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In the camp, Ryan is moving some things to the truck. The doctor said that the work he is doing now will not cause too much burden on his wounds. As long as he is not overly heavy and hard, he does not need to worry about his wounds. problem.

Seeing a box of boxes labeled with different companies and different numbers, he didn't quite understand.

Since last month, so-called experts have continued to come here, and they have brought a lot of interesting equipment.

Like a flamethrower, like a grenade that can be mounted on the muzzle and launched?

He wasn't sure. The arrival of these things didn't know whether it was a good thing or a bad thing. It should be a good thing. At least it has played a very good role in the work of cleaning up the city these days.

These equipment protect the safety of Union soldiers. They don't need to take great risks to clean every room. They only need to throw a little thing inside, and the inside will be cleaned up soon.

He had seen a local man who wanted to ambush a federal soldier...Blackstone's safe field service. That guy was directly hit by a flamethrower, and the whole person turned into a big fireball.

Some people around him poured water on him, but they couldn't completely extinguish the flames. People just watched him turn into a coke.

But from a humanitarian point of view...

Ryan shook his head. War itself is an inhumane behavior. Talking about humanitarianism in inhumane behavior is no different from being a hooligan.

He loaded the things into the car, with a skeleton painted on it, and underneath it stared at the words "highly dangerous" with green paint.

When everything was transported, he patted the car. The driver of the transport team drove the car to the outskirts of the target and set up camp.

At this time, a group of military observers passed by him, and he took the initiative to step aside.

Military observers have diplomatic privileges. Generally speaking, people will not embarrass military observers. After all, if you hit someone’s observer today, they will be able to hit you tomorrow, unless you want to be blind and don’t look at or be looked at by others. .

Ryan looked at these people with no good expressions.

He doesn't like Gefla people. Some people in China like Gefla people and admire the culture of Gefla very much. Moreover, this group is not a small group.

They found various evidences through various methods to prove that the Federation should belong to Gevlar. Although they don't understand how these people's brains are paralyzed, they are really annoying.

This is not discriminating against people with disabilities.

Back on the edge of the camp, Ryan took out a pack of Silver Age from his pocket, lit it and sucked it up.

As a "supply" for Blackstone's safe field service, two silver times per person per month are also standard military supplies. Ryan doesn't know how much this cigarette costs, and he thinks it won't be too cheap.

But it doesn't matter. Anyway, it's all the money paid by the Ministry of Defense.

He likes this kind of cigarettes with a little bit of strength very much. It can be enjoyable to smoke them. He looked at the people in the distance and chatted with the wounded who were also basking in the sun beside him.

"Guess what they are here for?"

Half of the face of the wounded sitting on the side was thrown off by a bullet. The operation and his will to survive allowed him to survive, but he also became very terrifying.

"I guess they are here to steal secrets. We have never allowed military observers to approach us so close." These words are a veteran, at least he has encountered such a situation.

Ryan seemed to feel the same way, "I really don't know why the above will allow them to come over. The many new equipment shipped some time ago, I think they should be considered confidential."

"The bureaucracy in the Ministry of National Defense will really kill us!"

At first scolding the Ministry of National Defense, it seemed to have touched everyone's nerves. Soon someone ran out of the camp with a cane and scolded with them.

It didn’t take long for Ryan to gather around a dozen people. They have been scolding the Ministry of National Defence, bureaucratism, operating in the dark, scolding them for corruption and taking bribes, scolding them for being inefficient and inefficient, scolding them for using taxpayers’ money. Drink coffee……

"We are going back next week, won't you go back together?"

After chatting for a while, everyone talked about bringing the wounded back to be resettled when the supply ship arrives next week.

Ryan didn't leave last time, and he didn't seem to want to leave this time.

Ryan shook his head. He looked at the sky in the distance, waited for a while, then looked back at them, and said with a smile, "I'm not going back, the doctor said I'm recovering well, I'm going to the front line. "

"I was number one when I was in the Marine and Land Stormtroopers. I don't want to fall behind this time."

Everyone has nothing to say about his strong idea of ​​fighting, and can only say admiration, but not support.

Among the wounded were newcomers, and there were veterans who had been working safely in Blackstone for two years. They knew very well that war would inevitably lead to death.

Either the enemy will die, or he will die, it will always kill people.

