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Chapter 375: Make the Empire Great Again! (Third Update)

"The treaty of defeat is a great shame! We have the determination and reason to refuse to implement it! Do what you want! Just like Benjamin Martin picked up a gun, just like he led his compatriots to hold high the banner of freedom and bravely kill the enemy! If you want to fight, then go and fight! Then I can see whether you are 70 million slaves or 70 million loyal and unyielding Lenigmans!"

Mo Hao's speech had completely aroused the emotions of the audience at this point. The war treaty, military restrictions, and economic collapse had made their already difficult lives even more unbearable.

Even before the coldest part of the winter, people had already begun to starve to death or freeze to death. Everyone understood how many more people would freeze to death or starve to death in this city and this country next.

That is a horrifying number, and along the way countless people will have to borrow money at high interest rates, become slaves, and do all kinds of things they would never do before in order to avoid starving or freezing to death.

The speech has now become a lit fuse, completely igniting the gunpowder that has been accumulated in the hearts of the people for a long time.

"We don't fight for slavery! We fight for freedom! We are not machines, not cattle and horses, we are human beings! We are the Leinigemen who have never surrendered!"

"We are united in the name of freedom! We fight for a new and fair world! We fight for jobs for everyone! We fight for those who enslave us to get out of the land of Leinigeman! We fight so that we don't have to shout protests all day long! We fight for our dignity! We fight for our promises! We fight to liberate this country! Leinigeman, we fight for the glory of our ancestors! We fight for our children and grandchildren to be able to proudly proclaim: We are Leinigeman who never surrender!"

"My compatriots, long live the Reinigeman Empire and the Reinigeman people! Long live freedom!"

The police had realized something was wrong and tried to stop the speech, but how could the police stop the people whose anger was completely ignited?
The number of civilians far exceeds that of the police, and they are like leaves in the ocean.

At this time, the people arranged by Mo Hao began to distribute yellow headscarves to other people.

The yellow headscarf is Mo Hao's political stance and symbol.

“Anyone who earns money through labor is qualified to wear this yellow scarf. When faced with oppression and slavery, they must never yield and never stop resisting.”

"The sky is dead, the yellow sky should be established, and the age of Jiazi will be good for the world."

Passionate slogans resounded throughout the venue. At this time, the police had already rushed through the crowd and were trying to capture Mo Hao.

But at this moment, the ground began to shake and the huge engine sound attracted everyone's attention.

Then they saw rows and rows of silver-gray tanks forming a team, driving slowly and resolutely on the street.

Soldiers wearing yellow turbans and equipped with unprecedented equipment took over the city.

Seeing tanks that did not belong to the Reinigeman Empire appear in the city, the mayor frantically made a phone call, trying to seek support from the barracks stationed not far from the city.

But the mayor soon discovered that their communications had been forcibly stopped and he was unable to make calls when he picked up the phone.

The Yellow Turban Army seized every important transportation route in the city, every place that could be used as a position, and launched attacks on the residences of parliamentarians and nobles.

Automatic rifles, grenades, incendiary bombs, and of course the most important alloy warheads.

In the city, tanks are the king of land warfare.

The order the Yellow Turban Army received was to clean out the nobles and parliamentarians. Mo Hao knew very well what he needed to clean out if he wanted to control the city.

The parliamentarians and the nobles are a group with whom it is absolutely impossible to become friends.

So they had to be eliminated. The cross-era weapons once suppressed the nobles and councilors, but they were soon found elsewhere.

After realizing that they were unable to match the Yellow Turban Army in terms of firepower, the soldiers who were left behind after the military restrictions and who stood on the side of the nobles and parliamentarians began to use other tactics.

On the other hand, some unconventional forces began to appear on the battlefield.

William curled his lips, emptied a magazine in a certain direction, and dodged a bullet aimed at his head. "I can't hit them at this distance. They must be the young soldiers of the Sixth Division."

"Captain, we have encountered a monster, requesting support."

There are many people with mysterious powers on the noble side. They may not be able to confront the firepower network built by the soldiers head-on, but they can rely on various weird and mysterious abilities to greatly delay the soldiers' marching speed.

William frowned at the request for help from the communicator. He looked at the team that the signal came from and cursed, "Shit, Kalia, did you eat shit yesterday? Have you forgotten how you and the artillerymen dealt with those freaks?"

"There are eight tanks in your area. Do you keep these little beauties at home?"

William's insulting roar immediately woke Kalia up, and he immediately gave orders to the troops he led.

"All tanks, open fire as soon as you see the freak!"

The extraordinary beings who possessed [Mystery] looked at the tanks with rotating gun barrels with contempt. A extraordinary being who controlled the wind smiled silently, then increased his height a little, so that even if he stood in front of the tank, there was no angle to hit him.

The soldiers are familiar with [Mystery's] behavior, and [Mystery] is also aware of the power of guns, tanks, and even airplanes.

He knew very well how to most easily avoid those bulky iron boxes when facing tanks.

But this time, the tank driver pressed a button with a sneer on his face, and then, in the horrified eyes of the Wind Controller, the silver-gray tank whose basic unit was [tons], jumped up directly.

And he jumped very high, so the gun barrel was aimed right at him.

Then there was a loud roar, and pieces of flesh and two legs fell from the sky.

That was the last body left of the wind controller.

Then, others saw the Metal Slugs' ability to jump like grasshoppers, fighting a three-dimensional battle in the street fighting.

……

On the other side, Mo Hao appeared in the mayor's office.

He looked at the mayor, who was still sitting on the mayor's private sofa, and stretched out his hand as if asking for something.

The mayor stared at Mo Hao intently, as if he wanted to memorize his appearance in his heart, and squeezed out the words from between his teeth, "You... lunatic! You are destroying the empire!"

"Wrong, I am making the empire great again!"

(End of this chapter)