Several combat airships appeared in the thick clouds of the night sky, the airships had the emblem of William's house, and five airships cast a rich 'shadow' on the clouds. шщш.(vii) (ix) x.S.сом The update is so fast. Soon, the ships began to descend, and they cut through the clouds, and below was the brightly lit beer city.

On the first spaceship, the pilot looked at the town below and smiled: "This is a good place, there are not many good places like this on the surface now, no wonder the young master's family doesn't go back, and he makes a special trip here for a vacation." ”

The driver was still young, but he already had a centipede-like scar on his face. As soon as he spoke, under the pulling of his muscles and flesh, the scar seemed to come to life, indescribably hideous. It was a badge left by the war, and as long as they participated in the war, the men would more or less leave such a mark, and of course, it was also a "souvenir" that they were proud of.

On the other side of the seat was a middle-aged man wearing an eye patch. The eyepatch had a golden eagle motif, and his beard and hair were gray, contrasting with his dark skin. He had gray-blue eyes, eyes like eagles, and thin lips on either side as sharp as a saber. This person is full of sharpness and slaughter, which is a temperament that can only be sharpened from the battlefield. He was playing with a saber in his hand, which turned nimbly in his hand, the tip of the knife leaving a circle of silver light in the air. "It's a good place," he said, "and I've done a dozen girls in that town, and I've killed some unsightly bastards. It's nothing for the young master to go there, but if someone dares to kill William's family, then this town should be destroyed. ”

He said it murderously, as if a red glow also shone from the airship, like churning blood.

"Young Master Leon wouldn't do this, it's not that you don't know him." The driver smiled: "Besides, after serving this place, where can we have fun in the future?" Go to your house? ”

"If you dare to come, I'll chop up your stuff too." The middle-aged man laughed dryly.

"Come on, I won't beat your three 'girls' idea."

"Don't talk about it, let's land."

The airship landed outside Beer City, and the commander of the team, the dark-skinned middle-aged man, stood up and stepped off the airship with his equipment on his back. The team quickly assembled in the open field, and this squad of about 20 people was well-armed and had a clear division of labor, including knife-wielding fighters for close combat, 'marksmen' for fire cover, two sniper experts and observers, in addition to tracking masters, battlefield doctors, and information officers.

This is a standard independent combat squad, and this team has the highest source power of that commander, with twenty-two levels. For the rest of the team, the melee fighters are all level 20, and the 'marksman' and sniper experts are level 17 or eighteen. The rest also have a minimum of fifteen levels, so there is no burden in this team.

Alan looked at the team and couldn't help but nod secretly. This independent combat team is not only from William's family, but also directly managed by Leon, which is also one of the results of Leon's accumulation of several years of fighting on the surface. There are three more teams like this, and they are the trump cards in Leon's hand.

Such a team is enough to complete the tasks of infiltrating and killing the boss in a regional battlefield, and it is not very effective in a large battle, but it can play an amazing role in a regional battlefield. In fact, there are many more tasks that can be accomplished by independent combat squads, from assault to rescue, they are almost all-rounders on the battlefield.

Therefore, it can also be similar to how much money and time it takes to develop such a team.

"Well, I told you, they're all good hands." Leon poked Allen in the arm, then walked over to the commander, "Good evening, Lasker. ”

All the soldiers stretched out their hands, clenched their fists and hammered their chests, then bowed to You. The commander named Lasker looked up and said, "Good evening, Master Leon." ”

"I was supposed to let you have a holiday, but you're the closest to here, so I called you over."

"It's okay, young master. We love this job, we are used to the battlefield, and it is awkward to take a vacation or something. Lasker's eyes were swirling with murderous aura, and he could almost smell the disgusting smell of blood beside him.

Such a person may not be of high rank, but there is no ambiguity in killing people.

"I'm glad you said that, but I've had a few blind guys bothering me today, and I've heard that the mastermind behind this is Blightin's old boy. How about it, would you be interested in coming with me? ”

"Gladly."

Leon turned around and gestured to Allen, "Let's go, brother." ”

The commander glanced at Allen meaningfully, and then asked in a low voice, "Young Master, is that the one over there?" ”

Soldiers who have been with Leon for a long time know that their young master has a good brother, and that person has also made great contributions to the previous invasion of the Nirms. Like Bethcord's Horn, that man has become a celebrity and an idol in the hearts of many warriors.

