Calderon told the locomotive lane that an armoured personnel carrier belonging to the Ministry of Internal Affairs and Security was speeding forward in the scorching sun.

"Thank you, Major, I really didn't expect that you saved me again." In the slightly dim cabin, Xia Li finally slowly recovered from the nightmare experience half an hour ago. She said to Zhao Jiakun, who was sitting opposite him with gratitude and was wiping a sniper rifle.

"Okay, I'm just a coincidence by passing by. Don't thank me too much. If you want to thank me, thank God." Zhao Jiakun smiled bitterly and shook his head: "But I should thank you, let me and my brothers turn into so-called imperial deserters overnight."

"Ah, you guys..." Xia Li was shocked when she heard this, and looked left and right at the other soldiers in the cabin who were still wearing military uniforms, looking in disbelief.

"If I guess correctly, that day I took you with the logistics captain of the space fleet and watched the fleet bomb the planet Poon, you secretly recorded the image and released it in the name of your company when you came back." After sighing, Zhao Jiakun asked in a low voice: "It is precisely because of this incident that you and your colleague were almost killed by the gang of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, right?"

"That's right, Major, I'm sorry, I really didn't expect that things would turn out like this. Could it be that our fifth war zone..." Xia Li's expression darkened, and she first apologized to Zhao Jiakun in a low voice, and then she became a little excited.

"There is no Fifth War Zone here now, only a shitty empire." Zhao Jiakun suddenly gritted his teeth and interrupted sternly. His hideous appearance immediately scared Xia Li subconsciously. Wang Meiying, who was still staring at them, was also scared and shivered, and leaned towards Xia Li instinctively.

"Forget it, maybe it's really God's will, or maybe I owe you, a beautiful reporter in my previous life." Seeing Xia Li and the others looking terrified, Zhao Jiakun immediately smiled bitterly and said to himself.

"Xia Li, I, I want to get off the car..." Wang Meiying, who was still in shock, pulled the corner of Xia Li's clothes, secretly looked at Zhao Jiakun, who was sighing with a sniper rifle with a look of horror, and begged in a low voice.

"What did you say?" Xia Li was still immersed in guilt, but she didn't hear what Wang Meiying said clearly for a while.

"I want to get off the car, I want to go home." Although he is already a middle-aged woman, Wang Meiying's behavior is like a frightened little girl, begging one after another with crying voices.

"Get out of the car, hehe, do you know how many sluts and sticks from the Ministry of Internal Affairs are waiting for you to appear, and you still want to go home. It's crazy." Zhao Jiakun smiled coldly, and with a click, he put a magazine on the sniper rifle that had been wiped clean in his hand, with a look of disdain.

"No, I want to go home, Xia Li, I want to go home. Please, let me go home, okay?" Perhaps it was the murderous aura that was faintly emitted from Zhao Jiakun and others, which scared Wang Meiying. This middle-aged beauty who was originally charming only dared to pull Xia Li's clothes hard and cried in trembling voices.

"Damn it, it's so noisy. If you want to die, just go down quickly." Before Wang Meiying finished speaking, she sat next to Zhao Jiakun. Jiang Datou, who had been keeping her eyes closed, suddenly opened her angry eyes and shouted impatiently.

"Shut up to me." Zhao Jiakun's roar calmed down again in the chaos of the cabin.

"Ms., you have to think about it and follow us to escape. Maybe you still have a chance to survive. If you have to choose to get out of the car and go home, then I can tell you clearly that doing so is completely seeking death. Think about it carefully." Zhao Jiakun stood up from his seat, and walked up to Wang Meiying with a gloomy face and said word by word.

"I, I..." Wang Meiying, who was originally excited, was probably scared by Zhao Jiakun's words, and was unable to make up for a moment.

"Minister Wang, let's go with us. As the major said, now it is no longer the Fifth War Zone, but a messy empire. No one will speak for us from a fair and just legal perspective." Knowing that Zhao Jiakun's words were all true, Xia Li was moved and hurriedly persuaded Wang Meiying to say.

"No, I want to go home." However, for some reason, the original panic in Wang Meiying's eyes disappeared suddenly, replaced by an extremely firm look.

"Okay." The insistence of the middle-aged beauty from ENN made Zhao Jiakun silent for a moment. After a little hesitation, Zhao Jiakun turned his head and stared at Jiang Datou, who was staring at Xia Li and the other two, shouted: "Datou, go and tell Zhutou Li, let him stop at the next intersection, our guests want to go home."

"Minister Wang..."

Xia Li was anxious and was about to persuade Wang Meiying again, but Wang Meiying waved her hand and interrupted: "Xia Li, stop persuading me, I just want to go home and see the child again, even if..." As she said that, Wang Meiying lay on Xia Li's shoulder and sobbed.

"Boss, aren't you afraid that this old woman will sell our whereabouts after getting off the car." Jiang Datou glanced coldly at Wang Meiying and said to Zhao Jiakun in a low voice.

