Relock is worthy of being the heir to the Baron of the Left Bank. Although he still lacks a battle, as long as he personally commands a victory, he can naturally inherit the title of Baron.
The nobility in this world is like this. It does not just rely on the inheritance of blood. Each heir must complete various tasks, tasks that can reflect the characteristics of the family, in order to obtain the title.
For the Left Bank Baron family, Reylock's father and grandfather are no longer here. He is the only heir in the family. The tradition of the Left Bank family is victory, the victory of a real war. Only after passing the test of blood and fire can he become a legitimate
heir.
Today, Wuchang is the special commissioner of the Imperial Military Department. He initiated this counter-insurgency campaign. As long as Rylock can complete the task successfully, his status will naturally be corrected. Because of this, Rylock fights extremely hard.
"Brothers, follow me. I will not hide behind you and give orders. I will stand here. I will stand in front of you and attack with me..."
"The Baron will win..." Chopin's flattery followed closely behind him. Not only did he have more than 400 soldiers shouting collectively.
"The Baron must win..."
The shouts of war shocked the violent gangsters who stopped in their tracks and looked at the dark soldiers coming to kill them. The gangsters were dumbfounded and even the timid ones peed their pants.
"Save ammunition, attack at close range..." With the order, more than a hundred fire axes flashed coldly in the heavy rain, and the hundreds of looting thugs in front of them were so frightened that they ran away.
"It's a murder, a soldier has killed a person, run away..." His legs and feet were so fast that he slipped into the alley and disappeared, and his legs and feet were so slow that the big ax was opened directly from the back of the head.
Chopin picked up the blood-stained axe, changed from his previous slackness, and killed more powerfully than anyone else. It seems that human beings are really environmental animals. They only don't know how to use them, but they can't use them.
The Baron of the Left Bank was a big flag. Under the call of this flag, these soldiers were inspired by the enthusiasm for promotion, wealth and merit. They were thugs just now, but turned around and became loyal and brave imperial soldiers.
Reylock touched the rain on his face and looked at the crackling black horse flag. He also had hope in his heart. He knew that a person who could get the full support of the noble alliance was a strong man worthy of following him.
"Master Impermanence, you have too many secrets. Do you really think I don't recognize the Great Wall emblem? The alliance of nobles across the universe supports you. What is your identity? No matter what your identity is, I will follow you."
You..." Locke encouraged secretly in his heart.
At this time, Chopin, who was rushing at the front, cut off the arm of a runaway with an axe. He pointed at the dozen figures in front and cursed, "Fuck, the communications soldiers from the Blackwater Communications College actually came out to make money, damn it."
They dare to take advantage of the situation and rob..."
What Chopin said was right. The dozen or so people in front of him were soldiers from the Blackwater Academy. This group of civilian soldiers who were setting up base stations all over the universe actually dared to rob. Chopin had long forgotten his robbery just now. He turned around and said to Lei excitedly
Locke said.
"Sir, do you want to fight or not?"
"Damn it, give me a slap in the face, surround me immediately, and collect them in my capacity..."
"No problem, just take a look... Come up fifty of them and surround me..."
Before more than a dozen soldiers from Blackwater could react, they were surrounded by fifty large axes. Looking at the fire axes raised high, these soldiers who were trying to make money almost lost their temper.
"Brothers, we are all a family. We will share half of it when we meet... Otherwise, we don't want it and give it all to you..." Good guy, these brothers repeated what Chopin just said.
Chopin went up and kicked the guy who had met half of the enemy. "You're blind. Look behind me. That's the Baron of the Left Bank. You're in luck today. As long as you join our counterinsurgency team,
Your sins will be forgotten..."
"We've done it, we've done it, we've followed the baron up to the mountain of swords and into the sea of fire." The soldier who was kicked to the ground didn't hesitate at all. He jumped up from the ground and joined Rylock's team.
Rylock sighed, "Let's go to the next block. We must save ammunition..."
A noble is a noble. As a baron, it is so easy to recruit younger brothers, but Merlin, who is only three blocks away from him, is not so lucky.
This is a very ordinary commercial street. After defeating three waves of thugs, Merlin's team finally encountered a problem. Thousands of thugs from the Leopard Society were besieging a commercial building. Many people there were holding
Many of the weapons are very sophisticated standard weapons on the black market.
"Look, there are a bunch of idiot soldiers there. What are they doing here? Do they want to eat leftovers?"
"Hahaha..." The crowd burst into laughter.
Merlin was a naturally ruthless character, and he was able to survive fifty to a thousand without any confusion. He did not choose to attack at the first moment, but instead dispersed his troops, using various terrain cover to cover the main entrance of the shopping mall with crossfire.
"Disperse, go upstairs, prepare the sniper, kill the one with the gun first..."
In an instant, on the two- and three-story buildings along the street, the spears of ten snipers, like the roll call pens in the hands of the God of Death, marked out a streak of blood in the crowd of the Leopard Club.
"Holy shit, these soldiers are crazy. Charge and kill them..." More than 200 members of the Leopard Club in front of the gate launched a counterattack against Merlin and the others like mad dogs.
