Crossbell Autonomous Region, D∴G Order. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Sun Fortress. Several white-robed people with a not weak aura on their bodies were having a meeting.

"I heard that a lot of men have died in Zhulai City, and I don't know if these news are true, if it is true, maybe you can operate it, after all, it is very difficult to find a few good experimental subjects these days. Recently, the rumors have been a little tight, and the eyes of the Guerrilla Association and the Qiyao Church have been eyeing us, which is really a very bad thing. What do you think? After taking a sip of wine, Priest Ryan, a senior cadre of the D∴G Order, looked at everyone present and asked seriously.

The D∴G Order, the mad religious collective that denies the existence of the Goddess. It is believed that he believes in demons, but because it is only to deny the goddess as the master. Reverence Kia, who sleeps in the basement of the Sun Fortress, and call it the worship of the Son of God.

"Well, it's understandable to be targeted by the Qiyao Church, after all, we are all heretics in their eyes, and we are all deserving of the stake who denies the existence of the goddess. But being targeted by the guerrilla association, this is a little incomprehensible, is that guy doing things without cleaning up and wiping his hands and feet? I've warned you a long time ago, if you're looking for experiments, try to find children who won't have much of a trace even if they disappear, or clean up a little bit, extinguish the mouth that should be extinguished, clean up what should be cleaned up, don't leave too many traces, although our ritual is great, but the people of the world who have been bewitched by the Qiyao Church still don't understand it. Moreover, the Guerrilla Association has only been established for less than 50 years, but there are many good players in it, at least, those S-class guerrillas are very tricky. Putting down the wine glass in his hand, Bishop Fubel of the D∴G Order frowned and said.

The "D" in the name of the D∴G Order is Demiurgos, the ethereal god who controls cause and effect, and the "∴" means "G", which means Gnosis.

The D∴G Order's main activity is drug development, and to this end, it has set up bases and experimental facilities in various regions to abduct and abduct a large number of children from various countries to conduct cruel human experiments called "rituals", and based on the results of the experiments, they have created a drug called "Gnosis".

"What's tricky, what you said is too exaggerated, the Guerrilla Association does have a few good players, but the time they have been established is really too short, and the background is completely insufficient, not to mention the suppression by force, just by virtue of our relationships in all aspects, it is enough to make the investigation of the Guerrilla Association unable to continue. After all, the branch called 'Paradise' is not open for nothing, and there are quite a few officials who have a deep deal with us, and they are very satisfied with our hospitality, aren't they? Under their pressure, what can a civil society organization, an organization whose primary purpose is to protect the people and is not liked by the top leaders of the countries, do something. "Hearing Fubel's words, David, the head of the Crossbell region of the D∴G Order? Koresh didn't care at all.

"Our enemy has always been the Qiyao Church, which has a very strong and influential history as long as ours, and as for the rest, don't care at all. The governments of the world have been almost eroded by us, and if nothing else, the Krosbel Autonomous Prefecture where we are now is basically our people. ”

"On the part of the government, the Speaker of the Council of the Autonomous Region of Crossbell, the Imperial statesman, and Mayor McDowell, the Speaker of the Autonomous Region, His Excellency Speaker Harutman, have enjoyed all kinds of hospitality in Paradise that they may not be able to enjoy even in Paradise."

"On the **** side, Markney has seized the dominance of the Mafia organization Rubacher Chamber of Commerce with our support and has become the fifth generation leader. Cleaned up the fourth-generation guy who was already a little hard to control. ”

"Whether it's white, black, or gray, our power in Crossbell is rock solid."

Paradise, one of the Order's human experimentation bases, but in addition to experimentation, there is also a cruel act of using test subjects to "entertain" dignitaries from various countries.

"No, no, no, there's a Henry? McDowell, who is the same as Speaker Harrutman in terms of status, has the same status as Crossbell. We're not in full control of the whole of Crossbell yet, that's it. "Marceline, head of the D∴G Order on the side of the Erebonian Empire? Baldwin said quickly.

