Cosma Empire

Chapter 626 Everyone Has Troubles

Even though these former slaves harbored hatred for the empire and these slave traders in their hearts, allowing them to shoot and kill the slave traders in front of them without hesitation, they still couldn't be as good as a real soldier. Quality.

The bullets fired from the carriage directly tore the young man's head, killing him with five sharp metal fragments. In fact, he doesn't have to die here, he just needs to hide for a while, but the problem is that he didn't do that.

Immediately, dozens of people rushed out from the room of the supply station with guns in their hands. Some people fired into the sky, telling the passengers to get back into the carriages, while another group of people began to attack every carriage. They will also shout before attacking, let the people inside surrender and ensure the safety of the other party, but this behavior has little effect, especially when their companions are killed as soon as they show up. If there were imperial soldiers or policemen outside the carriage, they might surrender, at least they would not have to worry about being killed.

But the group of people outside didn't look like soldiers or policemen at all, so I guess they were black people. Don't expect God to reach out to help you while you are alive, just as you should never expect him to not send you to hell after you die. There is still a lot of truth in this sentence. Instead of resisting and not resisting to meet the arrival of death, why not fight hard, maybe you can win?

The chaotic gun battle lasted for a long time, and the pungent bloody smell filled the passenger compartment with crying and cursing—not cursing the "robbers" outside the compartment, but cursing those crying, let them Shut up and don't lure the robbers into the car!

Human nature is so interesting sometimes. We must show our toughness and authority when dealing with the kind side, and compromise and satisfy as much as possible when dealing with the terrorist and violent side. It is not a distortion of human nature, but a person who has truly grown up and knows when to show what kind of characteristics.

The gunshots that lasted for more than 20 minutes finally subsided completely, and all the doors of the carriages were opened. The "robbers" looked at everything in the carriage with ashen faces, just like what they had suffered, like a hell. Those slightly younger women curled up and hid in the corner of the carriage, either indifferent to the changes in the outside world, or a little crazy. The men and children were also full of numbness, and their sickly faces were a gray of despair.

"My countrymen, you are free!"

This sentence was translated into more than 20 languages ​​and spread in every hardworking car. These naked people gradually regained their sanity, their eyes lit up, and they watched everything that happened in disbelief. , but it is true.

After all the slaves were rescued and transferred, the group quickly left. The train conductor waited in fear at the supply station for more than ten minutes and was completely relieved after seeing no one coming back. He asked the flight attendant to help him replace the catalyst, and started the train to rush to the next station at the fastest speed.

News of the slave train hijacking spread like wildfire in the West, but everyone who knew about it had a different attitude towards it.

When the mine owners knew about this, they were very calm, even indifferent. No matter how much the slave traders lost, it didn't matter to them. They thought that the people who robbed the slaves might be local horse bandits in the west. They didn't know which group was too poor. None of the slaves are willing to let go. In this way, they dare not loot the mining area. This group of robbers can only be described as trash.

The horse bandits and robbers found out about this, and they all wondered if some big shot recently opened a new mine and put out a big order to his colleagues, so they asked them to rob the steam locomotive . When some mine owners are under pressure and urgently need to mine a deposit, they have no time to place an order with the slave trader and wait for the next transaction. So they will issue bonus and reward orders, or directly designate a familiar criminal gang to let them get what they want for themselves.

Of course, paying more money for this is a matter of course. For such a risky thing as looting a steam locomotive, the return should be higher as a matter of course.

When the official heard the news, it was nothing more than adding a touch of pain to the painful headache. Anyway, trouble is like lice. When there are one or two, it may make you feel uncomfortable, but there are too many lice to a certain extent. One It is uncomfortable, and a bunch of it is also uncomfortable. Gradually get used to the uncomfortable, but it will not be uncomfortable.

As for Memnon..., his headache is not this matter, but another matter.

