Chapter 491
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"Federal people really enjoy it!"
Standing on the roof of the reinforced bus, the captain of the hunting team had a variegated kolov from the Federation in his mouth, which was still a very cheap one.
This variegated kolofu is not like a solid kolofu, which is not suitable for inhalation. A considerable proportion of tobacco is added to the variegated kolofu, which can be inhaled by people, and the strength is not small.
These kolov manufacturers have shown people more than once that when kolov leaves and tobacco leaves are mixed together, as long as they do not exceed a certain dose, they will not cause too much harm to the human body. However, a considerable number of people still die because of excessive consumption of variegated kolov every year.
But even so, the sales volume of variegated is still very high, because it has great strength.
This kind of strength is not like the "strength" of alcohol, which makes people lose control of themselves. This strength will only make people feel dizzy and inexplicable happiness, but will not lose control of their own body.
The whole world seems to be spinning slowly. People will become excited and breathe a little faster. In addition, there seems to be no other performance.
After kolov exported a lot to nagariel, some local privileged classes began to indulge in something that could provide them with more happiness.
Its strength comes quickly without affecting people's judgment of emergencies, which is especially suitable for all teams hunting on the grassland.
They banned drinking because they were so drunk that they couldn't respond effectively when wild animals attacked the camp. Similar things have happened more than once in history.
A group of hunters were drunk at night and were eaten by some wild animals. Therefore, after entering the grassland, the hunting group is not allowed to carry alcoholic drinks.
Variegated kolov solves this problem that puzzles people. It is easy to carry and has great strength. Take a few sticks and insert them into the bullet preparation belt. When necessary, take a few bites, and then press it out and insert them back. It is deeply loved by hunters.
At this time, the summoned hunting regiment was close to the edge of the city, and they were one of the backhands to solve the chaos.
It is ridiculous to say that the United Kingdom of nagary does not have a large-scale formed army. There have been before. In a relatively backward and barbaric period, the struggle between regime and theocracy required bloodshed and sacrifice, but even at that time, the army was more like a clan army.
They would only listen to the governors of various regions. They were also the children or slaves of the clan to which the governor belonged. Later, with the development of society, this private army gradually withdrew from the stage.
The central government, that is, the royal family, has closed all the military establishment, and the mobilization of this part of the army needs the consent of the royal family, which also makes provincial governors very unhappy with the "Military".
They are willing to mobilize their private soldiers or hunting groups, but they are also unwilling to mobilize the army. This involves the distribution of many rights, which is also the main reason why the provincial governor asked the hunting groups to come back to solve the unrest.
As soon as the hunting group entered the edge of the city, it met a mob. The captain of the variegated kolov was on the roof. He picked up his weapon, skillfully checked the bullet, opened the insurance, looked at the people around him, bit kolov's cigarette holder and asked, "have you ever hunted anyone?"
His assistant was stunned. The next second, the gun sounded.
There was a young man with a stone in his hand and some crazy hatred on his face. He was only fifteen or sixteen years old. He was about to throw a stone at the motorcade. A bullet lifted half of his cheek. The whole man fell back two or three meters and rolled on the ground twice before he came to a complete stop.
Blood soon spread from his wound and dyed a large area of land red.
The power of shotguns is too great. These guns are used to deal with those beasts. The weakest of those things are also stronger than humans. The bullets that can shoot them can kill humans without effort.
The mob who blocked the road and seemed to want to rob the convoy immediately became chaotic. Some people were at large, while others threw the stones in their hands and what could be found on the roadside to the convoy.
These attacks were too weak. The captain smiled wildly, raising his gun, aiming and pulling the trigger as instinctively as he laughed.
They spend every day in killing, from the initial maladjustment to adapting to this life, to being very interested in this life, until the final numbness.
Shooting has become an instinct second only to breathing.
Every time they pull the trigger and every shot, they are the disappearance of a life. In their own lack of clear objective understanding, they have become the masters of life.
Some people will even think about a question, that is, does killing feel the same as killing those animals?