Heard Marceline? Baldwin's words, David? Koresh didn't care at all and said proudly: "Of course, there is also a Henry? McDowell, however, he is just put on the table to separate the sight of the Seven Yao Church, for so many years, has the mayor of McDowell, who is bent on doing something for Crossbell Autonomous Prefecture, achieved anything, not at all, even his son-in-law, who was still a talent, was forced to leave Crossbell and return to the republic, and his daughter fled from this sad place because she couldn't stand the blow, and went to a relative's house in the empire, leaving him an old man with a granddaughter who was less than ten years old, Poor wretched in Crossbell, what trouble can such a poor old fellow cause us, I can't see it at all. What he has in his hands, just a police station that doesn't do much, and then, and then there's nothing, and there's no way he can cause us any trouble, no. ”

"Crossbell Autonomous Prefecture, Erebonia Empire, Calvard Republic, we already have quite good forces in these three countries, although other countries have no way to do the same as in these three countries, but there is also a lot of latent power, and when the Son of God awakens, our D∴G Order will reign on the Semlia continent in the name of true knowledge." Pope Jim of the D∴G Order? Jones said solemnly.

"In the name of true knowledge." *N

"The recent experiments are very nervous, we have to find a new channel, always plundering those children with families, even if they have a lot of power, it is a little unbearable, His Excellency the Mayor of Altai in the Republic of Calvard has long complained to me. It is a problem to say that he can no longer suppress the angry public resentment. Mitterrand, the head of the Alvard Republic, frowned and said solemnly.

"What about the Zhulai City I just talked about, the iron-blooded prime minister killed a lot of people in the Zhulai City and carried out indiscriminate bombing, and the whole Zhulai City and Country were in chaos, this kind of turmoil is very convenient for us to take action, which is much better than buying children from others, organizing people to abduct children, or plundering children from ordinary people from the slums. At the very least, it will not attract the attention of other organizations. Ryan suggested again.

"Hmm, then let's take a look at the few hunting regiments under our command, if they are dispatched, they should not attract the attention of any organization, after all, aren't the hunting regiments just hyenas chasing war, a thousand, at least a thousand, a thousand experiments, it should be able to alleviate the situation that the experimental materials of each branch are not enough, to be honest, is the recent consumption of experimental materials a little too fast." Hearing Ryan's proposal, Pope Jim? Jones thought for a moment and said.

"It's a little quick, but for the sake of knowledge, these sacrifices are understandable. After summarizing the experimental data during this time, there has been a lot of breakthrough in research, and perhaps soon, we will be able to enjoy the latest knowledge. "Senior cadre of the D∴G Order, priest Joassim? Jonta said excitedly.

"That's really good news, well, let's have a toast to the good news. May the Son of God soon wake up and see all that we have said and done for the Son of God. "Hear Joassim? The words of Jonta, Pope Jim? Jones said very happily.

"May Miko-sama wake up soon, cheers." *N

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Zhulai City, a small border village.

Listening to the deafening sound of tank tracks grinding on the ground as it got closer, a soldier slowly twisted the safety cover of one of the grenades, and then put the fire ring on the little tail finger of his right hand.

"Wow ......"

A puff of white smoke suddenly erupted from the handle of the grenade, and the soldier held the bundle of grenades in his arms, he raised his head and watched a tank pass over the trench above him.

"Boom !!"

The flames that rose into the sky mixed with blood, flesh, bones, and souls, and slammed into the chassis of the tank. The tank of the Imperial Army, which had just flaunted its might, was like a poor worm that had been kicked in the lower abdomen and completely abolished its male function, its body was constantly trembling, and it was constantly screaming hysterically, and the tracks under its feet that had been blown up alive made a "sighing and banging" sound.

The driver and the commander, who were sitting in the tank force, had not yet figured out what was going on, and in the frantic trembling of the tank, their heads in tank caps fell heavily on the hard inner wall. Their eyes were suddenly covered with a layer of gray and red, and in their dizziness, their limbs instantly lost their strength in this excessive impact, and they covered themselves as if they had drilled the heads of hundreds of bees, and they watched as the flames burst into flames, constantly dancing in the cabin, and pounced on every corner of the tank at an astonishing speed.

