Chapter 3: The Nobles of the Night
Finally, the Adeptus in his hand had turned into a dried corpse, and Los felt that he was at a critical point at this moment, only to see the blood he had just sucked turned into a warm current and rushed to his limbs.
At this time, Lows's eyes continued to switch between blood red and orange, and two small bulges also stood out behind him, and finally made a sound of "bang" the container closing, and Lows's eyes stayed in orange, at this time, only a "Slav" sound was heard behind him, and a pair of huge black bat wings were waving in the wind.
The symbol of the Baronial Bloodline!Orange eyes and bat wings, now Los has also become the nobleman of the night, Baron Los Bruch! Although it is only the lowest level of the aristocracy, however, in this dark world, Los already has its own place.
Before the sun rose, the two went back to the apartment, and when they got back to the apartment, Loes couldn't wait to start getting into the coffin to catch up on sleep. After all, the consumption of this battle is too great.
After sleeping until dark, Los lazily crawled out of the coffin, turned on his mobile phone, and found that he had thirteen missed calls on his mobile phone.
Why do you call yourself back to Paris when the fire burns? France is not only the base camp of the Bruch clan, the head of the thirteen clans of the blood clan, but also the headquarters of the Dark Council, so whether he should go home first or go to the headquarters of the Dark Council first, it is said that he should go home first, but as the Bruch clan with nine prince-level powerhouses, he really doesn't believe that there will be any big mess, even if there is any big mess, what can he do with a newly promoted baron-level blood clan? Just kidding, none of the nine prince-level powerhouses have settled the mess, and he can settle it with a small baron-level blood clan in the past?
After saying goodbye to Clark, Los quickly bought a plane ticket from New York to Paris, and hurriedly left, and after arriving in Paris, he got off the plane and saw a Rolls-Royce Phantom LWB parked safely in front of Loss. "Bonjour! (French: hello). A familiar face appeared in front of Loos. "Why are you?" said Los with some differences, Fide Lesenbra, the royal blood of the Lesenbra clan, the viscount bloodline, one of Loos's "fox friends". Feder took off his sunglasses and said, "Yo, baron." This New York is a good place, I can be reborn when I go there, and I will go back to it. ”
After getting into the car, Loes and Feder gossiped, "Eh, how could it be you?" and "How can your uncle have time, but this time, it was your father who asked me to pick you up." Feder chewed a piece of gum and handed it to Loth, who tore open the wrapper and asked, "My dad?" and "Yes, your dad." Fed asked, "Have you ever heard of the Deathwalkers?" "The Deathwalkers?"
The Deathwalker is an extraordinary army under the Ministry of the Interior, which is under the direct jurisdiction of the Dark Council, and has not launched a millennial holy war with the Holy See of Light. The strength is elite, and many young bloods are eager to flock to it, and the most important thing is that the captain of the Death Walker is a beautiful woman. No matter what race it is, even if it is a noble blood clan, it is inevitable that they will become a member of the Appearance Association, and besides, working under a pleasing female boss can be much more noble? The number of Deathwalkers is not large, and there are only twenty-nine of the three people in the logistics group, and they are all blood clans.
Deathwalkers are divided into three sections: the official Deathwalkers, the backup Deathwalkers, and the Logistics Group. There are 13 official dead walkers and 13 alternate dead walkers, a total of 26 people, and there are alternate dead walkers to replace them immediately after the official death walkers are casualized. Los is the alternate Death Walker, and if he is in such a hurry to find him back, it is estimated that the official Death Walker's death has died, so let him fill the gap. "Yes, you're really lucky, in order to ensure fairness, the captain drew the lot just right for you. "Seems to have guessed Looth's thoughts, Fidel said. There was a hint of envy in his tone, he had been in front of this alternate Deathwalker captain for a long time, but he couldn't turn positive, if he could, Fed would rather be an ordinary official Deathwalker than be some bullshit alternate Deathwalker captain. Now even Los, a gentleman, has turned positive.
Los had some expectations, although he was barely a member of the Deathwalker, but she really hadn't seen this female captain of the official Deathwalker. Fett drove Los to the Deathwalker base, only to see a black semi-circular building gradually appear in Lows' field of vision. Looking at Fidel's familiar look, he knew that he was not missing.
In front of the base, two men and women stood in front of the door and waited, got out of the car, and Fei De walked up with Los and introduced Los: "This is the captain of the Deathwalkers, the royal family of the Fanzhuo clan, the daughter of Prince Berg Fandro, the deputy speaker of the cabinet of the Supreme Council, and the niece of Prince Fino Fanzhuo, the head of the Judge Advocate General's Office. This is Baron Darlow Houns, the vice-captain of the Deathwalkers, of the Noble race. Then, he introduced the two of them, "This is..."Before Fidel could speak, Los interrupted: "Baron Loth, a member of the Dark Council's Interior Ministry's alternate Deathwalker, is here to report. Afterwards, a military salute was given. He didn't emphasize his last name, Bruch, he just wanted to tell them that he came through the back door as the Baron of the Blood, Loth, and not as the Speaker of the Supreme Council of the Dark Council and the Prime Minister of the Cabinet, the son of Prince Murphy Bruch, the crown king of the strongest blood of the Blood, or the head of the thirteen clans of the Bloodline, Prince Moya Bruch, the head of the Bruch clan.