"Stabilize the position, the heavy machine gunners are ready... to fire..." As Merlin shouted, the two chain-type heavy machine guns were spitting fire, and the densely fired energy beams had formed a line, and the rushing enemies were like broken pieces.
The pieces of paper were torn to pieces by the light, and screams could be heard endlessly.
"Sniper alert, be careful of enemies at high places..." Before Merlin could finish speaking, countless windows on the upper floors of the commercial building were smashed open, and all kinds of guns stretched out and opened fire on Merlin and the others.
"Holy shit, platoon leader, are those people crazy? They have their shotguns and pistols out, but they can't even reach the shooting range."
"You talk so much nonsense. Even if the enemy is holding a kitchen knife, you can't underestimate it. Hurry up and fire." Under Merlin's scolding, ten snipers raised their muzzles and fired at the flickering figure in the window.
suppress.
Facts have proved that soldiers are soldiers. The soldiers who have been trained in the melee are simply a one-sided massacre against the civilians who only know how to charge indiscriminately with blood and courage. Especially those snipers who specifically select those enemies with guns to open fire and hit them.
In the end, this group of terrorists didn't even dare to pick up the guns on the ground.
"Run, these soldiers are crazy, they are not human beings, they are murderous devils..." Crowds of people poured out of every exit of the commercial building. These frightened thugs did not even have the courage to turn back.
Know how to lower your head and run away.
Fortunately, Merlin and the others encountered ordinary thugs. If they were elites with a little training, as long as they organized a skirmish assault line of more than 300 people, the firepower density of these two heavy machine guns would not be able to stop them.
Fortunately, the thugs are all selfish, and no one has the consciousness to exchange their own sacrifice for the victory of others. Just because they do not have this consciousness, they will always be the lowest level hooligans.
"Rush up, bite their tails, drive these defeated troops away, and let them open the way for us..." Merlin was very smart, and his mind was very bright at that moment, and he thought of the best response strategy in the blink of an eye.
Have you ever seen the scene of fifty soldiers driving away six to seven hundred defeated troops? Today Merlin opened everyone's eyes. The thugs, who were like lost dogs, kept bringing in new thugs on their way to escape, and many of them were robbing.
The mob didn't know what was going on, but they saw these defeated people spreading an atmosphere of terror and sweeping in.
"Run quickly, there is a murderer behind you, the Leopard Society has been destroyed, they are all dead, they are all dead..."
Facts have once again proved that people are creatures that follow the herd. As long as everyone does something, they will blindly follow it. No one is willing to look back. There are only fifty people chasing them. Oh, no, halfway through the pursuit, Mary
The team he led also arrived, and a hundred people drove thousands of thugs, running wildly through the city and alleys.
"How's the situation over there, Mary?" Merlin asked breathlessly.
"It's okay. The boss has equipped our platoon with the most powerful firepower. There are more than 20 sniper rifles, three heavy machine guns, and four light machine guns. In terms of firepower, none of you are as good as me..."
"Don't get carried away, save some ammunition. We just had a shootout, and two-thirds of the ammunition was gone. It was so hard that I was spinning my axe..." After saying that, he shook his head towards Mary.
Fire ax in hand.
The Black Horse Camp was formed in the warehouse of the Xingtanghui, and among the materials stored on the floor of the warehouse, there were a large number of brand-new fire axes. Lu Li, who was a good guy, discovered this first. As a result, more than 80% of the soldiers chose it.
An ax is used as a close-quarters weapon.
In this kind of melee throughout the city, no one dares to rely entirely on guns. After all, the amount of ammunition is limited. Once the bullets are used up, the rest of the battle can only rely on the ax in hand.
As the two teams were running, they suddenly noticed that a burst of chaos broke out among the pursuing thugs. Many people actually ran towards Merlin and the others in fear, completely ignoring the soldiers in front of them.
Merlin raised his hand and slashed the neck of one of the thugs with an axe. He shouted to his men, "Climb high and look into the distance. Quickly see what's happening in front of you. Let me chop the rest of them. Don't let these bastards rush us."
The formation..."
"Yes..." More than a hundred Black Horse soldiers lined up in two rows at the street entrance with large axes in their hands. They raised the axes high in their hands. Under the orders of Merlin and Mary, they roared and swung them down in unison.
A white light flashed, and there was a bloody light and a cry. Those guys who were hit by several axes and died quickly were lucky. The worst thing was the guy who had his hands and feet cut off and rolled in the rain. That would be called hell on earth.
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"Listen to my order...take three steps forward...cut..." After the order, there was a bloody light, plus a broken limb.
"Take three steps forward...cut..."
The orders were issued one after another, just like the cry of death. Thousands of thugs were heartbroken at this time. No one dared to attack the formation of the Black Horse Battalion.
"The platoon leader... is Leylock, the platoon leader Leylock. He brought five to six hundred soldiers and blocked the way of these thugs. Now he is slaughtering these thugs and smashing them to pieces..."
When the soldiers who climbed to the top of the traffic light shouted to everyone, Merlin and Mary breathed a sigh of relief. But then they both wondered where the hundreds of soldiers under Rylock came from.