NABC Chapter 1367 Who is the enemy? Who is the good guy?
Chapter 1367 Who is the enemy? Who is the good guy?
The dwarves under the cliff finally returned to the village, but what greeted them was not cold bullets, but delicious food made by the Dayan Food Truck.
The battalion commander had guessed it long ago. He had guessed that these dwarves would come back.
So the kitchen staff was arranged to prepare meals early and wait for them to arrive.
You mean what if they don't come back?
Battalion Commander: Impossible, absolutely impossible!
In fact, the battalion commander had made two preparations. If the dwarf villagers did not come back because of fear, the prepared food would be distributed to the soldiers.
After all, the battalion commander only needs to let these soldiers conduct night assault training so that they can perfectly digest these "midnight snacks".
I am such a great battalion commander!
The dwarf village chief finally returned to the village with two dwarves.
When they saw the red flag, they were so excited that they spoke incoherently.
The patrolling soldiers also discovered them and immediately surrounded them.
But when they found that they were unarmed dwarf civilians, they laid down their weapons again.
Dwarves are very similar to humans. Most of them are low-level magicians, and a small number of elite magicians are mid- and high-level magicians.
Most civilians pose no threat to the Wehrmacht.
So after the Wehrmacht soldiers scanned with the magic detection devices on their bodies, they immediately put down their weapons.
It’s a joke that these low-level magicians may not even be able to beat the Wehrmacht soldiers with bare hands.
How can we talk about threats?
The dwarf village chief was a little scared when he saw the Wehrmacht soldiers walking towards him, but he soon calmed down.
Because neither of the two Wehrmacht soldiers raised their weapons, instead they hung their weapons around their waists. Only the Wehrmacht soldier in the distance raised his gun for alert.
After talking with the village chief, the two soldiers chose to bring the village chief to the battalion commander.
One soldier trotted back to inform his comrades that dwarves had arrived.
When the people in the kitchen heard this, they immediately took out large bowls and filled them with three large bowls of porridge.
Although I don’t know how many days these people have been hungry, people who have been hungry for a long time cannot eat too much.
The village chief and the two dwarves walked towards the camp with difficulty.
The battalion commander came out in person to greet the village chief, and the leader of the cooking squad also handed over three bowls of white porridge.
The dwarf village chief was dumbfounded when he saw this scene.
The two dwarves on the side didn't know what to do for a moment.
The comrades from the kitchen team personally handed the porridge to the dwarves.
Drink, drink hard! If you can't drink it, I'll feed you!
They were dumbfounded by the vicious looks of the cooks.
The three of them didn't have time to think about it and just ate the warm porridge.
The battalion commander was acting as a good guy and gave a reminder.
"Drink slowly, drink slowly, no one is going to snatch it from you! If it's not enough, there's more."
The battalion commander's words instantly made the three of them feel refreshed.
After taking two sips, the village chief stopped drinking and spoke instead.
"Sir, we still have many compatriots. Can you let us return to this village?"
Listening to the village chief's words, the battalion commander said kindly.
"It's okay, old man. The village originally belonged to you. We are outsiders. Although this land has been occupied by us, it does not mean that we will drive the people on this land away.
Those dwarven bandits who exploited you have all been killed, and we did not touch the food in your homes, but those dwarves squandered a lot of food, and we can't do anything about it."
The battalion commander's words instantly stunned the dwarf village chief.
He stood there in a daze, not knowing what to do for a moment.
The battalion commander spoke so kindly that he was completely confused.
In his eyes, there is no difference between soldiers and bandits. A large army passing through a border and bandits looting are actually the same.
But now the National Defense Military Region has refreshed his understanding, it turns out that the army can also protect the people.
Not like bandits.
The dwarf village chief reacted quickly and spoke immediately.
"Are you telling the truth? Go and inform them now and have them come over immediately."
Seeing the dwarf village chief looking frightened and excited, the battalion commander couldn't help but be moved.
What kind of suffering and crime did these people endure to become like this?
What exactly did the dwarven people experience?
The battalion commander then said seriously.
"Don't be afraid. Everything I said is true. If you don't believe me, I will give you a truck full of food and take you back."
After listening to the battalion commander's words, the village chief could no longer sit still.
This is simply the best gift God has given them.
They once believed in the God of War, but the God of War brought them nothing but endless wars.
The village chief even once doubted the god they believed in.
Is this God or what?
If they are real gods, or gods who care about their believers, they will never abandon their believers.
In the most difficult times, the God of War did not favor these believers.
Instead, it plunged them into an endless war.
However, the Dwarf Emperor and the Dwarf nobles firmly believed in the God of War. They believed that the God of War would bring them glory.
But in reality it is just the glory in the urn...
Or it could be said to be the glory of the emperor and the nobles.
The common people were treated like pigs and dogs.
The village chief was a little bit skeptical of what the battalion commander said, but they had no other choice but to believe in the battalion commander.
Under the arrangement of the battalion commander, a military truck loaded with supplies drove to the village chief. In order to show sincerity, only one armored vehicle was sent to follow the truck.
And the two are 2km apart, so as long as something happens to the truck, the armored vehicle will follow immediately.
But in fact, these dwarves did not dare to attack the Wehrmacht's car soldiers.
Because the village chief knew that this was an opportunity given to them, or to be more precise, their only opportunity.
If they could accept this, there would be a constant supply of food and they would be able to return to their village.
After eating, the driver took the village chief and two other people and drove the military truck directly towards the Gobi Desert.
The car soldier was not at all panicked. As a Wehrmacht soldier, he naturally knew how important his mission was.
This not only delivered food to the dwarves, but also saved more than 100 lives.
Maybe the Dwarf Empire was indeed terrible in the past, but it was the Dwarf Empire that was terrible, not these ordinary dwarves.
The lives these dwarves are living now are basically the same as those the Auto Soldiers experienced in their childhood.
Even the dwarves are worse off than the car soldiers back then.
Thanks Leon, praise Leon!
The car soldiers thanked Leon for his efforts and were willing to provide help to others to the best of their ability.
As a car drove into the desert Gobi, the operation of the dwarves' integration into Dayan officially began.
Lyon later recalled that even he had never thought about it.
Because of a small truck, not only did the entire dwarf area surrender, but Dayan even obtained the Dwarf Empire's secret smelting technology.
(Good night???)