Young Kaz Khan practiced chariot driving and shooting all afternoon, and found a place where there were not many people to memorize Alliance language words for two hours. When he returned to his stone house, his wife put the grilled steak
and sweet sweet potatoes were served.
"Fortunately, I just heated up another one, let's eat it quickly," said his wife Shaxue.
His wife's snow-white scales glowed with a pale golden halo under the dim light. She was still the famous beauty that fascinated Kaz Khan.
Kaz Khan silently gnawed on a Luo Shou steak, ate a sweet potato, and suddenly said: "I may have to leave home for a few years."
Shaxue, who was helping Qazi Khan mend his robe, stopped her work and looked at her husband quietly.
"The Great Elder is going to send some young people to study abroad, and I hope that I will lead them."
"This is a good thing!" said the wife, "Don't worry. You don't have to worry at home, I'm here.
How could Qazi Khan not be worried? He and his wife have three children, the eldest is only six years old, and the youngest is still in infancy. He succeeded to the throne as a young man in the tribe, and in order to stabilize the Khan position left to him by his father, he stepped down
It is impossible for a killer to have no enemies at all. He and the White Thorn tribe next door have long had a deadly feud over each other to compete for water sources and oasis.
However, he knew that from a cosmic perspective, what was the significance of the grudges of one or two tribes?
"In the worst case, I will hand over the tribe to Uncle Rhodes, and I will take the children back to my parents' home." The wife said with a smile.
Kaz Khan was startled for a moment, and then smiled. His wife was very smart, and most importantly, she understood herself very well. This was what touched him the most.
He held his wife's hands and wanted to say something, but he vaguely heard gunshots outside.
"It's those little guys practicing shooting again," my wife said with a smile.
"shooting?"
"Yes, didn't you say that in the future, even our Vanu will definitely be in the world of guns. Only by spending half of the time on practicing swordsmanship and throwing guns to practice guns can we survive in the future. Kaz, they
I listened."
Kaz Khan was even more moved. Although these tribal elites he personally selected and trained are not very young, they are all good-looking and sensible, and they will definitely become the future pillars of the entire tribe in the future.
"If Uncle Rhodes is not willing to use them... let them organize a mercenary team by themselves, led by the chief disciple of the great elder, Mr. Feng Fist, and they can also make a living on their own." At the same time, maybe they can also recruit various mercenaries.
Young people with ideals, courage and unyielding will from large tribes and city-states will join us to strengthen our future strength. Kaz Khan planned this.
"Then you have to go and tell them yourself. If they know you are leaving, they will definitely clamor to go with you," Shaxue said.
"How is that possible? There are not that many places..." Kaz Khan had just joked a few words, and the gunshots outside seemed to become more intensive, sometimes mixed with sudden explosions.
"No! This is not a practice!" the young chief stood up with a cry. He was far from an expert in firearms and armor, but he also knew that the white crow guns he was equipped with in large quantities were not that loud at all.
"I, I'll go out and take a look, you stay here, don't move around!" The chief was about to leave when he uneasily took out a bracelet and placed it on the fur blanket in front of his wife.
"Twist the knob above to open a shield! This is an ancient relic given to me by the great elder."
After explaining all this, Kaz Khan strode out of the stone room. He saw the black-scaled sand people running towards him quickly. He was called Mo Tail, a famous young warrior in the tribe, and also
He is the captain of the chief's personal guard.
"Chief, something seems wrong."
It’s not that it’s wrong, it’s not right anywhere!
Kaz Khan gritted his teeth and looked in the direction of the sound, but he only saw fire exploding on the high ground in the distance and the roar of artillery. He felt that his whole body was going cold.
"Quick, call everyone to gather! Everyone!" Kaz Khan shouted: "Poseidon Heights! There is a problem at the heavy artillery position!"
But at this time, the battle on the "Poseidon Highlands" that the sand people called, which was also the "Archie 6 Highlands" on the map of the Guard Headquarters, had already begun.
Captain Winter left two firepower points on the mountain on this side. The rest of the people, including Yu Lian himself, activated the power gliding system of the mecha, and flew over hundreds of people under their feet like divine soldiers.
They jumped into the ravine more than a meter long and jumped to the high ground. They didn't react until Lieutenant Parkin, who was the first to land, took a tomahawk and smashed half of a Sandman sentry who was taking a nap on the side of the mountain to pieces.
"Parkin, take your platoon to capture the stone gate of the mountain road and set up defenses on the spot. Ainan, take the 2nd platoon to the left! Capture targets 1 to 5! Noson's 3rd platoon to the right, capture 6 to 10
Target number! Follow me, Platoon 4!"
"All enemies, except the enemy's hired engineers, are to be killed! Repeat, kill them all!"
