As the ZAFT army¡¯s first probing attack ended in almost annihilation of the entire army, the situation in North Africa suddenly fell into a state of intense instability.
Because various resistance organizations, including Blue Cosmos, all know that the famous "Desert Tiger" suffered a big loss when hunting the Archangel.
Not only did he lose a lot of his subordinates, but he almost became a prisoner himself.
So in the next few days, various attacks and assassinations occurred one after another.
Suddenly, deafening explosions and continuous gunshots were often heard on the streets of several major cities.
Although the Adjuster soldiers have strong physical fitness and reflexes, they cannot withstand such frequent and indiscriminate attacks.
¡°In just two or three days, dozens of people were killed and hundreds were injured.
Don¡¯t think this number is small!
You must know that the total number of adjusters in p.l.a.n.t is only over 20 million, and the number of people who have joined the ZAFT army may be less than 500,000.
Especially those experienced mobile phone pilots, each one is very precious.
The death of two or three is enough to make the commander feel pain.
In order to suppress this wave of attacks, Andrew Butterfield tore off his usual gentle disguise and fully demonstrated the nature of the military as a violent institution.
Anyone who dares to resist will be killed on the spot!
In just ten hours, tens of thousands of people were imprisoned.
This time 75 zwz.c om Zhang Si. Among them are many innocent civilians who have been implicated.
¡°If this kind of behavior were carried out in peaceful times, it would definitely be mentioned in the media and subject to repeated and violent bombardment. No matter who the identity was, he would definitely be dismissed from his post and investigated, and he might even go to a military court.
But now it¡¯s a state of war!
The biggest difference between a state of war and peacetime is that the people's tolerance for "atrocities" is much higher.
In addition, most people's attention is attracted by the two sides participating in the war, and they are more concerned about whether their own camp wins, and they don't care about the life and death of the people in other small countries.
So when the prisons were packed with prisoners, the originally restless North Africa calmed down again.
Looking at the crowds of people rushing around the street, as well as the ZAFT soldiers and MS standing on patrol at the intersection, Natal Baqilulu, who was wearing casual clothes, finally couldn't help but sigh slightly: "It's really ZAFT." The famous general of the Ford Army. He was able to suppress all the resistance forces in such a short period of time."
"Hmph! That tiger won't be rampant for long! One day, he will have to pay for the crimes he committed on this land." Cajiali said through gritted teeth.
"Calm down! My dear Princess, this is a city controlled by the ZAFT Army. If you don't want to put all of us in danger, it's best not to show even a little bit of hatred towards the ZAFT Army." Allen reminded meaningfully while sitting in the car.
"Damn it! How many times have I told you! Don't call me princess! I'm not a princess either!" Cagalli turned around suddenly, her eyes filled with anger.
But Allen shrugged indifferently: "It's not a good habit to deceive yourself. After all, if you really don't care about your origin, you shouldn't be obsessed with just a title."
"Shut up! I'm not here to listen to your preaching! If it hadn't been for Sister Artoria's instructions, I would have made a few holes in your body with a gun." After saying that, Cagalli patted him threateningly. The pistol at the waist.
"It's a pity that her fierce look may be enough to scare others, but it has no deterrent effect on a person with the power of the devil.
On the contrary, Allen even felt that the girl acted like a cat waving its claws, giving people a cute and fierce feeling.
Fortunately, the car finally arrived at a bomb shelter-like building deep underground before the two actually started fighting.
Without saying a word, a guerrilla member immediately jumped out of the car and had a brief exchange with one of them.
¡°About ten minutes or so, a bald man with a big beard walked out of the darkness.
He first took a look at the people in the car, then opened his arms and said with a smile: "Oh, this is notOr North America.
nervous!
Excited!
Feeling that his heart was beating violently, the businessman forced himself to look away from the long series of numbers, raised his head and carefully probed: "Who are you? How come you have so many Atlantic Federation currencies?"
¡°It doesn¡¯t matter who I am, what¡¯s important is that I have proven my ability to pay, right? Remember, don¡¯t try to get by with some second-hand goods, or fake products. I am a very picky customer! If your goods don¡¯t satisfy me, then you have to think carefully about the consequences.¡±
After saying that, Allen ignored the reaction of the black marketeer and turned back to the car, signaling everyone to get in the car and return the way they came. 强牺 miaoshuyuan.com 读牺
Because this time, the type and quantity of the materials he wanted to purchase were so amazing that they couldn't be handled by just a secret warehouse.
So I don¡¯t expect to get the spot immediately.
With the ability of this black marketeer, it would take him at least one or two days, or at most three to five days, to get everything on the list together.
Watching the car following Allen and his group gradually disappearing into the distance, another man in his thirties next to him finally couldn't help but ask: "Boss, do you want us to send a few people to follow and kill them directly? As long as we have With that money, we can definitely leave this hellish place."
"Are you tired of living? Do you know what it means for a guy to have so much Atlantic Federation currency at this time? If you want to die, don't get involved with me!" the black marketeer cursed angrily.
In his opinion, the person who can take out so much Atlantic Federation currency at once is either a senior executive of the Earth Alliance, a member of the huge military-industrial complex, or an agent engaged in intelligence work.
No matter which one it is, it is not something that a shady black marketeer like me can afford to offend.
What¡¯s more, the Archangel is currently the focus of contention between the two warring parties.
If you accidentally get involved, ten lives will not be enough to kill you.
If nothing else, look at the Eighth Fleet that was completely wiped out not long ago. That is the best example.
After leaving the black market, the group of people parked their cars on the side of the road and found a restaurant to sit down on the slightly deserted street.
Kajiali, who was familiar with the local situation, casually ordered some barbecue, burritos and the like, as well as some sweet and sour drinks.
Unfortunately, the preoccupied Natal Baqilulu was not in the mood to enjoy exotic food. She just took a sip of the iced drink and then asked impatiently: "Alan, do you think that black marketeer is reliable? He Can you really get everything on that list?¡±
"I don't know! Maybe he can, maybe he can't, maybe he will betray us for greater interests. But it doesn't matter!"
As Allen spoke, he picked up the chili sauce and prepared to spread it on his portion of food.
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