Hunter × Hunter: The Seven Deadly Sins

The Aztec Republic, the city of Mokeleg.

Mokreich, located in the northern part of the Aztec Republic, is the top five cities in the Aztec Republic and the largest city in the northern part of the Aztec Republic, with a resident population of about five million.

It is an important industrial and commercial, international trade, entertainment and sports center of the Aztec Republic, and it is also one of the main production bases of the petrochemical, marine and electronic industries of the Aztec Republic.

Since the outbreak of the Civil War, the entire northern region has been ruled by warlords, and the security situation in Mockridge has deteriorated. Looting, theft, and terrorist activities have led to the exodus of Anchorage, factories, and international flights. The economy has deteriorated. .

Not only that, because of the civil war, a large number of refugees from the war zone fled into Mockridge, burning, killing and looting, making the security in the city even weaker.

Shortly afterward, the northern warlord, General Cody Kenyatta, led his troops to Mokrech, making it the stronghold of the Kenyatta Army.

The mayor stepped down, and the military ruled.

But even with a large number of troops guarding it, the security situation in Mockridge has not improved at all, and even worsened.

So General Kenyatta ordered the army to strictly guard the passage and forbid refugees from entering the city.

As a result, a large number of refugees from the war zone gathered on the outskirts of Anchorage, forming a slum on the outskirts of the city.

But as the war continued, the refugees gathered more and more over time.

In order to prevent these refugees from rioting, General Kenyatta ordered that, starting from this month, special vehicles will be sent to the refugees in the camp every month to deliver food and water for their daily needs.

For example, now, three civilian trucks loaded with a large amount of food are "honking their horns" all the way towards the refugee camp.

"Chichi..."

There was a sound of brakes rubbing against the gravel on the ground in the open wasteland. A child who was sitting in front of his humble wooden house raised his head and opened his mouth when he saw the three trucks full of white bags.

"The food is here~!"

A childish voice echoed over the refugee camp, and the doors of the humble wooden houses opened.

Soon, a large number of refugees ran out of the camp. There were men and women, old and young, with yellow faces and thin muscles.

They couldn't help but rush towards the truck. Many people held sticks and poked a hole in their pockets with sticks in front of the truck. The rice grains with the fragrance of wheat were like a trickling river, flowing from the hole. outflow.

"Stop!"

"Back off!"

More than a dozen soldiers delivering food jumped out of the truck, and they were scattered around the truck to block the rioting refugees. But there were so many refugees that they could stop one or two, but not ten or a hundred.

Many refugees even waved at them with sticks to drive them out.

"Quack quack... Look at these people, they're just like livestock."

In a jeep not far away, a strong man in military uniform looked at the refugees who were fighting for food and grinned.

The surrounding soldiers glanced at him secretly, not daring to say anything.

A beret, a camouflage field uniform, a cigar in his mouth, and a walkie-talkie in his hand.

He is the current owner of the city, General Kenyatta Cody.

"Enough is enough, let's shoot."

After a while, Kenyatta seemed tired of seeing it, and ordered into the walkie-talkie.

In an armored vehicle outside the refugee camp, a soldier nodded slightly, aimed his machine gun at the refugees who were fighting for food, and pulled the trigger.

"Da da da da da..."

Bullets shuttled freely among the refugees. For a time, the scene was full of flesh and blood, screaming incessantly.

A large number of refugees screamed and scattered around, except for a small number of relatives of the deceased, who lay on the corpses and wept bitterly, wailing everywhere.

A soldier climbed into the truck, raised his horn to his mouth, and shouted:

"These grains belong to General Kenyatta Kodi, and no one is allowed to take the grains, even a single grain, before the general orders!"

"If you want food, just line up for me and wait for the general's order!"

After killing the chickens to warn the monkeys, the refugees no longer scrambled to snatch, but were organized by the soldiers to form a queue, waiting for the soldiers to distribute food.

"These pariahs, if you don't give them a little color, you don't know what order is."

After cursing casually, General Kenyatta opened the car door, jumped down, put the walkie-talkie in his breast pocket, and walked towards the refugee camp under the **** of a large number of heavily armed soldiers.

"Buzzing..."

At this time, at an altitude of 100 meters above General Kenyatta's head, a small falcon drone was targeting and locking him, and transmitted his photo to the headquarters database for identity comparison.

"Di... Target confirmed, Aztec Republic Northern Command, Army Admiral Kenyatta Kodi."

"The beheading mission starts."

In the surveillance screen of the Little Falcon UAV, the red frame on General Kenyatta Cody flashed, the screen switched back, and the video height continued to rise until it rose to a height of 100 meters.

With a "click", a small sparrow integrated missile was ejected.

In the refugee camp at this time, the surviving refugees were queuing up to receive supplies, which were distributed according to their identity certificates, one bag of food per person and one bucket of water per person.

Families with more people get more materials, and families with fewer people naturally get less.

"Little devil, this is yours."

A soldier threw a bag of grain in front of a ten-year-old boy with a bang, and grinned provocatively: "Can you resist? Let your father come."

"My father... is dead." The boy with a dirty face turned his head to look at the pile of corpses over there. At this time, many soldiers were dragging the corpses of the refugees to pile up together~www.wuxiamtl.com~ preparing for collective Brahma burn.

Hearing this, the soldier glanced helplessly at the corner of his mouth and continued to distribute supplies.

The young man was struggling to drag the supplies distributed to him, but he only dragged a few centimeters away, and he felt that he couldn't exert himself, his hands slipped, and he fell to the ground.

And at the moment he fell, he just looked up and saw the flashing white light in the sky.

"Whisper!"

An eerie whistling sound came from above everyone's heads. General Kenyatta and his soldiers were very familiar with this sound, and they couldn't help but look up at the sky above their heads.

A missile with a splendid tail flame fell from the sky at a speed that was indistinguishable to the naked eye.

"Shit!"

General Kenyatta only had time to curse, and the missile landed precisely on the ground in front of him. Before he could feel fear, a dazzling white light erupted.

"Boom~!!!"

With a loud bang, a strong flame erupted, swallowing up hundreds of refugees and soldiers around, and the violent shock wave spread to the surroundings. Wherever they passed, refugees vomited blood and fell down.

A mushroom cloud with a lot of gunpowder smoke and flames rose up.

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