Chapter Eighty-Six: The Cradle of the Profession
Taymor Heights, a dilapidated village about 40 kilometres northwest of the monastery.
"Bang ......"
"Boom"
"Uhh......h
AK74's crisp gunfire rang out rhythmically, accompanied by the terrible screams of Black Roger and the Dark Demon, mixed with a woman's arrogant shout.
"Die, Bichi, you guys dare to defile the word Roger."
"Oh little girl, didn't your mother tell your children not to play with fire? Grandma has a popping bomb here, take it and eat it! ”
There were only two people and two women in the village, Flavi and Kashya, each with a guide AK, walking slowly forward with their guns held side by side.
The black rogers who rushed towards them were shot in the head one by one under their precise marksmanship.
Since there was no shortage of Mithril at Chassi, Kasha gave her a batch of munitions to make a version of the Channel, and now all the guns used by the Rogers have been plated with Mithril and can be used for magic arrows.
Flavi is honest in shooting, focused and composed, but Kasha has a completely different personality from her, and as soon as she enters the fight, she will fall into a state of euphoria and babble.
When directing operations, her irascible but very accurate and effective dispatch and command voice can always be heard on the battlefield, and this irritable voice can make Rog feel at ease.
And when she is not fighting on a large scale and is just attacking alone, she will also shout endlessly, which may have been a habit.
Naturally, Flavi was accustomed to Kashya's chatter, and instead of being noisy, he wanted to laugh a little.
But Kasha's marksmanship is unambiguous, her crooked chirp has not affected her marksmanship in any way, and she is still as steady as an old dog.
Occasionally, when the demons are a little dense, she will shoot a burst bomb.
This burst bullet is naturally not a burst bullet in the ordinary sense, but a magic arrow burst arrow, but the firearm fires a bullet, so she calls it a burst bullet.
Soon, the demons that inhabited the village were cleared, Kashya's boiling blood cooled, and the two sat under the eaves of a house for a short rest.
Flavi took out dry food and water bladders from his satchel and handed them to Kasha, and said with a smile: "It's really inconvenient when the master is away, you have to bring everything yourself." ”
Kasha took the dry food and water bladder, and sighed: "After eating shabu mutton and hot pot, eating this dry jerky and boiled potatoes is no different from chewing tree bark." ”
"Sometimes I really envy you, you can follow Wright to eat and drink spicy food, I knew that I signed myself to him in the first place."
Flavi shook his head with a smile and said, "Who said you can't follow him without signing a slave contract?" ”
Speaking of this, she showed an ambiguous look to Kasha, and continued: "It's not impossible to be with the master, can't you just climb into his bed?" ”
This was originally a joke by Flavi to Kashya, and the sisters were not ambiguous when it came to meat jokes.
However, Kasha looked at her with strange eyes, and a sense of superiority "You think I'm on the second layer, but I'm actually on the fifth layer" inexplicably emerged in her heart.
"You have a point! But I don't know if Wright likes me like this, as a good sister, you have to help me. Kashya blinked his eyes, an expression of which of us was with whom.
Flavi took a bite of jerky, a smile appeared on his face, and said, "I can help you, but I don't know if you have the guts." ”
As soon as Kashya heard this, he seemed to be greatly insulted, and he snorted, "What? Are you doubting my guts? ”
Flavi shrugged and said, "Okay! It's my fault, then wait for the master to come out...... Well? ”
Flavi was suddenly stunned, then overjoyed, casually wrapped the jerky and stuffed it back into his satchel, and said, "The master has moved, which means that he has finished his retreat, let's go." ”
Kasha's eyes lit up, and he did the same, "Hurry up." ”
"You slut, are you so eager to throw yourself into your arms?"
"Nonsense, sister, I'm in my thirties, you think it's the same ...... as you"
“……”
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The inner cloister, the room of Acala.
"Teacher, the training at the camp is going well, right?" Yang Yifei took the boiling water handed over by Akara, took a sip, put down the cup and asked casually.
Akara bowed his head and said, "Don't worry! Everything is going well, the recruits are progressing very quickly, and I believe that they will be able to form combat effectiveness in two months at most. ”
Yang Yifei said happily: "That's good." ”
Akara said, "Wright, how do you arrange for new professionals?" They have no foundation, and it is not a short time for them to make achievements in inheritance. ”
Yang Yifei said: "I have thought about this, the new professional, after finishing the recruit training, will stay in the monastery as the apologists of the monastery, and while guarding the monastery, they can cultivate here with peace of mind, they are the future of mankind." ”
"I will take all the roots of Rog away, and as for the paladins and mages that are indispensable to the combat team, I have set my sights on the Sandstorm Mercenary Group and the Demon Sword Mercenary Group."
"I'll try to take these two mercenary groups under my command, and if I can't do it, I'll spend money to hire them."
"Through the battle with Andariel, I have understood that it is unrealistic to defeat the three demon gods and demon kings with an army composed of ordinary people, and I don't want my subordinates to suffer too heavy casualties, so the main force to deal with demons must rely on professionals."
Akara breathed a sigh of relief and said happily: "Very good, it seems that you have a proper plan for the future, then the teacher won't say much, I will help you manage the rear." ”
Yang Yifei smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work." ”
Yang Yifei's words made Akara understand that he was not inflated by defeating Andariel and raising an army, but was more cautious in facing demons, which made her completely relieved.
Yang Yifei knew very well in his heart that although the firearm was powerful enough, it could basically be said to be a one-sided slaughter against ordinary demons.
But the Demon King and the Demon God are different, just the energy shield on the Demon King's body has almost reached the level of those demon soldiers under Morgana, not to mention the Demon God, which belongs to the category of high-level demons.
He remembered very well that Morgana's demon soldiers were very difficult to deal with firearms.
He remembered that he had a very deep impression of the demon soldiers, when the earth of the supergod universe was invaded by demons, the People's Liberation Army carried a Gatling, a bazooka, and more than a dozen soldiers armed with Type 95 automatic rifles to set fire to a demon soldier.
The demon soldier was still seriously injured by the people of the male soldier company, but he still gathered fire for a long time before he was killed, and he was not killed by a bullet piercing his body, but was shocked to death by a living shock.
As for the high-level demons like the Demon God, guns are a joke, and Morgana has four generals under her command, namely the Ancient Sword Demon Ato, the Crocodile God Thorton, the Nightmare Black Wind, and Diablo Polo, the "country child" who doesn't know how to get to Earth and has been sealed for thousands of years.
Of course, on earth he was called the Great Buren.
Relying on an army composed of ordinary people to deal with the demon king will cause casualties that Yang Yifei cannot accept, as for the demon god, forget it! Go as much as you want to die.
So as he said, if you want to deal with the demon king and the demon god, you can only rely on the professional.
The monastery presided over by Acala now functions as a cradle for the training of professionals, just like the super-theological academies on earth.