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Chapter 334 Statistics
(I¡¯m going to raise two pigs and kill them for myself. One is called the ¡°Bank President¡± and the other is the ¡°Minister of Health.¡± Kill them! Kill them during the Chinese New Year!)
There was a dead silence in the hall. People exhaled heavy breaths from their mouths and noses, and the "de" sound of their teeth hitting each other uncontrollably was crisp and clear to the ears.
Ino Eli held the gun in his hand tightly and stared fiercely at Lin Xiang on the golden throne. He nervously gritted the innermost molars in his mouth, as if this masochistic action of simply flattening the alveoli could eliminate the uncontrollable fear deep in his heart. There was no trace of blood on his pale face, and the center of his pupils, which were shrunken to the shape of needles, strangely revealed increasingly calmer gazes.
He didn¡¯t know if Lin Xiang, who was sitting high on the throne, would suddenly take action. But he knew that if he showed even a little bit of unnecessary behavior at this moment, a death more miserable and terrifying than that of the old man would immediately come to him like thunder.
¡°All the officials of the empire, big and small, disliked the emperor¡ªthat melancholy man had no qualifications to become an emperor at all. Timid, indecisive, cowardly. . . . . . His favorite thing to do is to stay alone in the bedroom and read some old books found in the ruins with relish. If it weren't for the fear of the woman Aphra and the revenge from the Skeleton Knights, the emperor would have been cut into pieces by the rebels.
He died after all. Although it was somewhat different from what was expected, the male corpse lying on the big bed in the palace bedroom was undoubtedly the former idiot emperor.
Everyone thinks this is a once-in-a-rainbow opportunity. What's particularly surprising is that the brainiac who attacked the palace turned out to be just an ordinary person without any powers. The greed and desire suppressed in people's subconscious are stimulated and transformed into endless rich imagination. They began to weave an invisible invisible web, changing their identities to deliberately deceive outsiders who were completely unfamiliar with the affairs of the empire. The emperor is just a false name, a puppet capable of self-indulgence. Just an ordinary person. . . . . . This is simply a gift from heaven, a rich surprise from God.
But everyone was wrong. It was not a weak little rabbit that could be pinched at will, but a ferocious hungry tiger that hid its teeth and claws, perfectly covering up all the aura of death on its body.
Ino Eli¡¯s hands were trembling, and he could no longer suppress the fear that was constantly occupying every corner of his body. He held the gun in his hand, but he didn't have the strength to pull the trigger. In fact, he was almost running out of energy to stay standing. At his feet, the old man's head was close at hand, still grinning and retaining the last state before death. It seemed to remind myself that this was the final outcome.
Lin Xiang sat on the throne with a cold and arrogant expression, looking down at the panicked crowd.
The most direct expression of power is not just the tens of thousands of humble people crawling at your feet. Bloody and cruelty, which is the opposite of kindness, can also act as an obvious deterrent.
Colonel Theresen still stood there, his head lowered, silent.
Among all the people in the hall, he was the only one who understood the power of Lin Xiang, the strange ruler, the speed faster than lightning in the armored command vehicle, which was far beyond the limit of what the naked eye could observe. Except for Parasite. . . . . . He couldn't imagine what kind of humanoid life form could compare with him in this world.
But he has no breath!
A man who is strong and cannot be manipulated by any external force is a force that he cannot resist. . . . . . The colonel did not choose to surrender directly, nor did he side with the imperial officials. Before he even entered the hall, he had already decided that both sides would not help each other and strictly maintain neutrality.
Lin Xiang half-squinted his eyes and calmly looked down at Inoaili, who was standing under the throne. The eyes were dull and indifferent, as if it was not a living person at all, but a cold corpse.
"The territory of the empire is very large, and I need officials. If you choose to be loyal at the first time, there will be another ending."
Ino Eli struggled and opened his mouth slightly, but said nothing, revealing a bitter smile that was filled with regret.
The whole plan does have a very speculative nature. If Lin Xiang releases a supernatural aura, officials will not hesitate to choose surrender or a gentler negotiation method. The issue is. . . . . . He could feel nothing from his body. There was not even a single parasitic guard belonging to the Soaring Dragon Territory placed in the audience hall. They only relied on the garrison troops under Colonel Theresen to maintain order. This gives officials ample room for imagination and delusion. Almost everyone gave up their planned loyalty plan and switched to a more??Strong, direct, and no room for negotiation.
This is not Ino Eli¡¯s fault, nor is it the old man¡¯s fault.
A parasite can kill hundreds or thousands of ordinary people.
If neither side of the fight has the power of mutation, individual existence will never be able to fight against a large-scale group.
He confused everyone and made everyone lift their feet and step into the death tomb that they can never leave.
"You are too greedy"
Lin Xiang shook his head mockingly and said calmly: "I have imagined every situation that I might encounter after entering the imperial capital. But I did not expect that a group of ordinary officials would be used as puppet threats."
