Blackstone Code

If it was normal, it might not be necessary to call Lynch at all.

Immortality itself has its own armed team, which is sufficient for most problems.

But now in wartime, the armed forces of immortality are too "civilian", and the folk customs in the Balus area are a bit barbaric.

It was a relatively closed alpine region, and the Barus people believed that the gods lived on the highest mountain in the world.

There is a mountain near where they live.

Of course, there are also anthropologists who believe that the Barus people actually migrated from the hilly areas to the mountains gradually. In terms of their facial contours, they are different from those of the alpine species that have been discovered, and they are more like low-altitude races. .

As for why they migrated to live under the mountains, it is likely because of their beliefs, as well as some other unknown reasons.

In ancient times, it was not easy for a whole family to migrate, which had to take into account the issue of food sources.

Different from ancient times and now, the food production was not as low as before, and a large number of wild fruits and vegetables have not been domesticated.

Apart from issues like starvation, living in the wild was not that comfortable, it was a time full of beasts, not like now, people have to pay the **** to go to the zoo to see them.

In ancient times, if people did not close the doors and windows at night, they might have a close contact with wild animals at night.

It's amazing that all the difficulties didn't stop the Balus people in the end.

In their records, the mountain they surrounded was the sacred mountain in the myth of Balus.

It is said that there are gods living on it to judge people's sins and merits...

Robbery and dig the tombs of the gods in other people's territory!

Not enough people!

The gentleman in charge of presiding over this meeting quickly turned his attention to Lynch, "Blackstone Security is currently the best military contract company in the Federation and even in the world. Although you are also a member of ours, we will not save money for this. Some money for you to do it for nothing."

"Our only requirement is that if something is dug, bring it back."

"If you don't dig something, then at least let us know that it really doesn't exist, not that it might exist but we didn't dig deep enough."

"do you understand what I mean?"

"Mr. Lynch!"

Lynch nodded slightly, "Of course, I'll tell them what to do, and I'll make sure to get an accurate conclusion in the shortest possible time!"

The gentleman presiding over the meeting clapped his hands twice, "We have reached an agreement, which is good, remember to give me a quote, you don't have to save me money."

"We are rich after all!"

It's not a joke, it's not self-bragging, and it's not showing off.

He is just stating a fact.

There is no upper limit to what Eternal's budget can do, as long as it doesn't take too much money at once, there are hundreds of people who are as rich as Lynch, or slightly worse than him.

The funds of these people have been able to shake the situation in this world region, and even affect the financial structure of the whole world.

Money, to them, is already a number in the true sense. Their last and only pursuit in the world is to hope for immortality!

Lynch did not refuse, nor did he deliberately show generosity or anything.

At their level, if he behaves generously, he will appear to be taking advantage in the eyes of others.

After all... this amount of money is nothing to everyone, and no one even cares how many digits there are.

But if you owe Lynch's favor for such a small number that no one cares about, that would be a big loss.

If Lynch is exempt, people won't thank him, they will only wonder if he has any other ideas.

After the matter was settled, the host introduced Lynch to the other two people in the room.

"This is... Doctor, he will be in charge of the excavation of cultural relics."

"Your people just need to provide us with security, in case someone wants to disrupt our work order..."

He smiled, "I believe these things won't happen." Then he introduced another gentleman to Lynch, "This is... Doctor, his job is to help us locate where we need to dig."

"In addition to the two PhDs, we'll have our own working group, each with their own work."

"This is the first time we have cooperated with Mr. Lynch. I also believe that this is the beginning of a long journey. We will have more cooperation in the future!"

Next, the content of his speech is biased towards excavation and exploration. Since this time excavation is carried out on a mountain in a high-altitude area, there will be many problems that were not there before.

For example, high-altitude reactions and hypoxia, and some equipment need to replace parts, these are all to be confirmed before the team leaves, and to avoid accidents.

This is indeed a difficult job. Lynch is only responsible for sending people out, and they are responsible for sending people over.

Large transport planes plus ships, and other equipment, is not an easy task to do in times of war.

