"No, as we expected, even if we bypassed the security of the blockade and sneaked in to do a big investigation, we still found nothing, and there was no trace of the past." Hillgai sighed, "Now that the defense of the Berdman Enterprise is more tight, its minions, the New York Police Department, have also dispatched a large number of police forces to block all relevant units, and the organization cannot conduct infiltration investigations. ”

"Tsk, that's troublesome, the more time passes, the easier it is for the remaining incriminating evidence to be disposed of, and those innocent test victims... Ay... Helenie sighed, then said, "Is there nothing that can be done?" If only we had people who work at Berdman... ”

The speaker has no intention, but the hearer has a heart. Hilgei couldn't help but think of Cecifi.

(Is she okay?) Did you heed my advice to leave New York City... Should I contact her... Hilgei was caught in a struggle of ideas.

Varysses nibbled on the bread that had been handed out, and devoured it all over the vegetable soup. He was a child of a poor family, his parents died early, and he was thrown to his uncle at the age of six. Fortunately, his uncle has a little conscience and some assets, so he is not too harsh on him. Therefore, when the requisition order of the city of Merkzit came down, Vasilis could not bear to serve his newly married cousin Senjun, and spontaneously went to the junjun for him.

Originally, he thought that he would have to go through rigorous training, and he was quite worried that his not strong body would not be able to withstand it. After he went to Junying to report for duty, he understood that he was too careful. There is no fart training at all, just a queue that has been practiced for less than a week, and I roughly know who I am in charge of, and then how to deal with groceries such as Xingjun camping. After that, he hurriedly set off to the city of Kleckin, thanks to the fact that the road was relatively complete, and the weather was good, just after autumn, there was no heavy rain and scorching sun, except for the food on the way that made people unappetizing, but did not make Vasilis feel hard.

It's been a while since I've been in the city, and this young man, who has just turned sixteen, just got the first steamer in his life a few days ago. As soon as he got his hands on it, Vasilis knew that it was second-hand, with a greasy handle and a barrel that was more obviously worn, and even the gun strap had a musty smell of alcohol.

Vasilis didn't care, in fact he died happily. Over the years, he tried his best to scrape off the grease on the handle, wiped the barrel clean, and even cleaned the rusty bore, and lost the old gun belt and replaced it with a clean strip of homemade cloth. Every time he carried a gun, there was always a sense of pride, and he always felt that he should be with the gun.

After eating, Vasilis also hurried to wipe the barrel with a clean rag. He knew that time was short, and the next step was to go to the training ground for real-egg shooting training.

Ten minutes later, a tall man with a beard walked into the tent and shouted to the people in the tent, "All right, stupid dolphins! Lunchtime is over! Hurry up and go to the shooting range to gather! Hurry up! You stupid dolphins! ”

The group hurriedly put down the sundries and uneaten food in their hands, picked up their guns, formed a queue, and walked out of the tent relatively neatly. As he came out, Vasilis noticed that the bearded monarch nodded slightly with a hint of appreciation.

This monarch is not a Grande at first glance, and according to his self-introduction, he is a former mercenary from the Holy Church. He was quite old, at least older than Vasilis's uncle. But this tall man was still mighty and brave, far from being comparable to his uncle, who was the caravan accountant.

The group arrived at the shooting range and continued their monotonous training. The content of the training is extremely simple, and even an illiterate young man like Vasilis can easily complete it. There are only three processes, the first is to open the inflation port, load the warhead, and close the steam storage compartment. Second, in units of five people, go to the steam generator to inflate. As soon as it is full, line up and go to the front. Second, line up on the front line with your teammates, fire at the target according to the captain's orders, and once you have fired, immediately back away and give up your position to the teammates who will shoot next.

It's that simple and boring, and at the same time relatively short, after five rounds, the team returns to camp. Excluding the time spent on the road, it looks like it takes less than 10 minutes. Despite the inexplicability, Vasilis persevered. The life of this Junying, except for being a little boring, was much easier than his past life at his uncle's house. There is no need to chop wood and wash it, and even fetch water is done in turns. Coupled with the fact that there is bread that is no longer hard and has to be soaked in soup for a few minutes before it becomes soft, this guy even wants to spend the New Year here at all.

After training, it's time for personal freedom. Vasilis returned to the tent and cleaned the chamber of the gun he had just used. It's not that he doesn't want to go out for a walk, it's just that they, the reinforcements, are confined to the junction of the old city and the lower city, and can't enter the more core upper city and commercial area.

