Meiman's eldest son of God

Chapter 1163 Federation and Rebels

Everyone in the room was sitting together, and the fireplace in the corner radiated enough heat to ensure everyone's body temperature.

The temperature will gradually drop at night. The people here are already quite poor, and even clothing to keep out the cold is quite scarce.

Even this kind of sturdy house is already quite rare, and some people even have no choice but to live in the basement.

Don't think that the basement is just a comfortable place. It's damp, dark and airtight, and it can definitely kill someone.

The reason for this choice is entirely due to the high pressure of the federal government.

The farmers responsible for farming here cannot afford to pay taxes.

At the same time, the rioters also took away a lot of resources from these poor farmers.

If you have to say that they participated in the riots, it is completely an attempt to incriminate them.

Those federal militiamen couldn't find anyone to vent their hatred to, and they couldn't find those who launched wanton atrocities, so they could only find these farmers who couldn't get away to get angry.

They don't even have clear evidence that these farmers are directly related to the judges.

It is just subjective intention or wishful thinking, and it is convicted.

This kind of thing is not uncommon on the entire colonial planet of Korhal.

Of course, it only happens in this kind of country road, which is almost ignored. The situation in big cities is actually much better than here. The main riots occur in these small places.

Large cities are protected by the army and well-equipped militia, and are not places where rioters can invade.

These farmers cheered Mark as their hero, but Mark didn't know how to deal with the confusion on his face, and he couldn't even remember his own name.

There is a voice in the dark, constantly calling, and the voice repeats one word forever.

The word is Mark!

The surrounding farmers had never seen Mark’s unfamiliar face, so they quickly started asking.

"Young man, where did you get the idea that you could kill an elite Marine with one strike? That's great!"

"I don't know. When I woke up, I realized I was here. My name should be Mark."

"Mark? It's such a good name, it sounds very meaningful."

"Say no, and Mark will be the hero of our town from now on."

"Everyone cheers to Mark."

There is no culture at all. I only know that the farmers raising the cups in their hands have raised their hands.

After the disaster, they just want to celebrate wantonly.

After all, in Angus's anti-federal war, they were nothing more than a group of ants.

...

After a night of carnival, Mark had already woken up. He looked at the clear sky outside. Just as he was about to stretch, he heard the roar of machines in the distance.

Mark took a closer look and found that it was a motorcade. There was a group of people at the front of the motorcade, holding discarded firearms in their hands.

Mark was worried that the accomplice of the guy yesterday had come, so he rushed to the room and picked up a gun in the corner of the room.

He didn't know why he used the gun, but he just felt that way.

Loading and aiming in one go, as long as the person on the opposite side dares to fire on him, he will immediately fire back.

But before the convoys could approach the house, a figure jumped out and snatched the gun from Mark's hand.

"What are you doing? We can't afford to offend those guys."

The speaker was the farmer who took Mark in last night, and Mark didn't know his name until now.

"Why?" Mark didn't understand why these guys couldn't afford to offend him. Yesterday they killed a federal militiaman. Why couldn't they kill them today?

"Come in first and then talk."

The two people entered the house, and the motorcade drove past the house without stopping too much.

After waiting for others to leave, the farmer said to Mark: "The federal guys are already at their wits end. The nearby cities have been occupied by the rebels. Now it's no big deal even if we kill the federal militiamen, but these guys No, these guys are from the resistance. If you kill them tomorrow, the whole town will be wiped out."

After yesterday's reception, the farmer who brought Mark would have learned about the specific situation from Mark.He knew that Mark had lost all his memory and had no idea what the current situation was like, so he patiently explained the current situation to Mark.

Mark nodded thoughtfully.

"Then these rebels are just for us, okay?" Mark didn't know what he was thinking, and suddenly asked this question.

The farmer chuckled first, then put on a depressed look on his face: "How can it be so easy? Those guys are not good things. They just want to take away the food from us and continue to grow their own team. .If we didn’t provide food, or if the supply was not adequate, we would never have been able to survive before.

