Every "general" level powerhouse is not simple. This law applies to the empire of mankind as well as to the world of darkness.

The fourth-level evolutionary physique is very scarce, and both the Dark World and the Human Empire lack such powerhouses. Therefore, every strong person who has reached the "general" level physique often has his own secrets.

Perhaps a unique variation in the evolutionary process.

Maybe it's some kind of weapon or equipment that belongs to you.

In the case of Johnson, his secret is a steel cuirass.

This is the trophy he peeled from an opponent when he was in the underground boxing ring. The guy is known as the undefeated champion in the boxing arena, with a 52-bout winning streak. By chance, Johnson accidentally discovered the fighter's secret: he had a steel cuirass. Of course, it's not a big road commodity in the ordinary sense, but a biological armor that was made from a secret research institute at a great cost. The defense of that thing can only be considered average, equivalent to the strength of two-millimeter-thick combat armor. Under normal circumstances, a standard-caliber nine-millimeter warhead can shoot through lightly. However, the biological armor has artificial muscles on both sides as a cushion. To wear the breastplate, the fighter underwent a full-body modification, cutting through the skin and implanting armor inside the body, that is, on the chest.

His appearance is no different from that of a normal person, and due to the use of non-metallic synthetic materials, no clues have been found in previous inspections of the underground boxing ring. Johnson didn't make it to his face, but he was very smart, knocking the fighter into the guardrail in the corner of the ring during the fight, and slicing the opponent's body with the help of the beer bottle thrown by his assistant in advance.

There are no rules in the underground boxing arena, and as long as you don't use weapons like knives, you can pick up anything thrown at you by the audience. For example, wine bottles, chairs, towels, etc. And just like that, when the biological armor slipped from the fighter's wound and the connected musculature appeared in front of everyone, Johnson became the winner. As a bonus, he was given the breastplate on the condition that it was strictly forbidden to use it during any matches.

The standard short-barreled rifles of the main Imperial Legion were extremely powerful, but they could not penetrate this cuirass. Johnson knew he would definitely suffer a massive impact of power, but it would never be fatal. When talking to Qiao Yuheng upstairs, Johnson had already recognized that Su Hao's rifle was not a legion model, but a weakened version specially equipped with the servant army, and it was also a single shot. He could only shoot one bullet at most, and he would be able to cross this distance on his own. Then, the outcome will be in my hands!

As soon as his feet hit the ground, Johnson's eyes suddenly caught something. His gaze instinctively deflected in that direction, and as soon as he made contact with the target, the blood in his entire body instantly coagulated, and his whole body was cold.

He saw a lewd-looking, sloppy-looking guy holding a gun aimed at him.

Johnson didn't know Dai Xiaolou, but he knew Dai Xiaolou's main army officer uniform, as well as the thick explosive pistol in his hand. It wasn't a weakened version of the servant army's use, but a real military killing weapon that I couldn't resist at all.

Right next to the seemingly squishy colonel, a burly, male-looking second lieutenant was rushing towards him. He wasn't alone, and he was surrounded by a dozen heavily armed soldiers in red power armor.

Am I dazzled? Why do they all have chainsaw swords in their hands, and even shoulder-fired anti-armor guns for individual use?

Oh, my God! There is also a chaplain, a pharmacist who can only be deployed in the combat units of the main legion. They, why are they here? Yes, before I walked into the mayor's mansion, I did see the legionnaires standing outside. But what do they have to do with it? What about priests and pharmacists? I have never offended them, I am a law-abiding citizen of the Empire. The Emperor is above! No, that's not true!

"No—"

Johnson's scream instantly pierced the calm over Konoha Town, and the terrifying sound was interrupted by the brutal roar of a blaster.

Before his feet could be steady, Johnson's body had already flown upside down from the air. Dai Xiaolou aimed very accurately, and a barrage composed of a large area of special alloy particles hit overwhelmingly. The special explosive warhead is divided into two parts, the front end has a powerful penetrating steel core, and the back is a shotgun with terrifying lethality. Only the officers of the main army would have issued such a warhead, and at such a close distance, Johnson did not have time to make evasive movements, and almost all the steel ball fragments blasted into his body. Although the biological armor implanted in the chest blocked part of it, the entire abdomen, as well as the lower body, were still blown to pieces. There was an extra cloud of flying blood in the air, and then it quickly spilled down.

"Plop!"

Johnson fell to the ground from the ground, rolled a few times, and lay on his back facing the sky. The flesh and skin on his body were almost shattered, his hands and feet twitched unconsciously, his face was a blur of flesh and blood, his eyes were blind, his chest rose and fell sharply, and his hard armor protruded from under his skin.

Powerful, is a very vague concept. Johnson's experience is similar to that of Wang Hu, who was besieged by dark creatures before. Although Captain Nelson is not as strong as Johnson, and any Legionnaire is inferior to Johnson in terms of overall strength, they are superior in number and have a tacit cooperation. Even without wearing a power armor, three skilled veterans can still deal with Johnson. The amplification effect of the power armor on the wearer is very obvious, and the technology can also make up for the lack of personal physical fitness in a large way. Although Dai Xiaolou looked inconspicuous, his combat skills were enough to be worthy of his rank of colonel. He skillfully grasped the moment when Johnson had just landed and his legs had not yet finished charging, and a bullet was the end of the battle.

