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Mission6Knight 2

Foreword:

No matter how many reasons you give, you can't make me hungry!

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[Part1·Overestimating one’s abilities]

"Brothers Xiang Zhaolie and Xiang Zhaoyi and I heard the sound of gunfire coming from the north of the market and rushed over immediately."

Ashue led the two Pang clan members to lean next to Gloria——

"——Master Feather, it seems you are injured?"

Gloria didn't want to admit it, but she couldn't argue. All her clothes were shattered by the bomb attacks of the dragoon scouts. She was half-clothed and looked embarrassed, leaning against the battered silver cabinet, wrapped in the accounting curtain as a cold clothes, her hair

It has just grown, but it is just a layer of red down, which is completely different from the beautiful and smooth blond hair when we first met.

She said angrily: "Get out."

The two Xiang brothers immediately retreated, but A-Xue did not leave in a hurry. Instead, she looked at Lord Feather carefully with a joking expression.

"Priest Judas knows about you, and your little thoughts cannot be hidden from him."

The green-gold half-wolf, who had become a follower of the Unity Church, threatened in a low voice.

"Lord Feather, you want to bypass the Guiyi Holy Church and establish your own sect. How could the patriarch allow this to happen?"

As a mercenary who controls the wars of various countries in the Central Plains and mediates conflicts between various warlords, Ashue is more sober than Gloria, understands Xia Bang's situation better, and can better understand the current situation.

"The person who hurt you is a proud and virtuous soldier of the war regiment. The weapons used are only bargains that can be bought in the mortal world for more than 1,700 currencies, which is about half a month's salary of an ordinary person."

"There is still a living life and a heart that is not afraid of death."

"I think you, Lord Gloria, also know that [Sing For Me·Sing For Me] cannot protect you very well. Perhaps a hundred or two hundred years ago, it could still allow you to be protected by your destiny."

"You are an invulnerable and brave general on the battlefield, and a eloquent favorite in the emperor's cabinet. Luck always favors you. When you encounter troubles, just throw the dice and everything seems to become clear immediately."

"But now, this despicable and cunning war group, I don't know, the so-called suicide attack can actually hurt your noble body."

Ashue smiled crookedly and said——

"——The great god of wine, bringing joy and joy. Another incarnation of the god of fertility. It seems to have ceased to exist."

These words of praise were like a loud slap on Gloria Sebastian's face.

She is not willing to give in! She will never give in!

If it weren't for these weird modern weapons, if it weren't for these strange soldiers on the other side of the ocean, she would still be the master of East Malaysia Port and the god who controls all destiny.

At first, Judah and the members of the Guild talked about the wars in various administrative regions of the nine realms. Those sound and light movies, and the roar of artillery fire in the projectors, the primitive people of Shambhala could only half understand -

——Since the end of World War I, the human flesh business on the surface has become difficult to do. The Alliance collectively retreated to the paradise of Shambhala and controlled the Nine Realms through proxy wars. They were led by the gunsmith Anonymous.

All Platform Zeros were gradually destroyed, and the plan to control the underground world was aborted.

In order to reduce management costs, Judah has never delivered its most important core assets to the members of the Alliance.

This asset is [time] itself. Only the highest people in the power pyramid can obtain the privilege of feeling the changes of time. They can travel across various places, freely travel to the surface and the nine realms, and feel the surging tide of changes in the times.

In addition to some entertainment works and some imported products sent across the ocean to East Malaysia - to use a wonderful metaphor, Gloria is just like every commoner in Shambhala. She lives in an older era, which makes her eternal.

Keeping her youthful, this era makes her gentle and humble.

The times make her content with the status quo, like a lullaby, making her happy.

As long as Chabon's guild brothers continue to abide by the iron laws of this barbaric continent and do not contact the civilization on the other side of the ocean, then Judah can control the guild's subordinates with extremely low management costs.

The gunsmith's knightly combat skills crush the blood-granting monsters and smooth out the power gap of the bloodline.