"Let her, it won't last more than twenty-four hours anyway, and we can leave Edel in at most." The cold light in Zhao Jiakun's eyes flashed by, then sighed lightly, replied in a low voice, and then sat back on his own.

A moment later, the armored personnel carrier paused for a moment at a suburban intersection not far from Vasco City, and then left Wang Meiying, who was a little lost.

"Major, where are you going?" After Wang Meiying got off the car, Xia Li was silent for a while, then she asked curiously.

"I said comrade reporters, you should ask less questions. If you want to stay here like your colleagues, then we won't force it. If you want to leave here alive, don't ask anything and just follow us." After experiencing the so-called leak, Zhao Jiakun seemed to have neglected Xia Li, a beautiful reporter who was too smart.

Late last night, Zhao Jiakun, with the acquiescence of the division commander and the cooperation and help of his comrades, quietly escaped from the military camp with a few confidants. Several people were riding an armed off-road motorcycle and running eastward. They originally planned to go straight to a civilian freight airport outside the outskirts of Gasco. However, when passing Calderon, the motorcycle suddenly broke down and went on strike. When Zhao Jiakun and his men were looking for new transportation tools, they happened to meet Xia Li and the others who were about to be executed by the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

Without much hesitation, Zhao Jiakun decided to rescue him again, and the rescue process was quite smooth. The dozen Marines from the Ministry of Internal Affairs and Security were no match for veterans on the battlefield such as Zhao Jiakun. In addition, they launched a sneak attack behind their backs. After the chaos, Zhao Jiakun and his men easily dealt with the Marines from the Ministry of Internal Affairs without any casualties.

"Captain, there is something in front of you." Just as Xia Li was choked by Zhao Jiakun's words, a deep report from the pig head Li in the cockpit suddenly came from the loudspeaker in the cabin.

Zhao Jiakun's heart was thrilled when he heard this, and he hurriedly got up and quickly entered the cockpit, and asked Li, the pig head in the passenger seat in a deep voice, "What's going on?"

"Look." Zhutou Li pulled out the vehicle-mounted remote imager and pointed to the image above and said: "About two kilometers ahead, there seemed to be a whole team of people, which were black and mostly civilians, and there were some military and police, and they didn't know what was going on."

"It should be the entrance to the city, and those ordinary people seemed to be demonstrating." Zhao Jiakun stretched out his hand to enlarge the image, frowned and pondered.

"What should I do? This motorcycle lane is the only way to pass through Vasco. The airport is on the other side of Vasco. If you want to take a detour, it will probably take a lot of time." Zhutou Li called out another set of images, pointed to the electronic map above, and analyzed in a deep voice.

"Don't change the way, let the brothers prepare the guys." Zhao Jiakun glanced at the image, and the armed military and police surrounding the crowd flashed quickly in his heart and whispered: "If it really doesn't work, just rush over."

"I understand." Zhutou Li's eyes lit up, and he reached out to pat the motorcycle driver beside him, signaling him to continue driving forward.

"Give me the truth and refuse violence."

"Punish the murderer severely and return it to my home."

...

At the entrance to the south of Vasco City, thousands of people gathered on the main road, holding up various slogans, shouting uneven slogans, and rushing towards a government building about hundreds of meters east of the entrance. There was a newly built Vasco City Imperial Government Building. The slogans in the parade included some of the four bloody words "Puen Massacre". Hundreds of armed military and police formed a wall of people, struggling to block the emotional crowd.

The armored personnel carrier that Zhao Jiakun and others were riding was stopped by a team of military and police about a hundred meters away from the demonstration crowd.

"Sir, you are dealing with an emergency, please turn around and change the route." Zhao Jiakun just got out of the car. A small military and police leader stepped forward, looked up and down his outfit, and said coldly.

"Oh, brother, something happened before. It seemed like it was a demonstration." Zhao Jiakun smiled and took out a pack of cigarettes from his military uniform's pocket, handed one to the small military police leader, leaned over and asked in a low voice.

"Hey, aren't there a few ordinary people who don't know how much they have? When we heard what we said on TV, our fleet destroyed a planet directly, and we couldn't wait to jump out, trying to get the most powerful voice in the chaos." After taking the cigarette handed over by Zhao Jiakun, the little military and police leader looked a little better. He turned around and looked at the chaotic protesters and whispered in disdain.

"Oh, the fleet destroyed the entire planet, which one is true or not." Zhao Jiakun jumped, and quickly pretended to know nothing, and asked in surprise.

"You don't know, uh, no wonder you regular troops must know little about what's happening outside." The little military and police leader waved his hand to signal Zhao Jiakun to come over, and explained in a voice that only two people could hear: "Tell me, it is said that our fleet directly bombed the planet Pune in the Hacks area, and the millions of people above also turned into ashes. This incident has been circulating everywhere. Not only our Vasco, but also many cities have said that large-scale demonstrations have broken out. His Majesty the Emperor of our empire is being frustrated by this matter."

"Ah, really..." Zhao Jiakun was really surprised this time...
Chapter completed!