The Devil’s Cage Chapter 11: Curtain of Night Yaming
Cohen, one of the three disciples of Herbert!
The other party at this moment looks terrible, with **** whip marks on his face and body. The broken leg is not only not well maintained, but on the contrary, it looks more and more serious. .
The whole person of Cohen was dying, and the **** was thrown into a carriage.
Kieran frowned.
Because, according to what he knows, Cohen, Joanna and Harold should all be away from Khaibar City, even Langton Country.
"Are what happened accidents?"
Kieran looked at the escorted carriage, and his pace was not slow. figure secretly chased him.
Don’t say what the other party knows, just the friendship of the past is enough for Kieran to choose to save people.
Kieran glanced at the **** team.
In addition to the two people driving and the two people in the carriage, there are six people in this team.
Everyone is carrying a rifle with a firing style, with a short handle rifle and Longsword at their waists.
A sharp look and a serious look.
Even if he followed the carriage for a considerable distance, his expression remained the same, and his breathing remained stable.
Elite soldiers!
Same as the elite I saw before in Kieran.
But this puzzles Kieran.
"An **** like Cohen still needs such soldiers?"
Kieran's gaze looked around.
Darkness does not block the sight of Kieran. The Intuition of SS+Rank is enough for Kieran to see through the ordinary darkness, and the hearing captures those subtle sounds.
......
Harold with three bodyguards lowered his body, and the cat was behind his waist with Pierre. The young student’s hand with a short handle and a gun was full of tense sweat.
Although well prepared, young students are still uncomfortable when things really come.
Worry and anxiety filled his heart.
However, the young student immediately gritted his teeth when he thought of the friend he caught.
He couldn't watch his friends being kept in detention and tortured.
Because, he knows how fierce his enemies are.
If he does not take this opportunity to rescue his friend, then... his friend is really finished!
"Harold, you take two people to cover!"
"The rest is coming with me!"
The old scholar’s butler said calmly.
After a ten-year mercenary career, Pierre has long been accustomed to such a scene, even in the face of unprecedented strong enemies.
Boom!
Boom!
As soon as the voice fell, Pierre shot at the distant convoy.
More than one shot!
Pierre hands seem to be magic, not only fast, but also abnormal Dexterity.
I saw that one after another short-handled guns appeared in the hands of Pierre. After four consecutive shots, the two driving and the two walking in the front were shot and fell to the ground.
Qiao!
After pulling out Longsword, Pierre rushed towards the carriage quickly.
The bodyguards working with Pierre carried a tower shield and charged forward.
The left Harold and two other bodyguards shot to cover.
Compared with the shooting technique of Pierre, Harold and the two bodyguards have nothing.
As soon as the gunshots appeared, the soldiers responsible for the **** reacted.
Looking for bunkers, they began to fight back.
Although there was no killing, this sudden attack secured a considerable amount of time for the Pierre and the bodyguards who held the shield, causing the two to rush to the carriage quickly.
As the two approached, they immediately received the attention of the soldiers.
Dang Dang Dang Dang!
The projectile hit the tower shield, and sparks splashed, but it did not stop Pierre and that person from lifting the shield bodyguard.
Pierre, who had been hiding behind the shield, rushed straight out.
Not rushing straight out, but tumbling.
Ten years of mercenary career let Pierre know what way to choose at this time, which is correct.
Poof!
The rolling Pierre jumped up like a fish, pierced the soldier’s neck with a sword, and raised his hand to grab the gun in the opponent’s hand, pulling the trigger at the soldier on one side
Boom!
Another soldier fell.
So the six soldiers died in the hands of Pierre, and the fighting power of the other ten people lost most of their threat.
But the remaining four soldiers did not give up.
In particular, the two soldiers with natural fortifications in the carriages caused great trouble to Pierre.
Although the Pierre performed effective dodge at the moment the opponent aimed, the shoulder was already bruised by gunpowder projectiles. More seriously, the bodyguard holding the shield was knocked down with a single shot.
"Pierre!"
Harold exclaimed and pulled the trigger again.
Boom!
Boom!
The smoky room surrounded the fire of the barrels of the three men responsible for the cover.
Harold missed the target again.
But the two bodyguards have gained something.
One person killed and one person injured.
In the face of the injured person, Pierre stabbed with a sword and learned about each other.
Suddenly, the soldiers outside the car swept away.
But the faces of Pierre and Harold have no slight joy.
Sound of gunfire sounds, and soon more enemies will be heard.
The two soldiers in the solid wooden carriage are obviously prepared to guard against death.
They are running out of time!
Pierre gritted his teeth, and while the other party was refilling the ammunition, a stab came near the door handle of the carriage.
Pap!
Sawdust flew, and a shallow pit appeared.
But compared to a solid wood car, such a pit is nothing.
Papapap!
The Pierre is chopping like crazy, with dozens of full hacks, which makes the Pierre breathless and makes the door of the carriage shaky.
Click!
With another blow, the wooden door was broken.
When the firing gun in the carriage extended, Pierre rolled underneath the carriage.
Boom!
A series of gunshots sounded.
Harold rushed up with two bodyguards and two soldiers who lost their bunkers for a single shot.
The two bodyguards and the two soldiers almost died together.
Harold relied on the subconscious protection of two bodyguards before he was injured.
After heart thanked the two bodyguards, Harold hurried towards the car.
"Cohen?"
"How are you?"
Harold dragged the unconscious friend out of the carriage half-drag.
"Hurry up, we need to leave!"
Help Harold build Cohen's Pierre to speak quickly.
But the three of them were stopped just a few steps away.
Or.........
Surrounded!
Hundreds of soldiers appeared around, and the guns were aimed at three people.
"As long as you release a bait, you can catch more fish!"
"After all, there is no shortage of idiots in the world!"
A middle-aged man came out of the soldiers.
The badge on the shoulder indicates that the other party has a certain rank.
"However, I need to thank you stupid people!"
"If it weren’t for you, I still don’t know how to lead that person2567!"
The middle-aged man looked at the ugly Pierre and Harold and waved his hand.
At once, hundreds of soldiers took a step forward from simultaneously.
Boom!
The sound of uniform footsteps, like a striking drum, made Pierre and Harold tremble, and took a step back unconsciously.
Where can I go back?
Everyone is everyone from the other side!
The feeling of powerlessness rose from the hearts of the two.
"Sorry!"
As a proponent of this action, Harold said to Pierre.
The butler of the old scholar shook his head and clenched the Longsword in his hand.
He is going to kill a few more people as he prepares to die.
As for being captured?
Pierre knows clearly that living is sometimes more terrible than death.
Harold clearly found a strange thing about the teacher's housekeeper.
The clever youngster instantly guessed the steward’s thoughts.
Slightly trembling, youngster raised the gun in his hand.
youngster is ready to fight hard~IndoMTL.com~ Even if his heart is full of fear of death, he is afraid of trembling all over his body.
But once he was captured once, he definitely didn't want to experience it again.
"Negative stubborn resistance?"
The middle-aged man laughed mercilessly, and then gave the order to live catch.
The other party knows clearly that it will take a while, but everything is worth it.
Be aware that the three people in front of him can represent his future.
Thinking of the happy place, the laughter of middle-aged people grows unconsciously.
But this laughter was interrupted by a burst of Raven calls.
quack, quack!
Yinghei carried a bright red Raven and spread its wings in the moonlight.