The originally peaceful valley became noisy with the arrival of a group of people.
The arrivals were a heavily armed team with a total of eight mobile vehicles, all well-equipped and with uniform spray-painted patterns.
There were about fifty or sixty people in total, wearing combat uniforms. They were all tall and tall, with big eyebrows and sharp eyebrows. They also carried high-quality weapons, instead of the "fire sticks" that most people had, which were of mixed quality.
On their left chests, there are identical Velcro stickers, marking their origins.
That is the Eiffel Tower that symbolizes Paris!
These people are the hounds of the super city Paris. They are both tame beasts that hunt small fish and shrimps, and satellites that always move around their masters.
Scout, sniffer, vanguard, anchor... are all functional attributes of the hound team, which also indicate that Paris is not far away.
At this moment, the valley was filled with an atmosphere of urgency, and a look of determination appeared on everyone's face.
Behind them, billowing black smoke was rising from the Gegu Society's moving castle. A small grenade accurately hit the fuel storage bin, causing a chain explosion that directly opened a large hole in the side and rear of the castle.
Simon's eyes were filled with tears and he understood that he had to make a choice today.
"Everyone, we don't mean any harm. The measures we just took are just to make you decide to join Paris. I hope you will consider it carefully. Paris very much welcomes inheritors of culture and art like you." Thomas, the commander of the hound team, shouted with a loudspeaker.
"Paris has been coveting us for a long time. Roman Morgan, the mayor's butler, is an ambitious man with a collecting habit. He wants to bring ancient treasures from all over the world to the Louvre." The bearded old man Achim shook his head and murmured.
"You are wishful thinking! A true gentleman will never use artillery fire, let alone rob or plunder!" Young John scolded sternly.
"Gentlemen?" Thomas stood high on the rock wall of the valley and sneered ruthlessly, "We are the hounds of Paris, a group of bloodthirsty beasts. You can also meet the gentlemen if you want. They sit high and drink tea under the Eiffel Tower.
, as long as you can see it."
John wanted to retaliate, but Achim held his shoulders and said, "Don't waste your breath. They are all old fools who have been living in the wasteland and they can't reason."
"If the truth makes sense, the ancient powerful countries would not have perished." Vincent said.
Simon smiled bitterly, "Everyone, we seem to be in the same desperate situation again. This time, there is a high probability that the Phoenix Lord will not be able to come back. We should not put our hope in our benefactor, not to mention that the other party is the city of Paris."
This old man gradually became exhausted in the turmoil of the past few days. He especially wanted to ignore everything and devoted himself to spending the rest of his life studying ancient history and leaving a warning for future generations.
"What are your plans?" Achim vaguely heard something.
"You all have some skills. If you go to Paris, you won't have a bad life. You might be able to get a job at the Louvre." Simon forced out an ugly smile.
Everyone was shocked and then fell silent.
"As for me," Simon turned his wheelchair and looked at the burning Gui Guhui, "that's it for now. I don't want to run away anymore."
"Grandpa Simon!" John said anxiously.
"That's it, you go to Paris with those guys, I'll stay here and wait for the Phoenix Lord to come back. I have to thank him in person again." Simon touched the castle in flames from the air.
He vaguely remembered that when he was young, he took over the responsibility of protecting Guigu from his parents. It was also that day when his parents and dozens of residents fought bloody battles with the ambushing thugs, covering him to escape the siege in Guigu Society alone.
"It was you who took us in, and it took decades to build such a big family. It was you who gave us a shelter from the wind and rain. Hey! I don't care about others. I won't go to Paris anyway." Achim was also stubborn.
Energetic, he rushed into the Guigu Society with a fire extinguisher in hand.
The rest of the people also acted under his leadership and moved out antiques and documents one after another.
As a result, all the time Thomas gave them to consider was used to save the cultural relics.
All this was seen by Thomas. He pinched out the cigarette in his hand and his eyes became colder.
"They are loading ammunition and seem to be resisting," the adjutant said.
"Fight in the corner," Thomas spat. "Simon, Achim, and Vincent stay, and kill half of the rest."
After saying that, the two of them walked down quickly and came to the mouth of the valley.
The eight bus-sized armored combat vehicles all adjusted their muzzles. With just one order, the Guigu Hui group thousands of meters away would be beaten into sieves.
About fifty people also took an offensive stance under the cover of the chariot. In the eyes of these burly men, there were no old people or children in the Guigu Society, they were just breathing corpses.
The Hound Squad is the fighting elite of the city of Paris. They are all trained by children selected from the lower classes. It is precisely because of their origins that they are only fighting elites, not powerful elites. However, this job also guarantees the security of their families.
food, clothing, housing and transportation.
For the sake of their respective families, the Hound Team will go all out even if they have complaints. If they die in battle, their families will receive a large pension.
Moreover, the team has also placed monitors who hide their identities. If anyone fishes in troubled waters, they will immediately go back to Paris to burn the boiler.
Motivated by such carrots and sticks, the Hound Team is extremely ruthless, and their methods are even more terrifying than ordinary thugs.
"Everyone, one last question," Thomas shouted, "should you leave us with dignity as a distinguished guest, or should you become a prisoner and be taken away by us."
"If you have the guts, come in and give us a try!" Achim roared, blowing his beard and staring.
"See clearly, this is the end of idealists in this era," Thomas said to a group of his men, "Fire."
Huhu——
Suddenly, the sound of breaking wind that made one's hair stand on end quickly came from far to near.
"Hiss~"
Thomas felt a chill on the back of his neck, as if an evil spirit was clinging to his shoulders and blowing air-conditioning on him, urging him to get his lunch box.
He quickly turned around and saw that the flat ground was empty, with neither hungry wolves nor evil spirits.
But the sound didn't come from below, but from the sky above.
"Sir, what are those...?" A subordinate asked tremblingly, but he already had the answer in his heart.
"Escape!" Thomas yelled subconsciously.
Whoosh whoosh!
The sound became more intense, and it was roaring in my ears in the blink of an eye.
I saw sixteen rocket launchers streaking across the sky with roars and tail flames, falling straight towards the valley mouth in a shocking parabola, like thousands of arrows fired in unison.
Bang——Boom——
The valley mouth is not spacious, and there are very few places to hide.
Suddenly, there were fires everywhere, dust flying, and explosions one after another.
This is the song of Katyusha.
When the dust cleared, more than fifty people disappeared in an instant.
Some distance away in mid-air, two reconnaissance aircraft approached. The two pilots looked down at the scene happening below in astonishment. It took them a long time to realize that it was their hunting dog squad that was being bombed.
Whoosh!
Bang!
In shock, a Stinger missile blew up one of the aircraft.
The other person was almost scared to death. He followed the remaining smoke and quickly located the target.
"Is that it? No! Oh my God, how come it has become so big!"