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"You shouldn't be like that..."

When walking out of the unfinished building, the team leader lifted his hand to Ryan, "You are softened, this will be fatal to us."

Ryan was actually a bit embarrassed, he felt that his team leader was too cruel, and even some innocent girls would not be spared.

He even planned to go back and write directly to report that his team leader had killed innocent people, so at this time he was very disdainful of what his team leader said, and there were some unfriendly expressions in his eyes.

"Are you thinking I am a murderer with a mental illness?"

Ryan turned his head away from him, "No, I don't think so."

"Then why don't you shoot?"

"Next time you encounter the same problem, will you still choose not to shoot?"

Ryan didn't want to answer this question. He felt it was shameless and turned around to continue walking, but the team leader stopped him again.

"Your thoughts will kill you and us. We encountered something more cruel than you saw in Ameria."

"Have you ever seen a teenage girl walk into us with a bomb in her skirt?"

"Have you ever seen a mother holding a child of several years old and approaching us on the grounds of begging for food?"

"You have never seen anything. This is the battlefield. What you have to do is not to have mercy, but to eliminate!"

The team leader said loudly. He looked at Ryan, who was unconvinced, and was silent for a while, "I was the same as you before, you know, I just hope we can all go back alive."

"This is not a military exercise of the Federal Army, this is a battlefield, and what is happening here is a real war. We and the enemy must fall for a war to win."

"I hope we will win in the end..."

Ryan pursed his lips, "I will try to accept, I don't know if you are right, I will look at it with my own eyes, and then tell you whether you are right or wrong."

This sentence sounded very euphemistic, but in fact he did not bow his head, but instead was a kind of "declaration of war."

Seeing Ryan left in strides, the team leader smiled angrily, but soon showed a helpless expression again, he didn't want to be like this.

If you die here because of unnecessary mercy, it's really not worth it.

If it is for the country, they will at least wear the national flag and be buried in people's praise and regret.

But it is not. If they die here, they are dead. Even their bodies will not be sent back to the Federation. All their family members are waiting for are a notice and a check.

He has seen such scenes many times, and he doesn't want to experience it again!

An veteran also came over and put his arm around his shoulder, "They will understand."

The team leader sighed again, "I'm afraid it will be too late when they understand."

The battle to encircle Lokas went very smoothly, thanks to a high-efficiency silencer device developed by the Federal Armed Forces Group for the study of conflicts in the Anmerian region.

It is one foot long and two pounds in weight, which can effectively prevent the muzzle from producing gun flames, and at the same time reduce the burst of gunfire when the bullet is ejected from the chamber.

In the Anmelia region, once you expose yourself in the mountains and forests, people will soon find that there are enemies everywhere——

In fact, in the eyes of the enemy, there are also Federation people everywhere, but they have not been exposed, the Federation people have been exposed, which is very important.

So extinguishing the flames and extinguishing the sound becomes very critical.

This is the second-generation muffler, which is much better than the first-generation muffler. The only drawback is that it is a bit heavy.

But it’s okay, no one cares about the weight, and they don’t hold the gun all the time.

In less than half an hour, almost without disturbing many people, he quickly solved the gang members in this unfinished building. There may be missing, but those people no longer affect the overall situation.

After eleven o'clock at noon, the group returned to the meeting point, and Sanchez has not recovered yet.

Are you all killed so quickly?

But he had to believe this, because he also sent someone to the scene and everyone was gone.

They certainly didn't ran away because they heard some wind. They were celebrating so much yesterday, so there is only one possibility that they all have truly disappeared.

The colonel nodded with satisfaction after hearing the battle report. More than a dozen people were injured. The reason for the injuries was that they were burned when they touched the muffler with their fingers.

At present, the summer gloves used by the Federation are not cut-proof. In order not to affect the combat and the flexibility of the fingers, fingerless gloves are used.

These hapless fingers were scalded out of blisters, but the problem was not big, the doctor had dealt with them, and they would continue to participate in the next battle.

After taking his attention back, the colonel looked at Sanchez, "Mr. Sanchez, our task is to help you quickly establish your own power. I hope you don’t waste our time with each other. Next, I have some suggestions. Maybe you will feel it. interest……"

Sanchez was still in a daze at this time, and the people at Blackstone had cleared the city so quickly that it exceeded his imagination.

Obviously he should be very happy, but I don't know why, he just can't be happy.

It feels like... wood, puppet!

He doesn't know if others feel this way, but he does.