At the end, everyone's work was arranged properly, and after everyone had no doubts, the meeting ended.

When Lynch was about to leave, the host called his name and told him to stay.

"I'm sorry, I know I'm superfluous, but I still want to talk to you."

Lynch expressed understanding, and the two sat down again.

He poured some wine for Lynch and gave Lynch a cigarette, "I'm not going into detail because there are too many people, Lynch, now there are only the two of us left, there are some things I can't talk about. Good to say."

"We had some minor conflicts with the locals during our previous collection and sorting of materials in the Barus area."

As he said, he took out his lighter and lit his cigarette, with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned, "You know, these ignorant alpine species think that we disturb their gods' eternal sleep,"

"So there was a little friction..."

He looked directly at Lynch with a playful expression, "We don't really want to pay attention to them, you know, our pursuit is sacred, but they will harass our work."

"Every minute, for us, counts."

"Life is made up of so many minutes!"

"If we are delayed for a minute by them, we will lose an extra minute. Maybe it is because of this minute that someone's closed eyes can no longer be opened!"

He took a breath, puffed out the cigarette, and shook his head slightly, "Our work shouldn't be disturbed!"

Lynch thought for a while and understood what he meant.

"Our work will not be disturbed, and no one will disturb us..."

The gentleman smiled contentedly. If Lynch could understand what he said, then the work could be carried out very quickly...

Returning from the meeting place, Lynch recalled the words they had said, the fear of death and the longing for immortality.

Perhaps this is the "ultimate form" of humanity, no matter what great things these people have done before, and how famous they are.

He has been admired by many people with longing eyes.

Today, they are all just cowards who shiver and even pee their pants in the face of death.

But how many people can not be afraid of death?

Many people always feel that death is very far away, but is death... Really that far away?

Nobody knew, not even Lynch.

Soon Blackstone Security selected some elite employees to take charge of the order, and Lynch hinted at the leader, when necessary.

For example, in order to ensure that the work process is not interrupted and the staff is not disturbed, when there is no fatal threat, everyone can take the lead in using force.

Lynch is not hypocritical at all. He is not like the federal government while shouting "We will never be the first to use force to invade other countries" while sending troops into other countries' territory.

Lynch was very straightforward, and when it was time to kill, he would shoot directly, and don't be soft-hearted.

Maybe people in the past...there would be a little hesitation, but as everyone worked for a long time, everyone was numb.

Work is work, and morality is morality. If you can't figure out the two, most people can't bear this kind of work~www.readwn.com~ Even though the name of Blackstone Security sounds good, the nature of the work seems to be very powerful.

After all, the professional purpose of military institutions is to kill.

Temperatures got colder as the Commonwealth entered December, but the northern winter offensive did not stop.

Even if it is more than 40 degrees outside, the soldiers still wear thick thermal clothing to fight in Mariro.

There is not a lot of snow this winter.

This also made the Federals advance faster than everyone imagined, and the main force had approached the port on the west side of Mariro.

Once they gain a firm foothold in the port, it's practically equivalent to completing the encirclement of all the enemies in the encirclement area.

This is on the doorstep of the Federation, and it is too far from the Eastern Continent. Even if the Penggio military group wants to send troops, they will not have time!

In fact, they didn't really want to help the locals from the beginning, they just used these idiots to achieve their goals.

In mid-December, federal forces completed their final encirclement in north-central Mariro.

Here I have to thank a few Marillos for their great intelligence, perhaps because the Federation put too much pressure on them, or perhaps because they simply hoped to stay warm.

Under the pressure of the federal troops, these people actually united together.

They claimed to have prepared a total of 200,000 troops to fight a decisive battle with the Federation in central Maliro.

The federal government did not give any response, but the encirclement continued to shrink. Occasionally, some people wanted to surrender, but they eventually became ghosts under the gun.

The attitude of the Federals not to take prisoners really stimulated them.

The Armageddon seemed inevitable.

On December 22, the rebels from Mariro gathered in the city of Cessna in the north-central part of Mariro, backed by the city, ready to welcome the "baptism" of the federal army...