"We, the official Deathwalker members, would like to extend a warm welcome to the new members. Twilight said. At this time, Loes had the opportunity to look at his new boss, a height of 1.72 meters, a weight of less than 50kg, a soft long golden hair very capabiliously tied with a leather band on the back of his head combed into a ponytail, there was no emotional wave in the ice blue pupils, this is a fair and flawless melon seed face, just like the flawless jade, as if it is the most perfect work of art in the hands of Cain, the ancestor of the blood clan, the perfect golden ratio height, the slender and slender legs are even more charming against the backdrop of straight black trousers, the bright red lips are matched with the faintly visible braided white teeth that make people want to stop, every part of her body is just rightHowever, the strange thing is that she does not have the enthusiasm and unrestrainedness of Western women, but has a feeling of oriental classical women, ah, a stunner in the blood clan.
After entering the Deathwalker base, Los took a photo with the other ten colleagues one by one, and Darlow took Los to the arsenal and personally selected a weapon for Loss: "Hey, little luck, take your weapon." After that, he handed Los a Famas automatic rifle, which was made by the Casting Hall, one of the Dark Twelve Halls under the Dark Council, based on the French-produced Famas automatic rifle, and the bullet also had a spell-breaking effect, with a magazine capacity of 25 rounds, which could be single-shot. There are three bursts of fire and bursts, high shooting accuracy, effective range of 300m, high rate of fire, strong stability, caliber 5.56mm, total length 757mm, barrel length 488mm, full gun mass (excluding magazine) 3.61kg, including magazine and scope 3.8kg, muzzle velocity 960m/s, theoretical rate of fire 900 rounds / min, that is, the ammunition capacity is a little less, the fire continuity is poor, the firing noise is large, and a silencer can be installed.
Then, Darlow pulled out an M500 revolver from the iron shelf of the arsenal, leveled the pistol, and aimed it at the target with a shot. M500 revolver, known as the most powerful pistol, mostly used for hunting, powerful can kill an elephant with one shot, this gun is 0.50 inches of caliber, that is, 12.7 mm, fire 0.50 inches of Magnum high-power pistol bullets, because the bullet is too large, the general revolver can hold six bullets, and here can only hold five rounds, the kinetic energy of the bullet it fires, than the 50 caliber Desert Eagle double, the whole gun is 457mm long, the barrel is 266mm long, the whole gun is 165mm high, the weight of the whole gun without bullets is 2.32kg, close to the weight of a light submachine gun, the grip is polymeric materialThe runner seat is a special X-type, and the grip is not much different from the K-type, but the volume of the runner seat is quite large, and it is not suitable for wearing on the waist. ”
Then, Darlow handed Loos a black double-edged dagger with barbs at the end of the blade and blood grooves on the blade, and the black blade flashed with a hint of coldness. "This dagger is made of exotic meteoric iron, titanium, and mythril, and because the forger hung up in a battle, this half-finished dagger is only at the level of a second-order magic weapon, but for a new baron-level bloodline like you, it's more than enough. And then, there's this, pearl grenades, Swiss goods, even if it's our base, there aren't many, so each person can only wear one, and you have to save a little bit of it, understand?"
Afterward, Darlow led Los to a cabinet and opened the door, revealing several sets of black, glowing armor. "This armor is made of obsidian, and it also has the level of a second-order magic weapon, and its protection performance is also good. Darlow said, "Then, each of our Deathwalkers needs to carry 750 rounds of ammunition per mission, and you can go and stuff those bullets into the magazine now." "What, what? so much? How to bring it over. Loos's eyelids twitched, a magazine of 25 rounds for the Famas automatic rifle, 750 rounds of ammunition is thirty magazines, not to mention that there must be more than ten kilograms, let's just say that the blood clan is strong, and it will not have any effect after being on the back, but the problem is that the magazine of a body is also very hindering.
"I'm afraid you've forgotten about this, have you?" Darlow gave Loos a wide roll of his eyes, then pulled out a spatial ring. Los was relieved when he saw it, don't look at this thing is small, but there are a lot of things that can be held, and dozens of magazines are all small kisses. Los put on his armor, fastened the loop, and chatted with Darlow while loading his magazines: "We are different from the regular army, the regular army usually only goes out when the war really starts, we Deathwalkers belong to the internal affairs army, and we wander the streets all day in civilian clothes, responsible for spying on all kinds of intelligence and investigations, so we often eat guns inexplicably, like the unlucky ghost you substituted." "CIA?" asked Lowe. "Almost. Darlow said: "Before that, you need to train for a month. ”
"Training? I was already on the bench. "Loeth Road. "It seems that you still don't understand the gap between official and alternate. "Darlow looked at Loos like an idiot.
Next, it becomes a month of hellish devil-style training: shooting, fighting, driving, jumping training and obstacle training, this kind of high-intensity training, even if Los is a blood body, it is a little unbearable, although the blood will not be tired physically, but mentally.