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701 Campaign 1

One month later...

Woo...

The subtle sound of the horn floated slowly in the night sky, like the moaning of ghosts or the low cry of some animals.

Wow...

A tall, strong man lifted up the grass and shrubs in front of him, looked around, then tightened the black firearm in his hand and walked forward.

The man was wearing a tight-fitting black leather jacket and leather gloves, his whole body covered and protected, and he had two jet-black gun holsters on his waist.

The moonlight shone down from the sky and fell on the man's face, giving it a faint pale color.

After finding that there was no problem, the man continued to walk forward, but several men and women with strong temperaments came out behind him. They were wearing single-sided headsets with red light and reddish lens glasses on their eyes. You could vaguely see them.

Bits of data flashed on the lens.

These people held long scythes and quickly cut down the surrounding grass to create a clearing, making it easier for the team behind them to advance.

"Nothing was found, everything is normal."

"Nothing was found, everything is normal."

Reports continued to sound, and there were countless red light spots flashing in the dark woods. Each of these light spots represented a human hand. There were hundreds of people in the densely packed forest.

A small, single-passenger car was driving slowly in the forest. The car was black with a pattern of a red flying bird tattooed on its surface.

The man standing in the car was a bald man, more than two meters tall, with muscles all over his body. He was wearing a brown tight-fitting belt, diagonally from his shoulders to his waist. The belt was densely interspersed with pitch-black spiked daggers. These

The daggers obviously don't have guards.

In the woods, the trees are different from the trees in other places. They are tall and straight. But they are only as thick as a person hugging them, making them look tall and slender. The gaps in the middle are also extraordinarily large.

The giant man held a cigarette butt in his mouth and glanced around boredly.

"Lord General Luo. We are about to reach the predetermined target point. Do we want to continue moving forward?"

A voice came from beside the giant man. It was a young blond woman, also wearing red glasses. She gave a steady military salute before speaking.

The giant man chuckled.

"Continue. Why not? We are the vanguard, what else do we have to worry about? People will definitely know we are coming when we get here."

"But...do we need to wait for the large troops behind us?" The woman was a little embarrassed.

"Wait for them? Wait for them to take the first credit?" The giant man jumped out of the car with a bang, making a small crater on the ground. His weight was astonishing, and his whole body seemed to be made of steel.

, the weight presses on the feet. Every step will make a deep hole.

He waved his hand.

"Let the demolition team prepare!"

Quickly walking to the front and separating the crowds blocking the way, the giant man walked to a slope by the moonlight and looked down.

Outside the woods, under the slope, a huge silver-white oval manor is clearly visible in the eyes.

There are four huge silver-white statues built around the manor. Each statue is tens of meters high and looks like four small buildings. A circle of outer walls is connected between the statues. There are also groups of people patrolling below.

"This is the destination. What we want to break through is the gate on the side of the Mermaid Statue." The giant man chuckled. "Report immediately. Just say that we encountered an active attack by the enemy and had to fight back! Let the demolition team go first.

Come on, give them a big dazzle, hahaha!!”

"But, the troops behind have not come up yet..."

"Didn't you understand what I said?!" The giant man turned his head and came over, his eyes faintly glowing red.

"Yes!" The woman could only obey the order honestly.

The giant man listened to the faint sound of horns in the air.

A cruel and terrifying smile appeared on his face. Since following Marshal Dam, this was the first time for him to undertake such a large-scale operation. He was allowed to vent freely in it and was exposed to the ban. This made him ecstatic. As a murderous torture

A perverted thug, this kind of behavior is like a hungry wolf entering the pigsty.

Bang! Bang bang bang!!!

Suddenly, balls of foodie flames suddenly lit up outside the manor below. The balls were like orange-red balloons, expanding and then shrinking. They illuminated the clusters of lawns in the surrounding manor.

Suddenly, there was a faint sound of noisy running and shouting coming from the manor. If there are people with amazing eyesight here, they can see that amidst the shouting, dark shadows suddenly flashed across the manor, towards where the giant man was.

Floating away from the top of the mountain, it was as if there was no gravity.

"Kill!!! Hahaha!!" The giant man suddenly raised his hand and was the first to rush down the mountain. He didn't bring any firearms or weapons like an ancient charge.

Several rocket launchers fired by his own people flew past him, and the firelight of the cave faintly reflected the faint blood on his face.

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On a hilltop far away from the manor, three pure white helicopters were parked on the grass beside the wide woods.

There were sparsely surrounded by masked men in white turbans holding guns. These men held submachine guns and wore grenades on their waists, and each of them exuded the aura of bloody fighting.

At this time, three figures with different temperaments were standing next to the helicopter.

Garen wore an open-chested white coat, revealing the strong muscles on his chest. His long blond hair was spread over his shoulders, and he wore a slightly black mask on his face. He folded his arms around his chest and stared at the other two guys beside him quietly.

.

"My people have arrived at the perimeter. Have you completed the deployment?"

A burst of cold laughter rang out.

"Of course they are here, but your people couldn't wait any longer, so they rushed forward and started fighting. The casualties are none of our business."

The speaker was a thin old man with a skinny body and a golden turban on his head. He was leaning on a cane and lying at his feet were two male lions with blood-red eyes. He was covered in a pure white robe and looked far better than before.

Much weirder.

"Ag, why do you look like a human or a ghost now?" The person next to you was Neissera. This guy was also wearing a white skirt. However, he was wearing his composite earrings impatiently.

