Standing behind the bald Nas was a tall, handsome man who looked to be less than thirty years old, with long blond hair flowing down and draped over his shoulders. Even if you are wearing a special combat uniform, when you see Renfil, you will always feel as if there is a warm sun on your face. Only the three inconspicuous dark gold short-handled battle axes on his chest reminded people that the man in front of them was no small person.

Although this valley is the official residence of the Dark Dragoons, and a large amount of war supplies have been stored, few people wear the uniforms of the Dragoons, and they are all wearing a variety of combat uniforms, with a variety of weapons and armor. It is undeniable that Renfil is indeed handsome and free, and even a little beautiful, but like the people in the valley, he also has a heavy smell of gunpowder and a killing atmosphere, which is by no means comparable to those fat and powdery children of the family in the headquarters building.

Seeing the embarrassed smiling face of the bald Nas, Renfil snorted, ignored him, and quickly walked towards the middle of the valley. Adventurous businessmen like the bald Nas are essential, just teach them to follow the rules, and there is no need to make a fuss.

At the northern end of the valley, against a steep hill face, there is a three-storey component house, and the most magnificent building in the valley is the headquarters of Kaplan. There was only a dozen meters of open space around the headquarters, and there were three or two guards with guns cruising. Tactics such as decapitation and raid headquarters in the old days have become a joke under structures like the Dark Dragoon. In the case of the strength of the senior officers themselves, the raid on the command where the high-ranking officers gathered can only be described as suicide.

There were also drunken guys who bombarded the headquarters at close range with a man-to-ground missile, but a lieutenant colonel easily detonated the missile with a pistol volley. As for Kaplana's legendary defensive force field that can protect the entire headquarters, no one can feast their eyes on it.

Anyone who has been in this valley for a little longer knows that General Kaplan likes to be quiet, so his headquarters is always quiet, and the officers who shuttle constantly know that it is most unwise to slow down and speak softly, otherwise it would be the most unwise thing to provoke General Kaplan's anger.

Today, however, this convention has been completely broken. From time to time, General Kaplan's lion-like roar echoed through the headquarters, and Persephone's voice rang out from time to time. Her voice was like a crisp wind chime, and it didn't seem to be very loud, but no amount of Kaplan's roar was terrifying, it couldn't suppress Persephone's momentum even a little. If you listen to Persephone's voice for a long time, you will even feel that your eardrum hurts terribly. Only then will people realize how terrible it is for a woman who will turn the men around her into beasts at this moment.

General Kaplan is less than 180 centimeters and is in a very inconspicuous category in this valley. He had just passed his fiftieth birthday, and his somewhat mottled gray hair was already meticulously combed. He tapped the virtual image sand table in the center of the war room, shouting, "I'm preparing to attack here, here, and here, to gain a foothold in their area of activity, and to establish a base. This base needs a lot of firepower! Firepower, you know! You took this batch of ammunition and equipment, and let my soldiers take what to defend themselves? ”

Persephone stood a meter away from Kaplan, a faint smile on her face, rather than the slightest hint of anger. But her words made people laugh at all: "General Kaplan, I didn't think it was necessary to move the Dark Dragoon Code out, and you better not let me do it." I want that gear now, and it's going to be ready in an hour, and my people will come and receive it. As for your operation, just delay it for a few days, and when the next batch of supplies arrives, it's not too late to start the offensive. ”

Persephone's unsparing strength immediately provoked a strong backlash in the headquarters, and dozens of officers shouted loudly, all staring at Persephone angrily. They formed a discreet circle, enclosing Persephone and her servants. Judging from the momentum, Persephone, who only brought less than ten servants, was undoubtedly at an absolute disadvantage.

"It can't be!" General Kaplan was very tough, but there was also a faint uneasiness in his heart. He knew Persephone, and there was no one in the Dark Dragoon who didn't know her. Persephone's wisdom and cunning are on a par with her beauty and ability, and she dares to be so tough, either she has no choice or she is absolutely sure. Either way, it's not what Kaplan wants to see. Although they are both major generals, one is over fifty this year, the other is only in his twenties, and Kaplan has not even been a general for as long as Persephone. So Kaplan had a good idea of the strength of both sides, but this was his domain for many years, and Persephone had only been in the north for a few months, and she had barely been to the valley in those months. So most of the fighters here, including those who venture into armed traders, will listen to Kaplan, which is his greatest advantage.