Captain Winter shouted orders while charging quickly, the rifle in his hand never stopping. He was by no means a murderous person, but this was not the time to be merciful. They were equivalent to fighting against millions of enemy troops.
If you play a central fire, if you are not careful at all, the whole army will be wiped out. Naturally, you can't leave any survivors around. As for the goblin engineers, you have to leave some survivors to ask who is behind them. Yu Lian doesn't think that the sand people can do it.
A way came to them. Of course, this race is not a group that refuses to surrender anyway, so the risk of sparing their lives is quite controllable.
As Captain Winter advanced, he observed the location of almost every soldier through the holographic map, and arranged follow-up orders in an orderly manner.
"Fire Bat, prepare to activate support mode!"
"Aman, prepare to snipe! Kill those chariot riders!"
Several firepower points that had been arranged on the opposite mountain began to show their power.
The few sand people who reacted the fastest rushed towards their Stitch Monster tanks and were destroyed on the spot. The soldiers around Captain Winter began to shoot every enemy that appeared in their sight. A tower was poked out of the tower next to it.
The muzzle of the gun had just spit out a string of flames, and he found that all the attackers were hiding in the bunker, and his shot didn't hit anyone.
A soldier wearing a Fire Bat special mecha slid on the ground twice before arriving outside the tower and spraying flames directly into it.
The screams only sounded for a moment, and then completely disappeared.
Yu Lian picked up his gun and killed a few unlucky guys on the guard tower opposite. He was extremely impressed. All of Captain Winter's orders were decisive and direct, without any hesitation or making the slightest mistake. Maybe he had some leverage.
One would think that he just gave the order in full accordance with the existing tactical regulations, but as long as he does this, isn't he the most perfect grassroots officer?
Yu Lian raised his gun and fired two bursts to kill all the sand people who tried to climb up the watchtower again, until a few motorized infantry climbed up and completely occupied these commanding heights.
Yu Lian chuckled twice, looked at the three tanks in the center of the high ground and the riders lying around them, staring at death, and rolled his eyes: "You can push them over, it's over the mountain road."
The captain looked at the mountain pass and found that Parkin's advance was also very smooth. The big man had climbed up the stone door on the mountain pass, closed it, and used his battle ax to smash the last sandman out. Winter soon understood that Yu Lian
Meaning, he nodded: "Daniu, block those chariots on the mountain road."
Of course, operating a tank is also a technical job, but just driving is not a big problem.
"Sir, all targets have been cleared!" Second Lieutenant Ainan's voice came from the intercom.
"Clear it!" Lieutenant Northam also said.
As for this side, 4th Platoon soldiers have surrounded several large armored RVs. Forced by Vulcan cannons and C10 rifles, a white flag stretched out from the window, and then, a brown-skinned man with only adults
A creature half the height of the car with a big nose and pointed ears jumped out of the car. It was the legendary Kaldar goblins, a famous race of engineers.
He glanced at the gun barrels around him and said in a sharp voice: "I, we are legal citizens of the Alliance, and I ask you to abide by the "Galaxy Watch Convention" and not harm or abuse us, nor take our personal belongings."
This goblin behaved so naturally that the soldiers were stunned. Then the guy took out a small blue book with a emblem of a star system wrapped in wings and vines, which was the national emblem of the alliance.
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"I am a legal citizen of the Free Galaxy Alliance! This is my passport!" He said in a louder voice: "All 12 people in this convoy are Alliance citizens, you can't hurt us!"
Captain Winter was a little hesitant. If the other party was really a legal Alliance citizen with a passport, this would be a bit troublesome. After all, they are citizens of the only two gangsters in the entire galaxy and even the entire universe! They are used to being domineering.
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But at this moment, Yu Lian had already walked up to the goblin, looking down at him from a high position.
"Where did the heavy artillery here come from? What models are they?"
The goblin looked at Yu Lian's cold eyes and swallowed: "I am an alliance citizen. You must give us fair and humane treatment."
"Ask again, the source and model of the heavy artillery, and how many people are you here? In addition, I want to modify the firing range, and I need your cooperation."
The goblin closed his eyes and decided to be an emotional repeater: "I am an Alliance citizen, you have to give..."
"Bang!" Yu Lian casually picked up a White Crow rifle left by a sand man from the ground, shot the emotional repeater in the head, and stepped on the opponent's flesh and blood fragments and the ones that were already wet with blood.
With a blue passport, he walked to an RV, stretched out his hand and pulled out a goblin who was lying by the window in a daze.
"The source and model of the heavy artillery, your number, and I want your cooperation. Answer it."
The goblin didn't say anything, not because he was a master who would rather die than surrender, but because he was stunned and petrified. Of course, not only him, but also his friends in the car, even Captain Winter and his soldiers,