Vasilis noticed that the atmosphere in the city was becoming more and more solemn, the local soldiers were always gathering to whisper, and the streets were becoming less and less crowded. At the same time, more and more prisoners were being escorted into the Old Town, from once every few days to several times a day. The city lord's guards firmly blocked the entrance and exit, preventing others from approaching. Only a few alchemists and physicians who were allowed to enter the Old Town were accompanied by soldiers.

He also asked the local soldiers in the city, only to be told not to approach, saying that they were all sick and had to be quarantined. In this way, he has no intention of continuing to explore, after all, his parents died of illness. Vasilis was quite afraid of disease.

After cleaning and maintaining his firearm, Vasilis hung it on the edge of the bed, intending to lie down and take a nap.

"Stupid dolphins!" A loud voice sounded again at the door of the tent, and the bearded monarch walked in and shouted to several people:

"Get up! If you have action, bring the gun and dress up for Lao Tzu! Quick, let's go! "Le

After saying that, the grumpy monarch turned around and left. On Vasilis's upper bunk, a middle-aged man named Canny looked at the other party's disappearing figure, took a sip, and said hatefully: "Bah, this thing is like a dolphin, like a damn wild porpoise!" ”

Everyone in the tent laughed, but Vasilis asked curiously, "What is the matter?" Isn't the training over? ”

"Hell knows." The big man opposite Vasilis, who is also the captain of this team, the bald man Carlson muttered: "Anyway, it won't be a good thing, let's go quickly, my eyelids are jumping, tsk, this is going to be an accident." ”

"Hell, can you say something nice~!" Sick, who had his hands and feet the most nimble, had already been prepared and straightened his collar, "I don't think it's a big deal, at this point in time, it should be no surprise that it should be to help escort those high-class people to the old city." ”

"Heh, you're right, I've heard from others, there's no here, the only thing that's out is this, and the other teams have followed it earlier... This time it's our turn. Mario, the oldest, with all white hair and half bald, replied with a smile.

"I hope so..." Still uneasy, Carlson took out the badge of the God of Light and prayed secretly before getting up and leading everyone out of the tent.

The bearded monarch leaned on a pillar not far away and waited for everyone, and when he saw that everyone was already together, he waved his hand and motioned for everyone to follow him. After walking for a short while, the group came to the blockade of the old city. Several of the city guards had been waiting there for a long time, and one of them took the bearded monarch away, pulled him aside, and whispered the goal of the mission. Vasilis and the others were brought to a long table next to them, from which they received steam backpacks and ammunition supplies.

One of the guards showed the crowd how to use the backpack, and thanks to the previous training with real eggs, it didn't take much time for everyone to understand how to use it. Vasilis checked the ammunition pouch and frowned slightly, it contained at least thirty rounds of ammunition, which was a bit more than he expected.

He looked up and saw that Carlson also had a solemn face, and the faces of the others were not very good-looking, and after the formation was completed, everyone lined up, waiting for orders without saying a word.

Soon, the bearded monarch walked up to the crowd alone, waved his hand, and ordered the team to follow him to the entrance to the enclosed old town.

"Yorick, you know your mission this time, remember, you must protect the VIP at all costs!" A high-ranking general, dressed in a purple silk robe of the Xia Kingdom and lined with Seiko scale armor, issued an order to the bearded man.

The bearded Yorick humbly bowed, "Yes, Lord Hank. I will defend with my life, please rest assured! ”

"Let's go, come back before dark as much as possible, and don't go too far into it. Even if it's a VIP order, you know?! ”

"Yes, my lord."

"Well, let's go." After the senior general had finished explaining everything he had to say, he walked to the side of the carriage and was helped into the carriage by the guards.

Glancing at the carriage that was departing, Yorick exhaled and ordered in a relatively formal tone: "Okay, come with me, remember, don't open your mouth at will, don't touch it at will, everything is at my command!" ”

"Yes, Captain!" Everyone said in unison.

The guards lifted the blockade and opened the gates, allowing the squad to enter the Old Town. To everyone's surprise, on the other side of the gate, there was already a team of heavily armed guards guarding several gray-robed men, as well as a white-clothed woman carrying a backpack and a special lantern.

The special costume made everyone look sideways, and the well-informed Mario quietly told the team that the woman was an alchemist, while the other men in gray were members of the Physicians' Guild.

Vasilis rarely had contact with the opposite sex, especially young women. He couldn't help but glance at the woman a few times, and what made him a little disappointed was that this slender woman was not as good-looking as his cousin-in-law who had just started, at least the freckles on her face were not so obvious. Even in his opinion, this woman with short brown hair is not young, at least in her late twenties.

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