Chapter 48 Liar John Dern
John Durn, a native of Skadison, many people think that he is a noble, or a descendant of a powerful family in the nest, or an heir to an underground mine. People have various views on him, and now he is a star. The Realm Army, because of the damn conscription.
Hey, the conscription order of honor!
But in fact, in front of the statistics of the hive city, everything he has as a middle-level resident is in vain, that is, nothing can be counted, and he was completely pulled away.
His own experience is not simple at all.
He is a common orphan in the hive city, and he can barely read, but he is extremely smart, clever and capable, and has learned how to read and become a "noble".
You know, living in a dirty, drunk, damned city with no hope and no connections is not necessarily easy, but he only has words and lies to keep him alive.
Even if his fiancée is not a rich young lady, but a girl he met when he was an orphan, that girl still thinks that he is a declining descendant of some family, and prays that when he returns from the march, he can revive the family and lead her to prosperity.
But people can't make everything false. If there is anything real in the life of a guy like John Dean, it is probably only his love for his fiancée and his loyalty to his brother, Alan Beyer.
And his most honorable thing was that he once became the illegitimate son of the boss of the "Underground Ice Mine Family" and participated in a ribbon-cutting, which made 50% of the people in the hive know him and think he was a noble, which also made him His life is becoming more and more comfortable.
But the reality was that the aristocratic boss didn't know him at all, and he used his clothes, fake family crest, self-confidence, temperament, poor information, and the busyness of the Ice Mine family to take advantage of everyone.
Last time, he wanted to confess to his brother that he was a liar. He had faked many things, but he could not deceive his trust in Alan Bair. Unfortunately, the green skin came, but...
Now his deception is in full force.
He took out a card one by one, which stated how to protect the family business in the green skin craze. It also included the seal of the Ministry of Military Affairs and a standard micro-skeleton server to hide it from others.
The most terrifying part is that the types of barges, transport ships, and battleships that the Imperial Navy will use are all marked.
Then, the cards were written with Ministry of Military Affairs style slogans on how to travel on the ship and how to store their belongings, which also represented the effectiveness of the monthly article from the Ministry of Military Affairs that John had read before.
The style of this card is made according to that thing. Although there are astral military academy level officers who can probably tell something is wrong at a glance, the fat-headed nobles here can't.
He was just making small fuss before, but now he wants to really empty the pockets of the world's rich and wealthy, and then give his comrades a surprise.
He was negotiating with a noble. The person facing him was wearing a mask, and his face could not be seen clearly. He was just a fat-headed, big-eared, standard imperial noble with abundant martial virtues and poor intelligence.
"Sir, I'm not sure. In fact, my quota is very small, and this operation is only experimental. I may have taken your supplies but cannot increase your quota on the transport ship."
John pretended to have a headache, but he was thinking about what price to offer.
The nobleman usually listened to good things, but now it was offensive to his ears, but he felt that it was extremely true. Sweat was already streaming down his forehead. He could only rely on transport ships to take away a little of his vast wealth. He was already in great pain, but now he is okay Yi Yi found a way to bring more things and he was also very anxious.
Suspect? The seal of the Ministry of Military Affairs and the small, readable skull server are things that ordinary people cannot get, and this place is not accessible to civilians!
Opposite is the Skadi noble, who is also the boss behind the Third Infantry Regiment. This identity is well known to everyone!
The fat noble pursed his lips.
"I, I...I am willing to give away the sacred void shield inherited from my family. It is a powerful holy relic that is strong enough to resist evil spirits and any attack."
"Please give me a little space and let me leave this world with my daughter's dowry..."
John still shook his head. "The Astra Militarum does not lack that thing. Basically, all the famous elite commanders have it, right?"
The fat man's face was frozen, and if he wasn't afraid of being discovered by others and having his spot taken away, he might have been kneeling on the ground.
John responded with a false sentiment at the moment. "Okay, okay, I see how pitiful you are. I hope you can get more wealth in the new world."
Finally, John played with the small skull-shaped shield-generating device and continued to sit there without any guilt. The noble looked at it and felt calm in his heart. The person opposite him must be a senior Astra Militarum officer, otherwise it would not be so easy. Playing with such a sacred object.
But John was actually thinking about how to activate this thing...
But soon the next business came up. A noble lady sat in front of John and took out her ancestral small fine craft bolt pistol.
The fat noble's heart also fell to the ground. People are like this. When they see other people making the same choice as themselves, they feel at ease.
And here I have to mention why the nobles have so much military-grade equipment. In fact, the ancestors of most nobles, and even themselves, are quite martial and moral. Even if they are fat and big-eared now, they are stable in this world. Before coming down, their ancestors were probably officers of the Astra Militarum and stayed in this world for various reasons.
So, now John is helping the Ministry of Military Affairs recover resources!
The goal of this operation is also very simple, to obtain anti-armor tools, melta bombs, plasma grenades, and even primitive and powerful explosives and landmines from the nobles...
The nobles will not doubt why the Astra Militarum envoys are so concerned about the things passed down by their families, because in their eyes, the wealth for enjoying pleasure should be fine wine and gems, but the things passed down from the family are only honor.
But now that the world is going to be destroyed, why do they care about honor!
Moreover, for the Astra Militarum, those delicacies and fine wines are only things that officers can enjoy and have no decisive effect on the war situation. John's collection of war props left by his ancestors is in line with their values.
Soon, dozens of melta bombs, plasma grenades, a one-handed chainsword, single-person explosive bombs, void shield generators, and a lot of food that was enough to kill other platoons were all in John's hands. He spent After spending a day here, the results are extremely fruitful.
Many nobles even hugged his thigh and asked him to give him more "places".
Several gangsters carried their belongings and left, leaving only John Dehn's handsome back.
When he returned to the platform with the things, Alan Bayer, who had sobered up, sat on the ground in confusion, and saw his adjutant calling his soldiers to carry a large amount of money, which was enough to take the PDF of this world as a huge wealth for his own use. Put it on the platform like garbage.
John said. "Boss, I've completed the operation, code name, go do something!" Is there a possibility that the protagonist is one-eyed?
(End of chapter)