The next day, early in the morning.

"This is Calando, I'm sure you saw him last night. From today onwards, he is a member of our "Black Fire" and will follow us for the time being. ”

Monro gestured to Carlando, who was now almost 170 centimeters tall, and said to the seven or eight small leaders in the hall.

"Haha, head! He's so young, he's not afraid to follow you and lose his life? We're not joking. ”

"That's it! It is! Boss, you are so impulsive, take him and don't do it yourself, but he is broken. ”

"Then you didn't pay attention to his fight last night! That's called a ferocious, and you should join us. ”

"It's all quiet!"

Hearing the brothers ridiculing themselves, Monro suddenly couldn't hold the boss's face.

"Next, let's talk about the battle arrangements for "Coral". Previously, through the plan, we discovered a secret base of "Coral" on the island, which will be attacked by us head-on, and Abin's senior cadres led their subordinates to secretly assist us. Is there anything you would like to say about that? ”

Monro made a blank slap and glared fiercely at his subordinates who didn't like what he had just spoken.

"There's nothing you want to say, isn't it just a fight?"

"It's best to kill them, they always attack us in the province."

"That's right! Everyone who mixes gangsters is ruthless! ”

When Monroe saw the appearance of his subordinates, he was very satisfied, this is the person of his "big sword"! Nodding slightly, he looked at the Carlando he had dug up.

"To be honest, I didn't have a good time yesterday!"

"Well done! Carlando! ”

"This is our "Black Fire" people! ”

Looking around the hall, Calando actually felt that the gangster atmosphere was quite good. But speaking of which, this "coral" sounds a little familiar.

……

Midnight.

Monro led his men and hurried straight to their destination. Carlando followed them while constantly observing their gear.

"Flintlock pistol?"

The world's technological system is chaotic, with some people using electric lights and refrigerators, while others are still working under dim kerosene lamps.

As for the weapons, they have changed from a cliff, in just twenty or thirty years, from a single-shot flintlock gun to a Gatling cannon, not to mention the exoskeleton-like power boots of Jerma 66, nano-like intelligent combat suits, electromagnetic weapons, and laser weapons on the semi-mechanical and semi-biological intelligent combat humans created by Vegapunk, the chief scientist of the world government.

"I just don't know how powerful it is?"

If it was a flintlock pistol from a previous life, Carlando didn't pay attention to it at all, whether it was a rate of fire (paper shell ammunition flintlock pistol) as high as one or two minutes, even a professional master would need at least 15 seconds or more. In terms of power, ordinary people hit a head-on shot, as long as it is not an important part, although it is painful, but the strong-willed can basically continue to move.

If it is a gun of this level, with his physical fitness and reflexes, it is simply not enough to see. But this is a transcendent world, and if the material of gunpowder and gun body is superior, the power is also considerable.

"The brothers who fight with swords take the lead, and the brothers who use guns follow. After entering, wait for the brother with the gun to shoot one round first, and the rest close. The armament of the "Coral" here is not clear, but looking at past experience, it is still possible. In order to reduce casualties, the senior cadres of Abin have already found a way to sneak in, and when they see the red signal, they will rush in with me, and they are not allowed to turn back! ”

After Meng Luo finished speaking, he stared at all the little leaders to make sure that they understood, and then turned his head to stare at the destination in front of him with a solemn face.

"Whew!"

A crimson flare flew out with a sudden noise in the room, and Monroe and the others rushed in without hesitation.

……

Truth be told, the battle between the gangsters looks a bit more intense than the fight with the pirates, mainly due to the greater use of flintlock pistols.

Except for when the pirates are recuperating, most of the time is either looting or on the way to plunder. As a result, they fought more often, and their ammunition consumption was serious. However, it is very difficult for their booty to be converted into Bailey and supplies, and they will be exploited at various levels. Then they have to use the money to buy expensive weapons and ammunition, which makes the pirates more restrained to use.

But the gangsters are different, you must know that most of the ammunition and weapons of the pirates are basically sold to them by the gangsters. As sellers, they have enough weapons and ammunition to use with confidence, and they only need to think about whether they will go too far and attract soldiers.

Carlando took out the undressed enemy in front of him and picked up the flintlock pistol that had not had time to be activated. After a few brief glances, I didn't see anything special.

Shoot the ammunition out of the gun casually, and regardless of whether it hits or not, pin the gun to your belt and continue to look for your opponent.

The absorption of psionic energy does not need to be killed by one's own hands, it only needs to be within a certain range of the instant death target. Therefore, Carlando only fought with the people of "Coral" on the premise of ensuring his own safety. Not only that, but he was occasionally distracted to observe the situation on the battlefield and try to help his companions in danger.

"Huh?"

Finding Monroe's figure, his situation seems to be a little bad. I'm here to save the fight. Careful to avoid the others, Calando used his stealth technique to reach for Monro's location.

Monroe felt very uncomfortable, and he was furious by the good hand of "Coral" in front of him. His fighting style is wide open and powerful, but he doesn't work very well against the enemies in front of him.

Just as he was in danger, a knife whistled and slashed at the shin of the man who was fighting Munro. The enemy quickly retreated and dodged, glancing at Carlando with a solemn expression. Carrando continued to attack with a missed hit, while Monroe also cooperated with Carrando's flanking attack.

But this good player of "Coral" is not an idle person, and the two short sword dances are not leaky, and he has won the essence of fast and accurate fighting.

"Brother Monroe, he seems to be ......"

After a while, Callando seemed to see the enemy's style, but he didn't say it explicitly.

"Yes, he doesn't seem to be very attacking. Blocked all my attacks before, and then took the time to attack me when I didn't have time to defend. ”

Monroe didn't have as much thought as Carlando, so he said it directly. Hearing Monro's words, the corners of Carlando's mouth twitched, a little helpless.

"Today's events, we made a note of it, we won't just forget it, just wait."

The good hand noticed that his shortcomings had been discovered, and he observed the situation in the house again, and without hesitation, he jumped out of the window and ran away.

Of course, Carlando and Monro refused to give up, and chased after them, but they lost sight of the enemy after a short time of pursuit.

"Let's go back, all the good hands of "Coral" we met are like this, and they are really good runners. ”

Monroe said to Carlando with an ugly face.

The two who returned to the house joined the rest of the endgame and quickly defeated the rest of "Sango". Leaving a few prisoners behind, Monro walked over to Abin's side to exchange the results of the battle.

"You mean, the good guy you dealt with ran away too? It's really strange, don't they care about the life and death of their subordinates? Don't hesitate to run! ”

Monroe feels very strange, such a gang also has someone joining?