Foreword:
If you want to please a girl, you have to bring some sadness.
Lev Nikolayevich Tolstoy | "War and Peace"
[Part①・Rest area]
Organization and deployment are a crucial part of the battle. Soldiers who complete the deployment earlier will have the opportunity to win. They can freely choose the location and time of the battle and gain a huge ambush advantage.
Pellerini has very strong deployment capabilities, but not much command ability——
——This is the fighting style of the Alliance of Eternals, and it is related to their way of operating behind the scenes all year round to control the overall situation.
They are like mold viruses in dark corners, sowing evil seeds in the railway system, allowing them to take root and sprout, turning into uncontrolled tumors. The initiators can stay out of the matter and leave the place of right and wrong early without taking any risks.
They do not participate in the combat process. They only need to let the right people assume the right responsibilities and let the right disaster happen at the right place to complete a series of chain explosions.
This method of operation can actually be seen everywhere in our daily lives. The offshore balance used by the United States of America in the secular world also includes various public security wars, information wars, economic wars, color battles that trigger regional riots, and the disintegration of people's hearts. battle for public opinion.
Generals far away in the Pentagon will certainly not be directly involved in commanding combat tasks. Rather, these operations will be completed by mercenary companies or other agents - commonly known as outsourcing.
Similarly, what Pellerini needs to do is to use the human flesh business to complete orders one by one, so that the right laborers can appear in the right positions, create resistance for the Anonymous, and create life-threatening crises for the team members of the Fairy Tale Kingdom. .
The total budget for this operation is fourteen elixirs——
——Unlike the endless villains in the comics, Pellerini’s power chips for recruiting troops are very limited.
They come from the trade route of the volcano city of Eureka, and from Mr. Luo Ping'an's hometown, a place called "Bacteria". Its production capacity is low. Each elixir needs to be accumulated with human life and washed with blood. It is a great evil force shared by all living beings, so that ordinary homo sapiens can shed their mortal bodies. After taking the elixir, they can become " immortal".
In addition to Marley Perrault and the Bartons, there are also several armadillo hunters who have received this honor. They have obtained soul power through the elixir. There are also a few unlucky ghosts who have swallowed the elixir. Their weak essence cannot withstand the beasts of chaos. The spiritual pressure turned into a butterfly, which had been destroyed by Pellerini and disposed of as scraps that had lost their minds.
Talking about the crucial combat conditions of combat deployment, among this group of armadillo hunters, there are lone travelers recruited from various places, as well as the remnants of the large-scale Crazy Butterfly war gang. After the six-year expedition, these people are holding back He was so angry that he could no longer live the life of serving the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult. If the criminal wanted to re-enter the railway system, he would have to either be beaten and then do corvee work, or be shot and then go to hell to do corvée work.
As a well-known figure in the industry, the leader of the Red Fortress warband believes that he has found a way out for his brothers.
He is eight feet tall and his industry code name is [CC] - he is thirty-nine years old and comes from a Redstone family in District 15. He has always believed that he has giant blood.
I saw the leader of the war gang from about twenty meters away. He looked like a strong man with a strong back and a strong waist. He was cheerful, violent and evil. Before the rise of the Anonymous, it was a picture of rich and powerful, life and death in the sky, and war gangs fighting for territory. The wind is quite fierce, and the winner usually has to check the three generations of the loser's grandparents and follow the network cable to kill all the enemy's netizens to feel at ease, leaving no one alive.
When Mr. Pellerini found the old members of the Crazy Butterflies in Red Fortress, he had a long chat with CC, talking about the past of the Holy Religion and the good times six years ago. So healthy and everything is fine, just like a fairy tale.
The two liked each other and hit it off, and decided to do something. However, in one day, CC gathered more than 60 brothers to carry the flag of the red fortress again, hoping to regain the old habit of eating human flesh in the boring and dreary retirement life. Passion.
"Brother CC! With your physique, your abilities, and your soul power!" The steward of the war gang spat and gathered at the dining table in the rest area of the gas station to chat with the leader: "I think now Today, even if the angel of love, Concho Johnny, is here! He is not your enemy!"
The tall and burly CC at the head of the dinner table nodded, with a simple and honest smile on his face, which made him feel very friendly. He had a dark red round head and clean shaven beard, just like... The courier man who rides a three-wheeler to deliver goods downstairs is just an ordinary person.
CC simply ordered: "Eat."
The brothers at the dinner table became anxious and immediately grabbed their chopsticks and steel spoons——
——There is joy under the table, but it is not so normal at the table.
It was the clerk and the cashier in the rest area. They asked these ogres to take off their clothes and had already finished cooking in the back kitchen. The soup and water had been skimmed off the foam and grease, and the skull and eyeballs could still be seen. It was a terrifying feast of human flesh.
"You have become Lord Pellerini's wings of light." The thin butler sat next to Brother CC. He didn't move his chopsticks in a hurry. He didn't touch the leftovers until all the brothers were full, and just patted him. : "If there is an opportunity for success in the future, could you please say a few kind words in Lord Pellerini's ears?"