After all, not just any earthlings would dare to directly enter the Moso Star, and also kill the emperor of the Nirm people, causing that 'chaotic' and 'chaotic' race to fall into a long-term internal 'chaos', and no longer able to invade other planets.

Leon nodded, and said proudly, "That's right, it's him." ”

So when Alan walked past the soldiers, all the soldiers, including the commander, stood tall and saluted Allen.

Alan and Leon sat on a spaceship, watching the ground outside the porthole shrink, Alan asked, "Who is this Blistin?" ”

After Leon learned about the mastermind behind the scenes, he called his team and asked Adele and Jin Liancheng not to participate. Adele is a sniper, and her combat power is negligible without a weapon in hand. Jin Liancheng is inconvenient to participate in these battles on the ground because of his family relationship. Of course, if you were injured in a previous attack by a killer, that's a different story.

Now the two stay at the town's hotel, and Alan and Leon go to settle accounts with the mastermind. Now listening to Alan ask about the identity of the other party, Leon opened a suitcase and said, "Brystin is the patriarch of a family, and that family is attached to the name of the Smith family. I killed all his troops in a war last year, and that old boy has always held a grudge against me. During this period, they made me trouble, and they all made me beat me back, and I didn't dare to 'show' my face for half a year. ”

"I didn't expect him to dare to hire a killer to deal with me this time, I think there must be the Smith family behind this matter, if there is no approval from the Smith family, I don't dare to do this if I give Brestin ten dares."

In the suitcase were some pistol parts, and Leon quickly packed them, and this magic pistol of no small caliber made Leon shake and said, "So I'm going to personally go and teach Blistin a lesson, and also warn the Smith family." ”

Alan nodded, this was in line with the aristocracy's usual approach.

At the same time as the airship began to take off, there was a small town in a valley more than 2,000 kilometers away from Beer City. The town uses the valley as a natural barrier, and heavy fire is arranged at various commanding heights.

Even though it was night, the town was still brightly lit, especially from the castle behind the town. It was the 'private' residence of Brestin, the owner of the town, and although Brystin built the castle at the request of the castle, it only took a one-year construction period to build the castle, and it was far from Brestin's requirements in terms of scale and layout.

Of course, Brystin himself knew this, so he didn't force it. When the castle was finished, he came in and ordered that oil lamps or candles must be used in the castle every day, and out of his peculiar hobby, the castle felt like it was in the eighteenth century. Even Blysteen's clothing is designed with reference to that era.

There was a banquet in the castle tonight, and people looked through the big black iron 'door' at the castle wall, and they could see that many people had gathered in the small square in front of the main building, and there were bands playing in the square, there were chefs cooking food on the spot, and men and women were talking intimately.

However, these people were not the main guests, the main guests were in the hall of the castle's main building, which was brightly lit. On a small stage next to it, the singers were singing, and there were only a few people in the venue who were talking in small voices. Therefore, the hall seems empty, but it also shows the special status of these people.

"Mr. Vig, it's an honor to see you tonight."

In front of a floor-to-ceiling window in the hall, Blightin, who was over half a hundred years old, raised his goblet with a smile on his face and greeted the tall man in front of him. Vig from the Smith family is the second-in-command of that family, and most of the affairs of the Smith family are 'handed over' to him. Wig was a pivotal figure wherever he went, so Brystin was excited to be able to stand with the Smith magnate tonight.

"Have a nice evening." Vig, who had just arrived, wore a red 'colored' scarf over his silver-gray suit, and he raised his goblet and said, "With all due respect, I don't know how Mr. Brystin handled that matter?" ”

"Don't worry, Mr. Vig. As you instructed, I found the stupidest group of killers to greet the young master of the William family. Leon must have been able to easily ask who instructed them, so by now, he should be on his way to trouble me. Brystin said with a smile: "I know very well the 'sex' character of that young man, he will not mobilize a large number of troops, he will probably only find a team of 'private' people nearby and kill the 'door'." ”

"That's what he was supposed to do." Vig's eyes narrowed slightly: "Now that Kapro has agreed to the second negotiation of the Federation, before that, we need to do something to put pressure on the Federation." For example, if the heir of William's family falls into our hands, presumably his father will fight for some necessary benefits for Marshal Capro at the negotiating table. ”

"Definitely, Mr. Vig, with you in charge, I dare say it's foolproof." Brystin laughed, he could serve the Smith family and do enough in this matter, and he would have a bright future in the future.