[part one·eternal disaster]
If Ajie’s debt collection team can only be regarded as annoying brats——
——The violent teams of different levels and armed forces in the Mercy Society, these monsters will now also suffer annihilation.
Walking out from the canyon pass of Eureka Volcano City, it takes ten hours to drive back to the civilized world of Ao Mingde. This city is just like the negative example that Wood Placker once said.
It is relatively closed and has inconvenient transportation. It is difficult for the regular army with heavy firepower to project force here. The Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult and the local rulers collude inside and outside to bully the countryside. Even if they put on the cloak of civilization, they still cannot hide their cannibalistic nature.
More than two million people are addicted to this prosperous metropolis. The trade to Shambhala makes everyone here eat a mouth full of lard, and ocean-going cargo ships that far exceed train freight bring endless wealth to this port.
The president of the Eros Mercy Society has indeed thought about the day when disaster will come. He has done a lot of homework and left a lot of backup plans, preparing to deal with Ao Hen Mingde, and continue to play this card on both sides of the gambling table, trying to delay the arrival of this day as much as possible.
How difficult it is to conquer a city. Since ancient times, any general who has read Sun Tzu's Art of War knows that——
——The best strategy for a soldier is to be good at attacking and planning, and to attack the heart first. A soldier who can defeat others without fighting is the best strategy.
Choosing to attack the enemy's soldiers with more and less is the best strategy.
Choosing to attack more with less and attack a city guarded by soldiers is a bad idea.
The proud and ruthless Mingde is the pioneer, leading the unknown people into the city to kill people. This is a picture that Kangqiao Johnny has never thought about, and it will never appear in his mind.
He had always just estimated that the worst case scenario was to form an army with a dozen attack teams, with some VIPs who were good at hunting as surprise troops, and to cooperate with armored combat vehicles to attack Eureka.
In front of this city with a population of more than two million, and in the face of natural dangers that are easy to defend and difficult to attack, these soldiers are like a joke.
VIPs are just survival experts who explore the unknown wilderness. They have never been combat experts. They may be able to deal with disaster beasts, have weird superpowers, can make tools, and can explore new maps for the attacking team - but when they encounter real The trench sentry tower with live ammunition also had to worry about its weak Homo sapiens bloodline, but a few machine gun bullets could shatter the skull and kill it on the spot.
Eureka's maritime trade with Shambhala would bring a constant flow of supplies, making it completely self-sufficient.
Aohun Mingde will inevitably be dragged down in this tug of war. The more than 700 kilometers of great plains serve as a logistics supply line. It is necessary to build a railway amid the harassment. This project is too fragile and too dangerous.
King Xin will destroy the communications of all military station radio stations, and will attack the electronic equipment of radar vehicles regardless of friend or foe. He wants to have an arm-wrestle with the God of Love and Mercy Association, but Ao ruthless Mingde is not qualified at all - this is exactly what Kang Que thinks. .
Only today did he realize how wrong he was.
He didn't know which rock this gunsmith and the unknown warriors came from.
Judging from the record of the Anonymous, their activity trajectory and combat record in the past two years, they broke into the dragon's den and the tiger's den alone against a hundred enemies, and cleanly cut off the brain of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult.
In the complex urban environment, their abilities of infiltration, intelligence collection, assassination and sabotage, frontal combat, etc. are incredibly strong. The gunsmith and the eldest sister seem to be from the next era, and are stronger than the previous version - against Qingshui In the annihilation battle in the Gulf of Mexico, the light infantry units of the rapid reaction force, under the tactical dispatch of the big sister, demonstrated the best combat qualities in the world, both on the surface and underground.
It is not appropriate to describe him as the King of Special Forces in the story, because the King of Special Forces does not have mature tactical coordination, he does not have sky-high-priced individual weapons such as the Morpho Suit, he does not have the psychic power to combine offense and defense, and he does not have such tenacious willpower and execution.
In the era when Johnny Canque was active in the attack team, any soldier who was pulled out of the Nameless Doe should be the leader of the attack team. He was respectfully entertained as a guest by the district governor, and his status and authority were far away. Extraordinary people.
But Kang Que couldn't figure out why such a talented person should be on the front line.
People like gunsmiths can find a business department to receive a salary, train their own team, and run their own businesses. They have already become bosses. Where can they do such dirty work?
Why would he be willing to charge into the battle for pride and ruthlessness? A beheading mission like this is a narrow escape. Every time he walks on the tip of the knife, his life is precarious and he will lose his life at any time!
Didn't the gunsmith and the eldest sister ever think about the fact that people only have one life? When you die, there is nothing left!
How much is the monthly salary? What are they trying to do?
