Munitions Empire - Chapter 705 - Chapter 705: Emergency rescue 664
Chapter 705: Emergency rescue 664
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“You! You… don’t, don’t come over!” Shenwu Sanlang raised his pistol, pointing the barrel at the civilians of Qi Country in front of him, warning them harshly.
But his own ears betrayed him, for his voice carried an uncontrollable tremor. He was all bluster and no courage, putting on a bold face, yet he was already at the end of his rope.
A child squatting by the wall stood up, his eyes filled with hatred as he stared at Shenwu Sanlang. He took a step forward, causing Shenwu Sanlang to immediately point his gun at this threat in fear.
Yet, when Shenwu Sanlang shifted his aim, the men and women on the other side also took a step forward. It wasn’t coordinated, but they truly took a step closer together.
“Don’t come over! If you come any closer, I’ll shoot! I’ll shoot!” Shenwu Sanlang shouted frantically and loudly, as he could no longer afford to take any caution.
He knew that if he didn’t raise his voice to frighten these Qi Country survivors who were filled with hatred, he wouldn’t be able to leave here safely.
So he didn’t care about lowering his voice to guard against the pursuers behind him, nor was he concerned that his shouting might attract the surrounding Tang Army.
He could only handle the situation in front of him first, at least buy himself some time to escape. He waved his weapon, trying to display a fierce expression.
But what he didn’t see was that there were actually many people crouching beside him, holding various food items. From the moment he climbed over the wall, they hadn’t made a sound out of astonishment.
Now, these civilians, who hadn’t understood who climbed over the wall, finally came to their senses. The two closest to Shenwu Sanlang suddenly stood up, and before Shenwu Sanlang could react, they reached out and pressed down the pistol in his hand.
Shenwu Sanlang was taken aback for a moment, then he attempted to raise his gun again, but it was already too late. The opponent’s hand exerted force, and his compact PPK pistol fell to the ground.
Due to its weight and metal construction, the gun skidded along the ground for two or three meters, conveniently rolling to the feet of a Qi Country survivor.
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However, no one went to pick up the pistol; they stepped over the weapon, and in an instant, a crowd surrounded Shenwu Sanlang.
Before Shenwu Sanlang could utter a word, a fist had already kissed his face hard.
Suddenly, he felt that his teeth might not survive. The next second, as he was about to fall due to the force of the punch, it was abruptly stopped because two more fists directly struck his ribs.
Standing only one meter and forty-five centimeters tall, Shenwu Sanlang was not much different from a child, and without a weapon, his actual combat capability was similar to that of Wu Dalang. Now surrounded by dozens of people, he couldn’t even fight back.
And so he took hits to the left and right until he couldn’t sustain himself and collapsed to the ground.
The surrounding civilians, still not satisfied, immediately closed in and started punching and kicking. A woman whose entire family was killed, leaving only her to escape, now screamed as she picked up a rock from the side.
She pushed through the crowd and smashed it down on the already blood-covered Shenwu Sanlang, causing him to vomit fresh blood.
At first, they thought this was the end, but it seemed as though everyone just then fully realized the situation. They all went looking for broken bricks and debris, clutching them in hand, and mercilessly pounded on Shenwu Sanlang.
The splattering blood stained the attackers, but they still didn’t stop. Shenwu Sanlang’s screams had long since faded, and they couldn’t even hear his low groans anymore.
Finally, a pursuing Tang Army soldier clambered over the wall and saw the agitated crowd.
Immediately, a second soldier vaulted over the wall, dispersing the people surrounding Shenwu Sanlang: “What are you doing? What are you doing? Back off! Everyone back off! Who are you beating?”
“Listen to the officer, back off, everyone back off!” The boy, clutching half a blood-covered rock in his hand, finally regained his senses and shouted cooperatively.
The crowd gradually made way, and many quietly discarded the bricks and stones they were holding, moving in twos and threes to more distant spots.
Some began to retrieve the food they had put down earlier, while others used their hands to wipe away the bloodstains on their raincoats. In any case, it seemed as if this whole incident had nothing to do with them.
“This is a Mirage Country uniform,” said the soldier who came to capture Shenwu Sanlang, looking down at the blood-soaked clothing and confirming.
“It’s an officer’s uniform too, just look–though it’s a bit dirty, the style is unmistakable,” added the other soldier.
At this moment, the young boy from earlier adeptly picked up the PPK pistol from the ground and returned it to the Tang Army soldiers: “This belongs to him!”
“Thanks!” One of the soldiers took the gun and smiled in gratitude at the boy. The boy waved it off generously, appearing as if it was nothing.
