Chapter 1046: Military Station No. 27 (below, ask for a monthly pass)
Chapter 1046: Military Station No. 27 (Part 2, please vote for me)
Upon hearing Bishop Santos's question, the New Army officer was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand with some confusion and pointed to his nose.
Archbishop Santos nodded immediately and said solemnly: "Yes, it's you."
As his words fell, he immediately noticed that the new officers and soldiers exchanged strange looks.
Immediately, the New Army officer stepped forward.
He first saluted with a standard military salute and said: "General, what are your orders?"
Santos squinted his eyes and looked at the officer carefully. He saw that his military posture was extremely standard, with the middle fingers of both hands close to the seam of his trousers, his head held high, his chin raised slightly, and he stood straight. No matter where he looked, there was no fault.
Come.
But Archbishop Santos always felt that something was not quite right.
"Which part do you belong to?" Archbishop Santos thought for a moment, and then said: "There doesn't seem to be any legions of the New Army around here?"
"Your Excellency, we are the Seventh Army Corps of the New Army. The main force is on the front line. A few of us have been ordered to deliver a message back." The officer of the New Army looked ahead and replied loudly and clearly in a serious manner.
"The Seventh Legion..." Archbishop Santos pondered for a moment. He had never even heard of this new army legion. But this is not surprising. After all, there are more than a hundred legions on the battlefield.
Moreover, in order to ensure confidentiality, the counter-intelligence department, under their strong advice, made the numbering of each legion extremely irregular and even chaotic.
Not to mention the commander of a legion, even Lord Luo is probably very confused and does not know the numbers of the legions under his command.
This is also the reason why Lord Luo has to vigorously carry out exercises and training.
At the very least, integrate those legions and form several large army groups. Then let the commanders of those armies have this problem~!
"The Seventh Legion...is your legion commander, General Hatches, okay now?" Archbishop Santos muttered in a perfunctory manner while carefully looking at the new officers and soldiers on the opposite side.
He always felt that these few people were a little different from ordinary new officers and soldiers, but after taking a closer look, he felt that they were ordinary.
Archbishop Santos shook his head, secretly saying that he was nervous.
During the exercise, he was tormented by the evil-minded Ruman Legion, which had a psychological impact on him. Those guys often pretended to be friendly forces and civilians to sneak attack on him.
Therefore, whenever Santos went to a place, he would always carefully examine the local terrain, roads, residents and people with suspicion. This was all forced out of him.
These new troops always appear in front of Archbishop Santos, reminding Archbishop Santos of the spies sent by his opponents during exercises.
At this time, the officer saluted again and said: "Sir, the commander of our army is General Boer. He is fine now."
His answer was decisive and powerful.
'General Boer' is another name I have never heard of, but it doesn't matter. Since the other party can answer it so surely, it can't be false.
"Oh, that's right. It seems I remembered it wrong..." Archbishop Santos smiled mockingly and said, "Say hello to your general for me later."
The officer said loudly: "Yes, sir~!"
Santos was quite bored for a moment and waved his hands to let those people leave.
The New Army officer stepped forward, raised his hand in salute, then stepped back half a step with his right foot, turned around gracefully, and walked over.
Several New Army soldiers also saluted in unison, then turned around and followed the officers, preparing to leave.
At this moment, a breeze blew by.
The cloak of one of the New Army soldiers was fluttering, and a light flashed underneath, which immediately attracted the attention of Archbishop Santos.
That’s an unsheathed dagger~!
Santos couldn't help but shudder.
This is a military station, there is no enemy anywhere, but that bastard drew out his dagger.
This is obviously preparing to kill people~!
Although the Laohe army and the New Army often fight, the two sides are still inseparable in some respects.
For example, when fighting, you cannot use weapons, you cannot hold bricks, and you cannot cause despicable and despicable people to cut off their descendants...
Even if you are really anxious, you can use a brick or something, it will be a big killer.
