Shadow Empire

Chapter 782 Punishment [666+1]
Carl stood in the crowd and looked at the three soldiers, his expression constantly changing.

His "indecision" made one of the soldiers push him again, and then dragged the girl into the room.

No one around said anything or took any action, and there were no officers here—

It’s not that officers don’t need to deal with stress issues, but that officers have their own officers’ buildings.

The girls here are the ones left over after being selected by the officers, and then come to the ordinary soldiers' building.

Those who are first selected by officers will live in the officers' building on a long-term basis. Their lives are relatively more affluent. They do not need to receive many guests, only one guest at a time, and their income is not low.

The income is about one thousand yuan per month, and if you are lucky, it will be more.

So if some problems occurred in the soldiers' building, no officers would step forward.

There are soldiers everywhere here and no one wants to cause trouble.

Carl looked back and saw the strong soldier picked up the girl and threw her hard onto the bed, while the two soldiers outside the door pushed him away, “Fakeoff, bastard!”

The two men entered the room arrogantly, they didn't even close the door. The girl was terrified when she saw this scene, she cried and screamed inside, but the soldiers outside were making a noise.

The worried heads that popped out of the doors around them were just like their expressions, they were really worried about what would happen to the girl in the room, because what happened to her could be theirs!

The whole world was changing in Carl's ears, the sound of blood flowing, the sound of heartbeat, and the noisy cheering, he was gasping for breath.

The mocking and teasing looks from those people were like sharp arrows piercing him. The few people around him also surrounded him with angry faces.

He walked to the door and said again, "Leave that girl alone!"

The three soldiers seemed to get more excited. One of them turned and looked at him. "Do you want to chat?"

Carl was about to explode with anger. He pointed his finger at the floor and said, "This is Mr. Lance's territory!"

"I'm telling you this for the last time, come out of the room and don't force me!"

There was a brief pause in the movements and sounds of the three soldiers, as well as the noisy soldiers around them, but it was only a brief pause.

They knew Lance White's position in the city and that he had a good relationship with Admiral Miles.

Under normal circumstances, perhaps these three people would have given up.

But now so many people are watching, if they walk out without doing anything, they will probably soon become a laughing stock of the entire navy.

They don't know what it means to be "in a dilemma", but they can understand their current situation, a dilemma.

Compared to the possible punishment, the obvious loss of face is more unacceptable to them.

Young people are such a group of people. They can be beaten and punished where people can't see them, but they can't lose face in front of the crowd.

The three men continued doing what they were doing. Carl cursed "Fuck" and rushed in. The three people who were committing violence were actually very angry. Carl rushing in made them feel that the people outside were laughing at them.

They immediately fought back.

It is impossible for Carl's men to just stand there and watch Carl get beaten. It is no exaggeration to say that their job can be done by finding a homeless person on the street. They are not irreplaceable.

Therefore, the more it is at this time, the more they need to show their loyalty!
Soon a group of people started fighting inside. The door was full of soldiers watching the fun. They kept cheering and making noises. Except for the girl curled up in the corner, who was confused and at a loss, the three soldiers in the room gradually gained the upper hand.

After all, they undergo rigorous military training every week, and their physical strength and willpower are much stronger than those of ordinary, malnourished, small refugees like Carl.

In fact, there were refugee soldiers among the soldiers outside, but they just watched everything happen indifferently.

To them, the "compatriots" in this building are their shame.

No, we are no longer compatriots.

From the day they enlisted, they were already federal citizens, and they had no reason to sympathize with these shameless women and people like Carl.

As Carl and several others were knocked to the ground and unable to get up, a soldier was about to sit on his head and attack the girl, so Carl finally took out the pistol from his waist.

With the sound of a gunshot, everything stopped.

The soldiers who were watching the excitement at the door returned to their rooms, took their clothes and left the soldiers' building. Soon, the gendarmerie and medical soldiers arrived at the scene.

The bad news is that the bullet hit the soldier.

The good news is that he was only shot in the thigh and didn't die.

Karl was forced out by the military police with his head pinched and his arms lifted, but there was not much regret on his face, instead he looked calm.

Instead, the soldier who was going to ride on his head lay on the bed.

Things developed very quickly because a soldier was injured and Lance heard the news before his afternoon entertainment was over.