CC took his time and used his iron chopsticks to pick up the red oil-stained lung slices of the couple from the owner’s house in the rest area, and responded slowly and lowly: “That’s right.”
The steward then said: "As for the quota for the next elixir, Brother CC, do you think you can do it?"
Before he finished speaking, the war gang leader tilted his head and leaned down to smell the steward's scent, just like the wolf king of the pack checking the pheromones of his members.
The hair on the steward's body stood on end and he was very frightened.
The sound of Brother CC chewing food was very scary. Bright red oil chili sauce came out of his mouth and was stirred back by his rough and fat tongue.
"When we came out of District 15, what kind of storms did we not see? Just because of one thing, an anonymous person."
"It seems like nothing is right! Steward"
"My manager Dave, tell me, why is this so weird?"
The burly man spread his hands and shrugged at the steward, his face full of innocence.
"The third child hid in Jiukou Hutong and worked as a laborer, killing fish for people every day."
"The second child died at the gunpoint of Guangling Zhizhi."
"Ah Ba no longer does the bustard business, and went directly to Xinwutai Mountain to become a monk. Last month, the circle of friends was still pushing me the new activities of the temple, which are coupons for praying for wishes, buying three for one for incense, and worshiping Buddha. Kneel down and kowtow twice, and it will be counted as three times of merit."
"I went back to find Lao Wu. Lao Wu has two daughters. They are both studying in Galahad and their grades are very good. They work in Anonymous's bar during the summer vacation. When they talk about gunsmiths, these two girls are so happy!"
"Boss Dave, Boss Dave"
CC never calls himself the boss, but lets the stewards and brothers form a human network of war gangs.
"Who do you think the next elixir should be given to? They gave up a lot for this war gang, a lot."
Steward Dave had cold sweat on his forehead and finally choked out a sentence -
"——Then let's not talk about this first! Let's eat!"
Brother CC nodded: 'Yeah! Have a meal! '
After everyone had had enough to drink and eat, the workers in the rest area were summoned to clean up the remains of the boss and his wife, and the bones of the cashier and other colleagues were cleared from the dining table. The remnants of the war gang came to the recreation room. Manager Dave finally couldn't control his inner greed and talked about the elixir with Brother CC.
You can know from the previous article——
——Pellerini has no extra elixir reserves.
So where did the quota for this elixir come from?
We followed CC's strong arms to the decorations in the entertainment room.
Hanging on the wall are gas-operated hunting guns, two large elk head decorations, and an unlucky guest of honor.
It was too late to deploy, but he set off immediately when he heard the summons bell. He worked in the Ranger Regiment and had extraordinary marching ability-Hasburn Madison.
He was no longer human, his skull was deformed after being beaten, he was blind in one eye, his hands were chopped into pieces by the enemy, and his body was covered with steel nails that were pierced into the wall and became a new decoration.
He had no chance to deploy at all. The journey to the capital was fast and urgent. After leaving the railway line, the satellite signal became weaker and weaker. He was suddenly attacked by these ogres when he borrowed a phone in the rest area and contacted the teacher. .
This is the surprise that Pellerini left for the gunsmith. After Haitang's defeat, the Red Fortress was the second line of defense against the gunsmith. Instead of following high-value targets, they ambush at gas stations with relatively weak security procedures. Try to Kill the gunsmith here.
But before the gunsmith arrived, Haspen had already arrived——
——Now that CC has more military exploits, he can also ask for one more elixir from Pellerini.
Manager Dave will naturally seize this opportunity. If he can become the Wings of Light of the Eternal and control an area, he will be like the God of Love in Eureka! Can live a life like a god!
wealth! Beauty! that power! These things are at your fingertips! Movie stars would line up to crawl into his bed, and regional governors would kiss his toes!
He will be more low-key, at least more careful than that stupid Johnny Johnny, as long as he becomes "kinder", does some charity, often attends social activities in the station system, and makes everything look legal and compliant. If you carefully manage all this behind the scenes of the masses, you can live a perfect life calmly.
Not only Dave thought this way, but there were many leaders of the Crazy Butterfly Holy Cult who believed that they could control the power of holy blood and elixir. They believed that their sanity was strong and could maintain their humanity, and they used this power to do some good deeds - —Now everyone with names and surnames has gone to Gongde Forest.
[Part②·It’s time]
Brother CC is different, he is simply bad, so bad.
He made a video call to Mr Pellerini to show off the loot and ask for more money.
Then he asked his younger brother to torture Hasben on the wall, trying to kill the painting completely——
——The Canaanite life in Hasben's body protects him. He is very resistant to physical damage. Even though he is in the JPG version now, he might not die even if he becomes the ZIP version.
"If things don't progress, don't contact me." Pellerini's tone was a little impatient. The thing he hates most is talking nonsense.
In this regard, this wise immortal and Jason Megan have amazing similarities. They can't even listen to any lies and weird words pretending to be crazy, they just feel irritated.
"Boss, look who I caught?" CC pointed the camera at the wall and at Hasbon's bloody body.