A few years ago, he used an old man from Scarlet Dawn as the party whip of the Progressive Party to maintain his orthodox image and status, but soon he had some ideological conflicts with this party whip. He chose a radical way to lead the Progressive Party to participate in this political game as soon as possible, and hoped to get the governor's position as soon as possible, and then compete for the supreme power seat of the empire. But the party whip, Mr. Shapke, thinks that Memnon's pace is too big, and cooperating with capitalists is like setting the house on fire to keep warm. Pain.

The different views of the two also caused the Kadima Party to have huge differences for the first time after the establishment of the party. In the end, Memnon asked his secretary to persuade Shapke. If the leader of the Kadima Party was Mr. Kesma, Shapke could sacrifice himself to make him wake up, but the current leader is only the horse dealer Memnon, and Mr. Shapke did not intend to die for him, so he took a A group of people with the same ideals left the Kadima Party and went back to the field.

Just from last night to this morning, Shapke suddenly stood up and spoke out. He directly questioned whether Memnon’s policies in the west could continue smoothly, and secondly questioned whether Memnon’s becoming the leader of the Kadima Party belonged to the Orthodox heritage. In other words, Shapke believed that Memnon had stolen the benefits of Blood Dawn, and he was not a good person.

If someone else questioned these issues, the trouble caused to Memnon would definitely not be as great as that caused by Shapke. Shapke has been a member organization since the first day of Blood Dawn. It can be said that he is the elder of Blood Dawn, the founder of one of them. His words are very authoritative, far beyond what Memnon, a horse dealer, can match. There are some discordant voices in the Kadima Party again. Some people think that Memnon is far away from everyone’s original thinking——change this The era, let everyone live a happy life.

Although everyone knows that this is the original intention of stepping on a horse, no matter how nonsense it is, this is also the "programme" established by Scarlet Dawn.

In recent years, Memnon has cooperated aggressively with the capitalists, gained the friendship of the capitalists through joint efforts with the capitalists to exploit and oppress the working class in the west, and leveraged his own power on the political stage by selling the interests of everyone in the west. His actions and actions have seriously violated the program. Shapke's words immediately shook some people, and these people are all core members of the Kadima Party.

Memnon is very good at disguising. He makes all his actions seem to be creating a better era for everyone, such as the three guarantees policy. But if you think about it carefully, behind all his policies, there are more or less shadows of capitalists. He has betrayed the program and the original intention of Scarlet Dawn.

Of course, human nature is always complicated. Some people pursue a purely idealized world, while others are willing to stand down-to-earth on the ground. If someone opposes Memnon, there will naturally be a group of people who support Memnon. These are the vested interests after Memnon entered the political arena. Members of extremist organizations who used to be shady in the past, now they can appear in front of people in neat formal attire, with greasy hair and pink face, and hold great or small power.

They are no longer rats living in the sewer, but people living in the sun. They support Memnon from the bottom of their hearts and hope that Memnon can continue to walk.

The sudden crisis within the party has already shown signs of splitting. Once some members of the Progressive Party leave the party, this will become Memnon's biggest political stain and will also affect all his future plans.

He must solve this matter as soon as possible, before the eyes of the people of the whole country are focused on the west!

"What do you want from me?" Memnon was a little embarrassed at this time, which was a completely different change from the image he had always maintained on weekdays. He tore off his collar with his own hands, rubbed his hair, bent over and sat on the chair, and roared in a low voice: "It won't do you any good to stink me, Shapke! You can't be a leader , no one is willing to follow you, if I fail, it means that all of us have failed!"

"This is not the success I want, Memnon." Although Shapke's voice in the receiver was aging, it was very firm.

Memnon straightened up suddenly, grabbed the ashtray in his hand and threw it out fiercely, "Then what do you want? Money? Power? Status? A woman? Or a bullet that shot through your head?!"

"Tell me, you bastard, how on earth are you going to stop what you're doing!"

"We've known each other for thirty years and it never occurred to me that the first person to stab me in the back was you, Shapke!"

Shapke on the other end of the phone laughed, "It's twenty-six years, three months and eleven days, and I need to remind you that you will always be the treacherous horse dealer who disguised draft horses as healthy horses and sold them to us. "

"An orangutan can't turn into a human being in human clothes, Mr. Memnon!"

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