Azila had been raped. Azila's grandfather had died. Azila had cried. Azila's tears had dried up. Azila was still alive. Azila was no longer alive. She sat on the filthy ground in a daze. Her equally filthy skirt covered her slender legs and the girl's blood.
After venting his lust on the Imperial girl's body, the captain of the Federation suddenly felt a little disgusted. The delicate girl's skin and beautiful dark chestnut hair that made him feel incomparably firm on the brink of death now made him feel a little disgusted.
Men who had just ejaculated were usually eunuchs, but they often thought of themselves as saints. The captain woke up from his deranged mood, feeling a little irritated at the thought that he had actually raped a lowly Imperial woman.
He roughly kicked away the girl sitting on the floor, cursing as he walked to the water stand in the corner. He poured out the water bottle and used the last bit of water to hastily clean the mucus and blood between his legs.
That water was the last hope for the old watchmaker and his granddaughter to live on. It was the last thing that Azra's father had left in this world. If it were any other time, she would have protected the water at all costs. But now that the old watchmaker had become a cold corpse, she had lost the will to live. She could only stare blankly at the Federation soldier, watching him use the most precious water to wash away the dirtiest and most precious things.
"Boss, this girl is quite pretty. She's much less hairy than those beast-like Imperial women. Is it because she's young?"
The orderly leaned against the door, leaning on his gun as he spoke to the captain in a fawning tone.
The captain looked back at him and saw the blood vessels in the orderly's eyes, as well as the rising thirst that could not be quenched. He couldn't help but laugh mockingly and wave his hand in agreement.
The bearded orderly let out a hoarse howl of joy and dragged the girl to a corner of the cellar. He took off his military uniform, revealing his body hair that was even denser than the Imperial people's. He roughly lifted the girl's skirt and pressed her down viciously.
At this moment, a muffled sound came from the iron door of the cellar. Smoke and dust flew everywhere. The two iron doors that were locked were actually shaken open from the outside. The dust in the cellar blocked the dim light of the oil lamp. Vaguely, a burly figure broke in just like that!
Behind the burly figure, another four or five men drilled into the cellar like lightning. Their movements were particularly simple and powerful. They raised the cold standard guns in their hands and aimed at the captain of the federation who was tying his belt, as well as the naked orderly who was preparing to move in the corner. They lowered their voices and roared, "Captain!
"Surrender and I'll spare your life!"
"Put down the gun in your hand!"
The captain of the Federation had his hands on the waistband of his trousers, and his orderly had his hands on the girl's waist. Since they weren't holding the gun, they couldn't put it down, and they couldn't surrender the gun and avoid being killed.
Looking at the murderous men who rushed in, the captain of the Federation fell into despair. He noticed that the submachine gun was still at least two steps away from him. There was no way he could resist.
A moment later, the eyes of the captain of the Federation lit up. He noticed that although the men who rushed into the cellar were speaking the language of the Empire, they were very unfamiliar with it. It was very much like him who had received temporary training before the war.
Because of a certain bright possibility, the captain excitedly breathed rapidly and said with a trembling voice, "Don't shoot! We are from the Federation! "
The dust gradually fell to the ground, and the light of the oil lamp spilled out. The tall figure walked out from the shadows and revealed his true face.
The burly body of about 1.9 meters tall was wearing a tattered bulletproof vest, revealing his strong muscles. His hair was extremely short and uneven, and it felt like countless needles were randomly piled there.
"New 17th Division, NTR, Xiong Linquan. Who are you?"
The burly man looked at the captain of the Federation and asked. Then, his eyes slowly moved down and landed on the ugly thing hanging between the captain's legs. His eyes narrowed, his straight eyebrows slightly furrowed, and his face turned slightly cold.
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In the Federation military's command system, Xiong Linquan was a person who had been missing for almost two months.
In less than a week after the New 17th Division NTR entered the southwest war zone to carry out that damned mission, the four Federation reorganized machinists began that terrifying bloody battle.
The continuous bombardment of Salé City and the destructive bombardment that did not distinguish between friend and foe caused the NTR troops that had entered this war zone early to fall into an extremely dangerous situation.
The terrifying electronic shielding battle caused all channels to be blocked. The dark clouds spat out by the tragic battle covered the sky around the city. The few signal relay stations outside the atmosphere entered a semi-blind state, and the Federation's charter network could not capture the reference chips behind the necks of the NTR troops.
What was even more troublesome, or perhaps even worse, was that although the NTR troops had received the electronic shielding fake codes from the base, the two micro-filter radios of the troops were completely destroyed due to some inexplicable reason such as being smashed by rocks. Thus, they became a lone army deep behind enemy lines without any support. Even the four reorganized machinists did not know of their existence.
The northern suburbs had the highest concentration of dynasty troops. While the NTR troops completed the secret mission with great difficulty, they unavoidably attracted the attention of the dynasty's main forces. As they fled and fought, the troops suffered heavy casualties and were forced to infiltrate Salé City under desperate circumstances.
Who knew how many snipers were hidden in the ruins. At that time, the city was still under the control of the dynasty and had to be bathed in the concentrated airstrikes of the Federation every day. To them, who did not know, this was a cold graveyard.
In order to survive under such extreme circumstances, the NTR troops held an impromptu battlefield meeting. They decided to split into two groups and hide there, waiting for the Federation's main forces to complete their strategic objective before making their move.
Xiong Linquan and a few of the old members of Group 7 did not hesitate to choose the more difficult area. Dongfang Yu, who was supposed to be in command of the other group, was heavily injured in a battle and was also silently picked up by Xiong Linquan.