She had already put on an earring on her left side, which was a dark golden pyramid. It was only the size of a fingernail, but it faintly radiated a faint golden light under the moonlight.

"It's just a new breakthrough." ag replied lightly, but even his ordinary words seemed to be laced with sharp laughter, giving people a creepy feeling.

Gallon leaned against the helicopter and looked at the watch.

"In ten minutes my Lord will arrive on the battlefield."

"My army of shadows has also been arranged." Nesera pressed the pendant with satisfaction and said casually.

"I'm also ready. My people are already fighting with Wellington's people in the north, and they are expected to be able to maintain a stalemate for more than ten minutes. The silver statue is up to you, Gallon." ag looked at Gallon on the side.

He said seriously, but even though his tone was serious, his words gave off a strange and sinister feeling.

Seeing Garen nodding, ag made a stroke in the air with one hand.

Suddenly a ripple appeared. A dark red map suddenly lit up in front of the three people. The place names displayed on it were officially centered on Wellington Manor.

The manor is a huge red point of origin, and the surrounding area is densely covered with a large number of green light spots. These green light spots are divided into three sides, surrounding the manor.

"What kind of witchcraft is this?" Neserach asked.

"It's not witchcraft. This is the latest scientific research tool, which is all about projection virtual imaging." ag replied smoothly.

He pointed at the red dot on the manor.

"Wellington must have been fully prepared to prevent our attack. But they did not expect that our manpower would be so large and sufficient. According to intelligence, Tu Lan, the most powerful member of the Wellington family, has gone to their secret underground cave.

, there are only some old, weak, sick and disabled people stationed in this manor now. Of course, they still have a certain strength. The mid-level judge troops that were just mobilized are now inside. There are also two high-ranking old immortals."

"We have thirty minutes to deal with all the vampires, otherwise the secret party will come to rescue them with all their strength after getting the news." ag whispered, "Thirty minutes, my magic weapon can only block the death apostles for so long, the rest depends on

You and my two little babies."

boom!!

In the distance, a red light exploded in the direction of the manor, then cleared the sky.

"It's begun." ag chuckled, "Let's go, let's try it out."

The three people boarded three helicopters respectively, and the propellers turned at high speed, slowly lifting off the ground and flying in that direction.

Galen sat in the plane and looked at the scenery below.

"Where is Dam?"

"We have already fought against the vampires of the Wellington family. Three of his four forward troops took action, but they were surrounded by the lowest level cannon fodder, so the losses were a bit..."

On the plane sat Angel, the computer genius from Nighthawk. This woman was wearing thick eye shadow and foundation, and her fingers were tapping quickly on the computer in front of her. The computer screen was so flickering that it was almost impossible to see what was going on.

"Some losses are normal. The opponent is not a human being, and it is within our acceptable range."

Garen nodded. Most of the men he brought this time were from the mercenaries, that is, the Nighthawks. They would be fine using high technology and advanced weapons to fight, but the real thing would be to include vampires who are not afraid of death.

, that would not be enough. So his real subordinates are actually three people: Damm, Sedon, and Quentin.

The Water Bird Fist of the three of them has all reached the third level or above, and this time they asked Dam to perform meritorious deeds. He was responsible for the entire process. This guy has directed annihilation battles many times. His combat talent is very strong, and he is an expert in this field.

"The opponent is very powerful. According to the information Master ag gave us, the opponent has sent at least a hundred vampires and dozens of lower-level vampires." Angel's voice was slightly excited. This is the legendary vampire. It can

Fighting against legendary creatures is unmatched by any battle.

Garen nodded.

Dam's strength has actually reached a terrifying upper level. This increases with the upper limit of his Galleons. Because of the ancient soul attractor aura, the increase in Galleons will affect Dam and Hosiman.

Their own strength adds stronger accumulation to their power.

In fact, this is the most terrifying thing about Garen, and it is also the truly terrifying thing about the secret weapon of life. All his subordinates who are contaminated with the aura of his soul can strengthen themselves as he strengthens.

As long as Garon's attribute quality becomes stronger, his soul followers will also become stronger.

This is the legion-level sign that Hesas mentioned many times...

The so-called legion level, the reason why it is called legion, is that it means that one person can affect the entire legion, not only because he has the power to fight against the legion.

This is a sign of the legion level, but Garen is actually still far away from this realm. Now he only once practiced the Northern Halberdier Cold Flame True Water Evil Art. Because of the enhancement of the soul seeds of this evil art, he has slowly gained

Such a little sign.

So the enhancement part depends entirely on the degree of enhancement of the evil power seeds.

Looking at the large groups of men below, they were surrounded like a huge army.

"Could it be that Dam directly mobilized the local garrison..." Garen frowned.

"Absolutely." Angel nodded, "Marshal Dam used the pretext of suppressing bandits to secretly dispatch the Cheetah Mountain Division stationed here, but it was mainly responsible for artillery training. It was our people who entered the palace directly. It was just the regiment leader, and our people were trained.

Yousu is just an ordinary person, so a frontal attack will probably cause huge losses."

"It doesn't matter, just look at the gap between us and the vampire family."

Garen said slowly, "If you don't go through the wind and rain, you will die sooner or later."

Garen carefully sensed the individuals on whom he had sprinkled his soul seeds, plus the first batch of fighting club members and the second batch of students, there were more than thirty people in total. All of these people were in high positions, had strong backgrounds, or had potential.

amazing.

As their soul seeds strengthened, they seemed to have undergone subtle changes, and their strength increased to a certain extent. (To be continued...)


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