When the flames finally swept through the tank's ammunition compartment, a trace of mad despair suddenly rose in the tank commander's eyes, and he hissed and screamed, "No......"

"Boom! Rumble!! Rumble!!! ……”

A large amount of ammunition was completely detonated together at this time. In the face of such a terrible explosion, in the face of such a devastating and devastating force, this tank of the Imperial Army was like a paper toy, which was torn into countless pieces in an instant, and scattered all over the world.

The sound of cluster grenade explosions reverberated one after another on the positions guarded by the First Brigade, and every time this terrible roar that even the earth trembled violently, the corners of Colonel Carr's eyes trembled fiercely, because every such a huge explosion represented a brother who was seriously injured, but with the strictest training they had received to survive, he could still survive, and used his body and the grenade in his arms to exchange for a road to victory for his brother by his side!

"My ...... Brother...... "At this time, Colonel Karl only felt that his chest was so suffocating that it was almost exploding, but Colonel Karl did not cry, and on the battlefield, no matter how sad he was, he could no longer cry even a single tear! Because on the battlefield, he has no time to cry at all, he is an example for everyone and a spiritual pillar for everyone. He can't cry! Because as soon as he cries, it means that there must be more faith in him, willing to follow his brother, and pay the price of blood!

The bitter and bitter battle continued, and it was not until eight hours later, when the sky was overcast, and the Imperial Army's not-so-advanced guided airships were unable to continue the battle due to environmental influences, that Colonel Karl's 1st Brigade finally gained precious respite.

The air was filled with the smell of gunpowder smoke and blood, and a few flares were pulled up from time to time in the dark sky, forcibly reflecting the sky and the earth, and every time a flare was raised, there would be a sporadic roar of heavy artillery and gunfire, but when the light of the flares also fell into darkness, the sound of gunfire would also stop abruptly.

Over the course of three days, Colonel Carr's 1st Brigade had formed a defensive line of sandbags, trenches, barbed wire, minefields, and even corpses, forming a deep web of fire capable of engulfing any attacker.

This made it clear to the Imperial Army that trying to capture these trenches from the front has become a task that requires too many lives!

Although at night, there were still some dangerous commotions and local battlefield firefights, but after fighting viciously on this land for so long, they were exhausted, and there was no extra strength and energy, so they launched a large-scale surprise battle in vain at night.

Especially after Colonel Karl's 1st Brigade relied on the superiority of equipment to teach the Imperial Army a lot of lessons at night, the 18th Mecha Division no longer had much interest in night combat.

Therefore, when the sun goes down and darkness covers the earth again, both the Zhulai army and the imperial army will gently exhale the excessively hot gas in their lungs, sit down slowly, and enjoy the rare silence and peace, and feel the taste of life. As for tomorrow...... Such a distant matter, let those officers who sit in the command room, far from the forefront of the battlefield, think about it!

All the soldiers of the First Brigade sat in bunkers covered with shrapnel and corpses, silently munching on compressed biscuits, and it was in this deathly silence that Colonel Carr could not help frowning. After four days and three nights of fighting, the troops used up all the light and heavy machine gun bullets, threw almost all the grenades, they needed a lot of ammunition to replenish, they needed medicine, they needed food, but, until now, nothing had been sent to the rear, as if their own troops, who had fought bloodily for Zhulai City, had been forgotten, or, somewhere more needed supplies, and took away the supplies of their poor troops, or, Zhulai City State already thought that the troops he led had been killed.

However, this can't be said, he has been fighting under the fierce artillery fire of the Imperial Army, this explosion, this gunshot, even the rear command should be able to hear, and you should know that there is still a unit fighting bloodily here, blocking the 18th Mecha Division of the Erebonian Empire by the Zhulai City State.

Could it be that it was because he offended General Nafil that the military department was ready to give up on himself and his troops, this is really too cruel.

He is bleeding for the future of Zhulai City, but the big people behind him are stabbing themselves, what a sad thing it is.

