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Chapter 988 High Speed ​​Effective

The federal army has combat drills for street fighting.

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

It is impossible for the Federation to build the entire coastline into a defense line that cannot be landed. The only thing it can do is to build some fortifications to delay the enemy's landing time as much as possible.

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

Without the suppression and coordination on the sea, the only thing we can do is to let the enemy in, and then launch street fighting to annihilate the enemy.

Especially for the Marine and Land Stormtroopers, in their daily training, the content related to street fighting is the most.

Sanchez mentioned some people and some places, which made the colonel a little impatient, "I don't know these people or these places..."

He took a map from the adjutant's hand, patted it on the table, and then threw a marker pen on the map, "Now you use this pen to circle the target we need to attack. It will be very convenient.”

Without thinking too much, Sanchez circled two places on the map with his left hand, and then looked at the colonel, "There are only these two gangs in this city. If they are eliminated, I will be able to gather the remaining forces in this city." , make them mine."

Upper Limit glanced at the map and recruited a few subordinates. They each took out a smaller map and circled the place Sanchez circled.

After the work was assigned, the sky was already bright, and the colonel asked, "Is there anything else you want to add?"

Sanchez shook his head, "Not anymore."

"Very well, let's get started!"

……

Locas is the leader of the Eagle Gang. The previous leader of the gang was his brother. His brother died in an attack, so he became the new leader. It's like a family business.

It's not that no one else wants to be a leader, but to be a leader must at least be rich.

The people here are very realistic, whoever has money will follow whoever.

Ambition, dreams, etc., are not worth a penny here, and no one will give their lives to others for ambition or dreams that are worthless.

You want those people standing next to you with guns to block bullets, first you have to pay them to do that.

It is said to be a gang, but it is actually working towards the goal of a small warlord. This is the common dream of the Luokas family, including his dead family members, to become a warlord with a large number of people and become the supreme ruler of a region .

The people at the bottom of Mariello are too miserable. It seems that their world has been full of poverty since they were born. Many people's annual income is only 30 to [-] yuan after being converted into the 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 use the money they earn to gamble.

Here you can often see children running around in the street without clothes - there are men and women, at most they wear a trousers that cannot be smaller. They can't afford clothes.

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

Good fabrics are given priority to those who can make money in the family, and then the labor force. For family members like children who are unable to work, cannot bring in income, and often soil and damage their clothes, there is no need to wear clothes.

When they are older, they may have some clothes that their siblings or parents have eliminated, but they didn't when they were young.

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

The Mallorians set a lot of rules at the beginning, for example, only Mallorians can be officials, and can set up businesses. The Mallorians are just the lowly species dominated by the Mallorians, and they are only suitable for the dirtiest and most despicable jobs. .

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 about the lives of the people at the bottom, so those Mariro people gave them a big surprise.

If someone is not willing to live in poverty all his life, the best way is to use his life to create a future.

This is also the main reason for Mariro's current situation. The lower class who have been oppressed for too long stood up, and they blew the horn of freedom...

But in fact, people's lives have not changed. People are still too poor, so poor that they can't get much money by robbing outside!

The warlords only cared about making money for themselves, and they didn't care how ordinary people lived. Those Marilians who stood up seemed to become the new Mallorians, and the world became a mess.

I thought that some people, those rebels would stand up and change the status quo of Mariro, but what people didn't expect was that they pushed Mariro into the abyss again.

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

But people who have already been born can only find ways to change their own destiny.

Luo Kas, who just personally hosted the "Glory Kill" yesterday, was resting after drinking too much.

"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.

It's like those corpses hanging from the street lamps, they are hung there, not to scare anyone, but to do it to meet a certain need.

glory.

or something.

Lokas, who was sleeping, was a little thirsty, and when he turned over, he heard some voices that he had never heard before.

tongtongtong...

It's like... He opened his eyes and listened carefully, just like last winter, he put a bottle of corked milk from the Federation in a glass bottle and he put it on the stove to heat.

His original intention was to heat it up a little bit. No one likes to drink something that is too cold in winter.

But he quickly made out with the girls, and then he forgot the milk bottle on the stove. After an unknown amount of time, he heard this sound.

A tong sound.

When he went to the kitchen, the hard-to-unscrew cork flew somewhere, the milk splashed out, and there was a strange smell in the kitchen.

At that time, there was such a sound, like the sound of a rapid jet of air, shooting something onto the wall.

Someone boil milk?
That idiot must not know to unscrew the lid first!

He was later told why this happened, and he didn't remember why, he just knew that the cork had to be pulled out before heating the milk in the carafe.

Lokas laughed at who was so stupid, he closed his eyes, and he could sleep for a while.

But in the next second, he opened his eyes.

It is impossible to have so many people boiling milk at the same time, and there is not so much milk here!
The slightly warm touch of the pistol under the pillow gave him a sense of security. He silently pushed away the girl who was entangled with his limbs and walked to the window.

At dawn, some smoke columns rose from some places in the city. It may be that there was a fire last night, or someone was burned to death.

This kind of thing happened almost every day, he didn't think there was anything special, and his eyes quickly turned to the yard.

Locas is the leader of the gang and the future "general", and there is always someone standing guard outside his house.

Don't expect everyone to be "fair" in the battles between warlords and gangs. Many politicians and warlords in Mariro have been assassinated, which makes people pay more attention to their own safety.

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

At this time, a very slight "tongtong" sound suddenly came from downstairs, and he felt a twinge in his heart, as if he already had some premonition.

He turned and ran to the closet, and found his body armor from a pile of scattered clothes.

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

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

He hadn't worn it himself, and now he was so nervous that he couldn'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, and the three of them looked out of the door, and two very strange gun barrels appeared in front of them.

tong...

tongtong...

Lokas never figured out where these people came from, why those guns made tongtong sounds instead of snapping, and the last question——

These people, why didn't they hit his body armor?

Ryan fired only one shot, and he killed the young man who looked a little threatening, but he failed to hit the two girls beside him.

He didn't feel that the two girls were a threat to them, or that he wasn't quite used to this kind of life.

Inexplicably got on the train, and then crossed the border, and began to carry out overseas military missions. He thought he would wait for a while, but he didn't adjust his mentality.

What made him even more unacceptable was the attitude of those veterans.

Among the 3000 people, a thousand of them had completed their missions from the Amélia theater and had finished their vacations to prepare for the field work. They were actively pulled over to participate in this operation.

Each was responsible for taking two newcomers, and a thousand newcomers went to Amélia.

The veteran glanced at Ryan, as if blaming him for not shooting, and he walked into the room and shot the three of them in the head again.

The whole process remained silent, only tong... tong... tong dull gunshots.

(End of this chapter)