After a while, Geer wiped the clothes of the corpse with a straight knife. The ground was covered with corpses and blood. The shouts of killing and screams echoed not far away. A gust of wind blew by, and the smell of blood and gunpowder smoke was faint.
Been there a lot.
At this time, Kang appeared, shouting and trotting all the way to Geer.
Geer didn't bother to care whether the guy hadn't arrived or was hiding, and directly assigned him a task: "Go and see, who are still alive?"
"Okay." Kang's voice was obviously much more relaxed, and he immediately began to check those who fell on the ground.
Regarding this slippery guy, Geer would not really send him to fight for his life. Otherwise, there would be another wounded person on our side who was injured for unknown reasons. It would be better to send him to do something within his power.
But now Geer is beginning to have some doubts about this subordinate's information. Based on his character, he doesn't look like a guy who can resist oppression and kill people.
Now was not the time to think about this issue, so Geer didn't think much and walked to a male guard who had just woken up after being stunned by the explosion: "Can you get up?"
"Well... okay..." The male guard, who looked quite strong, shook his head and replied angrily.
Geer walked aside and kicked a long sword that fell next to the attacker's body towards the guard: "If you can get up, take the sword and follow me!"
The guard grabbed the hilt of the sword, supported his body with the sword and stood up slowly. He shook his head again with some staggering, and slapped his head hard a few times. His eyes finally regained clarity, and he followed Geer's back with some staggering.
Run away.
Geer's target was the closest fighting location. He attacked from behind the attackers and killed them easily. He walked all the way and struck one by one with his sword, each targeting the vitals of the neck or heart. One blow was fatal.
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A series of screams quickly attracted the attention of others. The attackers immediately dispersed some of their manpower to stop Geer, but it was ineffective and failed to slow down Geer's killing speed. Instead, it caused the attack originally used to suppress the guards.
Due to the shortage of manpower, the experienced guards immediately launched a fierce counterattack with their morale boosted. The attackers chosen as targets by Geer soon collapsed under the attack from the front and rear and began to flee in all directions.
"It's so... so amazing..."
All the eyes in the crowd were focused on Geer, watching him chop down the ferocious enemies like he was chopping melons and vegetables. The resisting crowd and guards suddenly burst into cheers.
Among the protective crowd surrounded by guards, a beautiful girl looked at the tough-looking Geer outside the crowd, with her mouth slightly open and her face full of surprise.
"Xirui, do you know him?" A gentleman standing next to the girl who was beginning to enter his twilight years noticed his daughter's expression and asked.
"Yes, father, I know this man. His name is Griezmann. He used to be my classmate, but he just dropped out of school some time ago." The girl named Shirley nodded. She didn't remember Griezmann originally.
However, since Geer had become famous for his archery competition for a while before leaving the academy, it wasn't that long ago, so Ciri still remembered it.
"Griezmann? This name sounds familiar." The gentleman thought about it for a while, but he still couldn't remember where he heard this name, so he put down the question: "Thanks to you as a classmate today.
, please invite him to our home once when you have time, we should express our gratitude to him."
"Okay, Father."
This battle lasted for a short time, and these people did not have knight-level masters, so Geer seemed very relaxed. After defeating these enemies, he did not consume much energy. He directly targeted the next battlefield.
"Leave half of them who are able to move, stay on guard and deal with their injuries, and follow me for the rest."
Just as Geer turned around and prepared to rush to the next battlefield with the newly added manpower, a girl's voice came over: "Classmate Griezmann, please wait."
Geer turned to look at the girl. She was sixteen or seventeen years old, with a beautiful face, delicate and fair complexion, long black shawl hair like a piece of fine satin, and eyes as clear as blue waves, which gave her a feeling of innocence.
Especially her long legs, which are slender and round, and the thin fabric clearly outlines the tight curves of her hips and thighs.
She is a beautiful woman, but Geer doesn’t recognize her.
"Let's go, speed up."
In this case, Geer didn't bother to pay attention to the unknown people and ran directly to the next battlefield.
"Father..." Xirui turned to her father with some embarrassment. The influence within the class that she was always proud of had lost its effect today, and she was a little embarrassed in front of her father.
"It's okay. Now is really not the time to chat. You can just go find him later." The gentleman patted his daughter on the shoulder with understanding.
Ciri nodded in agreement.
