The originally calm valley was stirred up with the arrival of a troop of men.

It was a heavily armed team of eight mobile vehicles, all of which were well-equipped and had a uniform spray pattern.

There were about fifty or sixty of them, all of them wore combat uniforms, and they were tall and fierce, and they carried the fine weapons of a water, rather than the "burning sticks" of mixed quality that most people wield.

On their left chest, there is an identical velcro that marks the origin.

It is the Eiffel Tower, the symbol of Paris!

These people are the hounds of the megacity of Paris, they are both tame animals that hunt small fish and shrimp, and satellites that always move around their masters.

Scout, Sniffer, Vanguard, Anchor...... These are all functional attributes of the Hound Squad, and they also indicate that Paris is not far away.

At this moment, the valley was filled with an atmosphere of urgency, and everyone's face was filled with a look of determination.

Behind them, billowing black smoke was rising from the moving castle of the Guiguhui, and a small grenade hit the fuel storage bin with precision, causing a chain explosion that directly opened a large hole in the rear of the castle.

Simon was dumbfounded, and he knew that he had to make a choice today.

"Ladies and gentlemen, we have no ill intentions, the measure just now is just to make you make up your mind to join Paris, I hope you will consider it carefully, Paris welcomes you as a cultural and artistic inheritor." Thomas, the commander of the Hound Squad, shouted with a bullhorn.

"Paris has coveted us for a long time, and the mayor's butler, Roman Morgan, is a collector's ambition to bring the world's ancient treasures to the Louvre." The bearded old man, Achim, shook his head and muttered.

"You are delusional! A true gentleman will never use artillery fire, let alone rob by force! Young John rebuked.

"Gentleman?" Standing high on the rock face of the valley, Thomas sneered scoundrelly, "We are the hounds of Paris, a pack of bloodthirsty beasts, and you can meet gentlemen as well, and they sit high under the Eiffel Tower and drink tea, as long as you can see them." ”

John wanted to reply, but Achim pressed his shoulder, "Don't waste your saliva, they're all old fritters in the wasteland, and they won't be reasonable." ”

"If the truth makes sense, the ancient powers will not perish." Vincent said.

Simon smiled bitterly, "Everyone, it seems that we are in the same desperate situation again, this time, the Phoenix City Lord will most likely not be able to come back, and we should not have pinned our hopes on our benefactor, not to mention that the other party is still Paris City." ”

This old man was gradually tired from the turmoil of the past few days, and he especially wanted to do nothing, so he devoted the few remaining days of his life to studying ancient history and leaving a warning for future generations.

"Are you going to?" Achim vaguely heard something.

"You all have some skills, and if you want to come to Paris, you won't have a bad time, and you might be able to get a job in the Louvre." Simon squeezed out an ugly smile.

Everyone was startled, and then fell silent.

"As for me," Simon turned his wheelchair and looked at the burning Rose, "I'll leave it at that, I don't want to run away anymore." ”

"Grandpa Simon!" John was in a hurry.

"That's it, you go to Paris with those guys, and I'll stay here until the Phoenix Lord returns, so I have to thank him again in person." Simon touched the castle in flames.

He vaguely remembered that when he was young, he took over the responsibility of protecting the ancient from his parents, and on that day, his parents, dozens of residents fought bloody battles with the ambushed thugs, covering him to escape from the siege by driving the ancient guild alone.

"It was you who took everyone in at the beginning, and it took decades to form such a big family, and it was you who gave us a shelter from the wind and rain, hey! I don't care about anyone else, I won't go to Paris anyway. Achim was also stubborn, and rushed into the Guigu Guild with a fire extinguisher.

The rest of the people also acted under his leadership, and moved out antiques and documents one after another.

So, the time Thomas gave them to think about it was all used to save the artifacts.

All this was seen by Thomas, who took out the cigarette in his hand and looked a little colder.

"They're reloading ammunition, as if they're going to resist." The adjutant said.

"Resist stubbornly," Thomas spat out, "Simon, Achim, Vincent stay, and the rest, kill half." ”

After saying that, the two walked down quickly and came to the valley.

The armored combat vehicles of the size of the eight buses brushed and adjusted their muzzles in unison, and as long as they gave an order, the group of the Guigu Society thousands of kilometers away would be beaten into a sieve.

Fifty or so people also took an offensive stance under the cover of the chariot, and in the eyes of these burly and strong men, there were no old people and children, just corpses that could breathe.

The Hound Squad is the fighting elite of the city of Paris, all of whom are raised by children selected from the lower classes, and it is precisely because of their origins that they are only combat elites, not elite elites, but this job also ensures that their families have food, clothing, shelter and transportation.

For the sake of their families, the Hound Squad will do their best even if they complain, and if they die in battle, their families will also receive a large pension.

Moreover, there are also hidden monitors in the team, and if anyone fishes in troubled waters, they will immediately go back to Paris to burn the boiler.

Inspired by such turnips and sticks, the Hound Squad is ruthless, and its methods are even more terrifying than ordinary thugs.

"Ladies and gentlemen, one last inquiry," shouted Thomas, "is it to leave us with dignity as honored guests, or to be taken away by us as a prisoner." ”

"If you have a kind, just come in and take one of us to try!" Achim blew his beard and glared and roared.

"See clearly, this is the end of this era for idealists," Thomas said to his men, "and fire." ”

Whew-

Suddenly, the hair-making sound of breaking wind quickly moved from far to near.

"Hiss~"

The back of Thomas's neck was cold, as if an evil spirit was clinging to his shoulder and blowing cold air at him, urging him to get a boxed lunch.

He hurriedly turned around, and the ground was empty, and there were no hungry wolves or evil ghosts.

But the sound was not coming from below, but the sky as far as the eye could see.

"Sir, those ...... What is it? He said in a trembling voice, in fact, he already had the answer in his heart.

"Dodge!" Thomas subconsciously roared.

Whoosh!

The sound intensified, and in the blink of an eye, it was ringing in the ears.

I saw sixteen rocket launchers with roars and tail flames across the sky, and fell straight towards the valley mouth in a shocking parabola, like ten thousand arrows fired at once.

Bang - boom -

Taniguchi is not spacious, and there are very few places to hide.

Suddenly, fires erupted, dust flew and explosions erupted.

This is the singing of Katyusha.

When the dust cleared, more than 50 people were fleeting.

Some distance in the air, two reconnaissance aircraft approached, and the two pilots looked down at the scene below in amazement, and it took a long time to realize that it was their own hound squad that was bombed.

Sou!

Boom!

In an instant, a Stinger missile blew up one of the aircraft.

The other man was almost frightened, followed the remaining smoke to search, and quickly locked on to the target.

"Is it? No~ My God, how did it get so big! (End of chapter)