What evil spell did Aohun Mingde cast on them? !
Is it really [love]? Is it [compassion]?
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Now that the matter has come to this, there is no way out.
Canque Johnny was very sober. The moment the boss arrived at Eureka Volcano City, it meant that the black cat was going to flip the table and had no intention of negotiating any terms for the bet. He must use the killer move of Anonymous Doe to directly attack the heart of the God of Love Mercy Society.
It doesn't care if other tumors will turn into new evil dragons after cutting off the body.
It is only afraid that the Anonymous will not kill enough and fast enough, so it will take all the accomplices in the human flesh business for the God of Love and Mercy Society, skip the trial process, and execute the death penalty directly.
Kang Que weighed the pros and cons in his heart, and realized that the God of Love Mercy Society could not escape this time.
He is one of the members of the Alliance of Eternals, and one of the few leaders of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult who can make decisions with Ao Mingde.
Lawrence Madison and others look like dominating drug lords - in fact, the entire team is limited by the type of industry, huge profits have brought expensive management costs, and the competition for talent recruitment channels is very fierce. This patriarch The adults tried to use drugs as a shortcut to bring down the governor of District 48, but the failure was expected.
The Eros Mercy Society is different. Apart from its name, this Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult has been completely cleansed in Eureka Volcano City. Even the governor of District 51 is a high-level migrant worker in the eyes of the Mercy Society cadres. Only here A freeport operation is almost equivalent to a house arrest and kidnapping-except for the human flesh factory related to the White Lady's products, ordinary citizens cannot feel the existence of the Vita brand at all.
If they meet the Anonymous Doe, the Eros Mercy Society will be scattered. Unlike the past where they used the tiger skins of the consuls to deal with inspections. When the Anonymous Doe kills all the tertiary and illegal industries, the consuls and the Snow Owl mobilization troops will be swept into history. Garbage Pile - Mad Butterfly will lose control of the city forever.
On the other hand, the tragic failure of the Eros Mercy Society will become a whetstone. After such a sword is sharpened and has a divine edge, it will be invincible and indestructible wherever it encounters other crazy butterfly religions. People who believe in blood butterflies will be frightened.
Among the Blood Butterfly Sects of all parties, there are not many people who can fight better than Johnny Johnny, and there are not many people who have the opportunity to fish for a land as rich as Eureka. Whether it is the combat capabilities of the members of the Blood Butterfly Chapter or the superpower of the leader's personal soul - the Eros Mercy Society is at the top of the ecological niche of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult.
If Concho Johnny falls here - there will be no red Morpho Butterfly that can fight against the Nameless One.
The next fifty plus years, before the next harvest.
This era belongs to the proud and ruthless Mingde.
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[part2·Gunshot whistle]
Two golden-blue figures broke into the gambling stall where the crowd was fading.
After entering from the main entrance, Xueming and Xiao Qi split up and searched the building to kill enemies in the front hall and backstage.
The three security personnel guarding the door on the first floor were originally sitting on the sofa smoking and playing with their mobile phones. In the dim environment, their eyes were dazzled by the strong light source of the mobile phones and the dancing ladies on the Eureka online TV live broadcast platform.
Xueming squatted next to the sofa and took another look at the live broadcast. Xiao Qi, who was rushing backstage from a distance, gave her fiancé the middle finger.
"These vulgar fans are really not as good-looking as you. I'm waiting for the signal from the two students. When the TV station is paralyzed, I will take action."
Xiaoqi responded on the radio: "I'm not blaming you for watching Beautiful Sister, I'm blaming you for not watching it with me! ~ If you have any good things, share them with me."
Before he finished speaking, the three young men sitting on the sofa finally came to their senses and looked at the strangely dressed gunsmith beside them.
They didn't recognize the Morpho Clothes, and they didn't know what the friend-or-foe identification light source of the V-shaped visor meant. They were almost blinded by the strong light from their mobile phones, and it took them a while to regain their sight.
It happened that the live broadcast on the mobile phone was suddenly interrupted——
——Hasburn has already started to take action.
Xueming took out a high-pressure gas dagger and stabbed it at the neck of the first person who bore the brunt.
The high-speed airflow instantly squeezed the unfortunate guy's neck trachea, cut the blood vessels in his throat, and quickly released a large amount of gas, bringing up a thick mist of blood that almost blinded the eyes of the two good brothers beside him. .
"They are all Level 3 armor, and the helmets look like they are from Yiwu."
Xueming quickly informed her lover about the enemy soldiers' armor configuration.
Seeing the other two boys struggling, they screamed in fear and tried to get up from the sofa.
