Chapter 45 02.0045: "No citizens were injured or killed!"

When Horatio saw his schoolmates running toward the source of the firing, he knew something serious must have happened.

He immediately stood up and told the half-cat who was eating voraciously, "You eat here, take this."

Horatio threw the bread sent by the baker and the address card given to him by his deputy Jonathan Deacon to the half-cat girl and said:
"If you are familiar with the name Horatio Cochrane, you will know that I have taken in more than one person like you."

The "Labor Gang" once took in many such petty thieves, who were tasked with stalking for the gang, collecting supplies and intelligence in exchange for a place to stay and food to fill their stomachs.

"..." The half-cat girl was speechless and looked at him silently.

He turned and was about to leave.

"Sir, you have no armor!"

Yin Shuyao shouted at a loss, and stepped forward with open arms to stop him: "Bullets have no eyes, it's too dangerous to rush over like this."

"From the moment the decree made me his heir, I belonged to the Emperor, body and soul.

My classmates are rushing to the scene right now, so why should I hide behind civilians?"

Horatio pressed the girl's arm down and smiled, "Since you are so worried, please pray for my safety."

Seeing that he was determined to leave, the girl didn't know what to say for a moment. She pondered for a moment, her eyes full of determination.

"Sir, please wait a moment."

She clattered to the bar, pulled a medical kit from the cabinet below, and returned to Horatio.

"Please take this, I hope this helps you."

"Thank you, God-Emperor, may you bless such a kind person."

Horatio took the medical kit from her, looked at the figures of the loyal descendants, and immediately rushed to the forefront of the shooting.

These elite-trained loyal heirs have excellent physical fitness and speed, and can move very quickly even when wearing heavy carapace armor.

Because they were only on security patrol, they were not equipped with large weapons with extremely strong armor-piercing capabilities such as the Ryza-type Hell Gun, but instead were holding brand new, high-quality and precious Acatlan reconnaissance laser guns.

Moreover, as a light firepower, its lethality is not as good as Carterel's standard laser gun, making it very suitable as the standard weapon for marines to maintain stability in the port area.

"Excuse me! Sorry, please make way!" Horatio walked against the crowd and squeezed closer to the place where the shooting took place.

The intersection, which was originally crowded with demonstrators and pedestrians, became empty, as if a drop of detergent had been dropped on a greasy plate.

As protesters scrambled to flee, banners and plaques protesting the rise in living expenses were thrown all over the ground, and debris and rotten vegetables were scattered everywhere.

Dozens of wounded people fell to the ground, some of them were soundless, and some of them crawled on the ground groaning, covering their wounds.

The situation was horrific, and the claim in the report that "there were no casualties among citizens!" is self-defeating.

Directly opposite the intersection, the road leading to the surface and the Administrative Palace of Abyss Port was blocked by armed bounty hunters and mercenaries.

Led by the representative of the guild alliance, they knelt in the first row and stood in the second row, with smoke coming out of the muzzles of their guns.

The screams of fear, the cries of the relatives of the dead and injured, the wails of the injured, and the condemnations of the perpetrators combined together, making the neighborhood boil again.

"These beasts." Horatio couldn't accept the atrocities before his eyes.

Although he knew that the Warhammer world was dark and desperate, and that people were killed at every turn.

But when the indiscriminate shooting at innocent civilians happened before his eyes, he felt shocked and his heart felt as if it was being roasted on fire.

More importantly, what the mercenaries did was obviously not approved, otherwise the Zhongji marines would not have come to intervene and stop them.

Finally, his eyes stopped on the van with a bread pattern painted on its body that was parked in the middle of the road.

There were bullet holes in the front and rear driver seats.

[The child in the back seat!!!] Horatio's eyes widened, a suffocating feeling rose in his throat, and he immediately rushed towards the van.

"We are the Zhongji Marine Corps! We are now in charge of maintaining stability at the scene. In the name of the Imperial Navy, you are ordered to leave the scene! Otherwise you will be treated as disobeying orders!" Female Sergeant Louise took the lead and shouted.

