Son of the Tower

Chapter 63 Victory is the supreme delicacy in the eyes of the glutton

Golden Eye's full name is Camilla Golden Eye, and like Kachev Heye, a standard Westland Yankee who is good at shooting guns—and this one is the same, he is even a mercenary, a willing A bastard who kills casually for money.

And when it comes to the Yankees in the Westland, there is a joke that the king, chief and Lord Protector of the Yankees is the biggest enemy of a bullet from a kilometer away.

They are very accurate. The Zionist Party, the Northernists, and the capitalists have pinched each other in the north for hundreds of years. The kings, chiefs, and protectors of the land basically died of various assassinations. Among all the assassinations, the efficiency of the gun can be ranked in the top three.

No way, the Westland Yankees are born sharpshooters. Even if they immigrate to the South, many people have always maintained the hunting skills passed down from father to son and how to hit the target with a quadruple mirror from 1000 meters away.

So Mars really escaped a catastrophe just now - he and Korgan appeared on the ruins swaggeringly, why did this mercenary named Camilla Golden Eyes hit Korgan first, it must be because of Korgan The military uniform.

A half-grown tower brat who came to be gilded is obviously more important than an old dwarf with seven rows of service badges on his chest, not to mention the little bastard who came to be gilded. The dwarves are happy to kill the unfilial offspring who may be waiting to share the property at home.

You see, what is called judgment.

It's a pity that he was far away, the mercenary didn't see clearly that the dwarf was an omnic, and Mars was the biggest fish here.

When he found out, the fish ran away, but he still had a chance. If Mars didn't know the fog-dissolving technique, the shot just now would have penetrated under Mars' left rib, and the bullet would probably penetrate the heart and both sides. Lungs, Mars would absolutely die.

But Mars knew how to dissipate the fog, so he got stuck a little bit and passed the killing shot.

The fish grew legs and ran very fast, which made Mr. Golden Eye, an old fisherman, very sad.

Moreover, the southern Thai military immediately released the Stalker—this heavy military omnic is the greatest enemy in the life of all mercenaries. They are fearless, have their own maintenance modules, and are invulnerable. Wear a shield generator.

Although the raiders dropped by the tower do not have maintenance modules and will be injured by bullets, they carry short-range jets into the backpack, the shield generator is more durable than military ones, and they use high-frequency machetes and automatic weapons. Mini rocket launcher with tracking function.

Jinyan was able to escape such a combination of pursuit for so long, and even survived, which already proved from one aspect that he did have some skills.

Of course, it will be very painful when this kind of ability becomes missed by the southern Thai military and the tower.

Mars handed over the task of chasing and killing Golden Eye to the professionals in the tower, and at the same time led the team to catch up with the battalion commander, and then heard cheers from the channel—the mayor who betrayed Tainan He announced his surrender, and the rebels under his name also started a ceasefire.

"Is this the end?" Mars felt that he had also experienced what a battle was, and the war was over.

"That's pretty cool of you. Sometimes the local mayor is beheaded by a loyal faction of the rebels before we even go to the ground." The squad leader following Mars said this - he has a big beard , looks standard veteran.

"What will happen if he surrenders?" Mars asked curiously.

"His relatives will be thrown into the local mines, perhaps to do coolies for decades, but not guilty of death, maybe after four or five generations, his descendants will be able to walk out of the mines freely, but the mayor himself only You can get on the street lights." The veteran obviously knew what to do.

"What about the rebels?" Mars noticed that some rebels pushed open the door and walked out of their stronghold with their hands raised.

"It is the duty of soldiers to obey orders. They are exempt from capital punishment, but they will be sent to the atonement camp set up by the military. After serving for 30 years, their grandchildren will be able to exonerate their crime status." The squad leader said here, pointing to the Bell Tower: "It was built by the atonement back then. In order to clear future generations of crimes, they will work very hard to do everything well, and the managers will not punish them arbitrarily. Tainan is reasonable."

The rebellious mayor was obviously going to be brought back to Tainan for trial. Since it was not up to Mars to take care of the rest of the matter, Mars decided to go outside the city to meet the members of the Sword Emissary Squad and their captives—those The guy wants to run into the forest, it is a good idea to die. If he really enters the forest, in this kind of wild forest in the civilized circle, as long as he has a normal head, he will not mess in, so the swordsman team will definitely not chase, Mal Si won't let the omnic be lost in the forest casually.

What stopped the captives from running around was the suppressive drone from the tower-electric shock bombs, capture nets, and most importantly, dyeing needles.

Members of the sword making team relied on high-tech equipment to capture all seven alive, and the remaining eleven were killed because they dared to fight back during the pursuit.

When Mars left the city, Mr. Kogan had already been dragged back to the circular position by the recovery machine and completed the field repairs. Most of the damaged omnics had also been repaired. Thinking about it this way, the hapless rebels spent 18 years growing up. The cycle, the training time spent on them, the food they ate, the various materials they used, the sacrifices made by every five of them, the average loss to the tower is just a pitiful thousands of parts costs .

Gaota didn't even count the ammunition money on them, even if it was their funeral expenses, it was completely free.

High Tower: Win Ma twice.

"This is a new era. In the west land and three islands where psychics and capable people are still the country's war strength, we in southern Thailand have made another leap forward," Ms. Fantine said smugly. As an expert in drones and omnics, she can certainly say that.

Mars also agrees, you see, the hunk who can hit Mars as a moving target from 1000 meters away, even the prosthetic eye is lost by the three killer omnic robots.

"I very much agree with that."

This side is still talking about the larger-scale application of omnics in the future, and the swordsmen of the sages dragged the captives back.

The young swordsmen looked very excited—it should have been, it was supposed to be a vicious battle, but when someone was about to be sacrificed, the painting suddenly changed, and the attacking enemy was crushed by the drone and their own side. Now I didn't lose any personnel, but the enemy died and fled, and in the end, I even captured nine of them.

This kind of reversal victory can be bragged for several years.

Looking at their smiles, Mars suddenly understood what his tactical instructor said--victory is the supreme delicacy in the eyes of gourmets.

Yeah, the feeling of winning is unparalleled.

Fascinating.

We still have business to do, though, don't we.

"Mr. Kogan, how about you ask these poor people who unfortunately got lost in front of us." Mars looked at the iron-faced dwarf behind him.

The latter nodded: "Trust me, child, I will take my dignity back from them with interest."

"That's great." Mars smiled with satisfaction.

I'll wait and see, Mr. Corgan.

(End of this chapter)