"Oh my God!" Pellerini's eyes lit up, and then he asked: "How can you treat a prisoner like this!? What if he dies?! He has to live! He must live! As long as he lives Come down, that’s the gunsmith’s weakness!”
The two boys, armed with chisels and sledgehammers, worked together to create new holes in Haspen. Among the bloody wounds, some bright starlight could be vaguely seen, which was the hemostatic gel woven by Canaan's life essence to mobilize the essence, trying to save the host's life.
Pellerini cursed: "Why? Did he offend you? Scold you? Hurt you?"
CC scratched the bridge of his nose honestly: "Boss, human nature is evil."
Pellerini is angry and funny. He admires CC but thinks CC is stupid.
"Are you hurt?"
"No." CC told him frankly: "This guy's soul power can't hurt me. My spiritual power and physical body are superior to his."
"You can't do this anymore." Pellerini taught earnestly and sincerely: "There is an old saying in China: do what you don't want others to do."
"It must be given to others." CC immediately added: "Things that I don't even like must be given to the enemies to disgust them."
Pellerini just felt refreshing and natural, and it was so interesting to chat with this subordinate; "Hahahahaha!"
At this moment, Hasben regained some consciousness due to the pain coming from his torso——
——He lost so much blood that he almost couldn’t remember how he was injured.
How many enemies are there? Why did I end up on this wall?
Where is the teacher? Lost? How did you lose?
His brain was shocked and he lost most of the memory of the attack. He just walked into the rest area and asked the boss for his phone number and the WIFI password so he could contact the teacher - he also wanted to buy two packs of cigarettes, so he was selling oden while the cashier was selling him When he was walking, he was suddenly hit in the head by a huge spirit body, which almost killed him.
why? Obviously the blood-giving monster's pheromones have not been smelled, so the enemy's range should be very far! The destructive power is also very strong!
Could it be that the clerk in the rest area has become the monster's minions? To give them a sentry warning, did I fall into their trap? !
He wanted to struggle, to break free from the steel nails, but the more he struggled, the faster and faster the blood flowed. Within a few seconds, Hasband's consciousness drifted away again and fell into sleep.
"Boss, how should you reward me? It just so happens that the brothers want to ask - can this guy get a second elixir?"
CC held up her cell phone and walked around the room, trying to show all her relatives and friends to Mr. Pellerini.
But in the next second, Pellerini immediately changed his face! His head was covered in cold sweat, and his face looked so ugly that he looked like he was about to cry, as if he had met the King of Hell!
"Ah," Manager Dave cursed in a low voice, "You only know how to draw cakes, right? What a lousy boss!"
"I ask again, how much does Marlboro cost?"
The gunsmith leaned against the glass of the cigarette display cabinet at the front desk and asked the worker.
"There is also this bag of plastic cigarette holders. It should be worth twenty-one pyroxene currency. The taxes on cigarettes and smoking accessories are different in different districts, and the selling prices are naturally different. If you don't know, just call your boss. see me."
The worker looked nervously and eagerly at the side door, towards the restaurant and entertainment room. There was no boss there! They treat the hunters of the Crimson Fortress as appetizers!
"Me me me me me"
There is only one reason why Pellerini is so anxious to hang up the phone——
——The celebration party started damn early! Warband trash!
When CC's mobile phone scanned the room, there happened to be a gunsmith standing between the two boys watching next to the restaurant door.
Oh no, no, no, no! Oops!
Did he see my face? ! Did he see clearly? Pellelini was covered in cold sweat and quickly pressed the hang up button!
Puff——
——The short knife dug out a piece of fresh tender meat from the janitor's throat, and cut it open along with the blood vessels and trachea.
Like slaughtering an animal, the gunsmith's movements were quiet and neat, stabbing the sentry on the left to death and immediately sending the one on the right to hell to be reunited.
The splash of blood fell on the floor, and the resentful manager Dave finally noticed the tragedy that happened at the door of the restaurant.
The brothers were all staring at their phones, waiting for Big Boss Pellerini to talk about the ownership of the elixir, until the steward let out a shrill scream, Lord Pellerini hung up the phone, and Brother CC sent the message again. , the result is an indifferent [Please add the other person as a friend] message reminder, which will make you feel a little lost for a while.
"Been blocked?" The gunsmith shouted in a kind tone, "You're so damn unlucky."
CC didn't look back. The honest thug was still in a state of loss and shock, and didn't even have the heart to pay attention to this unfamiliar voice.
"Ah, what a bitch"
Gunsmith: "Be patient."
CC: "Fuck"
Gunsmith: "It's just like chasing a girl, you have to work hard. To please others, you have to express your sadness first. Melancholy makes men full of charm. My wife used to stare at me this way."
CC: "I'm not miserable."
The fighting knife whirled and hit CC's palm, hitting the cell phone until the battery burst into flames and exploded on the spot. CC hurriedly felt wind coming from the back of his head, and mobilized his spirit body to break his neck to avoid this fatal blow. of flying knives.
The gunsmith pointed at the monsters in the room——
"——Don't worry, it will be terrible soon."
(End of chapter)