Thinking of this, the corners of Colonel Carr's mouth couldn't help but raise a bitter smile with a little helplessness.

However, even if this were the case, would Colonel Carr be able to retreat, and would he be able to put the cold killing machines of the Imperial Army behind his homeland? Not at all, General Phil has settled on himself.

The entire brigade has lost two-thirds of its soldiers, and there is no weapons and ammunition left, and Colonel Karl really can't imagine what they will use to defend tomorrow!

This is still tomorrow's problem, but the problem now is the wounded soldiers who cannot be lifted off the line of fire and cannot be treated.

The Ground Warrior Individual Soldier System has some medical equipment for first aid, but just relying on these things, there is a hairy use, this thing can only deal with some simple first aid injuries, can reduce inflammation, can relieve pain, and then there is an injection called "The Last Struggle". As for saving the lives of seriously wounded soldiers, they can't do it. They are not a panacea.

Those soldiers who were seriously injured could only lie in the trenches in despair, quietly feeling the bullets or shrapnel that burrowed into their bodies, causing the wounds to slowly become infected. In the evening, the two sides finally died down, and there was no more heavy artillery fire, and the painful groans of the wounded soldiers continued to float over the entire position. I don't know how many wounded soldiers, unable to bear the pain of despair, grabbed their rifles and pulled the trigger on themselves.

The worst of all were the seriously wounded who had no power to even grab their weapons and kill themselves, and even Colonel Carr himself could not remember how many words he had heard when he passed through those positions at night......

"Please, help me, give me a shot!"

In the face of the brothers who used to get along day and night, in the face of these comrades-in-arms who fought side by side on the battlefield but are now seriously injured and dying, and can only let out a helpless wail like small animals, even if they are iron-blooded soldiers, how many people can be ruthless and raise the weapons in their hands?!

They were the brothers of Colonel Karl, they were Colonel Karl's comrades-in-arms who lived and died together, and they ......

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Another day passed.

The border village was still a hellish sight, with blood and rags of blood and rags hanging everywhere on the blasted barbed wire, and a few pieces of air-dried minced flesh drifting in the wind, and the disgusting smell of the unextinguished flames and billowing smoke. Stretching out their feet, this almost cannonball-baked position was sprinkled with shrapnel, bullet casings, and sticky and soft mud, and no one wanted to imagine how much blood this land had absorbed to become like this.

The remnants of Colonel Carr's First Brigade, which had been supporting for another day, were lying in the tunnel one by one, and there was no longer any human appearance, except for a breath and a slight rise and fall in the chest, there was not much difference from the body of the dead.

They had been here for five days, they had run out of ammunition, they had run out of food, they had run out of medicines, and today day they were hungry and desperate for the Imperial army, and the last of their food had been exhausted last night, and they had already lost the submachine guns that represented their status and high-intensity fire suppression at close range, and grabbed the old guide rifles that had to be re-pulled once for a shot.

There were no grenades, and all the machine gun bullets were gone, but they insisted on holding on to such a position that could only be defended by a wing with the most rudimentary weapons and bayonets, and in one day, they repelled eight enemy attacks!

They are still alive, and sixty-three others are still on the battlefield.

General Phil's reinforcements don't know why, and they haven't come until now. They even wondered why, on the last day, on this Axis battlefield, the imposing offensive of the Imperial Army suddenly began to weaken. However, it was precisely because the offensive on the last day weakened that they were able to stay here, with their lives, with their blood, to be stationed here.

Is it sad, there is no longer the sadness of being betrayed, is it painful, it has become numb to the point that it is no longer painful. Colonel Carr just sat in a bunker made of corpses, letting the blood freeze on his body.

Not to mention any military technology, not to mention any personal reflexes, not to mention any tenacious vitality, people who can survive to this time are a miracle of the grace of fate.

On the steel helmet he was wearing, there were marks left by bullets and shrapnel all over the place, Colonel Carr at this time, no, all the surviving members of the First Brigade, at this time, I really have to thank Zheng Shuanglong for selling the ground warrior individual soldier system to Zheng Shuanglong of Zhulai City, if it weren't for the protective clothing with bulletproof, fireproof, thermonuclear, infrared, laser-proof, and anti-biological and chemical weapons in the ground warrior individual soldier system, everyone present would have been killed by the flying shrapnel.

