At noon, a large group of men appeared from the road west of the station. It was armed men, but we just relaxed after a moment of tension and went about our own business again. We have a lot going on here, and at least we have to clean up a place to eat and sleep for ourselves.

The person who came was Milic, and the size of the team was completely unexpected. There were at least 100 people in this team, all of them were well armed, and they didn't look like more than 100 inexperienced young people, but at the moment their morale was quite high, and many people were talking and laughing and coming towards us.

After a few moments, the group stopped, rested on the side of the road, and out of the group came four people, one of whom I knew, Milic. I glanced at Yugovic next to me, and from his expression, he was surprised that Milic had suddenly pulled such a team.

"Haha. It's great to see you two standing here. Although the station is a bit dilapidated, our plan should be considered a success. "Milic came to me and Yugovich with the three men.

"It should be said that it was quite successful." At this moment, I am still somewhat grateful to Milic, although our enemies should be the same, and we should work together, but in the case of the here and now, it is possible to gather a group of people to act according to the plan in a short period of time and successfully achieve the goal, of course, Milic also has a purpose, but I have to say that it is not easy.

Milic and I hugged for a while and looked at the other people, two of whom were dressed strangely. One of them had a beard, a brown beard, and was wearing a black robe? There's one hanging on that chest.。。 Huge... Cross? This is a priest? Orthodox priests?

And the other one, although wearing camouflage, wears a windproof goggles, and has a German-style M35 steel helmet on his head? If you just look at the head, you think he is a German soldier on a motorcycle in World War II, but the weapon that this guy carries on his arm... The round drum reminds me of Soviet World War II movies and toy guns from my childhood. Bobosha? Submachine guns of the Soviets?

The last one is relatively normal, at least judging from the outfit. After hugging the old guy, Mirić pointed to the priest next to him, dressed as a priest: "This is Vukovich, and now he is a priest." He helped us a lot in this operation, and he brought many people here. ”

"Hello. My friend, are you religious? "This pastor actually asked me if I had any religious beliefs, was this trying to pull me in?

I looked at Milic in embarrassment and didn't know how to answer, when the man with the M35 steel helmet standing next to the priest suddenly flashed in front of the priest and said, "Vukovic, you should convince those Albanians to join the church, then we will save trouble." ”

Milic smiled and said, "This is Trovic, a. . He is an avid fan of tinkering with old goods and copying old things. ”

"What is tinkering with old goods, imitations? It's called a collection, it's a collection. As he spoke, he picked up the bobosha he was carrying and said, "See? Is this a copy? It's called artwork. ”

"Alright! Artist. Just for these works of art of yours, don't you think it's troublesome to have someone carry ammunition and accessories on your back? Milic quipped.

"So what? I didn't ask your people to help carry it, I have someone myself. And didn't my two MG42s help much? How do you say the effect? The guy named Trovic in the M35 steel helmet looked very angry and lifted the windshield up, buckled it to the steel helmet and looked at Milic and said.

"Effect... It works well. It's not advanced, though. Mirić looked at Trovic, who was already approaching, and immediately changed his words: "But it is really powerful, and it will beat the guards hiding in the house into a sieve at once." It's amazing, it's really amazing. ”

"Of course, that's my special one, you see it's MG42 but I've modified it, and now this one can modify the firing rate, and the barrel is more durable. Bullet.. ”

"Alright, alright. Don't boast about your antiques anymore, they are all made now, and there is no old thing. The most normal man pulled Trovic away.

"Old. . . Old stuff? Really old stuff, those are relics! Do you know about cultural relics? Trovic called out unconvinced.

And the person who pulled him away didn't seem to care about Trovic's displeasure at all, and stretched out his hand directly to me: "My name is Brotz, and I am the leader of a militia. ”

After shaking hands with the most normal-looking Brodz, Milic spoke, "These are the men I have brought to attack the Earl's hinterland with me. They each have some armed forces, don't think about it, they are different from those armed organizations, most of their armed organizations are for self-defense, and basically they will not take the initiative to attack others, let alone compete with other organizations for power and profit. ”

"That's a good point. If it weren't for the Earl's constant expansion that threatens our normal life, we wouldn't have taken the initiative to attack him. Brotz began.

The priest, Vukovich, shook his head and did not speak. And Trovic said with a depressed face: "You must find a chance to break into his lair and raid his home." ”

"Good!" I looked at the appearance of these guys, they all looked bitter and hateful, and I secretly screamed in my heart. If I can unite with these people, it will be much easier for me to deal with the Earl.

"Let's go to the station and rest. Although it is dilapidated now, the good thing is that we have food ready and we can talk while eating. I spoke.

Entering the station, we found a house that was not very badly damaged and sat down in it. I looked at Miriqi and said, "Have you met Keqiman and them?" Didn't the Earl's reinforcements block you inside? ”

Milici looked at me and smiled, "Of course! Of course we met them. Both the Earl and the Cochleman met. However, as soon as the Earl's vanguard appeared, we withdrew and began to retreat. We killed and wounded a number of people in the Earl's domain, making a stance along the way to a large warehouse where the Count's center was located. Recently, we've broken through to the big warehouse, which is only more than two hundred meters away. ”

"There's something good there." Trovic said unwillingly with a look of pity.

"No wonder the Count left so quickly. So you guys hit that fast? "It's really unexpected for Milic to be able to play to this extent.

"Hmm. These guys, as well as their men, are all experienced, much better than my boys. And everyone is also very united, among them, Vukovic is still very familiar with the terrain of the county, so the fight is very smooth. Milic said.

"The Earl suffered such a big loss, and did not send anyone after you?" I asked.

Mirich nodded, "Yes." How not? However, the pursuit was not resolute, and it felt more like it was forcing us out. We were meant to leave, so the two sides had a tacit understanding, and we withdrew from the earl's domain without much fighting. It was only after dawn that the count began to act in earnest. But they didn't chase far, and they arrived. The Earl's men were very careful, and immediately stopped when they noticed that there were suddenly more people here. After asking me about the situation, Cochic and Fastich led the men into the Earl's territory. ”

"He didn't let you go with him?" I asked.

Milic shook his head, pointed at Vukovic, and said, "You don't have much friendship with Keqiman, and I don't think Keqiman wants us to be too involved. Perhaps it was his confidence that had been boosted when he heard me say that we had attacked the Earl's most central place. He quickly went with Fastić with the people. Now it is estimated that he has already fought with the earl. ”

I let out a long sigh of relief when he said this, and although I didn't like Kirchiman and Fastich, and didn't know much about their team's combat prowess, it should be enough for the Count to drink anyway. Win or lose this time, I think I'll have time to think and prepare for the future.

Just then, there was a knock on the door and a report came in to report that Milk had returned, and that they had brought a few others with them. I stood up and looked at these people and said, "It's a companion of mine who came back, who led people to the direction of the earl's territory to reconnoitre, maybe he didn't go the same way as you, I didn't meet him, I went to see him first, you rest first, someone will bring food soon." With that, I glanced at the old fellow and motioned for him to stay, while I made my way quickly towards the gate of the station.