Utopia

Later, the Japanese-Mai people's economy, military and politics developed and turned the tables. They exported their rice to the Iron Fist Empire in the north, which ate rice and flour, and signed a historical settlement agreement, and no longer continued to fight for historical issues. They earned foreign exchange.

Even the Kingdom of Negan itself imported rice from the Japanese-Mai people and sent some valuable goods to the Japanese-Mai people. However, the Kingdom of Negan itself did not have a lot of gold, silver and jewelry, but instead had various magic tools.

In short, in order to earn gold, silver and jewelry from all over the world, the Japanese-Mai arms dealers would probably do all kinds of unscrupulous and unscrupulous business behaviors.

For example, they sold the same artillery to both sides of the war, and the artillery not only used the same ammunition, but also the quality of the artillery was not guaranteed. Then what was even more hateful was that the Japanese-Mai arms dealers were very "considerate" to tell both sides of the war the standard data of the artillery, so that both sides of the war could use more of the artillery until the war was over.

Obviously, the Japanese arms dealers who bring death everywhere don't care how many casualties their defective artillery will cause. There is even an extremely ironic saying among Japanese arms dealers.

Arms dealers who don't sell their weapons and equipment to the enemy are not good arms dealers.

Indeed.

That's right.

Everyone uses the same product of a certain arms dealer to fight on the battlefield, which proves that the arms dealer is able to ensure that he has a steady flow of money every day and doesn't have to worry about the problem of three meals a day.

Therefore, when it comes to the black-haired dog-headed officers who are now fighting hand-to-hand with sabers instead of pistols, the minotaurs can only sigh that the "foolish" behavior of using knives to cut bayonets is simply seeking death.

However, the black-haired dog-headed officers who are fighting hand-to-hand with the cavemen on the beach can't do anything. Although they do have Takashima six-shot revolvers for self-defense, how can they use them? As naval officers, they will not learn the most meaningless pistol shooting like the mud legs of the army.

After all, they were naval officers. In naval battles, they commanded the crew to fire with ship guns instead of taking out their useless pistols to shoot at guys hundreds of meters away.

More importantly, they didn't know when their pistols were last maintained.

So for safety, the sabers in their hands were definitely the best weapons to deal with.

But the cavemen, who had obviously received excellent training, didn't care what the black-haired kobolds thought. The three-edged bayonet of Tobin's retracted rifle was longer than the saber, and there were bullets inside the barrel ready to fire at any time. So, even though the gray-haired kobolds temporarily withstood the cavemen's bayonets under the protection and counterattack of the three-man bayonet formation, the black-haired kobolds who went down to the grassroots were knocked to the ground by Tobin's retracted rifle bayonet in a few strokes because their knives were not long enough.

The situation was completely developing in the direction that was favorable to the cavemen.

The remaining gray-haired kobolds watched their officers fall under the cavemen's bayonets, even though their bayonets would not be at a disadvantage in hand-to-hand combat against the spikes. But...

"They want to escape."

"They can't. We have snails waiting for them."

As a minotaur in the transport ship said, since they dared to come to the colony of the kobolds for a cleanup campaign, they must have more cards in their hands waiting to be played.

For example, when the gray-haired kobolds who began to retreat turned around, they saw some flying vehicles that could float in the air aiming at themselves with two large-caliber machine guns and cluster missile launchers.

"You have to thank the kobolds for their poor detection technology and their inability to detect low-flying units in advance. In addition, our snail helicopters were originally carrying some very suitable things for them. Wait, barbecue competition."

Da da da...

Although the minotaur said barbecue competition, the six snail helicopters that penetrated the rear of the kobolds' positions at low altitude gave priority to using the double-barreled machine guns on them and the cluster missile launchers like a swarm of bees to shoot. In an instant, the kobolds' station was a killing land full of death and wailing. Combined with the cavemen continuing to shoot with the Tobin rifles in their hands, more and more dog-headed people fell into craters one after another, or even turned into flying ashes without a complete body.

"Retreat! Retreat to the mountain! Don't..."

Bang!

At this time, even if there were any remaining black-haired dog-headed officers who knew to run to the mountain to avoid the double attack from the air and the ground, the cavemen wearing black helmets and white camouflage uniforms were not blind. Without eyes, they could still rely on their sensing ability to aim the rifle crosshairs at these officers and shoot.

[To be honest, I have been using it recently, both Android and Apple are available. ]

"Where is the barbecue you mentioned?"

"Don't worry. Wait until they gather together."

So when the officers were killed, the gray-haired dog-headed people who began to gather in one direction and run to the nearby hills together were even more crowded in panic. As a result, two legs naturally couldn't run faster than flying in the sky, and the helicopters called snails by the minotaurs began to throw incendiary bombs in front of their fleeing direction.

"It's over... It's all over. If the officials above could see more of this kind of scene, they would probably agree to the incendiary bomb."

"Are you kidding? The officials above know what the incendiary bomb is, so they don't want the regular army to continue using it."

"So the regular army uses the magnetic storm bomb? That damn thing is terrifying!"

"Could it be that they are learning from the orchids in the north? Their blue fire incendiary bombs are simply... they can sublimate even the undead spirits!"

Compared to the teasing between the minotaurs, the incendiary bombs continuously dropped by the snail helicopter quickly formed a large circle of fire walls, surrounding the remaining gray-haired dog-headed people. As the raging fire that most normal creatures fear, it is an existence that the dog-headed people cannot easily face. They stopped and felt the heat from the fire wall, and fell to the ground collectively in a daze.

They can't fly, and even if they can fly, the planes above their heads will directly fire guns and cannons, directly beating their soldiers into meat paste.

"Ah. Should we continue to drop bombs or..."

"Don't drop them. When we came out to do this job, didn't the officials above give us special instructions? As long as we make sure they no longer have any ability to resist, we can capture some prisoners and take them back. After all, there are diplomatic envoys from the north, and the higher-ups have to use something to shut them up."

"What use are they?"

"Don't ask too much about this. Anyway, we can just capture a few hundred of them and take them back."

In short, in the end, the fire was extinguished, and the black-haired dog-headed officers had no chance of being captured, so they were all killed...