Do you know why there are so many dilapidated and empty houses here?Originally, all the houses here had owners, but in the end they were all killed, by these guys.Don't think that all of them are good people, they are no better.

In the final analysis, this is a struggle between big people, and we are just the little people affected.If you look at federal military bases on TV recently, you will see that several have been attacked and exploded, and I won’t go into more details. "

Mark didn't ask any more questions. There would be no results if he asked more. The person in front of him was just a farmer.

I silently turned on the old TV, which started playing after a burst of snowflakes passed by.

What was playing on it was the latest news from the Federation. First, several military bases of the Federation had been attacked, and secondly, the fall of a nearby city.

The reason why Mark judged that it was a nearby city was entirely because of the map next to it. The map displayed on the TV was exactly the same as the map next to it. He was located in the south of the city, less than ten kilometers away. For the city, it was considered Very close.

"The Federation will spare no effort to eliminate these rioters and vow to fight these rioters until the last moment. Residents are asked not to do anything to support the rioters, otherwise they will be dealt with in accordance with federal laws. The following is the latest news from the Federation... "

Mark didn't continue reading. The so-called news that followed had nothing to do with him. Knowing that, after this situation, Mark didn't want to stay here anymore.

According to the news, the federation will soon dispatch troops to suppress the rebellion, so this place will also be invaded by federal troops. Moreover, there have been crimes of attacking federal militias here before, and the federal troops will definitely not Leave it alone.

Although I don't know what kind of urine this army has, the danger is certain.

But I am penniless, and I don’t know who I am, and where I can go from here.

A new problem faced Mark.

After thinking for half an hour, but still without any results, Mark simply gave up thinking.

He walked to the farmland behind the house and said to the farmer who was hoeing: "Mr. Guise, when can we leave here?"

Farmer Giese took off the sun hat on his head and threw aside the tools in his hand.He walked to Tanabeguchi and sat down, rested for a while, drank two mouthfuls of water, and then said to Mark, "What's the matter? You said you remembered where your home is?"

"I just feel that it is not safe here. The federal militia has just arrived. There will definitely be administrative records from the federal government here. If the militiamen died here, then the place will definitely be cleaned. And the TV just said that the federal government will soon There will be big moves and the army will be sent to suppress it.”

There was no need to continue talking during the whole class. Giese, who didn't know the news, immediately rushed to the basement next to the farm with black lines in his head.

Mark followed closely behind and followed him down the basement. In the basement was a classic car and a huge agricultural mecha.

This kind of agricultural mecha is mainly used on harvest days. It usually stays quietly in the basement and is reluctant to take it out for consumption.

Such a mecha can be used for an hour.

It can be seen that Gis still has a certain calling status in the small town, otherwise such an important thing would not be placed in the basement of his house.

Keith kept gathering the tools around him, and finally he took out a box from the corner and stuffed it into the trunk of the classic car.

Keith originally planned to drive away directly, but when he thought about Mark standing there, it would be very dangerous to go out alone. It would be different if he could take such a young and strong young man with him.

Alone and unarmed, he killed an elite federal militiaman, and he was also wearing a power combat suit. His combat effectiveness should not be underestimated.

At that time, I can ensure my own safety on the road, which can be regarded as an added guarantee for my life.

Although it will probably consume a lot of money by then, it is still better than being robbed or killed.

"Mark, you come with me. We have to leave here quickly. The federal troops move very fast. According to news reports, it will probably take less than a few hours to get here. Can we escape from this place by that time? The province is still a problem." Guise shouted to Mark.

Mark didn't have any thoughts about this town. He showed up here after he sobered up. He didn't think it was safe here, so he simply followed Geese.

The two people got into the car and drove towards the end of the road. There was only one direction but no destination.

The idea was simple, to escape from this town as quickly as possible. Of course, before leaving, he destroyed everything, including his identification.

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