Some people always have such doubts. Some people have verified it. For those who have not verified it, now this is a good opportunity.
The gunshot was like a bloody prelude. The hunters holding modern weapons in the car behind began to find their own targets and shoot freely. Each bullet took a life, just like they were on the grassland.
There is no sense of moral guilt, no so-called fear of killing the same kind. After a very short excitement, there is only a pale numbness.
"Go back to your own house and let me see you in the street, you will be like those smelly meat on the side of the road!" the hunting team roared past, leaving one body after another, but it also clearly conveyed a message to let people return to their homes.
This method of suppressing unrest is better than preaching. People did not raise any protests, nor did they go to the muzzle of the gun to show their spirit of freedom in order to prove that they were born free.
Although people want to have a good baby and have an indifferent attitude towards life, no one really wants to die.
Those who really want to die have already died. Those who can last up to now don't want to die.
Hunting teams directly enter the city from multiple routes. Wherever there are mobs gathering, there are hunting teams. They are like hunters wandering in the urban bushes, hunting all unruly humans.
In just one day, the unrest that lasted nearly two weeks basically subsided in the evening.
In a clearing, under the guns of hunters, some conscripted Dalits were carrying corpses to the firewood pile, and these corpses were going to be burned.
Even at the end of October, the air in nagary is still hot and humid, which is a good environment for bacterial breeding.
So many people died at once. If they are not handled properly, there may be a plague in the city.
The mobs who were arrogant before the hunting team entered the city became what they were before. They were timid and cowardly. They didn't even dare to look up when walking.
As a crude incendiary bomb was thrown into the firewood fire in circles in the air, the flame spread instantly, and the raging flame rose with the trend, burning all ugliness and sins.
"The air won't smell so good these days..." in the exquisite room, the table is still filled with all kinds of wine and food, and the band is playing soothing music. Everything is so beautiful.
Lynch shook his head and said, "but the good news is that everything will go well next."
"We have no competitors and the market is firmly controlled by us, but I must also tell you that it is not allowed to think that we can control the market without more competitors."
"The friendship between the Federation and nagary lasts forever (it can withstand the baptism of history and will not fade even if it lasts longer). Although there is no explicit view that some federal laws exist and are effective, we should also abide by them."
There are many federal businessmen around Lynch. During this time, they were frightened, one by one, especially today.
The gunfire outside made them almost think that the mob had launched a coup. Only when the gunfire calmed down did they understand that the unrest was over.
It also gives them a... Absurd feeling. You know, if a similar riot occurs in the Federation, the militia will be responsible for maintaining order at most, rather than shooting those who cause the riot.
But here, the best way to solve the unrest is to solve those who caused the unrest, which makes people feel afraid. Some things are getting out of their cognition and control of reality.
Lynch has become an important support for their work and life here.
"Next, we will make a new plan for the city. Here I have to mention the mayor's family who was attacked and killed by mobs in the turmoil, which also makes us realize the importance of peace."
Lynch suddenly turned around and waved to the police chief standing on one side, who seemed to be in the background here. The latter was a little confused, but he still sorted out his clothes and armed belt, strode to Lynch and lowered his head slightly. "Mr. Lynch, what do you want to do?"
Lynch shook his head. He smiled, gently held the police chief's arm and looked at the others. "There is both a sad side and an exciting side."
"In this turmoil, the police chief's performance was very excellent and excellent. After discussing with governor delag, I decided to promote the police chief as the mayor of the city. I believe he will be competent for this new job."
He smiled and held out his hand. "Congratulations, Mr. new mayor."
The smile on his face is very subtle. He already knows the facts. In fact, with Lynch's intelligence and his understanding of the situation here, he can easily guess the general answer.
It is a good choice to promote the chief of police. He is a smart guy and obedient, which is very important.
After a short absence, the police chief flashed some incredible light in his eyes. He was very exaggerated. He clenched Lynch's hand with both hands and lowered his head, "I will live up to Mr. Lynch and everyone's expectations and affirmation of me..."