The electricity, communications, engineering, and firearms of the atomic energy age can also shatter the power structure of Judah, causing this "calm" world to change rapidly, and fragmenting this "stable as Mount Tai" alliance friendship - and more likely to make the Emperor of Great Xia see hope and show hope for the future.

The civilized world on the other side of the sea at Pompeii asked for help.

Except for George Joshua, a bold channel dealer, there are actually very few immortals active in the human world.

More members of the Alliance, like Wang Damin, were imprisoned in a certain city by Judah using simple and crude checks and balances to work hard for the Dagda Cauldron's alchemy plan.

The same is true for Gloria. Even if she is Judah's life-protecting feather, she must continue to produce value if she joins the company of the Alliance of Eternals. As for the Dionysus Church that started the uprising in the name of the goddess Io, in Judah's eyes it is simply

It's extremely ridiculous, like a performance art that can't escape the palm of Judas no matter what.

The modern weapons brought by the Dragoons completely shattered Gloria's arrogance. Even if she watched it over and over again on the projector, no matter how miserable the death of the mercenary leaders on Platform Zero was - it was far worse than experiencing it in person.

This carnage of fire and steel, feel the pain of bombs and fragments.

Using the analogy of modern international relations, Gloria and the group of immortals staying in Shambhala are like the garrisons of many developed countries in Eastern Europe staying in the third world of Africa.

They use powerful spiritual energy as modern weapons to maintain the local order of primitive society. They are also called messengers of civilization and messengers of God by the locals - contributing to the glorious cause of the ogres.

But with Judas as the leader, these garrison troops will never be able to escape, and they will never be able to return to the real civilized world.

As a resource-rich country of human flesh, Bactria has absolutely no chance of contacting modern civilization under the control of Judah - Station Zero in various administrative regions of the nine realms must face expensive management costs and be branded by Vita

With the violent backlash of cannibalism, how could Judas dare to copy the business model of human flesh business?

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Overly conservative management strategies have brought about an extremely stable power structure. These garrison leaders are like blindfolded hard-working cows. As long as they have a few mouthfuls of grass to eat, as long as they have servants

When people are waiting for you, they will never think that there is a chaotic and dangerous grassland outside.

The vanguards of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult were once active in every corner of the Nine Realms Railway, and Judas did not dare to go deep into this fertile land of civilization, but hid behind the scenes and watched secretly - trying to use these mercenaries to find the answer to the new era, it seemed.

It's just a little short of success.

There is just a little difference. If Ao Mingde cannot survive the last harvest season, Judah may be able to move from behind the scenes to the front, enter the Council of Five Kings as a winner, and re-revise the rules of the game in the underground world - with cannibalism.

He uses the devil's methods to create a panacea, and uses clan law to impart blood and dignity to reshape the underground society composed of 40 million living beings.

However, Anonymous shattered this dream, forcing the leader of the Alliance of Eternals to retreat to the reservation of Shambhala to recuperate and conserve his strength, waiting for the next opportunity to attack.

The news of the gunsmith's death eased the tense atmosphere in the alliance. Judas, who was running around to maintain the operation of the church and was busy collecting essences for elixirs, also returned his focus to domestic affairs.

"Mr. Frater has been temporarily defeated. The war is going to be worse than you imagined. Wood Placker came to East Malaysia with a small group of troops and a complete command system at the same time." Ashue said this, gently

He patted Gloria on the shoulder: "The crying general has also turned into green gold. I'm afraid you are no match for them."

This bone-chilling chill penetrated the curtains and blankets, making Gloria tremble all over.

"Priest Judas hopes that you will stop playing around. The Alliance is the safest place and will protect you." Ashue took off his robe and covered it with Master Fei: "If nothing happens, I will

I will take you out of East Malaysia Port immediately."

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[Part2·Free fall]

"Leave here?" Gloria's inner pride did not allow her to escape: "Are you just admitting defeat? You haven't even started fighting yet! Are you just admitting defeat?"

For Gloria and Ashue, they have almost no intelligence visibility.