In front of Colonel Karl lay more than fifty guns that had emptied all the bullets, including his own submachine guns, light machine guns snatched from the fallen brothers of the machine gun platoon, heavy machine guns, seven wings of the Zhulai City National Recruit Battalion that defended the position in front of them, guided rifles and assault rifles left behind, and guided rifles and guided light machine guns developed by the Lane Forte Society captured from the soldiers of the Imperial Army.

On Colonel Carr's right-hand side, the pull rings of the grenade had accumulated into a small pile, and the bullet casings he had punched out with his own hands almost drowned him.

Colonel Carr still held a three-bullet guide rifle in his hand, and he sat there silently with dull eyes, looking at his motionless body, looking at him as if she couldn't hear, see, smell, or feel at all, and had become an eternal fossil.

Suddenly, Colonel Carr's eyes were as stupid as a stone statue, and a ray of light burst out to the extreme, and he quickly raised his gun with a fluency that made people's hearts hairy, his gaze, the front sight of the rifle, and the target he locked, and when the three had not yet formed a straight line, he did not hesitate to pull the trigger.

"Bang!"

A crisp sound of gunfire rang out on the battlefield that had fallen silent again, and a bullet casing happily jumped out of the chamber of the gun, drawing a graceful arc in the air. At the same time, an Imperial soldier who was on the opposite position, accidentally showing half of his head, before he could figure out what was going on, exploded in the head with a rain of blood.

It was only at this time that Colonel Carr's face, which was as stone as a statue without the slightest mood swing, slowly raised a smile that belonged to a human being. muttered to himself, "One hundred and thirty-eight! ”

Endless artillery fire, brothers who continue to die, blood splashes, as a commander, bring all the brothers into this desperate battlefield...... These intertwined feelings were so strong that they continued to stimulate him deeply every day, and at this time, Colonel Carr had already killed stupidity. He doesn't eat, drink, he doesn't move, and unless there is a fight, he's no different from a dead man.

Of course, Colonel Karl did not pay attention, nor did the brothers beside him, and I don't know when, behind them, there was already an additional group of fully armed professional soldiers.

Captain Cress, who was supposed to be on Zheng Shuanglong's Qiyao Mine, walked to this battlefield with his last troops belonging to the Zhulai City State, one hundred and eighty-one soldiers. Looking at such a tragic battlefield, looking at the soldiers lying in the pile of corpses, Kressie's face was extremely complicated.

Looking at Colonel Carr, who was sitting there in a daze, was Captain Kress angry, guilty, or respectful? Even Captain Kress himself did not know.

Captain Kress silently walked in front of Colonel Karl, looked at the dried blood on Colonel Karl's face, silently saluted a military salute, and said bitterly: "Colonel Karl!" ”

Colonel Carr still sat there in a daze, as if there was nothing left in his body but the instinct and urge to kill.

Captain Kress took a deep breath, and he suddenly said in grief, "Colonel Karl! The war is over! The city of Zhulai has been defeated, and we have already lost! ”

"Whoa......" Hearing Captain Cress's words, Colonel Carr, who should not have been able to react, had a trace of blood on his pale face, and his dull eyes were a little angry.

Looking at the fully armed soldiers of the squadron behind Captain Kress, Colonel Carr tried to keep his eyes open and asked stupidly, "Defeated!?" Zhulai City is over!? What about General Phil!? And what about armored brigades ?! ”

Facing Colonel Carr's sluggish and childlike eyes, Captain Kress raised a strange fluctuation in his eyes, and said bitterly: "At 6 o'clock this morning, when General Phil led this armored force to prepare to launch a surprise attack on the back of the 18th Division, he was attacked by the 3rd Mecha Division and the 4th Mecha Division, which had fallen in advance by the iron-blooded Prime Minister who had long been insightful. Under the fierce attack of the 3rd, 4th, and 18th Mecha Divisions, the armored brigade led by General Phil was completely wiped out, and everyone including General Phil died! Everyone is finished, there is no future for Zhulai City, there are no more soldiers to fight, Colonel Karl, the position you are stationed there is no longer meaning......"