What the federal people want is only a piece of his skin, and they don't really want to help him do anything, including the "proposal" of the colonel in front of him, and it's definitely not just a simple proposal.

That is an order and cannot be refused.

Soon, Sanchez, who had been injured and hidden for many days, appeared on local TV again. He continued to talk about his ideas, and wanted to impress all the Marillos and Maloris with sincerity and love, in order to build his own home together. Give up those hatreds and unite together.

He may not believe this kind of nonsense, but it does not prevent some people from really believing it.

He returned to Marilo from the Federation alone and quickly pulled up a group of people, because a group of fools innocently believed his nonsense.

They really think this is Sanchez's own thoughts, and they seem to forget that Sanchez is also an executioner.

But... nothing matters anymore at this moment.

Sanchez quickly gathered thousands of people, ideals are part of it, and a lot of what he gave is also part of it.

It is equivalent to the salary paid by a medium-sized warlord. It is not difficult to find people who are working for themselves in this city. The mayor has just been hanged. The whole city is in a state of disorder. Sanchez’s forces are rapidly increasing. Swell.

The recruitment of Sanchez made some people notice him. The big warlords are fighting in a melee, and the small warlords will not relax. The way to rapid growth is to annex each other.

In a sense, the chaotic situation in Mariro resembles a seemingly orderly, but disorderly expansion in the capital market.

Capitals are never picky eaters. As long as they are suitable for them, they will not care about meaningless questions such as the target's camp and who they belong to. They will only find the right time, open their mouths, and then swallow them.

It's just that the war of capital can be decorated with many beautiful things, and some people even regard these as one of the signs of social progress-at least the market is free and unconstrained.

In war, besides death and blood, there may only be some humanity that flashes occasionally in the war, which can make people feel a little turbulent.

For a week in a row, Sanchez firmly stabilized the turf in his hands, and the next step was to expand outward.

In the process, Sanchez listened to the advice of the liaison officer and the colonel, and borrowed a high-interest loan of 200 million Federal Sol from the six major federal banks.

This money will be used for him to strengthen his own strength. As for the collateral, it will be the right to trade and tax on his territory in the future.

He actually didn't want to borrow, but he couldn't do without borrowing. During this period of time, he understood another truth.

It's like he sees everyone in the Federation is the same, maybe for the Federation, every Mallory is similar, as long as they have blue eyes, then these people can be "Sanchez."

With money, the people he recruited are more willing to work for him. In troubled times, there is nothing more satisfying than the money that can be obtained, or the very strong currency of the Federal Sol.

On this day, the colonel thought that he could expand outward.

"I noticed that there is a river to the east of us. This river leads to the federal territory. If we occupy this river, some supplies can be supplied directly through the water network instead of by land and train."

Others nodded their heads. This idea was very correct. Why was the phenomenon of no cession of land in the last world war not serious?

Because the development of science and technology cannot keep up with the most basic needs of land cessation, and without convenient transportation capacity, even if you have a piece of land in your hand, it will be a burden.

Not all countries have such an urgent need to transform from an island country to a landlocked country as Gefra, and only they bite the bullet and eat this enclave.

If there is a water network available, this is undoubtedly good news.

"Since everyone has no other objections, then our main direction is set here...", the colonel drew a circle on the map, and he circled a city by the river not far from here.

Sanchez, who was sitting next to the wall, was yawning boredly at this time. He found that he became tired easily in the past two days, and he always wanted to sleep for a while or lie down.

He didn't know what happened, and instinctively felt that this was not a good phenomenon~lightnovelpub.net~ but it was too comfortable when he lay down, and he couldn't take care of that much.

"Mr. Sanchez, how much do you know about this city?"

Sanchez glanced at the circle on the map and pondered for a while, "There is Antonio's site, he has many people in his hands, and the weapons are also very good."

Not knowing what kind of psychology it was, he added, "You sold it to him!"

Eighty percent of the munitions in Marillo come from the Federation. This is a fact that does not need to be disputed. If you take the weapons in the hands of those people and look at the place where it was produced, you will know that almost all of them are from the Federation.

The thick ridicule in the tone did not move anyone's face, and the colonel looked at him calmly, without being angry at what he said, "Say something we are interested in, how many people they have, and what configuration they have. Before October, take this city."

On a very special day in October, Sanchez didn't quite understand it.

Because he and Lynch are not familiar, if they are familiar, he will know that October is the month of Lynch’s birthday.