The patrol officers and soldiers at the Governor's Mansion were unable to deliver the news in time due to the bad weather.

The few news that can be learned at present is that the fairy fetus has been aborted, the fetus raising project in Dongma Port has failed, and there is no point in staying here. It is better to transfer Gloria elsewhere as soon as possible.

Perhaps to Judas, this fairy fetus is nothing. It can make the life-saving feather willingly return to the alliance's management system - this is the top priority.

The child was troubled at home and always felt that if his wings were stiff, he could fly far away. Judas also had a headache.

If you have suffered some hardships, know your parents' difficulties, and have been wronged outside, you will become filial when you return home.

Gloria will definitely be dissatisfied if she just uses sticks to educate her and Fret to intimidate her.

After being blasted with grenades by these dragoon scouts, Gloria might wake up.

Seeing that Lord Feather was still unwilling to give up, Axue hesitated in his heart - Judas Priest's decision was indeed correct. The arrogant and domineering Eternal One in the Alliance had many character flaws.

This is still an era without firearms and artillery. If they are allowed to see the power of modern science, they will not be able to pick up their jobs to eat. If they put down their jobs and curse their mothers, they will turn the leader's world upside down.

"General Crying is also my defeated general!" Gloria shouted: "Ask him to fight the general! I will definitely defeat him!"

Axue had been maintaining her soul power, and the rain and snow outside had never stopped. This burden made her physically and mentally exhausted. When she heard the nonsense in Gloria's mouth, she was finally so angry that her eyebrows were deformed and her facial features were distorted.

"If you're looking for death, I'll stop the snowstorm, and someone will come and take your life."

"There are at least a hundred enemies on the streets of Huachengwan. All of them have the ability to hurt your body and harm your soul. How can the crying general talk to you about chivalry? Are you an old fool? Gloria

·Sebastian!?”

These more than a hundred enemies were just vague numbers that Axue observed with inspiration. The rapid movements of the Dragoon regiment's scouts caused her to have this illusion and misjudge the number of soldiers in the battle group.

Do you want to say that Gloria still has usable soldiers?

If the chieftains of the gentry clan in Dongma Port Township recruit militia, and the landowners are mobilized to recruit farmers as temporary fighting force, plus the Governor's Palace and the garrison troops around the port area, there will be at least 30,000 people capable of fighting.

There are also a small number of blood granting units in the Dionysus Church, with dozens of followers, and there are animal stables in the Queshan ruins. It is also an army that can be used in an environment without sunlight.

But the bodyguard in charge of local security in East Malaysia still has to find Fret Caesar, the devil in the prison world.

Although that is said, mobilizing troops requires food and wages, and recruiting militia requires time. Water far away cannot relieve fire close by. According to what Ashue said, once the snow stops, Gloria may not be able to get out of this room--she will be brutally beaten.

Mingde's battle group encircled and destroyed them.

If it had been two or three hundred years ago, [Sing For Me·Sing For Me] would have taken her on horseback to break through the siege and write a legendary story in the history books of Chabon. She could dodge flying arrows,

Breaking through the enemy's formation, you can rely on this strong body to kill all directions.

Just now, the "cave bird" who was overestimating his capabilities, pretending to be "eagle" and showing off his bravery, and the terrifying look in his eyes as he carried explosives to kill himself, Gloria couldn't help but feel chills all over her body, and fear rushed straight to her forehead, making her two parts of her body tremble.

Dare to think carefully.

"Obviously she's a nymph! She's obviously a bitch who can only crawl on the ground, but she's using these despicable and shameless weapons to harm me!?" Gloria shouted angrily: "Is there any justice? Is this fair?"

Ashue is a green gold who has seen the world, so she replied casually without taking it seriously: "Master Feather, do you also like to talk about fairness?"

"I lay eggs and raise babies for Judas!" Gloria tightened the ropes of her cloak, becoming more and more afraid of the cold: "The proud and ruthless Mingde came to kill me? It didn't go to trouble Judas? Why did it come to me?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Asue is a werewolf, and when he found the opportunity, he even scolded his master: "Cats can eat bird meat, you and Judas are both birds."

