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Chapter 371, internal strife

Malka rubbed the brand on the back of his left hand, as if he could still remember the pain when the hot iron mark was burned on it a few years ago.

He is a member of the Branding Hands Gang. As the name suggests, the main characteristic of this gang is that it will use a hot iron to brand a mark on the members' hands to highlight the identity of the gang members.

This gang, no matter how big it is, only has influence in two or three blocks; no matter how small it is, in their area of ​​activity, more than 300,000 people depend on them.

However, their lives have not been easy recently.

In other words, since the beginning of martial law, no one has had an easy time.

When martial law first began, the Branding Hands Gang initially thought this was similar to the strict law enforcement incidents that occasionally occurred in the past. But their expectations were quickly dashed.

The duration of military control was longer than they imagined; and the intensity of military control was also unbearable for them.

After the previous period of dormancy, the Branding Hand Gang couldn't bear it any longer.

They started shooting black guns and causing riots.

These methods made it very uncomfortable for an Astra Militarum infantry division stationed on their territory. In almost a month, the attacks and riots they caused resulted in the casualties of hundreds of Astra Militarum troops. Although the price they paid was far greater than this number, in their opinion, it was still worth it and it was still possible. Considered a victory.

Then, they were dazzled by this victory and tried to attack an infantry platoon on duty.

This operation was almost foolproof in their eyes.

Less than thirty Astra Militarum soldiers patrolled a street. They have clearly observed that this team is the best target. After the battle begins, it will take at least fifteen minutes for troops from other places to support them.

As a result, roadside bombs exploded next to the patrol car one after another, forcing the military vehicle to stop. Then from all sides of the street and from hidden houses, gunmen from the Branding Hands rushed out three to four hundred people, completely This Astra Militarum team was surrounded. Bullets were coming from all directions, and the scene suddenly became very bad.

Originally, they wanted to resolve the battle within ten minutes and give them a little more time to evacuate. But in fact, the battle was almost over by the sixth minute.

However, the result is completely opposite.

They inflicted seven casualties on the Astra Militarum, while the gang gunmen left over one hundred and seventy corpses. Such heavy casualties caused the gang gunmen to be defeated in just a few minutes, and they retreated uncontrollably.

Not even support was needed. After being ambushed, blasted by roadside bombs, and then also armed with light weapons, less than thirty Astra Militarum soldiers VS three to four hundred gunmen, with seven casualties and one hundred killed. Seventy people.

Such a result of the battle left everyone in the Branding Hands gang completely stunned.

Am I fighting Superman?

How can the difference be so big!

Before they could recover, they were subjected to a severe raid, and all their nests were wiped out.

At this point, they had completely given up the idea of ​​​​confronting the military control troops. They just played hide-and-seek, used black guns, and immediately retreated if they missed a hit. They resolutely refused to touch the Astra Militarum team that gathered more than five people.

That said, but being forced into this situation, there was actually very little they could do, and it was extremely frustrating to be suppressed.

Things got even more fucked up after a task force from the new government, said to be from the 'Alliance', arrived on the block.

Large amounts of food were distributed and the policies of the new government were preached. The abandoned factory has reopened, and this group of people has also organized a transportation team and a construction team. As long as they join and have a job, their entire family can be assigned a rank. Those with formal jobs can be assigned to the so-called E4 level, where they can have enough to eat and support their families; their families can also be assigned to the E2 level, which will at least provide them with a subsidy. Moreover, as long as you have a certain level, you can strive to participate in the work, and then you can move up.

Those who are unemployed can also declare what they want to do. A group of girls, women, and children who go out on the street and are willing to take orders and mend some clothes can be considered to have jobs and can be promoted to a higher level; they can organize everyone. If you get up and do this, it's considered work.

If that doesn't work, then becoming a soldier is also a way out. The alliance's recruiting office has been recruiting soldiers, and the treatment they are given is better than those who joined the army before.

All in all, everyone had a good meal.

At the beginning, due to the long-standing distrust of the government, the public was particularly suspicious of policy announcements.

But after receiving real food and being able to choose weekly wages for working, all those doubts cannot be said to have been dispelled, at least they have become very light.

Although it's not really good to eat or drink well, it's enough to wrap your belly and keep out the cold.

Nowadays, the Branding Hand Gang not only deceives people into doing dangerous things, but even many peripheral members of its own gang have chosen to leave the gang.

Even the traitors have extended to the core gang members who have been burned.

If we say that the previous military control only pinched their necks, making them feel painful and uncomfortable, unable to move. Now, it's like stabbing them directly in the heart.

This is really to the point of being anxious, but you can't fight with all your strength. What should you do?

As a core member of the gang, Malka was sent out by the boss.

After going through a lot of hardships and passing through many military-controlled areas, I went to meet a big shot. This is the person who has been supporting the development of their gang and also profiting from their gang's activities. It can be said that he is the person behind them.

However, the mansion that he had only visited once now only had a decaying scene and could smell some blood.

It is said that it was swept away by the Independent Commission Against Corruption of the new government.

Then Malka could only come back in despair.

On the way there, on the way back, Malka saw many things happening in the military area. He had visited most of these places in the past, but seeing them again now was completely different from what he remembered.

These changes reflected in his heart, causing his thoughts to quietly change.

Returning to the gang, he was summoned by the boss for questioning.

"What did Mr. Auron say?" the boss asked impatiently.

"Mr. Auron is finished," Malka said.

He clearly explained to the boss what he saw and heard.

After listening, the boss's face showed fear and resentment.

"Damn it! He has no use! He brags every day about how awesome he is, how influential he is, and what a powerful person he is. In the end, when the Alliance comes, why don't he be slaughtered like a dead dog? ?"