At the same time, she called for reinforcements from the Holy Rose Battle Sisters and the Imperial Navy's medical staff. A total of 35 loyal marines gathered from nearby areas, one guarding the scene every 5 meters, efficiently maintaining stability.

"Representative, the marines of Tadashi are here." The war contractor in charge of organizing the bounty hunters said to the representative.

"Maintain the human wall and never let these mobs rush into the Executive Palace!"

The representative of the Guild Alliance was a man dressed in brocade and embroidered clothes, with white powder and even lipstick on his face. He looked like neither human nor ghost, and even his voice was full of weirdness.

Horatio rushed to the van, and heard the crying of the child inside. He opened the door and saw the slightly fat baker protecting his wife and daughter, with his waist and thighs stained with blood.

"How many wounded?" Horatio asked anxiously.

"My husband..." Amid the little girl's wailing, the woman in the passenger seat covered her mouth and sobbed, her makeup already smudged by tears.

"I'm fine, just a little sore in my waist, ouch." The baker's lungs were breathing coldly and his face was pale, not at all as he said.

Thanks to his work in his previous life, Horatio has mastered the exquisite skill of emergency bandaging.

He skillfully helped the baker clean the gunshot wound and urgently applied a tourniquet and sterile cotton to stop the bleeding.

"Classmate, you shouldn't be here, go back now! You're not wearing a carapace armor!"

Sergeant Louise called out as she walked up behind Horatio who was bandaging the baker.

"I know, but I am already a currency of the God-Emperor, and I want to help them." Horatio did not turn his head, concentrating on treating the wound.

"It's very dangerous here. I'm a sergeant and must be responsible for new soldiers like you. Leave the rest to me. You must leave now."

Sergeant Louise had no intention of commenting or correcting the new sergeant's thoughts and opinions.

He just stepped forward and was about to take over the wound treatment from Horatio, but was suddenly interrupted by a wave of angry roars.

"murderer!!!"

Shouts were heard from the right corner of the cross street, and some angry people with red ribbons tied on their heads rushed out. Among them were men and women, all young and strong, holding a few old guns that they had obtained from somewhere.

"Senior, please go and maintain stability. The situation is not good now." Horatio looked into Louise's purple eyes.

"Be careful." The female sergeant frowned her willow-leaf eyebrows, nodded, and then gestured to Zhongsi's marines to come for reinforcement.

That is the 'Citizen Army' that Deacon Jonathan mentioned.

Through memory, Horatio knew.

The Vegas Citizens' Army is an armed group of workers and students who have lived in the Vegas Mid-Nest District in recent years and claim to be fighting to protect the interests of citizens and oppose the exploitation of guild alliances.

As the voices against the Guild Alliance grew louder, the power of the Vegas Citizen Army gradually increased, and they were identified by the Guild Alliance regime as extremists who must be eliminated.

However, since many of them are usually workers and students in factories and schools, they are very restrained in using force.

In addition, their power is not great, and they only target and plunder the supplies of the guild alliance regime. They are quite sensible and will never offend the official forces of the empire.

They even voluntarily handed over all the seized materials, except for the necessary amount for relief, to the Ministry of the Interior as the planet's 'tithe'.

Even though the Guild Alliance insisted that they were "rebels", the bureaucrats of the Empire obviously didn't care, and didn't want to add extra workload to help the Guild Alliance deal with these messes.

According to statistics, the bureaucrats in the Ministry of Interior of each planet will witness an average of more than ten regime changes in their long and tedious lives.

For them, as long as Abyss Port is loyal to the Empire and can pay the "tithe" to the Empire as usual.

So it doesn't matter who is managing Abyss Port.

Therefore, the planet's Ministry of the Interior, Ministry of Justice, Imperial Navy, etc. turned a blind eye to this and classified them as "opposition forces" rather than "rebels."

These people ignored the obstruction of the Zhongsi Marines at the forefront, rushed to the intersection, fired at the bounty hunters and mercenaries, and threw homemade Molotov cocktails.

Suddenly, gunfire rang out again on the streets.

"First row! Get ready!"

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