Arad's unruly savior

Chapter 2099 We Have a Great General
"Freedom, a word full of romance and fantasy, but inexplicable."

The female gun swordsman, Roland, leaned on a long sword with a bloody blade, and took out a cigarette and a box of matches from his pocket. The swords of the gun swordsmen were all long, and some were even as tall as they were.

Although Luo Lang has obvious crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, and her skin is no longer elastic and lustrous, but looking closely at her face, there is still a trace of charm between her eyebrows and eyes. She should be a sexy and hot beauty when she was young.

Roland lit a fire for herself, and she was a little fascinated by the unique smell produced by the burning match head.

These younger generations are too naive. Since they are in the mortal world, there is no real freedom to speak of. They are more or less chained.

Prisoners in prison think that getting out of prison is freedom.

Hard-working farmers believe that not being oppressed, being satisfied with work is freedom.

Those who occupy an official position want to be the highest authority in one party, and there is no boss above their heads, which is freedom.

Another member of Twilight Wings, Bill, changed the magazine of the gun in his hand, scratched his messy hair, and said, "Could it be possible that Lubat will be the emperor? In the heavens, only the emperor can be regarded as freedom from being dominated. "

Everyone is a warrior, killing people is okay, but governing the country, forget it.

"The emperor also has troubles, but the emperor Alizee, I think she is very good, and her talent is obvious to all." Brand, the last member, asked Roland for a cigarette, and then took out a lighter from his pocket.

Peace in the heavens is hard-won. They are old and really don't want to make trouble anymore.

"Let's go after smoking. After this job, maybe Her Majesty Alizee can give you a few more rewards." Bill adjusted his glasses and ignored the corpses on the ground. The yellow sand would devour the souls of the losers.

Roland glanced at Bill mockingly, and said, "Alizee is not Skadi, do you think we were still mercenaries in Arad?"

"That is to say, this trip may not be paid?" Brand sighed.

"But with a pension."

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"Master, you are old, it's time to step back." Lubat's eyes were scarlet and cruel, and the Yuanli sword in his hand had a destructive aura, and every slash would cause a series of energy explosions.

While dodging, Schmidt fired several times with the source gun, but was dodged accurately by the opponent. Lubat's speed was unimaginably fast, and afterimages appeared in the yellow sand.

Desert combat is not the field that Tianying is good at. The advantage of Tianying is planning before moving, and formulating a detailed and meticulous plan for a mission goal.

Eavesdropping, assassination, bombing... Tianying has many methods, and rarely puts itself on the frontal battlefield, turning around a few steps like a roaming gunman, and then draws a gun and shoots his head in a western romance.

"Master, after all, you are old and your hair is gray. Can you still wield your long saber? You can no longer lead Tianying." The town was completely destroyed.

As the saying goes, fists are afraid of being young. Lu Bart is now in his prime, burly and powerful. On the other hand, O'Connell and Schmidt are already seventy years old. They have a wealth of experience in their minds, but the blood in their bodies is indeed drying up, and their movements are not as good as when they were young. Fast.

"Well, what you said makes sense." O'Connell nodded, pulled down the mask on his face, revealing a handsome old man's face, and said, "So I plan to learn from the princess after I arrest you and return to Ghent." In the courtyard, invite one or two fighters to be the instructors of Tianying."

It is an excellent virtue to learn from each other's strengths. For example, Tianying seldom used swords more than 20 years ago. After falling into the continent of Arad, they discovered that swords have extraordinary advantages in close combat, so they asked the well-known sword master Learning swordsmanship and merging with firearms has achieved the reputation of the current gun swordsman.

O'Connell and Schmidt are old friends who have been together for decades. They have been familiar with each other's fighting styles for a long time.

But Lubat was like an indefatigable ferocious beast, with a ferocious aura all over his body, a layer of fine snake scales began to appear on the surface of his bare skin, his speed increased again, and the two fell into a fierce battle in an instant.

The old gentleman Schmidt's chest was full of energy and blood, and there were many abrasions all over his body. For a person of his age, it was really embarrassing.

He had been in a semi-retired state to rest his life, and had been in charge of the communication between Tianying and the royal family. This time, there was too much movement in the civil strife, so he had no choice but to go out of the mountain himself, and the fighting environment was extremely unfavorable for spear swordsmen.

boom!
A bullet suddenly flew obliquely, and even opened a blood hole in Lubat's calf, which was so fast that afterimages appeared, and pierced through the bone abruptly. His superb marksmanship is astonishing.