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"Federal people really enjoy it!"
Standing on the roof of the reinforced bus, the captain of the hunting team had a variegated kolov from the Federation in his mouth, which was still a very cheap one.
This variegated kolofu is not like a solid kolofu, which is not suitable for inhalation. A considerable proportion of tobacco is added to the variegated kolofu, which can be inhaled by people, and the strength is not small.
These kolov manufacturers have shown people more than once that when kolov leaves and tobacco leaves are mixed together, as long as they do not exceed a certain dose, they will not cause too much harm to the human body. However, a considerable number of people still die because of excessive consumption of variegated kolov every year.
But even so, the sales volume of variegated is still very high, because it has great strength.
This kind of strength is not like the "strength" of alcohol, which makes people lose control of themselves. This strength will only make people feel dizzy and inexplicable happiness, but will not lose control of their own body.
The whole world seems to be spinning slowly. People will become excited and breathe a little faster. In addition, there seems to be no other performance.
After kolov exported a lot to nagariel, some local privileged classes began to indulge in something that could provide them with more happiness.
Its strength comes quickly without affecting people's judgment of emergencies, which is especially suitable for all teams hunting on the grassland.
They banned drinking because they were so drunk that they couldn't respond effectively when wild animals attacked the camp. Similar things have happened more than once in history.
A group of hunters were drunk at night and were eaten by some wild animals. Therefore, after entering the grassland, the hunting group is not allowed to carry alcoholic drinks.
Variegated kolov solves this problem that puzzles people. It is easy to carry and has great strength. Take a few sticks and insert them into the bullet preparation belt. When necessary, take a few bites, and then press it out and insert them back. It is deeply loved by hunters.
At this time, the summoned hunting regiment was close to the edge of the city, and they were one of the backhands to solve the chaos.
It is ridiculous to say that the United Kingdom of nagary does not have a large-scale formed army. There have been before. In a relatively backward and barbaric period, the struggle between regime and theocracy required bloodshed and sacrifice, but even at that time, the army was more like a clan army.
They would only listen to the governors of various regions. They were also the children or slaves of the clan to which the governor belonged. Later, with the development of society, this private army gradually withdrew from the stage.
The central government, that is, the royal family, has closed all the military establishment, and the mobilization of this part of the army needs the consent of the royal family, which also makes provincial governors very unhappy with the "Military".
They are willing to mobilize their private soldiers or hunting groups, but they are also unwilling to mobilize the army. This involves the distribution of many rights, which is also the main reason why the provincial governor asked the hunting groups to come back to solve the unrest.
As soon as the hunting group entered the edge of the city, it met a mob. The captain of the variegated kolov was on the roof. He picked up his weapon, skillfully checked the bullet, opened the insurance, looked at the people around him, bit kolov's cigarette holder and asked, "have you ever hunted anyone?"
His assistant was stunned. The next second, the gun sounded.
There was a young man with a stone in his hand and some crazy hatred on his face. He was only fifteen or sixteen years old. He was about to throw a stone at the motorcade. A bullet lifted half of his cheek. The whole man fell back two or three meters and rolled on the ground twice before he came to a complete stop.
Blood soon spread from his wound and dyed a large area of land red.
The power of shotguns is too great. These guns are used to deal with those beasts. The weakest of those things are also stronger than humans. The bullets that can shoot them can kill humans without effort.
The mob who blocked the road and seemed to want to rob the convoy immediately became chaotic. Some people were at large, while others threw the stones in their hands and what could be found on the roadside to the convoy.
These attacks were too weak. The captain smiled wildly, raising his gun, aiming and pulling the trigger as instinctively as he laughed.
They spend every day in killing, from the initial maladjustment to adapting to this life, to being very interested in this life, until the final numbness.
Shooting has become an instinct second only to breathing.
Every time they pull the trigger and every shot, they are the disappearance of a life. In their own lack of clear objective understanding, they have become the masters of life.