The dagger stabs the hand, one by one without the support of the gas bottle.
The enemy soldier in the middle of the sofa had no time to stand up, his head tilted back, and he saw a hole as thick as a thumb on his neck. He was suffering from an incurable cervical spondylosis and was already dying.
The last one got up and resisted for a while. The anti-cut gloves were not very strong. The dagger stab was like a steel nail hitting the metacarpal bone, piercing the throat and staying in the flesh. Now he was dying and could not make a sound, but in a few seconds it would be gone. Stop breathing and die.
"They have guns on them." Xueming picked up two m92fs. It seemed that the God of Love and Mercy would like the retired equipment of the US military. "Honey, open the door."
From the backstage fire escape, Xiao Qi pushed open the door and walked out. There was a lot of blood on Morpho's clothes.
Xueming threw the bullet and girdle together, Xiaoqi caught it and put it on, then went back to work. It must be said that both husband and wife are very enterprising and never chat while working.
After counting the ammunition and checking the status of the firearms, Xueming carried the Hunting Goddess and Jing Guang on his back, and took the 92f as a temporary weapon to the main stage.
There were eight people gathered in the lobby of the gambling stall, four more in the VIP salon, and according to Tangning's information, there should be two more people backstage.
The three brothers guarding the door in the front hall were unable to pass on any useful early warning information to their accomplices until their death. Xiao Qi went to the backstage to search for the enemy. His hands and feet were very neat and he did not make any sound.
——So this situation is the combat environment Xueming is most familiar with.
Looking from the side of the stage to the southeast corner, the figure of the gunsmith looks like a cheetah, quickly approaching the unsuspecting enemy soldiers who are still eating their midnight snack.
I saw the old man who was kneeling in front of the gaming table, slapping his powder hard, his head tilted and he fell limply to the ground. His helmet rolled off, and a loud bullet exploded immediately!
Xueming finished refilling the gun without any hesitation, turned the muzzle and shot an unlucky guy nearby who had no time to draw the gun. At the same time, the table overturned and covered his figure.
The enemy soldiers reacted immediately and used their guns to search for the enemies in the darkness. The flashlights focused on the overturned gambling table, and the bullets shot out layers of sawdust, but no other movements were seen from the enemies.
In just a moment, the shadow quietly hid back into the darkness. These flashlights were all gathered together, and the contrast between light and darkness was so strong that the gunsmith was no longer in the bunker in the first round.
The enemies were distributed in a semicircular angle, and when the shooting range was focused on one place, they looked so fragile and breakable in Xueming's eyes.
He was almost shoulder to shoulder with the enemy, standing in the same line. The rest of his job was to raise his arm, draw the gun and fire.
The bullet exploded the helmet of the first lucky man, and the nylon strap cracked his jaw with the kinetic energy of the ammunition. Before the armor even hit the ground, his head was hit by a bullet.
The monster hiding in the shadows hugged the body——
——The lackeys in the gambling stalls wanted to fight back. The moment they turned their guns, they were surprised to find that their companions had blocked part of the shooting range.
The sound of clanking and cracking helmets rose and fell.
In this position, the gunsmith only needs to pull the trigger according to the proximity principle, hit one target, and then quickly move to another nearest target to continue shooting.
The feeling of calmness and calmness, like standing at a shooting range and shooting targets, was so good - it was like he was back in the training ground at Jiujie Station. The feeling of pistol bullets cracking open his helmet and knocking his brain was inexplicably reassuring.
Gunshots roared and murderous intent raged.
Physical transcendence, wind and thunder agitated.
Everything happened too fast. After the brief but extremely intense fire ended, the gunsmith threw away the body that was beaten into a hornet's nest in his arms. Two places on Morpho's clothes were hit by pistol bullets, leaving only two white marks. ——It is very fleshy and does high damage at the same time.
Eleven more bodies emerged from the scene.
There are two others standing, they are brainless people who have lost their heads and are steaming with heat even though they are dead.
The other one was unhappy because his head was still there. He was so frightened that he forgot to fight back and couldn't hold the gun anymore. He kept groping his body and chin. After making sure that his head was still there, he started crying and talking in Japanese.
"Don't kill me! Don't! Don't, don't, don't kill me!
!
Do not do this! "
Xueming didn't mean to save this guy's life, but because both boxes of bullets were empty. During the time he was changing the bullets, he heard the last one talking about life and ideals in an unhappy manner. He seemed to be very unwilling to do so. You have to go through the revolving door again.
"Don't kill me! I'm innocent! I still have a lot of things I want to do! I want to take Miss Yuko to Shambhala for a trip! I want to take elixir! I want to buy a house in the Second Ring Road! I still have two more I have a little sister to support! I want to eat tofu and roast pork! My fitness card hasn’t expired yet...I..."