The master of the ancient era of the earth can dominate the martial arts. But in front of a hot weapon, one bullet is enough to kill the leader of the martial arts alliance in seconds.

Of course, if you aim well enough, the other party will stand there stupidly and let you shoot at random.

Su Hao, Dai Xiaolou and others walked over from different directions, stood in front of the dying Johnson, raised their heads, and looked at the big hole in the wall on the second floor.

Qiao Yuheng's head appeared there. He was leaning out and looking down in horror.

Dai Xiaolou refilled the gun with a bullet, still holding the cigarette in his mouth that seemed to never run out, and asked casually: "You seem to have caused some trouble." It seems that you have a lot more enemies than I thought. ”

As he spoke, he kicked Johnson, who was moaning in pain, again: "This guy is really big. If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't have believed that someone could be seriously injured and not die in the face of a special warhead attack without protection. This bullet must have been the work of the guys in the heavy industry workshop who cut corners. I'm going to have to complain to General Stanberga when I go back and fix those bastards properly...... Not! What is this? This guy actually has an internal layer of protection under his skin? Oh! What do I see? Hell it's a piece of biological armor! ”

Military men are no strangers to biological armor. When it was first developed, this built-in guard was all the rage. In particular, some wealthy nobles in the inner regions of the empire have made it fashionable to undergo biological armor surgery. In order to maximize profits, Dr. Bescher, the inventor of the technology, publicly claimed that biological armor is the most significant human self-modification project that changes the direction of human evolution and can perfect itself without genetic repair. At the time, bioarmor implantation surgeries cost up to 50,000 Imperial Gold Coins. In the case of special modifications to individual requirements, the cost can increase exponentially. Among them, the most comprehensive and expensive reconstructed individual was Marquis Wang Haowen, who was the second deputy minister of the imperial treasury at that time. In order to have an embedded biological armor that cannot be seen through by the naked eye, the earl paid more than 3.7 million gold coins for the transformation. Of course, the biological armor implanted in the earl's body is not just two breastplates of ordinary models, but more than 450 pieces of armor of all sizes that cover every corner of the body and can expand and contract with the movement of muscles without causing any impact on the body.

Wang Haowen's extravagance is not unreasonable. In his position, there are many people who are jealous and envious, and there are countless people who are jealous and hateful. Despite the dozens of guards around him, the Marquis still felt dangerous. Dr. Bescher's bio-armor modification technology made the Marquis truly feel safe. Including the eyelid muscles, they are covered with a layer of hard biological armor. This is equivalent to an extra layer of defensive armor underneath the skin. However, at the opening ceremony of the Empire's semi-annual financial conference held in June of that year, Marquis Wang Haowen was hit in the side by a large-caliber sniper warhead and died on the spot.

Bio-armor is not an absolute panacea, and it is still particularly disadvantaged, especially in terms of hardness and steel extensibility, which cannot be compared to real combat armor. It may be able to withstand sharp weapons made of ordinary steel, but it cannot withstand advanced laser sabers, or weapons such as high-frequency daggers.

A year later, more and more problems with biological armor were exposed. Almost every person who implants the armor has expressed intense biological repulsion. The implanted system is not compatible with its own cells at all, and the implanters have shown signs of widespread infection and wound inflammation. Even high doses of antibiotics do not help. In one year, more than 600 people died in the field of biological armor. Despite Dr. Bescher's repeated modifications to the armor-implanted Active Cell Formula, he was unable to change the status quo. The day before the Imperial Police were ordered to arrest the Doctor, Beschel vanished. No one knew exactly where he had gone, and all the bioarmor technical data found in his private house had been sealed. The relevant data was handed over to the Imperial Research Institute for decryption, but a considerable part of the information was lost in the process and obtained by others who coveted it. As a result, bioarmor technology has flowed into the civilian population and has quickly evolved into an extremely secretive underground renovation project that also requires a lot of money to operate.

Today's biological armor transplantation technology has been greatly improved compared to the past. However, the lack of compatibility with the transplanter's body has not been improved from beginning to end. The only technical change is the addition of an inline antibiotic capsule on top of the original one. This is a practice of implanting special cells with antibiotic effects in the body in advance, so that after they are implanted with biological armor, they continuously release white blood cells that are sufficient to maintain the normal operation of the surrounding systems, and minimize the chance of infection. Normally, antibiotic capsules are usually kept in place for five years. When the time comes, the biological armor must be dismantled. If not, the implanter himself will have a strong biological rejection reaction and will definitely die.

As a bodyguard, it's always good to have an extra layer of hidden protection. Johnson's choice is not surprising, Qiao Yuheng's employment fee is very high, enough to pay for the surgery to disassemble the biological armor in the future, and enough for his pension after retirement. At the beginning, Johnson never imagined that it would be the incomparably powerful main army of the empire that would end this qiē.

