Nona's answer is full of officialdom, and it is no problem to use it as a manuscript for the Propaganda Department, and maybe the writers who write brilliantly will express more righteous words and righteousness, just like those righteous knights in the legend. Then he will vigorously vilify Mr. Mayor La Barte, and examine why Charlemagne's grassroots officials are such a thing from race, blood, culture, history, etc. Finally, the advantages of Alfheim are demonstrated by comparison.

This kind of trick has long been played by the Propaganda Department and the Intelligence Department, but anyone who has the ability to think independently and is willing to actually verify and compare can find the deviation and deliberate guidance. But Charlemagne's people are getting worse and worse – especially in the context of the reality that some officials often behave more bottomlessly than they advertise.

Traitors and leaders throughout the ages have believed in three theorems – "personal interests come first", "why can't I sell if others can sell them?", and "I am useful" – these three laws will accompany these people no matter how the times and society change, prompting them to betray and betray again and again, until one day they are destroyed with the label of traitor. Then the new betrayer will continue to repeat the same thing over and over again.

The mayor of La Barte was also one of them.

What Nona said, he may not take it seriously at all, or maybe it is just a disguise to refuse and welcome. But none of this is important, the important thing is that since the other party has not shown a clear refusal - at least he thinks so - he should seize the opportunity with a hot iron, otherwise it is not good to say whether the benefits that are still in his hands can be kept in the future.

"Look, sir. ”

The pimp's flattering smile was replaced by a kind and kind wry smile with a bit of helplessness and self-deprecation, and there was no disobedience in the whole process.

"All the food in the village has been taken away by the army, and now every family has only one coarse bread a day on average, and some of them can't even eat it. In order for children to be able to survive, they have to make choices. ”

It has to be said that the mayor of La Barte is a very good lobbyist, and he is better suited to sales pitches than public officials. The disgusted faces of the Defence Force soldiers softened their expressions, and the commander who took the lead did not show any dissatisfaction or interest in listening. In terms of communication, this is a good start.

Swallowing his saliva, the mayor continued to speak in a slightly bleak tone:

"I know that in the eyes of the distinguished soldiers, this is by no means an act to be praised. But...... We can't help it, if we don't take any more measures, the village will starve to death before the help arrives. So, at least let these children have a ...... first."

The village chief's eloquent speech was truly moving, and the armored soldiers began to whisper about whether or not to take in the children, and the officers were busy stopping the riots, and from time to time they looked at the trembling children. Only Nona continued to maintain an indifferent expression, and her heroic face couldn't tell what she was thinking at all.

In fact, Nona was desperately enduring it, and she was using all her reason to resist the urge to make a hole in that fat head.

The lies that savvy scammers and salesmen are best at are not lies, but telling the truth – truths that are only beneficial to themselves.

Mayor La Barte is telling the truth, but that's only half the truth. Not to mention that Stacy and Army Intelligence had already investigated everything in Bastogne and the surrounding area, even though Nona had not seen any reports of human trafficking before the war. Looking at the physical condition of the children, and then looking at the belly of the bastard in front of her, she can roughly guess what is in it. Before, he was just in a hurry to carry out the task, and he didn't want to waste time in this kind of field that should be the responsibility of the internal affairs department, but as a result, this scumbag mayor became more and more energetic, and began to kick his nose in the face after a few polite words? Who does he think he is talking to?

Mayor La Barte didn't notice that Nona's emotions were slipping out of control, and he was so immersed in his role as a "kind old man" that he didn't even see Nona open the holster and pull out her specially matched silver-plated carved pistol.

Ping Pong ——!!

The crisp sound cut off the mayor's performance, and the muzzle of the smoking gun pressed against the mayor's greasy head.

"Mr. Mayor, you've said enough, and we've heard enough. ”

“......”

The eloquent tongue was knotted, the teeth clicked up and down, and a stream of heat ran down the crotch to the heel.

"I'm not a cop, I'm not Stasi, and I'm not interested in looking into your. But if you don't figure out the situation, you think you have the chips you can bargain with us—"

Another gunshot rang out, a bullet grazing the mayor's ear, followed by a womanly scream.

"Now while I haven't changed my mind, get out of here with your people right away!"

In less than ten seconds, Mayor La Barte vanished into laughter and boos, and the GIs, who had seen enough of the hustle and bustle, continued to concentrate on the task at hand.

They didn't notice that the officers were gathering and seemed to be discussing something.

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"If Mr. Mayor had a little sense and judgment at that time, he should have honestly hid in his house, and hurried to transfer his property and family, or write a suicide note or something. Instead of going to hook up with the church, thinking of using carrier pigeons to report to Charlemagne's army. ”

Lieutenant Colonel Balk struck a match, turned his cigar leisurely, and let out a long puff of smoke.

"Of course, no matter what he does, he will eventually become a sacrifice for us to exchange for the hearts of the people. ”

It's not impossible to make deals with the occupiers and sell yourself, but you have to figure out the most basic things - who the other party is, what the situation is, what cards you have in your hand, and what cards the other party has. I didn't even grasp these most basic situations, and I went to sell myself and take refuge in a hurry? I was lucky to be brought up with a kick, and by the way, I sent you a sentence "You are also worthy of being an errand for Taijun?", and if you were unlucky, you were shot and thrown to the side of the road to feed the dogs.

The mayor and his gang hanging out of the window swinging are an example of the unlucky ones in the latter category.

As early as when formulating the occupation policy, the dictator and the General Staff made it clear that potential collaborators should be selected based on ability and political performance, but if the public grievances and public outrage are too great, regardless of ability, once the work of stationing and accepting the work is completed, the evidence of the crime will be immediately published and the punishment will be made public.

The impeachment of the enemy's corruption and maladministration is an excellent subject for the occupiers to promote self-righteousness. Not to mention that these land snakes have no loyalty to speak of in the first place, and instead of sharing power with these poisonous snakes who don't know when they will bite back, it is better to exchange their heads for the hearts and minds of the people in the occupied areas. By the way, we can also take this opportunity to replenish the national treasury and completely bring the local and grassroots levels under the control of the state.

Long back then, the fate of scum like the mayor of La Barte came to an end. Whether he stayed at home after being kicked out by Nona, or went to the church to report to Charlemagne, and was caught by Nona and her men, he would eventually be sent to the gallows, hanged to the sound of curses and spat at by the people.

"What are the kids going to do?"

"That's a headache for the civil affairs department, and we don't need to worry about it. ”

"Yes. ”

"Just now the command called, the bombed-out roads and bridges have been repaired and opened to traffic, and we will leave in a few hours. Before the situation is brought under control, the gallows will collapse if it is hung up again. ”

"Yes. ”

“...... In addition, let the logistics department and the Stasi guys hurry up and make a list of the relief supplies they need to see if they can get out of the way. ”

"Yes, sir. ”

The sound of heels clattering behind him sounded behind him, and Lieutenant Colonel Balk waved his hand, and until Nona left the headquarters, he didn't turn around, just stared intently at the gallows with a dozen people hanging outside the window, and the empty windows in the distance.

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