The battle was not over, and the night was still dark.

Although New York is the largest city in the New England region, it is the economic center of the American North and, not so long ago, the political center of the United States.

But even in such a central city of the United States, shootouts still occur every day.

However, there were not many that were as intense as today.

As a child, Ram has no fear of death.

He will not be distracted by the fear of death, nor will he have compassion for his enemies.

Under the cover of night, he was wearing dark clothes, slowly crawling on the ground.

After another round of fire, Drake took advantage of the reload to shout, "Ram?". Only to find out that this little child sent by Doug to himself didn't know where to run.

Despite his anxiety, Drake didn't look for Ram.

Whether it is a battle with cold weapons or a battle with hot weapons, it is the most intense confrontation for people, and there is no room for distraction.

Drake adjusted the rhythm of his breathing while playing up, so that the nerves of the excitement were slightly cooled down in order to conserve his strength.

In the gap between the two sides, Ram gradually touched the bunker in front of the enemy's position.

He pulled out all the grenades hanging from his waist and pulled them all apart, like toys, seemingly careless, but in fact waiting methodically.

Wait until the last second when they are about to explode before throwing them, giving the enemy no time to react.

Although the militia organization organized by the members and bosses of the North American Fuel Association is not very high.

But people have a lot of growth, and when they see something thrown in from the outside, their first reaction is to grab it and throw it out.

If the grenade is thrown in as soon as the tab is pulled, this is extremely correct.

However, it is definitely not a good idea to grab a grenade that is about to explode.

It's a pity that they also don't know when the grenade will explode.

"Bang!"

Ram, leaning against the bunker, felt as if the mountain was shaking by an earthquake.

Clods of dirt, unknown debris, continued to fall from the sky above the bunker.

In such harsh conditions, Ram did not stop what he was doing.

The grenades were still being thrown forward by him.

Some of the grenades were on fire.

Some grenades exploded only when they hit the ground.

Some grenades exploded in mid-air.

In the night, the fire that exploded from time to time devoured the enemy one by one.

"It's ......"

Even Drake, a war veteran, was still dumbfounded.

Although he is a combat veteran, he is familiar with the battlefield and has no fear. But that doesn't mean he's a good combat commander. The level of his command of battles was also only average in this era.

Moreover......

Even if he has the heart to command, how can his "brothers" be willing to carry out tasks with an extremely high degree of adventure and death if they are not careful.

After all, what everyone wants to do is to get rich.

"Is it ......?"

Drake suddenly thought of Ram who disappeared, could it be that this big scene was made by that little child?

"I can't!"

The people on the other side were even more shocked than Drake.

The gold owner who organized this team not only maintained a shocked expression on his face, but his heart was still dripping blood.

If you want to maintain such a fighting team, the amount of money you need to spend is definitely not a small amount.

The dead people are not a living life in his opinion, but a lump of gold coins.

When he held a telescope and vaguely estimated his losses, the people who were really in battle were not so objective.

Never overestimate a person's will to fight.

To win a battle, you don't have to kill all of them, just kill some.

One percent is not enough for two percent.

Two percent is not enough for three percent.

It's a pity that the enemy Ram faces is not the so-called elite.

With just one round of bombing, they collapsed.

Strips of white cloth, wrapped around the tops of the branches, flutter in the wind in the night.

Drake was still a little incredulous when he saw the white flag.

Surrendered?

The other side surrendered?

Could it be a scam?

Drake was still hesitant and didn't rush out to "take the prisoners" at the first time.

Their white flag, although Drake saw it, although the gold lord saw it, but it was in the blind corner of Ram's vision.

What's more, even Ram saw it.

I don't necessarily know what the use of this white strip of cloth is.

He didn't have any grenades, but he still had a gun.

He continued to crawl, changing a tricky angle, and a bullet eliminated an enemy.

Drake heard the gunshots, hesitated, and let his men continue to attack.

The battle became a one-sided form.

The opponent who has lost the will to fight is still cursing at first.

But when the cursed man is shot and falls, the rout is even faster.

Cautious Drake, did not pursue.

A smile appeared on his face, though.

It seems that he is about to make a lot of money......

Dusty Ram returned.

Drake saw Ram's face, and he sighed differently.

……

Although compared with the Age of Discovery, ocean-going navigation technology has still developed in the long run, and safety has been greatly improved.

However, it still takes a long time to get from the Americas to Europe.

The most taboo on board is the presence of sick people.

Because no one knows whether the patient's disease will be contagious.

However, Goofy, who was fished from the sea, was not returned to the sea despite having a fever all the time.

Because......

If you have money, you can do whatever you want.

The older gentleman paid enough money to buy the lives of a boatload of men.

Naturally, the captain was fearless.

However, it wasn't until he was about to land that Goofy fully regained his senses.

"Thank you. "Sober Goofy, compared to before, is more calm.

"Will you do anything with me, son?" asked the old gentleman kindly.

"No, I'm looking for my boss! he must still be waiting for me!" Goofy said, struggling to his feet.

"Your boss, kid, do you know where we're now?"

Goofy looked at the planks of the ship and shook his head.

"We're going to Europe right away. We'll anchor in London. Is your boss in the UK?"

"No...... He was ...... in New Haven"

"Hmm......" the older gentleman muttered, "if you really don't want your boss." Why don't you work with me and earn money to buy a ferry ticket back to the United States?"

"But...... I won't do anything. I'm afraid I can't help you, sir. Goofy apologized.

"My child, I can't learn. ”

"Yes...... Mr. ......"

"My kid, don't think too much about it, go and relax on the deck. The old gentleman said.

Goofy ascended the deck, a gloomy fog looming above the city's silhouette on the horizon.