After fighting bloodily with the imperial army for nearly half a month and paying the price of tens of thousands of brothers, the Zhulai army was still defeated!

It was a complete defeat, a fiasco! In this great battle that will determine the future of the city of Jurai, it has been completely defeated!

Colonel Carr stood there dumbfounded, trying to eliminate the information that Captain Cress had brought him, when suddenly a maniacal smile rose from Colonel Carr's face, and suddenly he burst into tears again, and suddenly his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Hahaha......"

Laughter burst through the battlefield that had been silent for hours, and Colonel Carr laughed wildly as he pointed to the blood-soaked land of his brothers, and to the brother who still retained their heroic appearance and was worthy of the soldier's vocation.

It was only at this time that Colonel Carr knew why they were able to hold this position at the last moment when they ran out of ammunition and food!

It was only at this time that Colonel Carr knew why such a company of theirs was holding on to this axis battlefield for five whole days without reinforcements and logistical supplies; It was only at this time that Colonel Carr knew why this Axis position seemed to have been completely forgotten, and let their soldiers, who thought they were guarding here, become real outcasts!

It turned out that this axis battlefield, this defensive line that must not be lost, lost its real strategic significance at the very beginning and became an insignificant piece of chicken ribs! Neither the Iron Prime Minister nor General Phil have ever cast their hopes in this small border village!

Looking at Colonel Karl, who was smiling wildly, Captain Kress nodded as if understanding, and said bitterly: "Colonel Karl, take the brothers and retreat, before the imperial army pounces, retreat towards the location of the Qiyao Mine, His Excellency Zheng Shuanglong has already mentioned that we have arranged the back road for retreat, and Zhulai City can no longer get our group of soldiers." ”

"Bang!" At this time, Colonel Carr could no longer support his overweight body, and he involuntarily weakened his knees and fell heavily to the ground. Colonel Karl, a soldier who was bleeding and sweating on the battlefield but did not shed a single tear, finally couldn't help crying loudly. "The country is gone......"

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Qiyao Mine, Villa.

Zheng Shuanglong, who was sitting on a chair and gently playing with a few delicate obsidians, asked Asada Shino, "Shina, have you arranged Karl and them?" ”

"Well, it's arranged, but, Zheng, is there no problem with containing Carl. With a large group of soldiers to block the 18th Mecha Division of the Imperial Army for five days, this kind of shame, the 18th Mecha Division will not let them go, if it is said that Captain Cress's more than 100 people, it will not cause the anger of the Erebonian Empire, but if Carl and the sixty-three people are contained, it is really a matter of hatred, even if the iron-blooded Prime Minister does not want to turn against us, the 18th Mecha Division will definitely kill us on our side. Looking at Zheng Shuanglong, Asahda Shino said a little worriedly.

"Well, head, like Asada said, the risk of containing Carl is just too great. Even if the iron-blooded prime minister didn't want to touch us originally, now in order to appease the 18th Mecha Division, he must kill us, and in the face of nearly 80,000 troops armed to the teeth of the three Mecha Divisions, I really don't see any possibility for us to win. Yakumo Mirror squeezed the paper fan tightly and said a little anxiously.

Although Ling didn't say anything, just looking at her face, she knew that she must agree with Yakumo Mirror and Asada Shino's opinions.

Facing the worries of the three of them, Zheng Shuanglong shrugged his shoulders and asked Chicheng first without caring at all: "Chicheng, have the fighters been replenished, and tomorrow during the day, those guiding airships can be suppressed." ”

Akagi, who was feasting on a large amount of food, said softly and elegantly while eating quickly: "Zheng, it's all replenished, if it weren't for the zero battle, ship explosion, and ship attack that don't support missiles, I would have knocked down all those slow guided airships during the day today." And not so much loss of carrier-based aircraft. What a nasty feeling! ”

"Hawkers, after all, it's an aircraft carrier during World War II, and it's understandable that there were missiles at that time, and it was understandable that they didn't support it, and, even so, Akagi didn't beat those guided airships very miserably today, didn't they, they already had a very good performance." Zheng Shuanglong put away those obsidian, reached out and touched Chicheng's head, and praised.