His gestures amused the two Tang Army soldiers, and they looked down to re-examine the bloodied figure on the ground, discovering that this Mirage Country officer, who had been struck numerous times with rocks, was still miraculously breathing weakly.
“What’s going on?” At that moment, an officer climbed over the wall, saw Shenwu Sanlang, half-dead from the beating, and asked.
“When we got here, he was being beaten by the civilians, but he’s not dead yet… we’re checking his identity,” a soldier replied, standing at attention.
The officer glanced at the ‘person’ on the ground, shook his head slightly, and said, “By this point, he’s probably beyond saving…”
“He might very well be Shenwu Sanlang.” A Guard reminded: “Sir, when we were chasing, we heard someone calling him General.”
“Hmm, wait for the medics then.” The officer casually walked over to Shenwu Sanlang, and his military boot just so happened to step on two of Shenwu Sanlang’s fingers.
He didn’t move, took out a cigarette pack from his pocket, and lit a cigarette in his mouth.
A soldier, understanding the situation, stepped on Shenwu Sanlang’s other hand and lit a match to light his superior’s cigarette.
Watching the busy Qi Country civilians ahead, the officer exhaled a smoke and sighed with deep emotion, “The people’s customs are so simple and honest…”
“Indeed, indeed…” The soldier who lit the cigarette nodded in agreement.
Seeing the cigarette nearly finished, the officer suddenly realized and scolded, “What are you waiting for here? Call for the medics! Hurry and get someone!”
“Aye!” Only then did the two soldiers react, grabbed their weapons, and ran toward the gate, shouting as they went, “We’ve caught Shenwu Sanlang! Medics! Where are the medics?”
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“Your Majesty! Shenwu Sanlang and Shen Wenxi have been found and captured.” Soon, Tang Mo received the news from Li’ao.
“Found? So that means…” Tang Mo detected the nuance in the report and looked to Li’ao for confirmation.
“Yes, Your Majesty, Shenwu Sanlang is dead.” Li’ao shook his head regretfully, affirming Tang Mo’s deduction: “He was captured by Qi Country civilians and beaten beyond recognition at the time.”
“Didn’t they rescue him with medics?” Tang Mo took the opportunity to stretch lazily, asking a question he already knew the answer to.
“How could we not? We are extremely humane,” Li’ao immediately replied. “Our medics immediately administered aid, amputated his already damaged limbs on-site, and then sent him to the field hospital…”
Tang Mo nodded, “Hmm, the treatment was indeed timely.”
“Yes, Your Majesty, very timely.” Li’ao dutifully echoed Tang Mo’s assessment with a straight face: “The medics at the field hospital are highly skilled; they not only immediately removed the necrotic parts but also dealt with his severely damaged reproductive organs.”
“Then why couldn’t General Shenwu Sanlang hold on?” Tang Mo inquired curiously, as if he genuinely cared about this matter.
“The injuries were too severe. At first, he could utter some mad words, but later he suffered a high fever due to the infection, spewing foul language, so we had no choice but to… have his tongue dealt with too.” Li’ao shook his head regretfully.
“We even dispatched more professional medical staff to assist later. I heard they opened his throat to feed liquid food… but ultimately his condition worsened.” After shaking his head, he continued to add.
As if remembering something else, he spoke again before Tang Mo could ask, “Even though General Shenwu Sanlang couldn’t speak later on, he still shed tears of gratitude. The publicity department took photos to prove that we truly tried every means to treat him. He passed peacefully and heroically…”
“Alas… what a pity.” Tang Mo sighed, unsure whether he regretted Shenwu Sanlang’s death was too swift or that Shenwu Sanlang couldn’t hold on.
“And what about Shen Wenxi?” Tang Mo thought that since both were key figures of Mirage Country, it would naturally be better for the family to be complete.
“My suggestion is to hold a ceremony in the square to burn him, to appease the people of Beiyuan City and to honor those innocent souls who died under the Mirage Country’s butchers, as well as to warn those who come later.” Li’ao said.
“When roasting something, it needs to be done slowly, bit by bit, to extract the full flavor. It shouldn’t be charred, nor undercooked… it affects the taste.” Tang Mo, who couldn’t cook, suddenly started discussing culinary skills.
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Li’ao slightly bowed, “I understand…”
“Keep him alive a few more days, ask all the necessary questions, and make everything clear… then wait for the Mirage Country’s delegation to arrive and let them watch the ceremony!” Finishing his words, Tang Mo waved his hand, indicating that Li’ao could leave.
In that moment, he seemed to have found some satisfaction because, in the depths of his heart, those who lived comfortably on a small island, enjoying their days, deserved to be dealt with in such a manner.
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