After cursing and venting his emotions, the boss turned to the other person and asked: "What about those 'good neighbors' who asked you to contact us? What happened?"

The so-called good neighbors refer to several forces surrounding the neighborhood where they are located. There are rebels, there are gangs. The relationship between them has been good and bad in the past, but in the boss's opinion, now that life and death are at stake, everyone should unite and tide over the difficulties together.

Therefore, he sent people to contact those 'good neighbors' to join forces.

However, once again he got bad news.

"No one wants to partner with us... Pingkang Army said that they are negotiating with the government. The Guefeng Gang can no longer be found. It seems that they have been wiped out. The Ping'an Army has accepted the conditions of the alliance government and has completely surrendered. Now, I almost didn't come back from there..."

"grass!"

The boss stood up and paced around anxiously.

He was talking a lot.

"We can't just let it go..."

"I'm thinking about what else I can do..."

"We can't let those piggies just go work for the government..."    "Go and kill and scare!"

"What kind of transport team will blow up as it passes by!"

...

The boss kept spitting out some vicious plans.

Malka sighed.

He said: "Boss, vote."

"What?" The boss's eyes suddenly turned around and stared at Malka.

He has always ruled his gang with brutality, and he never allowed a second voice besides his own in the gang.

Normally, Malka wouldn't dare to say anything under such a look.

However, he dared to say today: "Vote, there is no chance of winning. Along the way, I have seen too many military-controlled areas, not just ours, but all places in Mingyan City are undergoing transformation. I feel that the new government I have really made up my mind to completely change the entire hive city. To be honest, I think there is nothing wrong with that, everyone can live a stable life..."

"Do you want to die?"

The boss pulled out his signature weapon.

It was a specially modified gun. The cracked muzzle could fire three large-caliber shotguns at the same time. Malka had seen the power of this thing with his own eyes. With one shot, a person's entire upper body would be hit. broken.

But there wasn't much fear on Malka's face.

He just sighed.

'bang'

Gunfire rang out.

Malka was fine, but the branding boss had a hole in the back of his head.

There was a man behind him, holding a gun, with smoke coming out of the muzzle.

The death of the boss caused all the other brothers in the house to tremble. Some were confused, some were at a loss, and some subconsciously took out their guns.

Malka shouted loudly: "Put down your guns!"

"Kill the boss!" someone shouted.

"He wants to lead us all to death!" Malka glared, "Do you want to be buried with him?"

The man was speechless.

Who wants to die?

"You have all seen what the neighborhood is like. Ask yourselves, if there is a stable life, why do people follow us? Other gangs and rebels must either die or surrender. Those who are dead will not be remembered, but those who are alive will follow us. Common people can live a good life together."

"It's said that working in a gang is cool. How many of us have ever really been cool? Why did we join a gang in the first place? Isn't it because life is unbearable? You can live it now, but you don't want to live it?"

"He is the boss, he is rich and greedy, and he refuses to accept the government's conditions. What about us? Why are we going to die?"

"If he is just greedy and just thinking clearly, didn't you hear what he just said? Are the people in the neighborhood not our own family and friends?"

"Stop being so wishful thinking. The era of gangs has passed. There is no way out if we continue like that."

"I plan to go to the government working group now to talk about the future of our branding hand gang. It would be best if we can be like the Ping An Army, where everyone relies on the relationships and friendships they have gained in the neighborhood over the years to help others. , maybe you will be an official in the future; if not, then just find a job, everyone has the hands and feet, and life will not be difficult."

"What if someone wants us to die?"

"Then it's over." Malka said expressionlessly, "Can't you see clearly what's going on now? If they want us dead, then we're dead. It's just two days earlier and two days later! "

The person who asked the question was silent.

"Is there anything else you want to say? If not, I'll go."

In the silence, someone said something else: "You killed the boss because you want to be the boss yourself? Everyone hasn't recognized you yet, so you start talking like the boss?"

Malka replied: "In less than two days, the gang will be gone. Whoever wants to be the boss should be the one."

...

What happened within the Branding Hands Gang is just a microcosm.

In the eyes of Lieutenant General Hans, all the changes are clearer.

Recently, he has not called Gu Hang to complain.

What else is there to complain about?

When the powerful governor recruited a group of reliable administrative personnel from nowhere and stationed them at the grassroots level by block and started working, the intensity of the security war faced by his troops plummeted.

Those riots and attacks are not completely gone, but at least they have been reduced to a large extent.

Especially in places where the situation is good, the troops stationed there feel like they are on vacation.

And he was finally free to move some troops from places with higher security levels to places with lower security levels.

Some 'abandoned' neighborhoods still require stronger military action. Exterminate cults or stubborn gangs, use force to separate people, and escort them all to temporary resettlement areas.

Although, the current name Yancheng is still not a good place. However, from an outsider's perspective, Hans could clearly see that everything here was rapidly developing for the better.

Is it possible that Koroga, which has been in chaos for thousands of years, can really undergo earth-shaking changes under the hands of that young governor?

Emotionally, he couldn't believe it. Those past impressions were too deeply ingrained in his mind.

But rationally, he had to admit that everything would really change.

Just as he was sighing with emotion, he suddenly received another call from Gu Hang.

"Lieutenant General Hans, I am very satisfied with the work of your troops in Mingyan City. You still have two months to deal with the situation in Mingyan City. After two months, you will be transferred to the next hive city. ."

Lieutenant General Hans immediately retracted his emotion.

Damn, you really don't treat people as human beings, do you?

You haven't even taken a break yet, are you going to a new place again?

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happy New Year everyone!

(End of this chapter)