It can even be said that they are lucky now, because no matter whether it is now or in the future, they don't need to go to the battlefield anymore. They trade their disabilities for a relatively favorable living environment in the future.

Blackstone Security will arrange an easy job for them. It is said that it is still a work in cooperation with the Ministry of Defense. The specific content is not yet clear to them.

They are much luckier than those who have died in battle and who still have to face the war. They are free from fear.

Soon, four days later, a large number of field soldiers were transferred to the new front line. Ryan applied for a long time and finally persuaded the commander to go out with everyone.

He is still in charge of logistics, not going to the front line and doing something in the rear.

This time, the Ministry of National Defense did not designate a single commander. Instead, the Ministry of National Defense provided five people and Blackstone Security provided three people to form a command.

The specific tactics will be implemented after everyone discusses the results. Lynch knew why the Ministry of Defense had five people when they heard their thoughts, while there were only three people on his side.

The Ministry of National Defense is still using their unique methods and attitudes to deal with wars, and it seems that they have not really recognized the cruelty of wars.

Except for a very small number of animals like humans, most people have the mentality of gathering in groups, and they are interfering with the final decision through the number of people.

After seven o'clock in the morning, the sky was not so bright, and some big horns in the city began to sound.

The content of the horn is the same as that of the river bank city. Everyone is asked not to go out in their own homes, to lock the door and windows of the room tightly, and not to look outside. They may be killed as an enemy.

The entire broadcast lasted thirty minutes, and then the first round of attacks began.

Ryan held a binoculars in the rear and watched the armored vehicles cooperate with the soldiers to enter the city smoothly. He did not relax because of such smooth entry, and was still watching closely.

Not far away, some military observers were also watching, and they seemed to be dissatisfied with such a plain "offensive."

At the same time, a group of representatives of warlords gathered far away.

In the eyes of outsiders, these warlords should have insoluble contradictions and hatreds between each other. After all, this is Marillo and extreme racism prevails.

The death feud between the Malilo and Maloris has never been resolved by no one, unless one party is completely dead, no one will think that they can unite together.

But at this moment, they are sitting together.

The left side of the table is all Malorians, and the right side of the table is Malorians. Regardless of whether they are really so difficult to sit with each other, at least they are sitting here, sitting around the same table.

"The Federalists stretched their hands to another city, and they may take more land next."

The representative who speaks comes from a big warlord force. Like Sanchez, he belongs to the "son of the general". "No matter what problems we have, it is our own business. The Federation should not intervene."

At this time, another person suddenly said, "The problem is not with me. I killed the general and his family according to the plan we said, but you did not kill Sanchez as we said."

"He is still alive. As long as he is alive, the Federation will always be able to intervene in Marillo's affairs through him."

The people in the room were silent for a moment. The word Federation was too heavy for them.

The federal people interfered with what happened here extremely shamelessly. Everyone was worried. They worried that the federal people's greed and their appetite was too big. Once they got too much, they would not leave easily.

So Marillo's situation is unpredictable, just to deal with the Federation.

There are frequent battles between the big warlords, but in fact they are taking the opportunity to expand their land and annex those small and medium warlords.

The federal people's sudden intervention made them unable to wait for the gradual demise of the small and medium warlords themselves. They had to speed up this speed in order to strengthen their power and strength.

It seems that they should continue to regress in their strengths to fight each other, but in fact, their territory is larger than before, and there are more people under them, and even the weapons in their hands have become more sophisticated.

The person who spoke first was silent for a while, "This is an accident. There are people from the Federation around him to protect him. We have done our best."

"Even in a way, our assassination was successful~lightnovelpub.net~ he was dead, but the Federation rescued him..."

"The ghost knows if you are telling the truth!"

The two gangs were about to quarrel, and someone patted the table vigorously, "Enough!"

"We are not sitting together to fight, we are going to solve the problem, what shall we do next?"

"The Federal plan to help Sanchez take another city, how do we deal with the current situation?"

The room was calm again. Everyone was thinking about weighing the current situation. After a while, someone put forward an idea.

"Why don't we try to fight a real fight with the main force of the Federation?", he looked at everyone on the table, "We have not really collided, and they have suffered a lot when they were on the river bank. This shows that If we deploy the main team to face them, we may not lose."

"I admit that their navy is very powerful, but this is Marillo, this is a landlocked country, we are not threatened by the navy!"