Blackstone Code Chapter 988: High speed effective

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The Commonwealth's military has drills for street fighting.

Considering the possibility of invasion in the future... no, there is a possibility of being invaded by other countries, the long east coast does not actually have any resistance.

It is impossible for the Federation to build the entire coastline into an unlandable defensive line. The only thing it can do is to build some fortifications to delay the landing of the enemy as much as possible.

But in the end, the enemy will definitely land on the homeland of the Federation. If the war has progressed to the point of fighting the enemy at the door of the home, it means that the Federation's navy is all over.

Without the suppression and coordination on the sea, the only thing that can be done is to put the enemy in, and then launch street fighting to annihilate the enemy.

Especially the sea and land stormtroopers, in the daily training, the content related to street fighting is the most.

Sanchez said some people and some places, which made the colonel impatient, "I don't know these people and these places..."

He took a map from the adjutant's hand, slapped it on the table, and dropped a marker on the map, "Now you use this pen to circle the target we need to attack, so that It will be convenient for both of us."

Sanchez didn't think much, circled two places on the map with his left hand, then looked at the colonel, "There are only these two gangs in this city, and by eliminating them, I can close the city. the remnants of my power, and make them my people."

The upper limit glanced at the map and recruited several subordinates. They each took out a smaller map and circled the place that Sanchez circled.

After assignments were made, the sky was already bright, and the colonel asked, "Is there anything else to add?"

Sanchez shook his head, "No more."

"Very well, then let's get started!"

……

Lokas is the leader of the Eagles, the previous leader was his brother, his brother died in an attack, so he's the new leader, it's like a family business.

It's not that no one else wants to be the leader, it's that the leader must at least have money.

The people here are very realistic, whoever has the money will go with whomever.

Ambition, dreams, etc. are not worth a penny here. No one will sacrifice their lives for ambitions or dreams that are worthless.

You want those people standing next to you with guns to shield you from bullets, and first you have to give them the money they want to do it.

It is said that it is a gang, but it is actually working towards the goal of a small warlord. This is the common dream of the Rokas family, including his deceased family, to become a warlord, with a large number of people, to become a regional supremacy the ruler of.

The bottom people in Mariro are so miserable. It seems that their world is full of poverty from birth. Many people's annual income is only twenty or thirty dollars when converted into federal sol.

Many people do not have a stable income. They are short-term or temporary workers. It is not easy to find a job. What is even more confusing is that they always gamble with the money they earn.

Here you can often see unclothed children running around on the street - there are men and women, at most they wear a small but not too small trousers, young age is some reason, more Most of them can't afford to wear clothes.

It sounds incredible, why some people can't afford clothes, maybe they're thinking about it too.

Good fabrics are given priority to the members of the family who can make money, and then the labor force, such as children who have no ability to work, cannot bring income, and often get their clothes dirty and damaged. There is no need to wear clothes. .

When they get older, there may be some clothes that older brothers and sisters or parents eliminated, but not when they were kids.

In short, it is very poor here, and people's lives are very difficult.

The Mallory people set a lot of rules at the beginning. For example, only the Mallory people can hold office and set up a business. The Mallory people are just the scumbags dominated by the Mallory people, only fit for the dirtiest jobs Shameful work.

This also led to a high concentration of wealth in the hands of certain people, these people are the real rulers, they don't care how the people at the bottom live, so the Marillos gave them a big surprise.

If someone is unwilling to be poor and poor all his life, the best way is to use his life to spell a future.

This is also the main reason for Marillo's current situation. The bottom layer who has been oppressed for too long stood up, and they sounded the horn of freedom...

But in fact people's lives haven't changed. People are still so poor that they can't even get any money out of robbery!

Warlords only care about making money for themselves, they don't care how ordinary people are doing, those Marillos who stand up seem to be the new Maroris, and the world has become a mess.

I thought that some people, those who resisted, would stand up and change Mariro's status quo, but what people did not expect was that they pushed Mariro into the abyss again.