Chicheng, who squinted his eyes and enjoyed Zheng Shuanglong's touching his head, said proudly: "Of course, I have the final say in the sky!" If even the kind of slow speed, flexibility, movement, and explosive power of the guided airship can't deal with it, the pride of the first air battle will be disgraced. ”

"Zheng, please don't change the subject." Looking at the interaction between Zheng Shuanglong and Akagi, Shino Asahda frowned and said seriously.

Looking at the serious Shino Asada, Zheng Shuanglong shrugged his shoulders and replied helplessly: "Okay, okay, I know." If you don't say the reason, you will not understand it, don't support it, this is really a very bad thing, the authority of the leader is completely gone. ”

"No, Zheng made a decision, even if I don't understand, I will implement it, but I still want to understand what is going on. After all, if I act in confusion, if I am less decisive and less wise, my execution will decline, which may affect Zheng's plan, so I want to know what I can understand and be qualified to understand, and that's it. Asahda Shino shook his head slightly and said seriously.

"Do you want to know what you can understand, what you can understand, this curiosity is not bad, then, there is nothing to hide." Hearing Asada's words, Zheng Shuanglong, who was beside Akagi, nodded the table and said with a look of relief.

Taking the red wine handed over by Fei, Zheng Shuanglong squinted lightly and said seriously: "What I fancy is the sixty-three soldiers who returned from the bloody battlefield of hell led by Carl, and those who survived such a tragic war are definitely manufacturable." There is a great terror between life and death, and there is also a great opportunity. No one knows how many deaths they've experienced in the past five days, but what I do know is that they have enough power to carry power. This journey of death will be the most precious insight of their lives, and if they don't die halfway, as long as they have the right guidance, they will have quite good achievements. ”

Zheng Shuanglong put down the wine glass in his hand, hugged Fei into his arms, gently stroked Fei's silver hair, and said: "We have to do things, we need people to do things, and these manpower is also considered, these ruffians and hooligans gathered on the side of Zhulai City and Country are not good, not to mention regional problems, that is, their strength is completely unavailable, and there is no cultivation value, and the group of undead veterans led by Carl is completely different, they are the best people." Much better than the soldiers of the squadron that Captain Nakres was carrying. Captain Cress's troops, I'm going to settle them casually, let them have a place to eat and live, and then I'll let it go, even if Captain Cress has expressed to me several times that he is willing to obey my orders, it's the same, they who haven't proven their potential are not worth cultivating. ”

Thinking of the sixty-three soldiers who had returned from hell, Zheng Shuanglong said with a smile on his face: "And this group of people in Karl is completely worth a little bit of my effort, they have proven themselves to be elites and elites that can be cultivated." It is an evil demon and a demon who has been killed from hell. Their current predicament, combined with the favor I had given Carl, could completely subdue them and make them my people, which is the most important thing. ”

"As for the resentment of the Eighteenth Mecha Division, this is not a problem, as long as the Eighteenth Mecha Division does not exist, then, what resentment is there." Lowering his head and resting his chin on Fei's silver hair, Zheng Shuanglong said with a little emotion: "In these years, it is more difficult to find a group of subordinates who are worthy of training, capable, loyal, and will not turn back, and it is understandable to pay a little bit for this." ”

"Moreover, killing one is a crime, slaughtering ten thousand is a male, and slaughtering nine million is a male in the male. If the 18th Mecha Division is buried, it can also deter some bull ghosts, snakes, and gods, and some young people. That's a good thing, after all, even I'd be annoyed if anything dared to climb on my head. Therefore, it is necessary to show off your muscles once in a while. Let them understand that there is a powerful and powerful presence here. Zheng Shuanglong, who had a charming smile on his face, said meaningfully. (To be continued.) )