If caught by the military police, they will be dealt with ruthlessly.
But the opponent took out a dagger.
Although this thing is short, it is actually more terrifying than a long sword. Because the long sword looks cold and shining, but it can make the opponent prepare in advance.
The dagger, on the other hand, can be used by surprise. Only professional assassins or sneak attack soldiers can use this kind of thing.
The so-called "Pi Qiong Dagger" - using this thing means that the other party is going to kill you.
You know, opposite them is a legion commander, an important general in the army~!
No matter how brave a soldier is, he would not dare to be so cruel to a general.
It was like a flash of lightning flashed through his mind, and in an instant he understood that something was wrong.
Compared with the quality of new officers and soldiers, those people are really... too elite~!
Although this sounds ridiculous, it is also an indisputable fact.
Back then, the Maple Leaf Danlin Allied Forces robbed enough things in Almohad... Well, after Almohad maintained world peace, in order to get out as soon as possible, they helped Queen Isabella form the Almohad New Army.
The coalition itself is a miscellaneous army composed of students and soldiers from various countries. Their general quality is not high, what good can they teach? (ps: Even if there are high-quality people, after everyone grabs enough money, they just want to
Go home dressed in fine clothes, look for Xiaoli, and show off in front of the elders in your hometown. Who can bear to stay in this place?)
Although Queen Isabella trained them as much as possible, in order to conquer the south, there was a large-scale recruitment. Most of the soldiers were recruited voluntarily by the recruiting officers who directly took small ropes to the countryside and tied them up one by one.
This quality can be imagined.
After that, they were ambushed by Hadou and defeated again, losing tens of thousands of troops.
Then the recruiting officer rode his horse and went to the countryside to recruit again...
After this series of dilutions, one can imagine the quality of the soldiers.
Most of the soldiers... well, most of the soldiers were hurriedly pulled up after only a few days of training. They followed Lao He's troops.
When they are clearing the dungeon, get some light in the back and gain some experience points in vain.
Many people have not even learned to walk in a goose-step manner. When they meet an officer, they know that the one who salutes is already a veteran.
Every time the soldiers on the opposite side marched, they all followed the army's regulations, two in a row and three in a row. Moreover, each of them looked straight, walked with a breeze, and moved their hands and feet extremely neatly.
You can tell by looking at them that they are definitely the elite of the military.
Thinking of this, the Archbishop's pupils shrank involuntarily: Yes, they are definitely the elite of the army, but they are definitely not the new army.
There is only one army here that can be said to be elite in its actions and can speak fluently in the Almohad dialect.
That’s the Southern Army~!
Hadu’s men~!
Enemies of Lao He’s troops~!
He suddenly shouted: "Wait..."
Several New Army soldiers stopped with their backs turned to them. It could be vaguely seen that the muscles in their backs were tense. Like cheetahs, they were always ready to attack.
The officer turned around and said distantly: "Sir, do you have any other orders?"
Santos suddenly smiled and said: "No, I just want to remind you that I just came from the north and the telegraph station has been moved from Duofang to Blue Valley. Don't take the wrong path."
To be cautious, he tried again.
You must know that the telegraph station has always been a military secret. It is firmly in the hands of the Feiying Group SS.
Moreover, as this thing is new, it will not attract the enemy's attention at all.
After he finished speaking, he narrowed his eyes and stared at the New Army officer opposite him carefully.
Sure enough, he saw a trace of confusion flash in the eyes of the officer opposite. Although the other officer concealed it very well and it was just a flash, he was still caught.
The New Army officer nodded and said gratefully: "Blue Valley, right? Thank you for reminding me, otherwise we would have gone to the wrong place."
"You're welcome, who told us that our two armies are one family?" Archbishop Santos smiled and nodded at him.
After hearing his wise words, the officers and soldiers of the Laohe army present burst into laughter with unknown meaning.