"There's someone at the door saying that Karl's men want to see you." Someone from the company knocked on the door and said while standing outside.

Seemingly looking back, "Let him in."

Soon, after being searched carefully, the little man came to the outside of the entertainment room. Lance and his friends were dressed elegantly like gentlemen from the upper class, sitting at the gambling table playing cards. This scene gave the little man a great shock, and he could hardly speak clearly.

"Mr. Lance, Carl was arrested by the military police."

Seemingly holding a cigarette, he casually took the two cards in his hand and placed them on the table with their backs facing each other, "What stupid thing did he do?"

Some people around chuckled. In their eyes, Carl was indeed stupid sometimes.

The little man said quickly, "He shot and hit a marine."

Lance paused for a moment. He took the cigarette from his mouth and talked to it next to the ashtray. The burned gray ash rolled into it. He looked at the little man again.

"What's your name?"

The little man said his name again, and then Lance asked him to continue to explain the matter clearly and completely.

When Lance heard everything, he frowned and put the poker on the table. "You guys play first. I'm going to go out for a while."

Hiram stood up as well. He had long since stopped wanting to play this game. He preferred Lance Poker (Poker).

Lance used his eyes to make him sit back down, "I can handle it myself."

Then he put on his coat and patted the smaller man's arm, "Come on, let's go see what happened."

The convoy soon arrived at the naval base. Admiral Miles had instructed that Lance could go directly to him, so he soon saw Admiral Miles in his office.

The little guy stood outside the door, waiting anxiously.

In the room, after a few simple pleasantries, Lance directly stated his purpose, "I heard that my people were arrested by the military police."

Admiral Miles did not deny, "He shot and wounded my soldiers."

He didn't wait for Lance to say anything, and spoke first, "I can give you face in other matters, Lance, we are close partners."

"But I have to make this clear to you!"

"I am a general. I am a general because these soldiers trust me. They believe that I will lead them to glory and bring them back alive after the war."

"I know what you want to say, but they are a group of people who use their lives to protect the federation and the people."

"I heard about how things developed and I know that what they did was not right, but the young man could have handled the matter in a more appropriate way."

"Call the military police, or call you, we can solve it easily."

"The worst thing he should have done was to take out the gun and fire it!"

Admiral Miles' attitude was very serious, "You are responsible for your people, and I am responsible for mine."

Lance scratched his head, "I thought it was just a small thing."

Admiral Miles nodded and said, "This is indeed just a small matter if you don't interfere!"

Lance thought for a moment, "How are you going to punish this little guy?"

Admiral Miles frowned. In fact, he had not figured out how to deal with him. After all, for Lance's sake, he couldn't kill this little guy. That would be too embarrassing for Lance.

He thought for a moment, "I'll whip him a hundred times and put him in a dark room for a week."

A hundred lashes?
I'm afraid he wants to take half of Carl's life. Even if Carl is not dead after a hundred whips, he will be almost dead. This won't do.

Lance shook his head slightly, "You have your principles, and I have mine. If you don't mind, I will deal with him. I promise that you will be satisfied and that the soldier will be satisfied as well."

Admiral Miles was stunned for a moment. He thought Lance came to beg for mercy, but now Lance said that he would deal with the little guy personally. He was a little confused for a moment.

He looked at Lance, into his eyes, and the two stared at each other for a moment before Admiral Miles nodded, "Okay."

Lance stood up and said, "Let's go check it out together?"

Admiral Miles hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not go. If he had gone, there might be some other things to do. However, he asked his nephew to go with Lance, because he was afraid that Lance could not find the place, so he asked his nephew to take Lance there.

When Lance came out of Admiral Miles' office, Carl's men looked at Lance anxiously, but Lance just gave him a reassuring look.

Soon the major drove Lance to the military police office building, and then he saw Carl, who had been beaten by the military police, in the interrogation room.

His eye sockets were bruised and he was hung on a rack.

Carl heard footsteps and looked up to see it was Lance. A look of surprise flashed across his eyes, and then he became a little panic and uneasy. He knew that he might have messed up.

Lance stood outside the door, glanced at Carl, and didn't mention the beating of Carl. "Where is the injured soldier?"

“Please invite him and his friends over. As Carl’s boss, if he does something wrong, I will punish him personally!”

(End of this chapter)