Ino Eli smiled sadly: "Me too. This world is full of too many changes. We overestimate ourselves, but underestimate you."
Lin Xiang nodded clearly: "All mistakes must be paid by people."
The pale-faced Ino Eli murmured, his slightly lowered eyes full of unconcealable fear and despair. The old man who just died in front of him can already illustrate the problem - this beautiful young man is far more ruthless than he looks. and. . . . . . Doing things without regard to the consequences.
The arm holding the gun hung down feebly, and Ino Eli pursed his dry lips, and asked in a hoarse voice that was so frightened that he almost lost his voice: "You what are you going to do? What if, what if I was worried about what happened before? Repent and swear to be loyal to you forever, will youwill you"
He used honorifics unknowingly.
"There is no regret in this world. I have given you a chance."
Lin Xiang looked at him calmly, with an indifferent expression, and his deep voice revealed unquestionable majesty: "The damn person must die¡ª¡ª"
"I knew it was like this It's impossible, it can't be changed"
Inoelli stared at him blankly. He grabbed his head with his left hand and pulled it hard. He laughed nervously and said, "I'm so stupid. Why do I have to anger a lion? Honestly." What¡¯s wrong with living a peaceful life? No matter how much stuff or money I have, how much can I eat? How much can I play with? Hahahaha¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡±
Weird and harsh laughter exploded in the hall, emitting a strange and hollow echo. The expression on Ino Eli's face suddenly became very far away, as if his consciousness was peeling off from the inside of his body, leaving only an empty and useless body. He slowly raised the pistol hanging on his fingertips, pointed it at the temple on the side of his head, glanced at all the scenes within his sight with a blank and nostalgic look, and pulled the trigger hard.
¡°Plop¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡±
At the same time as Ino Aili fell down, other people standing at the bottom of the throne steps, they fell on their knees, their hands were lying on the ground tightly, and their bodies had no rhythmic BSP; they had completely lost the courage to argue or begging.
Lin Xiang turned his scrutinizing gaze to the right side of the throne towards Colonel Theresen. He was also the only person in the hall who could barely maintain his standing posture at this moment.
"You still have a chance to choose now¡ª¡ª"
Staring at the colonel's pale face, Lin Xiang raised his delicate eyebrows and smiled calmly and gently: "You did not participate in these people's conspiracy, nor did you order the soldiers to shoot at me. I always pay attention to what I do. Fair Of course, if you refuse to obey orders, it shouldn't be difficult to pick someone from the Imperial garrison who is willing to take my orders to take your current position."
Colonel Therese's drooped head suddenly lifted up, his black pupils tightened for a moment, and he focused his gaze with great difficulty, shrinking and not daring to make contact with Lin Xiang's fierce and proud eyes. Dodging, with incredible shock and cold sweat seeping and sliding down from both sides of his forehead, he nodded desperately and responded in a jerky voice: "Your Majesty Your Majesty Please, Order."
Lin Xiang is obviously very dissatisfied with this answer that has lost the most basic qualities of a soldier. But he could also understand the fierce collision and struggle in the colonel's inner world at this moment. He did not continue to struggle with this issue, and his slender eyebrows wrinkled slightly in annoyance. Looking at the former imperial officials kneeling at his feet, Lin Xiang's pursed lips showed a hint of ferocity.
¡°Kill them all¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡±
"Launch a city-wide manhunt. Anyone who spreads inappropriate remarks and incites slaves, refuses to accept control orders, or deliberately creates chaos will be killed! Those who hide or help others escape will be punished with the same crime. Neighbors, family members, relatives and friends will all sit together. No matter how high or low they are, they will be punished. , Men, women, old and young are treated equally."
"Those who order the garrison to guard the city gates and loot public warehouses for supplies will be sentenced to death on the spot¡ª¡ª"
Before Colonel Theresen could reply to a series of orders, Lin Xiang's eyes had already revealed an even more evil and cruel light.
"On both sides of the street leading from the palace to the north city gate, set up a wooden pole every ten meters. Hang the corpses of all those who dare to disobey on it, so that those who dare to resist or have ulterior motives can take a good look. This is what they will do at any time. Possible consequences¡ª¡ª¡ª¡ª¡±
Four consecutive days of sparse rainfall swept away all the remaining heat on the earth's surface. It is late autumn, and people can no longer feel the warm breath. From time to time, rain falls from the sky, which is cold and turbid. It not only brings the fear of radiation, but also indicates that the cold winter is coming.
Colonel Theresen understood Lin Xiangbu's order. Under the supervision of the assault team, the traitorous imperial soldiers conducted a large-scale search and arrest in the Black Prison City. According to the relevant information in the palace archives, all the imperial administrative officials on the list were detained, and without any trial or verification, they were charged with bribery, corruption, enriching their own pockets, and conspiracy to commit treason and were executed on the spot. His family, relatives, friends and neighbors were all punished for the crime. Thousands of horrific corpses were hung high on the top of a "1" shaped wooden pole, swinging and colliding in the air like puppets with the howling cold wind.