To be born in this era, to be born in Mariro, is perhaps the saddest thing in the world.

But those who have already been born can only find a way to change their own destiny.

Lokas, who hosted "Glory Kills" in person just yesterday, had drunk too much and was resting.

"Glory killing" is a very religious and ritualistic killing method. It is not just a simple killing to vent anger, but also has some profound meanings.

Like those corpses hanging from street lamps, hanging them there, not to scare anyone, but to do so for a specific need.

Glory.

Or whatever.

The sleeping Lokas was a little thirsty, and when he turned over, he heard some sounds he had never heard before.

tongtongtong……

It's like... he opened his eyes and listened intently, as if he had put a glass bottle of cork milk from the Commonwealth on the stove last winter and heated it up.

He originally intended to heat it up a little bit. No one likes to drink too cold in winter.

But he soon made out to the girls, then forgot the milk bottle in the stove, and he heard it after an unknown amount of time.

tong's voice.

When he walked to the kitchen, the hard-to-unscrew cork flew somewhere, milk splashed out, and the kitchen smelled weird.

At that time, it was such a sound, as if there was a rapid jet of air, shooting something against the wall.

Someone boiled milk?

That idiot must not know to unscrew the lid first!

He was later told why this happened, he didn't remember why, all he knew was that the cork had to be removed before heating the milk in the glass bottle.

Locus sneered at not knowing who was so stupid, he closed his eyes, he could sleep a little longer.

But the next second, he opened his eyes.

There's no way so many people are cooking milk at the same time, and there's not that much milk here!

The slightly warm touch of the pistol under the pillow gave him a little sense of security. He silently pushed away the girl who was entangled in his limbs and walked to the window.

It was just dawn and some smoke columns rose in some parts of the city, maybe there was a fire last night, or someone was burned to death.

This kind of thing happens almost every day, he doesn't feel anything special, and his eyes quickly turn to the yard.

Lokas is the leader of the gang and a future "general", and there are always people standing guard outside his house.

Don't expect everyone to be "fair" in the battle between warlords and gangs. Many dignitaries and warlords in Mariro died in assassination, which also makes people pay special attention to their own safety.

But now, there should be people patrolling around the house, even if it's just a standing position, and no one is there.

At this moment, a very slight "tongtong" sound suddenly came from downstairs, and he felt a little bit in his heart, as if he already had some hunch.

He turned and ran into the closet, finding his body armor among the piles of clothes scattered about.

"Damn, why is it so hard to wear!", he put the pistol in his hand on the table beside him, and it was still very difficult to use both hands together.

In fact, it is not difficult to wear a bulletproof vest, as long as you patiently buckle every lock and then pull it tightly.

He didn't wear it himself, and is so nervous now that he can't wear it at all.

He didn't know why he walked to the bed angrily and woke up the two girls who had been with him all night, "Give me these..."

The bedroom door opened, three people looked out the door, and two very strange gun barrels appeared in front of them.

tong……

tongtong……

Lokas didn't even know until he died, where did these people come from, why those guns made tongtong sounds instead of slaps, and one last question-

Why don't these guys beat his body armor?

Ryan fired only one shot~IndoMTL.com~ He killed the young man who looked a little threatening, and he couldn't get his hands on the two girls next to him.

He didn't think the two girls would be a threat to them, or that he wasn't quite used to it.

Inexplicably, he got on the train and then crossed the border. He started overseas military missions. He thought that he would wait for a while, and his mentality did not adjust.

What made him a little more difficult to accept was the attitude of the veterans.

One thousand of this group of three thousand people completed the mission from the Ameriya theater, and finished the field work on vacation to be replaced. They were taken over and participated in this operation.

Each person is responsible for bringing two new people, and a thousand new people go to Amelia.

The veteran gave Ryan a look as if he was blaming him for not firing, and he went into the room and shot the three men's heads again.

The entire process remained silent, except for the dull sound of gunfire from tong...tong...tong.