Xueming had already changed the bullets. He raised his gun and waited for the unhappy brother to finish all the "can't ask for help".
"My exciting battlefield hasn't reached the highest level yet, and my friends in the game may still be waiting for me to go back..."
The unhappy little brother's face was filled with tears. Under strong stimulation, he burst out with an amazing desire to express himself amidst death threats.
"If they can't see me anymore, they will be very sad! I obviously didn't leave any last words, but I just disappeared forever... It must be very strange! It's very impolite to do this!"
"So don't kill me, okay? Don't kill me, okay? Why am I the last one? Why do you want to keep me until the end? This is really cruel!"
"Other seniors in the team, they can die instantly without even feeling the terror before death! It's such an enviable experience... But don't I deserve this experience? I can only..."
"boom!--"
The sound of gunfire overwhelmed all extravagant hopes.
Xiao Qi's question came over the radio: "You are so cruel! Why don't you listen to what he has to say?"
"I'm sorry, I actually wanted to listen for a while..." Xueming threw away the 92f and replaced it with a nearby one: "The barrel of the gun was overheated just now and it accidentally misfired. It's really not my fault."
At this moment——
——Right now.
Xiao Qi defeated the two enemies in the background and walked out from the main stage, preparing to meet her lover.
A figure with a reserved expression and an awkward figure emerged from the prop curtain of the Japanese style stage. It was a man.
This man looked to be in his forties, with a thin build and no armor. He stared directly at Xueming and Xiao Qi.
At first, both of them thought this guy was a guest in the casino and ignored him.
About ten seconds later, two thick candles lit up from the stage, and the light gradually revealed the man's true appearance.
"Two guests, just left like that? I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to explain to Takuma-sama."
Xueming turned around and was about to raise his gun and stop.
Xiao Qi was the first to answer: "Who are you, Your Excellency?"
Under the candlelight, the man looked very similar to Ishimura Takuma. He should be the manager of the casino arranged by the Ishimura family.
He just knelt and sat in the center of the stage, like an old general at the end of the shogunate era, looking at the two uninvited guests with a serious expression.
"I am the owner of this store and Takuma-sama's nephew. The two of them killed all my customers. I don't think my uncle will let me go. I must commit seppuku and apologize."
He slowly took two beautifully equipped knives from the stage and placed them in front of him.
"I am by no means a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death. I only hope that one of the two can fight with me on the stage in a sword fight to decide life and death."
Xueming: "Are you sick?"
"Asshole!" the eldest nephew of the Ishimura family said angrily: "I just want to be like a warrior! Die on the stage like cherry blossoms falling to the ground! I never want to bear the shame of defeat and escape! Don't you two even want to have such a little dignity? Give me alms?"
Xiao Qi took three steps and then rushed onto the stage, "Come on, come on! I'll fight you!"
The eldest nephew of the Ishimura family was quite pleased, and his whole face suddenly became radiant. He didn't wear armor, and he already knew his end. The two intruders wore armor and stomach, which were treasure clothes that could not leave any scars even with bullets. He really came to seek death, and he only pursued a sense of ritual. A distinguished person who is unwilling to commit suicide.
The eldest nephew picked up one of the knives and handed it solemnly to Xiao Qi's hand.
"please!"
Xiao Qi took away the knife, immediately took eight steps, turned around and stood ready, facing his opponent from a distance.
"please!"
Under the illumination of the candlelight, the two men stood frozen with their scabbards in hand, both taking firm lunges at an even pace.
A fierce duel is about to begin, and in the swaying flames, the light seems to begin to distort.
"It's burning!" The eldest nephew of the Ishimura family stared angrily and said happily: "Thank you! Thank you! My opponent! Your heroic figure is like a warrior general who kills evil spirits! It's going to burn!"
Xiao Qi crouched and held the handle of the sword, ready to unsheath it at any moment.
"It's about to happen!"
Ishimura's eldest nephew drew his sword out of its sheath.
"Ah! Let's settle it!"
Xiao Qi took the m92f from the scabbard and emptied the magazine.
Very fast!
very fast!
Mr. Ishimura didn't even feel any pain as he was shot fifteen times and died.
Xueming watched in the audience for a long time. He raised his hand and then let go, trying to rub his nose to relieve the embarrassment, but he couldn't because the visor of the Morpho suit was too thick and blocked his fingers.
He thought for a long time, but still didn't speak.
Xiao Qi threw away the knife, replaced it with a new magazine, tapped the camera on the visor, and spoke to her lover.
"The boss must like to see this."