The movement caused by Geer's side has attracted the attention of other attackers. Before Geer and his men rushed over, some of them had already sent some people to turn around and launch a defensive posture to meet the attack of Geer and others.
However, this is obviously of no use.
It seems that the knight-level master killed by Geer was the only one among the attackers who came this time. The remaining ones were at most elite soldier-level. With Geer as the arrow, more and more guards gathered as the tail.
, the formation of the attackers was immediately scattered, and the direction of advantage was instantly reversed.
In fact, after being killed by Geer so easily, these attackers immediately equated Geer with a knight-level master. After judging this "fact", the remaining attackers suddenly lost much will to fight.
In the absence of a large-scale gathering of crossbows or muskets, if you want to threaten a knight-level master, you don't know how many lives are needed to fill it. But obviously these attackers are not enough, especially with Geer following behind him.
Many guards.
After the commander was beheaded by Geer, the other attackers quickly dispersed.
After rescuing the second battlefield, according to the old rules, half of the mobile guards were left to protect the people and join the first batch of rescued people, while the rest joined Geer's team and continued to attack the enemies on the next battlefield.
Under such a snowballing offensive, it didn't take long for the attackers on every battlefield to be repulsed. Geer didn't care about the scattered attackers, so the troops arriving from outside would naturally be responsible for all the attacks.
The surviving personnel gathered together, allowing those with experience in treating wounds to treat the injured, and also allowing the tired guards to take a rest.
The highest-ranking survivor among the survivors now is the gentleman among the first batch of people rescued by Geer. He is none other than the Secretary of State for Transport, Marquis Ermentrude Huntington. He is now in charge of handling various matters and making all arrangements.
Everything seemed in order.
With the help of Marquis Ermentrude, Geer left the crowd and came alone near the entrance of the exhibition hall. He found a statue with half of his body blown off and leaned on it to rest and recover his strength.
The people who were rescued did not need to be cared for by Geer. Now that he was free, he finally had time to think about why the security personnel in the exhibition hall had not come out to support him yet.
Logically speaking, it has been so long since the explosion that even a pig would be able to react, let alone well-trained security personnel drawn from the army, and some of them joined the security staff as civilian employees.
Work and Geer belong to the fifth action group of the same boss.
Geer looked at the eerily quiet exhibition hall and his expression became serious. From his perspective, there was no sign of anyone moving in the exhibition hall, but at this time he had no intention of going in to see what was going on inside.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Just when Geer decided to wait for support to arrive before entering the hall, the people inside had already made some noise.
A strong man walked out, more than two meters tall. His muscles were tangled like tree roots wrapped around his body. He didn't look like a human being at all, but Geer knew that he was a genuine person because Geer recognized him.
That's Shi Dong, a strangely strong man who belongs to Geer's ninth group.
At this time, Shi Dong's eyes were red, like a wounded beast, and his bare head was covered with bulging veins, which spread to his forehead, looking like little blue snakes swimming around.
Each of his hands was holding a person, and they all looked soft, like invertebrate animals.
Standing at the edge of the large crater created by the explosion, Stone let out an inhuman roar towards Geer, and threw the person in his hand towards Geer.
Geer had no expression on his face, and with a light turn of his body, he was already behind the statue. This stone work of art was able to withstand the giant's throwing attack.
puff!
There was a sound like a watermelon being smashed.
Geer immediately judged that the head of the person thrown by Stone had hit the stone sculpture.
Sure enough, the strong smell of blood rushed up. Geer lowered his head and saw that in the red and white space, a body wearing a uniform that Geer was very familiar with fell limply in front of the statue. Geer kicked it lightly and made the body prone.
The lying corpse turned over, and the badge on its chest suddenly made Geer's pupils shrink into a needle shape - it was almost the same badge as the one on Geer's chest, except that the number nine was replaced by five.
That's the leader of the fifth group.
Stone rebelled?
"God says that everyone is guilty..."
Just as Geer was preparing to receive the attack from this strangely strong man who was definitely not friendly, he found that he did not continue to charge after throwing, and another voice that seemed familiar to Geer came over.
Da da da.
An old gentleman came out and came to Stone's side, and this scary-looking strong man was like a puppy meeting its owner. He obediently lowered his head and let the old gentleman put his skinny hands on it.
This old gentleman, whom Gerr knew, was the same one he met in the statue area.