

Since the old devil is useless, the only way out is to introduce a new devil and solve the imminent danger. As for what kind of risks this new devil will bring, and what kind of harm it will cause to the country and the people, it is no longer enough for the senior officials of the Principality to think about.

As long as the empire sent to contact and guide related work, it must be closely related to "relocation", or even a direct participant. These guys should have the information that Xueyue Party members and the Republic hope to obtain.

"But this is only a backup method, and it is best to obtain some more direct and irrefutable evidence."

Releev, who had calmed down, pulled the thinking back to the reality, and the young nobleman who was aware of a certain problem muttered carefully.

"For example, the parties directly came out to testify or something, after all, things like documents... The empire can completely refrain from saying that we have forged it, and it is difficult for us to convince others that everything is true."

"I'm afraid it's difficult."

Roland hesitated and shook his head firmly.

"With my knowledge of them, they will not give anyone the opportunity to come out alive and talk about everything there, nor will they leave anything that can serve as evidence."

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"There will be no witnesses and no evidence. From the moment of entering KZ, the only way for all personnel to accept the "relocation" is to get packed and put on the train."

"I have read the relevant report."

Slos knew what Calden Bronner was saying. The black humor of the concentration camp commander failed to impress him.

"I won't make any comments until I actually watch the whole process."

"Yes, sir. We are about to see it."

As soon as Carlden Bronner's words fell, the convertible turned a corner and drove into the south of the camp. The length of this area is about 1.5 kilometers. On both sides of the highway are double-layer grids supported by concrete columns. Every three or four hundred meters, there is a concrete watchtower with large-caliber machine guns and searchlights.

As the sun gradually rises, so does the temperature. The smell that permeated the entire camp seemed to be particularly strong here, with millions of flies flying buzzing around. On the west side, a huge square red brick chimney emerged from the top of the trees. The stench came from there. From the twisted view, the hot air was constantly blowing out.

A sharp copper whistle sounded, and the entire team of concentration camp guards and reconnaissance "legions" ran out, standing on both sides of the grid, and nearby a group of special prisoners wearing black and white striped uniforms. After a few minutes, a group of men and women in blue and white striped prison uniforms appeared at the gate of the camp. Their ages ranged from children in their twenties to middle-aged people in their 40s and 50s. There were no elderly people or disabled people. .

The loudspeaker installed on the grid post made a colder sound than the machine: "All people in B-4 area will come out for medical examination immediately! Anyone who stays in the barracks or tries to escape will be shot immediately! Repeat Once again! Everyone in Zone B-4..."

Under the intimidation of the muzzle, the queue of blue and white stripes moved slowly in the channel woven by the grid. Men walked to the front, and women and children were guarded in the middle. These people were covered with dust, filthy, and had empty eyes. At the end of the passage, a security policeman holding a submachine gun and a group of white doctors are waiting for the silent lambs.

Stethoscopes, sphygmomanometers, stopwatches, spirometers...almost all equipment for medical examinations is complete. Slos noticed that several military doctors pinned the armbands of the "Imperial Biological Institute" and played with some unknown instruments.

The security police forced all those who could walk around in two lines. When family members are separated, they call each other out loud or gesture. At the urging of the security police, the team began to move forward. Everyone was stuffed into a form, and the medical doctors began to check each prisoner item by item. After checking each item, they filled in the letters in the corresponding space, and from time to time signaled some people to deport and stand up. Another row. The people called out were relatively healthy adult men, and some of them were women, and their comprehensive physical examinations were mostly B- or C+. This capable team went directly to the labor camp. Another team walked towards the woods. Slos and Reggie got out of the car and, under the leadership of Carlden Bronner, followed the team of about 2,000 people to the grove.

Women with babies, children in shorts, teenagers, patients, semi-crazy people-this is the whole composition of the team, everyone is skinny, as if they can fall down on the ground with a light push and can no longer climb. In a row of five people in a team similar to starvation, they walked about 300 meters along a gravel road, across a lawn, and onto another path. At the end of the road are twelve concrete steps leading to a semi-underground building approximately 100 meters long. The entrance of this building reads "bathroom and disinfection room" in two languages ​​(elven language, Charlemagne language). The bathroom is well lit, with wooden benches painted with moisture-proof paint, and hundreds of hooks with numbers.