"Those supplies aren't yours, General Kaplan, they belong to the Dark Dragoons." Persephone reminded him.

Kaplan frowned and said, "Here I am the commander, and the materials and personnel are deployed by me!" ”

"The reason why you are the commander here is because in the north you have the highest military rank. Now I'm here too, we are all major generals, and the command is divided equally with each other, so there is no such thing as saying that all materials and personnel belong to you. I want those supplies. Persephone took out a pencil out of nowhere, and twirled it between her fingers nonchalantly.

Kaplan's face was solemn, and he could tell that Persephone was serious. But as the supreme commander here for many years, Kaplan also has his own authority to maintain. In fact, he already regarded the north as a small kingdom of his own, and did not want anyone else to interfere at all. This operation was important, not just to capture a forward base, Kaplan had received crucial intelligence, so he set out an ambitious plan to prepare a series of strikes through Guò to establish a strategic advantage in the north in one fell swoop. In this way, he would have a much greater say in the headquarters and would have the potential to turn the area into his personal domain. The amount of equipment that Persephone asked for was small, but it was a single soldier using light, long-range, high-power, and accurate weapons, which was the essence of the essence, and without this batch of equipment, the firepower of Kaplan's troops would be greatly reduced. So, of course, he didn't agree with Persephone taking them. But the problem is that although this batch of equipment has arrived, Kaplan has not yet paid for it, and in order to prepare for this battle, Kaplan has already spent so much money that he can't even pay the deposit for this equipment. This means that they are still ownerless for the time being. But everyone knew that General Kaplan needed these things, so no one would ask for them.

Kaplan wanted to use the supplies first, and then use the spoils to repay the price of the supplies after the campaign was successful. This is the limit of what he can do, and it is also the bottom line that the headquarters can tolerate. No one dared to break the account of the Dark Dragoon headquarters.

But no one expected that Persephone would suddenly rush to this small valley named Victory Valley at night, and after revealing her identity, she was named to carry the goods that had already been tacitly agreed upon. The guards of the warehouse immediately stopped Persephone, though it was supposed that he should obey Persephone's orders, as long as they were in accordance with the rules of the Dark Dragoon. But this is the Valley of Victory, and everyone, even those who are not Kaplan's men, will respect Kaplan more than the strange Persephone, not to mention that Persephone is still a woman, a young, beautiful woman.

Persephone didn't get tangled with a few people in charge of the warehouse, but came directly to Kaplan for the theory, so there was such a quarrel.

Kaplan was silent, and the situation had developed to the point where it had been, and to be honest, he regretted it a little. There has never been a practice of respecting the old man in the Dark Dragoon, and the younger man is always stronger in the same rank. Being old only means that you are not as good as you are. Kaplan had already seen Persephone's seriousness, and his insight would not have fooled him by Persephone's age and porcelain doll-like appearance. If Persephone knew that she was so persistent, then the best solution would be to negotiate and give the supplies to Persephone after receiving the corresponding benefits, rather than the current stalemate.

However, he is also the major general of the Dark Dragoon and the recognized commander of the Victory Valley, and his face and authority cannot be relinquished. Kaplan secretly hated why Persephone was so blunt, didn't she know a little bit of diplomacy?

General Kaplan was silent, and Persephone waited patiently for her answer, and for a moment silence fell in the command, except for Persephone's pencil to spin palpitatingly.

Just as there was a stalemate, Renfil walked into the headquarters, and when he sensed that the atmosphere was not right, he immediately laughed a few times and said to Persephone, "Fanny, I heard that you want to take some equipment. You know they're important for planning the next step here, can you tell me why you're in such a hurry? ”

"I'm going to save my man!" Persephone said with a smile. Her answer immediately brought Renfil's smile to his face.

Renfil's embarrassment lasted only a brief moment as he smiled self-deprecatingly and said, "You know, our next battle is important......"