Regarding the ambiguity between the Grand Duke and the Queen, it has long been known to everyone. Although everyone looks down on the Grand Duke, a novice in love, they are still extremely proud——***,
Our boss wants to date your queen and take advantage of you. What do you do? What can you do?
A trace of ridicule and disdain flashed across the faces of the New Army soldiers opposite.
The officer also curled his lips, but then he saw Santos staring at him closely, hurriedly adjusted the muscles on his face, and squeezed out a wry smile. Then he saluted, turned around and left with the soldiers.
Archbishop Santos looked at their backs, a sharp look flashed in his eyes - the other party must be a fake~!
Although the new army is a loser, they still have self-esteem, especially when the reputation of their boss wife is at stake.
Wise words like this usually lead to a fight. At least it involves a lot of swearing, asking about the female relatives in the other party's family, and so on.
This is an extremely serious political issue - whether to win or not is just a matter of ability. But whether to fight or not is a matter of attitude.
He immediately winked at the soldiers beside him, nodded at the new officers and soldiers who had their backs turned to them, and made a sign of the cross in reverse - in the Holy See, this means the enemies of the God of Light and the followers of the evil god~!
Then raise your palm and lightly scratch your neck.
The guard, who had been following him for many years, nodded immediately and clearly, waved his hand to the soldiers in front of him, and walked lightly to chase the new officers and soldiers.
At the same time, pull out the sword bit by bit as quietly as possible.
Heinessen couldn't help but feel frightened when he saw that the soldiers of the Fourth Army had no good intentions and followed the footsteps of the new army.
Did this guy take the wrong medicine?
You were fine just now, why do you suddenly want to kill someone?
This is my own place. Once someone is killed, I, a fat and oily official, will be in trouble for the rest of my life.
He hurriedly pulled Archbishop Santos and said in a trembling voice: "Sir, what are you doing?"
Hearing the sound, the New Army officer in front glanced back and saw a group of soldiers coming up from behind with sullen faces.
The officer immediately pressed his hat, lowered his head and said: "Run~!"
The New Army soldiers suddenly started running wildly. One of them turned around while running, pulled out a steel crossbow, pointed at Archbishop Santos with shaking hands and shot an arrow.
When he drew out the steel crossbow, Archbishop Santos pounced to the side and knocked down Heinessen beside him. The crossbow arrow flew past Archbishop Santos' clothes and hit the carriage behind with a "dou" sound.
Heinessen stared at the crossbow arrow blankly, still wondering: What the hell happened just now? Why did those people suddenly shoot arrows at him?
At this moment, I heard Archbishop Santos yelling next to me, "They are spies, chase them! Chase them quickly, don't let them escape!"
Only then did Heinessen realize what had happened.
He jumped up from the ground as if his buttocks were on fire, yelled at the top of his lungs: "Sound the alarm, martial law~! Martial law~! Martial law~! Quickly!"
The people disguised as new troops kept their heads down and ran wildly, but there were many people coming and going in the streets, including many peacekeeping force soldiers.
These people showed their weapons and kept waving them at passers-by who dared to block them, or pushed down passers-by beside them to create obstacles for the pursuing soldiers.
Archbishop Santos and the soldiers followed closely behind, shouting: "Stop those people~!"
"They are spies~!"
"Alert, alert. They are the enemy~!"
"Don't let them get away."
"Catch them, catch them quickly~!"
"..."
The peacekeeping soldiers on the roadside all looked at each other in confusion. What kind of spy? Who is the enemy? This is still far from the front line, how can there be an enemy?
They didn't have time to figure out the situation, so they just looked at the New Army soldiers with confusion as they ran past them like the wind.
Archbishop Santos had an idea and shouted: "Brothers, the bastards of the new army are beating our brothers~!"
This was like poking a hornet's nest. The peacekeeping soldiers on the roadside immediately shared the same hatred and screamed.
Someone shouted: "Whoever dares to hit us, kill him~!"