Xiong Linquan's group had fourteen people, including six lightly injured people and Dongfang Yu who was lying on a stretcher. There were also two dynasty captives captured during the last mission before infiltration.
The two dynasty captives were responsible for carrying the stretcher and taking care of the heavily injured Dongfang Yu.
This mixed group of complicated members chose a warehouse behind Salé City's clock tower as their hiding spot. However, even they themselves did not expect that this battle would be so long and bloody. They were forced to hide in that warehouse for more than forty days. Fortunately, luck returned at this time. Neither the dynasty's mecha battalion nor the Federation's blind missiles on the streets discovered them.
Just an hour ago, through a long period of observation at the sentry post, Xiong Linquan confirmed that the Federation military had ended the indiscriminate bombing and decided to start moving the group.
However, just as the group passed through two streets under the cover of dusk, before they had time to sigh at the somewhat unfamiliar sunset and how good it was to be alive, they were almost discovered by a certain dynasty's mecha battalion supporting the frontlines.
This group, which had already proven themselves on the battlefield, used the fastest speed and smallest movement to quietly avoid the eight terrifying wolf fang mecha and broke into a residential building, preparing to temporarily hide there for a period of time. However, one of the team members discovered a crude entrance to a cellar behind them.
Then, Xiong Linquan rushed in and saw the scene of murder and rape.
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"I am Captain Chen Qi of the base's rapid response brigade." The captain awkwardly pulled up his pants, took a deep breath, and looked at Xiong Linquan. "Please report your military rank."
Xiong Linquan looked at him expressionlessly. His empty left hand pulled open a corner of his bulletproof vest, revealing the epaulets sewn inside.
Captain Chen Qi's expression changed drastically. He immediately stood at attention, performed a standard military salute, and said, "Hello, Lieutenant Colonel."
Xiong Linquan looked at him silently and suddenly asked, "How does it feel to be raped?"
The rest of the people in the room remained silent. They looked at the captain and his orderly. Other than the two Empire captives squatting in the corner, no one showed any disdain or disgust. It was not because they could accept this kind of thing, but as the NTR unit that took on the Federal military's most dangerous mission, they were the group of people who had seen the most ugliness of life and death in the world, so they were somewhat numb.
Xiong Linquan turned his head and glanced at the Empire woman in the corner. His eyes narrowed. He was a little surprised that she did not cry.
Then he noticed that she was very young and very beautiful. She had a head of soft, dark chestnut hair, and under the ends of the hair was a smooth, delicate, and thin shoulder. There were several deep bloodstains. After a slight pause, he remembered with slight ridicule that in the Federation's propaganda, the people of the Empire were all beasts with hair growing on their bodies.
There was always too much difference between propaganda and reality.
Xiong Linquan never put down his gun. The black barrel was aimed straight between Captain Chen Qi's eyebrows. No matter if he was pulling up his pants or saluting, it did not tremble in the slightest.
Captain Chen Qi felt some kind of inexplicable fear. He said with a hoarse and trembling voice, "Lieutenant Colonel Xiong, what do you want to do? Do you want to kill me for this Empire woman? "
Xiong Linquan still did not put down the barrel of the gun.
The captain's face suddenly turned ashen. He cried out miserably, "I, a company, died in the hands of the Empire people. So what if I rape an Empire woman?"
Xiong Linquan silently lowered his head. At the same time, he put down the single-barreled heavy gun in his hand and said, "If you can return to the base alive, go report yourself to the military law office. I know your number and name. If you don't go, you can imagine the consequences."
The two captives squatting by the wall were covered in dust, but it still could not hide the clear eyes of one of them. Looking at this scene, this captive whispered a few words of ridicule in a low voice.
Xiong Linquan understood what this captive was saying. The other members in the room also understood. The general idea was to mock the hypocrisy of the Federation people. Since they did not dare to kill the captain and did not take him away, then the Empire woman would face more terrible humiliation later.
The light in the cellar was very dim, and the atmosphere was very dim. It was so heavy that it made people unable to muster up much energy. In the dead silence, one of the members suddenly said, "If the boss was still here, I don't know what he would do."
Hearing the word 'boss', Xiong Linquan turned around and roared angrily, "Shut up!"
Everyone fell silent again because of this angry roar. Only one person in the cellar dared to speak. Lying on the stretcher, the former commander of the First Regiment of the Iron Seventh Division, Dongfang Yu, mocked in a weak voice, "Your boss is from the Empire. Of course he would support the Empire people. Do you even need to ask?"
The captive who had spoken earlier clearly understood the Federation language. A look of shock flashed through his eyes. He could not understand why the leader of these Federation people was from the Empire.
Xiong Linquan put a silencer on the barrel of the gun, then raised his arm again and aimed at the corner of the cellar.
He looked at the expressionless Empire woman expressionlessly and saw that her eyes were full of stubbornness and silent hatred.
"No!" the captive shouted.
Bang! Bang!
Two muffled sounds.
Xiong Linquan pulled the trigger again!
Captain Chen Qi and his orderly suddenly had two bloody holes between their eyebrows. They fell down just like that.
Xiong Linquan looked at the dead captain and said, "The whole company died in battle, but the highest-ranking officer is still alive. That means you are a deserter."
These words seemed to be an explanation to the members, but also seemed to be an explanation to himself. It might also be an explanation to the shocked Empire woman in the corner as to why he would shoot.
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