The guard standing at the entrance shouted loudly: "Remove all your clothes! You have ten minutes!" People began to hesitate and looked at each other. The guard repeated the order in a harsher tone. Some security police opened the submachine gun insurance. Under the deterrent of death, some people began to undress slowly and hesitantly.

"Remember your hook number to get your clothes back."

Those special prisoners walked around in the crowd, comforting them in a low voice and helping people with reduced mobility to undress. Some mothers tried to hide the baby in a pile of clothes, but they were immediately searched.

The crowd hung the clothes, took the number plate, walked through two heavy iron doors, and entered the second room. This room is about the size of a dressing room and is surrounded by exposed concrete walls. There are four large square columns in the room, about 20 meters away from each other. The ceiling is very low and many new metal shower heads are installed. After all the prisoners entered, the door closed.

On the top of the basement is a lawn, and a van with a red cross sign came over. As soon as the car stopped, two security police sergeants wearing gas masks opened the car and jumped out. They took it out of the car Four metal cans. The sergeants removed the lids of the four vents on the lawn, opened the metal can, threw it in, and closed the lid. A can was thrown into each vent, and these vents lead directly to the bottom of the metal column in the "bathroom and disinfection room". Next, the noncommissioned officers took off their gas masks and talked and laughed at the watch in the bright sunshine.

After waiting for a while and estimating that the concentration of poisonous gas had reached lethality, Sloss and his party walked into the basement. The dull whimper continued from the other end of the channel. Passing through the dressing room with human body temperature, Sloss stood in front of the iron gate and opened a small observation hole. At first, he could only see the rolling lilac smoke, and the twisted face of a man suddenly posted Come up. Glancing at the face that was twisted with tears, snots and blood stains, Sloss pulled into the observation hole.

Carlden Brunner shrugged and said with a grin:

"The water in the shower room must be very hot today. You can see how happy they are."

"How long will it take to finish?"

Sloss twisted his neck vigorously, while Reggie was flipping through the booklet.

"The proportion of toxic gas is heavier than air. It takes at least fifteen minutes to fully fill the room. At least twenty-three minutes are included in the ventilation and exhaust. Do you want to see other camps first?"

"No, not in a hurry."

Sloss knew that the other camps referred to labor camps and test sites affiliated to the "Imperial Biological Research Institute", where healthy people who could serve as laborers were engaged in various production activities and created economic benefits for the empire. The importance of those areas is self-evident, but they are not particularly prioritized in the itinerary.

How much can the secret be kept here-this is the real intention of their trip.

"How often does ‘screening~www.wuxiaspot.com~ how many people can be handled each time?"

"Once every three to four weeks, overused and unusable are listed as priority treatment targets. There are four such facilities in the entire camp. Each can handle 2,000 people a day, a total of 8,000 people. It is operated by special prisoners. Change the batch in two to three months. The whole operation can be operated by itself without any loss of mouth. The most difficult secret problem is to deal with the odor generated by the corpse. It can be smelled a few kilometers away, and now we are using fertilizer The name of the factory is to be covered. At this time, the second "disinfection room" is in operation, would you like to check it out?"

Sloss nodded, and soon they came to another facility where they began "disinfection treatment."

Electrical equipment hummed and the exhaust system was working. The door opened, and the corpse piled up in a pyramid shape near the gate-because poisonous gas is heavier than air, fresh air tends to gather on the top. In order to breathe more air, the living people will step on the corpse and climb up, and eventually the corpse will pile up Pyramid shape.

Special prisoners in long rubber boots and rubber apron and gas masks washed the body with a tap. After separating the entangled bodies, the wrists were tied with belts and pulled into four four-door elevators. Each elevator can hold 25 corpses, press the bell when it is full, and the elevator will rise to the upper floor. After alternating high-temperature and low-temperature dehydration treatment, the corpse will become crushed as if it were dehydrated food, sent to the grinder through a conveyor belt, bagged and handed over to Imperial Chemical Company to make fertilizer, and then sent to agricultural production I Class camp use.

"Look, like I said, they have no way to leave except to be packed on the train."

Carlden Bronner lit a cigarette, and after a big sip, he showed a big smile, like a butcher who had just finished a single business.