Standing in the warm hall, looking out the window at the dead bodies hanging on both sides of the street, Lin Xiang felt no guilt, regret or anger at all, only a numbness as if he was watching ordinary things in another world.
He has learned how to control his emotions.
No one should be killed less.
There may be many people who were accidentally killed.
Killing and being killed, this is the morality of the wasteland world.
It is necessary to completely eliminate the impact of the upper-level dynamics of the empire on ordinary people.
Slaves and civilians must know that the current empire is no longer the chaotic and disorderly society it once was.
The imperial officials must die. Their brains can appease the public and form an effective and reliable deterrent. The frame-up was not without purpose. Slaves and officials were two groups with completely different levels of treatment. They envy those who have enough to eat and those who are in superior positions wearing rich clothes. By killing hundreds of imperial officials on a seemingly grandiose charge, slaves will naturally instinctively recognize the new ruler. At this time, if they are lifted from their enslaved status and supervised by the military, they will soon become a new support group for the regime.
To them, Lin Xiang is a god-like liberator.
Lin Xiang was finally able to understand the true helplessness of those emperors who were called "tyrants" in ancient society.
They may not want to kill, but they have no choice but to pick up the butcher's knife. Relief and gentleness can indeed make people feel grateful, but they cannot have a strong deterrent effect. Only when actual human heads and dead bodies are placed in front of you can it have a sufficiently threatening effect
The leading troops of the two legions arrived in the imperial capital three days ago. These elite members of the fully evolved legion immediately made the Imperial Guard soldiers feel unprecedented pressure. They carried out orders without compromise, moved quickly and neatly, killing every suspected target directly. At the same time, nearly half of the people were assigned to join the temporary guards of the palace, search the finances, and seal the warehouse. Two days later, when Yang Hua led the main force of the "Holy Blood Angels" to the Imperial Capital and other surrounding cities, taking full control of the situation, the list of various supplies placed in front of Lin Xiang was already a thick paper mountain on the table. .
Food:
? 7.84 million tons of wheat and rice, 4.12 million tons of sweet potatoes and potatoes, 830,000 tons of frozen fresh pigs, and 2.1 million tons of preliminary purified jaggery.
In addition, there are a huge number of canned meat, refined meat, oil, lipids, and alcoholic beverages.
These things are enough to sustain the consumption of nearly 30 million people for a year. As the largest material storage area in the entire empire, the underground of the Imperial Capital and the other four surrounding cities have been hollowed out, and large warehouses have been built hundreds of meters above the ground. Even if the empire encounters a natural disaster or a war leads to a complete crop failure, officials and slaves will not have to worry about a series of problems caused by hunger.
Weapons and machinery:
Inventory personnel found more than 73,000 general-purpose light and heavy machine guns, 560,000 assault rifles, and an uncountable number of pistols, bullets, and grenades in the Imperial Armory. . . . . . The size of the integrated division of 20,000 people in the old days was enough to arm dozens of field infantry divisions. Due to limitations in military supply and transportation, a total of more than 6,000 heavy trucks were relocated to other cities. Even so, there are still 730 weapons parked in the military reserve northwest of the imperial capital.A brand new "m939" five-ton standard truck.
As for the main battle tanks that Lin Xiang is most concerned about, there are 356 "Abrams" A2 improved models that are more advanced than the initial models. The 6th fighter aircraft are mainly "AH64 Apache" and "S7O" Black Hawk assault transport helicopters, together with other types of aircraft of different models and combat effectiveness. The number of registered aircraft on paper is seventy-four. But for unknown reasons, all aircraft were dismantled and stored in parts.
In addition to combat vehicles, Aphra also provided the empire with more than 4,000 heavy-duty tractors, excavators, cranes, engineering and complete sets of drilling equipment. Due to the lack of professional and technical personnel, only a small part of these heavy equipment has been put into use, and nearly 88% of the complete machines and parts have not even been shipped out of the container. As for the fuel that dares to drive them, the paper record is 1.37 million tons of diesel and 2.06 million tons of gasoline. Actual quantities may be slightly less than the recorded figures, taking into account the consumption necessary for transportation and distribution into individual cans.
Resource production and manufacturing:
According to figures from the Imperial Industrial Headquarters, two "ten"-shaped railway lines with the imperial capital as the core and running through the entire empire in all directions were completed two years ago. Various production lines assisted by the Skull Knights were installed in the southern region of the empire. Theoretically, the annual steel production in the Southern Industrial Zone should be 4.9 million tons, but the actual output is only 8106 tons. Taking into account many factors such as ore sources, electricity, equipment losses, etc., the real reason for the extremely low output is probably the lack of skilled technicians, which has caused serious low production efficiency.
There are thousands of items listed on the supply list. In order to hoard such a huge amount of resources, Aphra has really tried her best to get it under the name of the Skeleton Knights. However, apart from these, what Lin Xiang really valued were the tens of millions of slaves living in the empire.
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