Gloria began to feel aggrieved: "Why?"

"Forget it." Axue tilted her head: "The cat might say, you can't go hungry, right? No matter how many reasons you have, I will still eat people, just like cats want to eat birds."

"Just leave like that?" Gloria didn't want to argue anymore, her will to survive overcame her inner pride: "What should I do with this city?"

"Frett can still drag on for a while." Ashue made a reliable judgment in her heart: "His entanglement with Wood Plunk will be unsolved for a while, and the Horcruxes scattered throughout the underground sewers, as well as his demon

Chi, these hell mediums are difficult to destroy with firearms and can delay time."

"As for Dongma Port."

Speaking of this, A Xue showed an innocent smile on her face.

"Let the angels take it away. It cannot fall into the hands of Ao Mingde. For the Judas Priest, the loss of any port is a loss that the alliance cannot bear - there will be a steady stream of enemies from the nine realms.

Send it to this bridgehead."

"Angel?" Gloria chewed the word carefully: "The incarnation butterfly has been killed by the crying general..."

"It's not this angel." Ashue shook her head and quickly corrected herself: "It's not this angel of the original seed, but an angel created by humans themselves."

Deep in the Queshan ruins, in the winding and rugged caves, in the complex underground water system where two large rivers flow from and into the sea, this group of underground ancient tombs houses a hot heart. It is the heart left by Judah.

East Malaysia's insurance measures - just like the incarnation butterfly with a golden face, are powerful "angels" that are unbearable for mortals.

It comes from 1968, from the Thule base accident in the United States.

A B52 bomber flying to the Soviet border for nuclear deterrence carried four thermonuclear bombs. When it flew over the Arctic Ocean, the bomber's heating system suffered a serious fire, and the crew had to abandon the aircraft and escape.

The bomber crashed on the ice cap of the Arctic Ocean. The four thermonuclear bombs sank to the bottom of the sea along with the hot fuel. Three of them were recovered afterwards. The conventional explosives used to perform the detonation procedure had already exploded with the bomber. And the nuclear explosion

Only the last of the seven layers of insurance remains for the program.

For the Mark 28 air-explosion hydrogen bomb that was not found, Judas organized a fleet through a private company to break through the ice and excavate it for many years, and finally delivered it to East Malaysia Port.

This is his ultimate insurance for staying in the East Malaysia Industrial Port. Once Gloria feels rebellious, or Ao Mingde takes over this production workshop, turning it into an important stronghold for the capture of Shambhala - this hot

A nuclear bomb will explode.

Death with the equivalent of more than two million tons of TNT will damage the groundwater systems of the Copper River and Niedun River in the Magpie Mountains, causing flash floods to overturn mud and rocks. Even if it is a dirty bomb, it can also pollute the industrial water in urban areas and cause serious damage to the city.

If the people of this city have nothing to live for, they will never become an engine of war that is ruthless and virtuous.

As for the last detonation safety, it is just that the deceleration parachute of the air-explosion hydrogen bomb is fully opened, and the adjusted and modified barometer and altimeter reach the appropriate reading, and maintain it at the detonation height for a period of time, meeting all air-explosion conditions.

From the shaft at the high point of the Queshan ruins cave, slowly open the "angel wings" and let it fall freely to complete the nuclear explosion process.

Whether it is Ashue, Gloria, or Judas who is hiding in the dark and making plans, these inhumane ogres have no regard for the life and death of all living beings in East Macau.

"My church...I..."

Gloria looked at the brightly lit towers on the Queshan hills in the wind and snow, and her eyes no longer looked complacent or awe-inspiring. All her youthful spirit had been drained away, and she seemed to have resigned herself to her fate.

Ah Xue took the prisoner's arm and opened a "transparent curtain" outside the door. Yu Xue obeyed and made way for a bright road.

"Let's go."


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