The attack from the air caused these rabble to flee quickly. A few pickup trucks carrying anti-aircraft machine guns wanted to resist, but under the roll call of self-destructing drones, their courage quickly turned into embers after the explosion.

Faced with the death that was coming towards them, all the surviving armed men ran faster.

But it was still not as fast as the bullets. Nie stood up high with a six-barreled machine gun and fired two rounds of gun lines at the target that could still be seen, leaving corpses on the ground and a very few lucky people. But their luck was also

It won't last long. The results of being directly killed by a twenty-millimeter machine gun and having their limbs broken are the same. There will be no kind people here to treat them, and even if they crawl back, the warlords will not do anything for them.

These cannon fodder consume important medicines.

Mars said before that the most indispensable thing in Indochina is guns and people.

Because everything else is lacking, especially medicines.

Mars landed with Chun, and a second lieutenant of the patrol came over. The lucky guy with three bullet wounds on his face stretched out his hand: "Bangkok Coast Guard Patrol, Qian Dahai, hello, you are..."

"Tower, Mars, my partner and I came in response to Senior Brother Gao's call." After Mars finished speaking, he turned to look at the few old people walking over.

"They are the representatives elected by the refugees. They are all respectable old people in the village. They have no abnormalities, but they still brought them here."

After hearing Lieutenant Qian's explanation, Mars smiled and reached out to wave to the five old men.

When they came over, Mars looked at them. The spiritual energy in his left hand condensed into a scale symbol in an instant. This is an extraordinary ability of the just paladin. Any lies are useless in the eyes of Mars. In Tainan, because of the extraordinary regulations, the opponent

Mars is not a very evil person and has no right to use it, but here, no one can stop Mars.

"Your Excellency Lord Mars, they are good people."

"Good people don't write good words on their faces, just like bad people don't write bad words on their faces."

After speaking, Mars looked at the five old men in front of him: "Which one of you is the internal agent of the outside warlord?"

An old man shook his head. He was a beastman. Mars nodded: "You can go back, I saw your grandson."

That was a little child with the same Keynesian blood as him. He was in his mother's arms, looking here with his family.

The second old man said: "I have a grudge against that Zavas. He killed my son back then. If I could still work for him, then God would definitely despise me." This old man had no problem either. All the hatred in his heart was gone.

It's almost overflowing.

The third old man pulled out his gun, but he didn't point it at Mars, because his psychic powers controlled him and painfully pointed the gun at himself.

"Why, you brought the suffering people in your village here just to push them into the sea of ​​misery." Mars asked in southern Thai Mandarin.

"I, I, I also want to live forever!" the old man struggled to reply.

"Are you willing to sell everything in order to live forever? I understand." Mars nodded: "You can die."

After saying that, the old man pulled the trigger, and his body fell to the ground, his blood staining the beach red.

Senior Brother Gao limped over at this time. He looked very bad, his tail was broken in half, and the bandage on his head was full of blood, but there was still anger in his eyes: "I should have known, but I didn't

You have the power... Lord Mars."

"Senior brother, don't call me venerable. You are my senior brother and I am your junior brother. Seniority and junior rank should not be based on strength. If you can get happiness by abandoning human relations and generation, then I will not want such happiness.

." Mars said while asking Chun to treat his senior brother.

"Thank you, Mars." After the senior brother said that, he sat down on the beach - he was also exhausted.

Mars turned to look at the other two old men: "What about you? You haven't given me the answer yet."

One of the old men knelt down, seemingly begging for forgiveness.

The other old man pulled out a gun. He did not point the gun at Mars, so when he put the muzzle of the gun to his temple, Mars was a little curious: "Why are you doing this?"

This is also a beastman species. He is an old man with curly horns. He is not tall and was a little stooped before, but now he is trying to stand up straight.

"In my town, my family members are not deformed, but many of my neighbors have become deformed... I was afraid that my family members would be deformed like them. After hearing that there was a boat group here, I decided to escape with everyone in the village.

Come here, they will die if they don't escape. And I am old, even if I am infected and deformed, I will still be at a damn age, but my grandchildren and granddaughters are still young."

Mars stretched out his hand and spiritually controlled the old man, making him hold the gun upside down and hand it into Mars' hand.

"You are not an internal agent of the outside warlords. You give everyone a way to live. I should also give you a way to live. You can leave." Mars said.

Then he looked at the kneeling old man: "What about you."

"My family is controlled by him. If I don't bring anyone in, they will all die." He knelt there and stretched out his hand: "If a venerable person like you comes, he will be able to kill them all, so let me go first.

Take one step, I am guilty, and I deserve retribution, but please kill them all, this land does not need villains like them..." At the end of the sentence, the old man burst into tears.

Mars held the gun upside down and handed it into his hand.

The old man took the gun and fired the bullet at Mars. Mars then stretched out his hand to push away the bullets in front of him.

"Do you have any other stories now?" Mars looked at the old man with interest.

There seemed to be no more, for he began screaming and cursing Mars in patois.

So the psychic palm grabbed the old man's neck and twisted it, throwing the body away. Mars walked in front of the crowd: "There is one more day! The boat group from southern Thailand will come to pick you up! Now I want to give you

You have a future, I come from a high tower, I have many weapons, and you have many men, I need you fathers to pick up guns to protect your wives and children. Those who are willing can stand in the open space on my left."

Many men stood up, said goodbye to their wives and children, and then stood resolutely on another open space designated by Mars.

When no one came out, Mars turned to look at Second Lieutenant Qian.

"Second Lieutenant Qian, please send two people to register their names and take photos of their children. The descendants of these people will be able to directly enter the tower to study. This is my share for the descendants of these brave men.
Chapter completed!