Hit, nicknamed Dart, was one of the six members of Demon Wings who originally followed Vincent, and like the other members, as the patriarch of Demon Wings, Hit was also in the thick of things at this time.

But Hitt was unhappy today, because the patrol he had sent out yesterday had not yet returned. Although his soldiers sometimes do stupid things, such as finding an excuse to go into a widow's house in a settlement in the middle of the night, or to make some extra money to fight the autumn breeze. But after all, they are professional soldiers, and although they have a gangster spirit, they cannot deny their qualities as an excellent soldier.

Since it comes to quality, discipline is naturally the most important one, although the unique gangsterism of the wilderness soldiers they have cultivated will always make them do something that is not in line with the identity of a soldier, but they will definitely not do low-level mistakes like undisciplined and late, what is a soldier ruffian? It's that they love to play the edge ball, only rubbing the edge, but not the line, so they should have come back in the middle of the night last night and have not appeared until now, there is only one possibility, that is, they have an accident.

Hitt walked around his office irritably, although they were only three ordinary soldiers, but you must know that Vincent's army was extremely strict, and those soldiers who could dare to be ruffians were the first to follow them, and belonged to the lineage of descendants.

At this moment, Hit's adjutant walked in from outside, and seeing his adjutant, Hitt hurriedly asked in a loud voice, "Amir, have you found them?" ”

Adjutant Amir grimaced and said dejectedly: "Not yet, two helicopters have been sent out to search, maybe...... Bad luck is too little...... Although they were not found with Big Mouth and One Eye, our reconnaissance aircraft found traces of the activities of the Union forces in the area where they disappeared. ”

"Confederate forces?" Hit's eyes were bloodshot all of a sudden, and the appearance of the Alliance Army made Hitt understand in his heart that the veterans of his lineage seemed to be killed by the Alliance Army nine times out of ten. In the past 5 years, less than 50 of the 600 soldiers who originally followed him are still alive, half of them have quit the army because of serious injuries and disabilities, and the remaining few can be said to have died one less than one, and this time 3 veterans died, how can this not make Hitt feel annoyed?

Almost without any hesitation, Hitt shouted loudly: "Amir, inform the whole army, and give all the alliance troops in this vicinity to Lao Tzu, grandma's, those who dare to touch me." ”

Adjutant Amir was stunned for a moment, and then said with some hesitation: "Eh...... Head, are you sure you want to do this? The relationship between our army and the alliance army is already very delicate, and it is easy for you to trigger a full-scale war. This responsibility...... I'm afraid Your Majesty will blame you then. ”

Hitt smiled coldly: "Amir, you still don't know our Majesty, if I do it, as long as I can win, Your Majesty will definitely not say anything about me, but if I lose, then I will be unlucky." An alliance, Your Majesty doesn't pay attention to it, and it fights and fights, what can they do? What you have to think about now is how we win the war, not how we take responsibility after the war. ”

"Yes." Amir snapped a military salute, then hurriedly turned away to set up the march. Fighting a war was a matter of words for Hit, but it was a busy affair for those of them who were adjutants. The movement and deployment of the army, the formulation and revision of battle plans, the transfer of logistics, the allocation of personnel, are all things to be done by the staff of the adjutant and the adjutant.

However, the difference between an army that fights a lot and an army that doesn't fight a lot can be seen at this time. In just one afternoon, just after dinner in the evening, an army of tens of thousands of people drove out of the camp and quietly approached the Union army station under the cover of night.

At this time, it is still winter, and the temperature in the field at night is more than minus 20 degrees, not to mention fighting, and many people will find it difficult to even walk in the wild.

Therefore, the soldiers of the Allied army did not believe that anyone would attack the camp at night, or this was also a practice of European armies, and the fighting generally began in spring or autumn, and in winter at most there were some sporadic skirmishes, and they were all during the day, and the night was the time of the cease-fire, and no one could fight in such cold weather.

So the Allies were stationed in a garrison outside the second line of defense they had constructed, and although there were about 2,000 troops of the European Army stationed here, it was as if it were completely undefended on this night.

All the tanks and vehicles of Hit's army were shut down 10 kilometers away, and then all the infantry dismounted, marched lightly, and quietly surrounded the camp of the European army. All the soldiers wore thick winter coats, and although the cold weather still made many people shiver, not a single person made a sound, and not a single person moved, which shows the severity of Hit's management of the army.

In a bunker not far from the Allies, Hitt put down his infrared binoculars and smiled coldly in the direction of the Allies, the entire camp of 2,000 people, there were only a dozen soldiers on duty, and they all gathered together, lit a bonfire to keep warm, and barbecued. Although they were warmer in this way, in this way, all places outside the light of the campfire became blind spots, and nothing could be seen in the darkness farther away, and there was no difference between such duty and non-duty.

They didn't even see it, just about 10 meters behind them, several soldiers wearing camouflage and camouflage nets were quietly crawling towards their positions.

One of the Dark Knight's soldiers crept up behind an allied soldier, his speed slowing so slow that he couldn't even see his trajectory if he weren't staring. Around him, there were a dozen or so Dark Knight soldiers with the same cold faces. They pulled out a Nepalese scimitar from their calves, a brutal melee blade that was best suited for ...... Cut your throat.

All the soldiers of the Dark Knight were quietly lurking, quietly waiting for the opportunity, and suddenly, all the allies did not know who told the joke, and all of them burst into laughter, and some even exaggerated while pounding the ground with their hands. They laughed wildly, unaware that the shadow of death was looming over their heads.