"Cripple these New Army bastards~!"
"..."
People kept jumping into the middle of the road to stop the running pretenders.
However, seeing that they all had swords in their hands, the unarmed peacekeepers had no choice but to hide away.
They dodged while yelling: "mlgbd~! You guys actually used weapons..."
The guy with a flexible mind was cursing while looking around, looking for weapons that could be used.
The corners of the alley are piled with sundries stored by the residents on both sides, ranging from tables, chairs, benches, bamboo poles and carts, to bricks and tiles, and even logs half as high as a person.
At first glance, it looks like it is going to be used to build a house.
It seems that all over the world, the narrow public roads in alleys are used as open-air warehouses.
The soldiers of the peacekeeping force quickly picked up things on the side of the road and threw them at the several new troops running over - since the other party had used weapons, they did not need to be too polite.
Bricks, benches, wooden sticks, toilets, rotten vegetables, rotten eggs, broken wine bottles, watermelon knives...these things rained down on the pretenders, forcing them to wave their swords randomly with one hand to block these things.
Put one hand on your head to prevent it from being opened by the flying guy.
The running speed naturally slowed down.
At this time, several soldiers from the peacekeeping force were already shouting slogans and working together to pull down the logs piled up on the roadside. Dozens of logs as thick as a bowl rolled across the alley.
Several pretenders were stopped in front of the log, and Archbishop Santos followed with his pursuers.
When the leader saw that the road ahead was blocked and the pursuers were behind them, he simply turned around and said with a fierce expression: "Kill, stop them."
Several pretenders suddenly turned around and pulled off the black cloaks on their backs, revealing the swords and crossbows under the cloaks.
"Kill~!" They shouted at the same time, drew their steel crossbows, and rushed towards Archbishop Santos and the soldiers of the Fourth Legion.
Several people pointed their crossbows at the approaching soldiers, shook their hands and fired the crossbow arrows.
As soon as the bowstring sounded, the soldiers of the Fourth Legion who were running at the front fell to the ground.
Archbishop Santos was furious, raised his weapon and shouted: "Kill them!"
At this time, the five pretenders threw away their crossbows, pulled out their long swords with their backhands, and ran into the crowd of pursuers.
When the soldiers of the peacekeeping force saw their comrades falling, their eyes turned red, and they brandished their swords, slashing or stabbing at the pretenders.
But these people didn't seem to care about the swords around them, and they didn't dodge or block. They just let the swords slash at them. They just grabbed a target and slashed at it, which was a completely lifeless attack.
The pretender slashed away a soldier with one sword after another, and at this time, several swords struck each of them heavily.
The sword tore off their clothes, but there was no blood splatter as expected.
The soldiers of the Fourth Legion felt as if their weapons had been struck on a hard wooden stake, and the force of the rebound made their wrists numb.
The soldiers looked at each other in shock. After these people's clothes were torn open, they clearly did not wear any armor inside, revealing their dark and rough skin.
Several pretenders sneered at the same time. While the soldiers were in a daze, they raised their swords and slashed several officers of the Fourth Legion, forcing the retreating people to retreat in panic.
"Kill~!" the pretender shouted, and strode towards the peacekeeping soldiers.
Archbishop Santos could see clearly that the bodies of these people were as hard as armor. The swords slashed on them. If they were slashed on the hard leather, they would only leave red marks, not even wounds.
When the long sword was thrust forward, it could only penetrate the tip of the sword, and there wouldn't even be any blood after it was pulled out.
And these people are extremely powerful. They use all kinds of open and close moves. They don't care about defense at all and only focus on offense. Every sword can easily cut down the soldiers of the Fourth Legion and either injure or retreat them.
The soldiers looked at each other in shock, and one exclaimed: "What the hell is this?"
This was the first time the soldiers had seen this kind of flesh that could not be cut open, and they couldn't help but retreat in horror.
There were hundreds of them, but a few people forced them to retreat.