"I heard that some young people look down on us old guys." At the end of the yellow sand in the sky, a slender old man walked slowly, wearing a wind-proof round hat, trousers with some holes, and a well-dressed man It's western cowboy style.

The round hat was lifted slowly, revealing the face of Belit Sand Shadow. The wrinkles on the face are accumulated life experience, and the brownish skin is the proof of the wind and sand. Only a pair of eyes are still as sharp and cold as when they were young.

"Schmidt, why are you Skyhawks fighting a civil war like the Ayton Brothers?" Belit asked.

The Ayton Brothers, that is, the predecessor of Callett, and the fact that he and Anzu Cypher parted ways because of disagreements in ideas is still a story that cannot be talked about, and it is also a wound that Belit cannot erase. pain.

That's why he shot and wounded the opponent's running legs, not the heart or head, guessing if there was something else hidden.

Schmidt smiled and said: "I'll talk about the details later, but if Lubat is let go today, he will be the next Anzu Cypher, the next Hailan Clough, and our pension will be ruined." .”

The wind and sand flying all over the sky is not an atmosphere of reminiscing about the past, but the quiet tavern at dusk and sunset is their destination.

Although the development of the heavens and the constant emergence of new things make these old guys seem a little out of touch with the times, but the life experience and lessons of the old guys still need to be heard more.

With Belit's unexpected joining, without waiting for the support of Twilight Wing, the extremely unfavorable battle situation was reversed in one fell swoop.

The most romantic "Sand Shadow" among the Roaming Gunners has home court advantage. After his eyes were healed by Yelin, his marksmanship became even more superb. Every bullet locked onto Lubat as if he had eyes, leaving bloody wounds frequently .

"Hey, is this guy a reformer? He's still active." Belit frowned. He had at least seven bullets piercing Lubat's body. If he was an ordinary person, he would be seriously injured if he didn't die.

Lu Bart tore up the body of the pretender in the basement of Carestream's laboratory, and obtained a special blood from it.

That blood was wriggling like a living slime, hidden in the snake-like pretender's brain, and had a special attraction to him, Lubat swallowed that blood as if fascinated.

According to an old guy who ran from heaven to Arad and back again, he ate what the priests called incomplete...pure blood.

boom!
The bloody sword was as bright as the sky, and the pain of the bullet piercing through the body aroused the ferocity of the incomplete pure blood. Lu Bart was completely annoyed, "After you die, the sky eagle will glow with a new brilliance in my hands, old man You guys, it's time to go to the ground."

After a series of powerful attacks, the three old men narrowly avoided the explosion, and their bodies were covered in mud and sand. O'Connell coughed up a mouthful of blood, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Lubart, I just said that you should learn more from the experience of the old man." Schmidt raised his power gun and aimed at the demonized Lubart.

The latter's face was also covered with a layer of fine snake scales, but Lubat couldn't understand it. Did the old guy lose his head from being blown out? Now whoever has the upper hand can tell at a glance.

Schmidt seemed to be confused, his hands were shaking, and the light trail of the source gun was crooked to the ground in Lubat's sight.

wait, no!
Lu Bart suddenly lowered his head, and saw that in the fine yellow sand under his feet, there was a fist-sized Yuanli bomb at some point. Schmidt was actually aiming at the bomb, something he hid.

boom!
The flame wave was monstrous, and the raging shock wave swept away the yellow sand under his feet. The heat of the flame instantly melted a large area of ​​sand, and burned all the oxygen in the vicinity.

This is the special high-pressure bomb that Schmidt asked for from his old friend on the motorcycle. Each bomb can smash a tall building.

"Remember to make up the knife." Belit fired several shots, emptying the bullets in the revolver.

When the gunpowder smoke dissipated, Lubat was scorched and bloody, and there were two bullet holes in his lungs, but he was not dead yet, his lips quivered, and his expression was cold: "I'm just trying to get the tiger away from the mountain, Giselle is here You don’t even know how terrifying things are arranged on Koneen Mountain, it’s enough to overturn the entire heaven.”

"Of course we don't know, but it doesn't matter how scary it is, because we have a general." Schmidt smiled confidently, and then waited for other Skyhawk members to arrive, locking Lubat to death with the source power equipment.

　Because the Xiong chapter was inexplicably harmonized, I didn’t even dare to write a perverted plot. I was too speechless. I revised it again, but the lifting of the ban was rejected. There were no cars in that chapter.

　　Bright……

　　
　
(End of this chapter)