Son of the Tower

Chapter 346 Don't Talk to Me About the Free Market Economy
The No.13 Legion's quick-reaction fleet arrived at Skarro Harbor at [-]:[-] a.m., and their reconnaissance plane saw a devastated port.

The pilots of the fighter jets and helicopters of the vanguard fleet of the Rapid Response Fleet have described the living corpses with pale skin more than once as "uncountable", so when the fleet just reached the limit range of the transport boat, it transported troops and helicopters again and again. Supplies have given a lot of help.

But after the old army leader came down with his people, he was still amazed by the number of living corpses left on the battlefield. In his words, the situation of the Western Military Region's liberation of the black region cities was almost the same.

Then he saw the alien species that Mars killed, and the citizens with good deeds drove the crane to drag the corpse out of the pit.

"Disabled," he said.

In the era of great destruction, this was at least an elite monster of the Prince of Chaos level, but at the end of the era of destruction, the subspace was separated from this universe, and these elites who failed to escape back to the subspace in time have somewhat degenerated. At the peak of his life, how could he be chased by two fighter jets?

However, for a young legend like Mars, this feat is enough to be described as brilliant, killing the newborn evil god, killing the prophet of the Chaos Order, killing the disabled alien, if in the legion, Mars Enough to mark a gold medal of bravery on his chest.

This chapter is usually obtained by a single soldier who uses anti-omninic bombs to blow up a mentally handicapped man who is out of control (usually after birth). Those who can receive this chapter alive must be the macho man among the macho men.

Mars didn't care, he introduced his spoils to the old army chief - the dozens of half-sized living corpses. After hearing Mars' introduction, the old army chief named Sun Ming was very satisfied: "I and the people from Shangjing Those professors have collaborated several times, and they must really appreciate this gift."

"Have you ever cooperated with them?" Mars asked curiously while taking him to see the living corpse weapons collected on the battlefield.

"Yes, you also know that there are too many things belonging to the old era in this world, and we often find something on the battlefield on the edge of the civilization circle. Many times, famous professors will come in groups. Sometimes they even excavate the ruins on the battlefield where there is a lot of bullets." Old man Sun shook his head when he said this: "They are some lunatics, and they don't even want their own lives to find something."

"So they don't care about other people's lives, I have already experienced it." After Mars finished speaking, he and the old army leader smiled tacitly.

When we arrived at the collection point, Old Man Sun saw the single set of tubes and wowed: "This is the first time I have discovered that living corpses can make their own weapons. This litter of living corpses really cannot be let go."

The old soldier's idea was good, but after Mars told the old soldier what he found, the old man was helpless looking at the trajectory of this litter of living corpses - on the ground, the Thirteenth Legion would use firepower to destroy everything .

But this undersea tunnel?

A dwarf battle group can hardly move without firepower-who dares to use heavy firepower in the tunnel, if the shell is broken, everyone will have to feed the fish.

However, it is not that the military has not dealt with such problems. Going to the big living people has great risks, so go to the omnic legion, go to the mountain of swords, and go to the sea of ​​​​fire. The omnic is fearless.

Of course, this is not something that the chief of the tower like Mars and the head of the legion like the old man Sun think about. The military and high-ranking ministers will have a headache, and the people of the archipelago will be more concerned about this matter-after all, these walking The archipelago ranked first on the list of living corpse recipes in the old submarine tunnel.

Old man Sun went to meet his soldiers soon, and Mars also met the trainee swordsmen of the tower. Although the battle was cruel this time, the swordsmen of the tower were all very lucky to survive, except An unlucky dwarf had lost an arm, and an even more unlucky Durin had lost two legs--the former from a spear-throwing, the latter from a falling wall.

This can be cured, and you can also use surgery to regenerate limbs, so everyone looks pretty good, but Tsubaki is very busy-there are too many wounded people who need to be treated, and the local drug store wants to make a fortune, Tsubaki's It means that it is a little bit higher.

"No! You have to double these medicines!" More than 20 shopkeepers formed a group, and they insisted on raising the price in the face of the excited crowd.

"Double it, double it, and put it on my account." Mars didn't want to make trouble, and everyone finally won. Although talking about money hurts feelings, his medicine didn't come from the wind.

"That's twice as much!" shouted the leader of the shopkeeper, and his companions behind him echoed.

Mars sighed and looked at Tsubaki.

Tsubaki came over, took out the gun from his waist and handed it to Mars.

Mars raised his gun and shot the head shopkeeper to death, and then asked the young apprentice swordsmen to capture those who fled in all directions.

"Hang them and their family members on the street lamps! Then call all the shopkeepers in the city! I will use their dead bodies to warn everyone who wants to get rich!" After Mars finished speaking, he naturally There was no need for trainee swordsmen to do it, the citizens who had already been happy took over spontaneously.

The doctors under Tsubaki began to carry the medicines, and Mars watched these shopkeepers who just wanted to make a fortune and their families went to the street lamps without hesitation.

"The chief little gentleman of the tower, the chief little gentleman, I want to interview you!" A young reporter shouted over there.

"Let him come here." Mars didn't mind, he stretched out his hand and lifted it, and the stone slab under his feet became three chairs.

Mars sat down, then asked the reporter to sit down with his colleague who was carrying the camera.

"You just said that you would charge the price of the medicine to your account, but why did you kill them?" The young man set Mars up, and the pinecone on the side didn't need Mars' wink, and started pulling the knife Empty.

Mars patted Squirrel Girl on the head, then looked at the young man: "You are..."

"Sidney and the first TV station." The young man smiled and pointed to the logo on his microphone.

"Humans have desires, and their desire to make money is an extension of their desires, so I don't object to them wanting to make money, and I don't mind them doubling the price." Having said that, Mars sighed : "But they shouldn't step on a legendary face just to earn double the price. The medicine in their pharmacy is not blown by the wind, and the money in my pocket is not blown by the wind. Look at the wounded in the treatment area over there, they managed to survive, and then they died because someone raised the price of medicine, because they had no money to buy medicine."

"But this is a free market economy" "Fuck your free market economy, I will use the name of my southern Thai economic strategy! Military control this city until it returns to its former peace!"

(End of this chapter)