Some people will even think about a question, that is, does killing feel the same as killing those animals?
Some people always have such doubts. Some people have verified it. For those who have not verified it, now this is a good opportunity.
The gunshot was like a bloody prelude. The hunters holding modern weapons in the car behind began to find their own targets and shoot freely. Each bullet took a life, just like they were on the grassland.
There is no sense of moral guilt, no so-called fear of killing the same kind. After a very short excitement, there is only a pale numbness.
"Go back to your own house and let me see you in the street, you will be like those smelly meat on the side of the road!" the hunting team roared past, leaving one body after another, but it also clearly conveyed a message to let people return to their homes.
This method of suppressing unrest is better than preaching. People did not raise any protests, nor did they go to the muzzle of the gun to show their spirit of freedom in order to prove that they were born free.
Although people want to have a good baby and have an indifferent attitude towards life, no one really wants to die.
Those who really want to die have already died. Those who can last up to now don't want to die.
Hunting teams directly enter the city from multiple routes. Wherever there are mobs gathering, there are hunting teams. They are like hunters wandering in the urban bushes, hunting all unruly humans.
In just one day, the unrest that lasted nearly two weeks basically subsided in the evening.
In a clearing, under the guns of hunters, some conscripted Dalits were carrying corpses to the firewood pile, and these corpses were going to be burned.
Even at the end of October, the air in nagary is still hot and humid, which is a good environment for bacterial breeding.
So many people died at once. If they are not handled properly, there may be a plague in the city.
The mobs who were arrogant before the hunting team entered the city became what they were before. They were timid and cowardly. They didn't even dare to look up when walking.
As a crude incendiary bomb was thrown into the firewood fire in circles in the air, the flame spread instantly, and the raging flame rose with the trend, burning all ugliness and sins.
"The air won't smell so good these days..." in the exquisite room, the table is still filled with all kinds of wine and food, and the band is playing soothing music. Everything is so beautiful.
Lynch shook his head and said, "but the good news is that everything will go well next."
"We have no competitors and the market is firmly controlled by us, but I must also tell you that it is not allowed to think that we can control the market without more competitors."
"The friendship between the Federation and nagary lasts forever (it can withstand the baptism of history and will not fade even if it lasts longer). Although there is no explicit view that some federal laws exist and are effective, we should also abide by them."
There are many federal businessmen around Lynch. During this time, they were frightened, one by one, especially today.
The gunfire outside made them almost think that the mob had launched a coup. Only when the gunfire calmed down did they understand that the unrest was over.
It also gives them a... Absurd feeling. You know, if a similar riot occurs in the Federation, the militia will be responsible for maintaining order at most, rather than shooting those who cause the riot.
But here, the best way to solve the unrest is to solve those who caused the unrest, which makes people feel afraid. Some things are getting out of their cognition and control of reality.
Lynch has become an important support for their work and life here.
"Next, we will make a new plan for the city. Here I have to mention the mayor's family who was attacked and killed by mobs in the turmoil, which also makes us realize the importance of peace."
Lynch suddenly turned around and waved to the police chief standing on one side, who seemed to be in the background here. The latter was a little confused, but he still sorted out his clothes and armed belt, strode to Lynch and lowered his head slightly. "Mr. Lynch, what do you want to do?"
Lynch shook his head. He smiled, gently held the police chief's arm and looked at the others. "There is both a sad side and an exciting side."
"In this turmoil, the police chief's performance was very excellent and excellent. After discussing with governor delag, I decided to promote the police chief as the mayor of the city. I believe he will be competent for this new job."
He smiled and held out his hand. "Congratulations, Mr. new mayor."
The smile on his face is very subtle. He already knows the facts. In fact, with Lynch's intelligence and his understanding of the situation here, he can easily guess the general answer.
It is a good choice to promote the chief of police. He is a smart guy and obedient, which is very important.
