The rebels cursed and mocked the stupidity of the Palatine District and the Governor. 🎉👑 🍬🍓
They planned to find a chance to sneak out of this refugee camp tonight and escape Homan House territory.
Then, posing as refugees from Homan House territory, they would swagger back into the Palatine District.
That way, not only could they evade punishment, but they could also enjoy the wheat flour and Corpse Starch provided by the Palatine District.
Just as they discussed it enthusiastically, filled with anticipation, the atmosphere suddenly began to feel wrong.
"Everyone, look! Wh-what's going on?"
At some point, this refugee camp had been surrounded by Homan House's Riot Control Force.
The riot control troops wore black protective suits and skull respirator masks, carrying Standard Laser Rifles in neat formation.
They stared coldly at the people in the refugee camp.
Soon, an officer wearing a skull mask and possessing emerald electronic eyes lowered his command sword.
The Riot Control Force advanced in silence, maintaining perfect formation.
It was a deathly silence, broken only by the cold, merciless rhythm of synchronized footsteps.
This was Homan House's army, and one of the reasons it had dared to betray the Palatine District.
These riot control warriors had endured brutal training since childhood and had even had parts of their nerves removed.
They were silent and fearless of death, knowing only slaughter and sacrifice!
At the sight of this, the traitors began to panic.
They had smashed, looted, burned, and rampaged with extreme arrogance on the night of the riots, yet now they were like lambs.
"Y-you, what are you doing?"
"What's going on? Didn't Lord Yosef promise to protect us?"
"My lords, I am a Loyal subject of Homan House."
"Please, spare my life!"
Some tried to sound fierce while hiding their fear,