"It doesn't matter how long your campaign drags on, my man can't wait a few days. I want this gear, right now. Persephone's voice began to turn soft and deep, making people's blood boil to listen. But both Kaplan and Renfil knew that this was a sign that she was going to turn the other cheek and do something.

Kaplan remained silent, and his silence was interpreted by some of his subordinates as connivance. Driven by the idea of sharing worries for his superiors, a young staff officer stood up and shouted: "Why do you need equipment here! a**......"

The young staff officer was not yet a full-fledged dragoon and had never been to Dragon City, he grew up in the north and joined Kaplan's guard in the Valley of Victory, when Kaplan was only a lieutenant colonel and he was only fifteen years old. So, he didn't know where his mistakes were.

Everyone in the headquarters suddenly felt a mountain of pressure, and even their breathing was stagnant! Persephone's pencil pointed at the young staff officer, and his body suddenly flew backwards and slammed into the wall! The impact was so violent that blood immediately gushed out of the young staff officer's mouth, but he was forced back by the heavy pressure. There was a dense sound of bones shattering in his body, and his body immediately flattened, as if it had been crushed by an invisible sledgehammer. This qiē happened in an instant, but the whole process was very clear, so that everyone could see it clearly.

Except for a few people, almost no one thought that Persephone, who looked gentle and elegant, would be so ruthless that it would be a human life. It was only then that people remembered Persephone's identity as the Dark Dragoon General, and as a general, she wielded the power of life and death over those who were not part of the Dark Dragoon. Killing such a person is only a trivial matter, and the people inside the Dark Dragoon cannot interfere. Only Kaplan can express his displeasure in connection with this incident, but that means going to war with Persephone.

Kaplan's face was pale, and his beard was shaking. Persephone's ability just now shocked him in his heart, and if the pencil was pointing at him, although he could block it, he would inevitably have a little gaffe. Who knows if it's Persephone's full force?

"Fanny, don't do this, we're comrades with a common enemy." Renfil said with a wry smile.

"Remember, I am first and foremost the general of the Dark Dragoons." Persephone said lightly. This time, she no longer has the seductive charm that is easy to misunderstand, but replaces it with Sen Han's murderous aura. Only then did people remember that although she had not been in the north for a short time, she had already made brilliant military achievements, and behind those dazzling military exploits, countless lives had been piled up.

Persephone said coldly to Kaplan, "Those things are not yours, and you have no right to withhold them." I'm willing to come to you, it's already to give you face, since you must force me, then I'll give you two choices, either hand over the things, or go to war now! ”

Kaplan's face turned from blue to white, and his lips opened and closed several times, but he still couldn't make up his mind. He threw down a sentence fiercely: "Anyway, those things are still in the warehouse of the headquarters, you can move them yourself, remember to pay in full!" Then, he strode out of the headquarters.

Persephone snorted and walked out of the headquarters. Although there were dozens of officers in the headquarters, no one dared to block her way.

The work of collecting supplies was very smooth, and Persephone never had many men, only twenty men, but all of them were well-trained. They quickly took all the equipment they needed, and left no money behind, and the shortfall was to be filled by Kaplan. Once armed, Persephone left Victory Valley with her men. Several off-road vehicles had been parked outside the valley to keep them in place.

As soon as he walked out of the Victory Valley, he heard the roar of motors, and several off-road vehicles came speeding towards him and stopped in front of Persephone. Renfil jumped out of the first car, walked up to Persephone, smiled, and said, "You're going to help your man?" ”

Persephone immediately showed a sweet smile: "Yes. He is Sue and all dragoons know him. ”

Renfil's expression was much more natural, and he said, "Yes, I've heard of him too." But if it weren't for you, I'm afraid few people would know who Su is. Well, I'll go with you, and maybe I can help. You see, my people are ready. ”

Persephone glanced at several SUVs, shook her head, and said, "You can't help me." ”

Renfil was not angry, still with a sunny smile, and said, "If a captain can be your protector, a colonel can at least help a little, right?" ”

Persephone snorted and said, "If you want to come along, you can do it." With that, she jumped into her command car and drove away.