After a short absence, the police chief flashed some incredible light in his eyes. He was very exaggerated. He clenched Lynch's hand with both hands and lowered his head, "I will live up to Mr. Lynch and everyone's expectations and affirmation of me..."
"Federal people really enjoy it!"Standing on the roof of the reinforced bus, the captain of the hunting team had a variegated kolov from the Federation in his mouth, which was still a very cheap one.This variegated kolofu is not like a solid kolofu, which is not suitable for inhalation. A considerable proportion of tobacco is added to the variegated kolofu, which can be inhaled by people, and the strength is not small.These kolov manufacturers have shown people more than once that when kolov leaves and tobacco leaves are mixed together, as long as they do not exceed a certain dose, they will not cause too much harm to the human body. However, a considerable number of people still die because of excessive consumption of variegated kolov every year.But even so, the sales volume of variegated is still very high, because it has great strength.This kind of strength is not like the "strength" of alcohol, which makes people lose control of themselves. This strength will only make people feel dizzy and inexplicable happiness, but will not lose control of their own body.The whole world seems to be spinning slowly. People will become excited and breathe a little faster. In addition, there seems to be no other performance.After kolov exported a lot to nagariel, some local privileged classes began to indulge in something that could provide them with more happiness.Its strength comes quickly without affecting people's judgment of emergencies, which is especially suitable for all teams hunting on the grassland.They banned drinking because they were so drunk that they couldn't respond effectively when wild animals attacked the camp. Similar things have happened more than once in history.A group of hunters were drunk at night and were eaten by some wild animals. Therefore, after entering the grassland, the hunting group is not allowed to carry alcoholic drinks.Variegated kolov solves this problem that puzzles people. It is easy to carry and has great strength. Take a few sticks and insert them into the bullet preparation belt. When necessary, take a few bites, and then press it out and insert them back. It is deeply loved by hunters.At this time, the summoned hunting regiment was close to the edge of the city, and they were one of the backhands to solve the chaos.It is ridiculous to say that the United Kingdom of nagary does not have a large-scale formed army. There have been before. In a relatively backward and barbaric period, the struggle between regime and theocracy required bloodshed and sacrifice, but even at that time, the army was more like a clan army.They would only listen to the governors of various regions. They were also the children or slaves of the clan to which the governor belonged. Later, with the development of society, this private army gradually withdrew from the stage.The central government, that is, the royal family, has closed all the military establishment, and the mobilization of this part of the army needs the consent of the royal family, which also makes provincial governors very unhappy with the "Military".They are willing to mobilize their private soldiers or hunting groups, but they are also unwilling to mobilize the army. This involves the distribution of many rights, which is also the main reason why the provincial governor asked the hunting groups to come back to solve the unrest.As soon as the hunting group entered the edge of the city, it met a mob. The captain of the variegated kolov was on the roof. He picked up his weapon, skillfully checked the bullet, opened the insurance, looked at the people around him, bit kolov's cigarette holder and asked, "have you ever hunted anyone?"His assistant was stunned. The next second, the gun sounded.There was a young man with a stone in his hand and some crazy hatred on his face. He was only fifteen or sixteen years old. He was about to throw a stone at the motorcade. A bullet lifted half of his cheek. The whole man fell back two or three meters and rolled on the ground twice before he came to a complete stop.Blood soon spread from his wound and dyed a large area of land red.The power of shotguns is too great. These guns are used to deal with those beasts. The weakest of those things are also stronger than humans. The bullets that can shoot them can kill humans without effort.The mob who blocked the road and seemed to want to rob the convoy immediately became chaotic. Some people were at large, while others threw the stones in their hands and what could be found on the roadside to the convoy.These attacks were too weak. The captain smiled wildly, raising his gun, aiming and pulling the trigger as instinctively as he laughed.They spend every day in killing, from the initial maladjustment to adapting to this life, to being very interested in this life, until the final numbness.Shooting has become an instinct second only to breathing.Every time they pull the trigger and every shot, they are the disappearance of a life. In their own lack of clear objective