Two legionnaires escorted Qiao Yuheng down from the upper floor. Despite his pale face and many bad facts in his mind, Qiao Yuheng still kept twisting his arm that was being grabbed by the legionnaires, struggling desperately, and let out a particularly unwilling roar from his mouth.

"I am a citizen of the Empire, the master of this town. You can't do this to me. I'm going to sue you in the Supreme Court of the Empire! Let me go! Let me go! ”

Looking at Qiao Yuheng, who was full of madness and couldn't break free from the hands of the legionnaires, Dai Xiaolou smiled "hey, hey, hey", turned to look at Su Hao, and asked meaningfully, "Who is this guy?" Are you good-looking? Or your creditor? ”

Su Hao didn't want to gag on this issue, he took two steps forward, stared at Qiao Yuheng in front of him, and asked Dai Xiaolou, who was standing next to him: "I'm not very familiar with the laws of the empire." Can you sue me for attempting to seize other people's property according to the Imperial Code, and what charges should I be punished? ”

"Oh! You're asking the right person. My dream was to become a lawyer. It's all this damn reality and a filthy society like a dye vat that wants to turn me into a soldier. ”

Dai Xiaolou narrowed his eyes, pretended to think for a moment, and snapped his fingers vigorously: "The Imperial Code stipulates: personal property is sacrosanct. Whoever gets involved in any form or under any pretext can file a complaint with the Imperial Court in your local area, and law enforcement will take care of it. ”

This is not the answer Su Hao wants.

He turned his head, glanced at Dai Xiaolou with dissatisfaction, and roared quite fiercely: "What you said is a normal situation." If the other party came straight into my house with a gun and a knife, grabbed something when they saw it, pointed a knife at me, and threatened me to take out the title deed and the property certificate and write their names. What should I do at such a time? ”

Sunglasses slipped off the bridge of Qiao Yuheng's nose, his eyes had become red, and he roared in a panic and anger: "You lie!" Konoha Town is the property of our Qiao family, it belongs to my younger brother, and you are only a nominal custodian. ”

Su Hao didn't argue, he grabbed a shotgun from Heng Gerui, who was standing on the other side, and loaded the bullet with a "click", his face was gloomy, and he looked at Dai Xiaolou very unhappily: "You haven't answered my question just now." ”

"Do you need to talk about that? Of course, I picked up the knife and fought hard with them, and I could do whatever I wanted! ”

Dai Xiaolou took a big puff of cigarette and held it for a long time before he exhaled the smoke with incomparably comfortable pleasure, saying: "For outsiders who forcibly break into their homes, the owner has the right to kill them on the spot." This was what the imperial law stated. If you still have any questions, you can turn to the latest version of the "Detailed Explanation of the Criminal Code". Remember, on page 1097, chapter 11, section XXVII, entry 102. ”

Su Hao was very satisfied with this answer, and the gloom on his face became clearer. He turned around, picked up his shotgun, and aimed the thick black muzzle at Qiao Yuheng's head.

"Nope! No! You can't be like this, you can't be like this! ”

Qiao Yuheng's face changed drastically, and panic replaced his previous anger. He quickly understood that the problem was not as simple as he had thought before, and hurriedly shouted regardless of it: "Don't get me wrong, I don't mean to snatch your property. I just had a misunderstanding with my brother, and it'......s perfectly fine between me and you."

Before he could finish speaking, Su Hao had already directly stuffed the muzzle of the gun into Qiao Yuheng's mouth. The hard and thick barrel of the gun firmly pushed his tongue deep into his throat, and Qiao Yuheng only felt a burst of nausea, and it became difficult to breathe, so he could only let out a "whine" sound full of fear and unwillingness.

Su Hao's eyes flashed with a hint of cruelty with sadistic intent and pulled the trigger.

……

The La Sostaun Basin is a vast fertile plain where three rivers meet, and due to the gentle terrain, a vast alluvial plain is formed under the constraints of mutual flows. The surrounding land is fertile, and the food production is much higher than in other parts of the space field.

This is the domain of the Earl of Larsen. Even the king himself was envious of the opulence of the Rasostahn basin. But there is no way, this land is a reward given by the ancestors to the earl's ancestors. The only way to get it back is to take back the earl's title and fief on some charge. The result of this was a direct war between the king and the nobility.

As night fell, the city in the distance began to light up. The sparkling flames became more and more numerous, and soon became uncountable and dizzying. Illuminated by countless points of light, the city soon became brilliantly lit, like a huge firework standing on the dark earth, attracting a group of people who were interested in it.

Walam jumped from the off-road vehicle with a heavy machine gun and slowly walked to the edge of the cliff at the edge of the basin, raised his tactical binoculars, and silently watched the city not far away.

For the technological civilization that still lingers in the space realm of the medieval world, these intruders from the higher main world are simply a terrible disaster.

Over this time, Valam has conquered one viscountydom and two baronies. If the size of these territories is used as a criterion, the area that Valam now occupies has long since far exceeded the Clemen family's interest domination zone in the third stage of the Overworld.