understanding, they have become the masters of life.Some people will even think about a question, that is, does killing feel the same as killing those animals?Some people always have such doubts. Some people have verified it. For those who have not verified it, now this is a good opportunity.The gunshot was like a bloody prelude. The hunters holding modern weapons in the car behind began to find their own targets and shoot freely. Each bullet took a life, just like they were on the grassland.There is no sense of moral guilt, no so-called fear of killing the same kind. After a very short excitement, there is only a pale numbness."Go back to your own house and let me see you in the street, you will be like those smelly meat on the side of the road!" the hunting team roared past, leaving one body after another, but it also clearly conveyed a message to let people return to their homes.This method of suppressing unrest is better than preaching. People did not raise any protests, nor did they go to the muzzle of the gun to show their spirit of freedom in order to prove that they were born free.Although people want to have a good baby and have an indifferent attitude towards life, no one really wants to die.Those who really want to die have already died. Those who can last up to now don't want to die.Hunting teams directly enter the city from multiple routes. Wherever there are mobs gathering, there are hunting teams. They are like hunters wandering in the urban bushes, hunting all unruly humans.In just one day, the unrest that lasted nearly two weeks basically subsided in the evening.In a clearing, under the guns of hunters, some conscripted Dalits were carrying corpses to the firewood pile, and these corpses were going to be burned.Even at the end of October, the air in nagary is still hot and humid, which is a good environment for bacterial breeding.So many people died at once. If they are not handled properly, there may be a plague in the city.The mobs who were arrogant before the hunting team entered the city became what they were before. They were timid and cowardly. They didn't even dare to look up when walking.As a crude incendiary bomb was thrown into the firewood fire in circles in the air, the flame spread instantly, and the raging flame rose with the trend, burning all ugliness and sins."The air won't smell so good these days..." in the exquisite room, the table is still filled with all kinds of wine and food, and the band is playing soothing music. Everything is so beautiful.Lynch shook his head and said, "but the good news is that everything will go well next.""We have no competitors and the market is firmly controlled by us, but I must also tell you that it is not allowed to think that we can control the market without more competitors.""The friendship between the Federation and nagary lasts forever it can withstand the baptism of history and will not fade even if it lasts longer. Although there is no explicit view that some federal laws exist and are effective, we should also abide by them."There are many federal businessmen around Lynch. During this time, they were frightened, one by one, especially today.The gunfire outside made them almost think that the mob had launched a coup. Only when the gunfire calmed down did they understand that the unrest was over.It also gives them a... Absurd feeling. You know, if a similar riot occurs in the Federation, the militia will be responsible for maintaining order at most, rather than shooting those who cause the riot.But here, the best way to solve the unrest is to solve those who caused the unrest, which makes people feel afraid. Some things are getting out of their cognition and control of reality.Lynch has become an important support for their work and life here."Next, we will make a new plan for the city. Here I have to mention the mayor's family who was attacked and killed by mobs in the turmoil, which also makes us realize the importance of peace."Lynch suddenly turned around and waved to the police chief standing on one side, who seemed to be in the background here. The latter was a little confused, but he still sorted out his clothes and armed belt, strode to Lynch and lowered his head slightly. "Mr. Lynch, what do you want to do?"Lynch shook his head. He smiled, gently held the police chief's arm and looked at the others. "There is both a sad side and an exciting side.""In this turmoil, the police chief's performance was very excellent and excellent. After discussing with governor delag, I decided to promote the police chief as the mayor of the city. I believe he will be competent for this new job."He smiled and held out his hand. "Congratulations, Mr. new mayor."The smile on his face is very subtle. He already knows the facts. In fact, with Lynch's intelligence and his understanding of the situation here, he can easily guess the general answer.It is a good choice to promote the chief of police. He is a smart guy and obedient, which is very important.After a short absence, the police chief flashed some incredible light in his eyes. He was very exaggerated. He clenched Lynch's hand with both hands and lowered his head, "I will live up to Mr. Lynch and everyone's expectations and affirmation of me..."
