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"It just so happens that I don't have anything to do here, and An Jie also hung up." Qin En smiled at Wa2000: "You work for Joseph, do you have a lot of money? How about entrusting us? For example: Let us transfer this The riots in the city subsided?"

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I don't know why, this update seems to not prompt sensitive words

Weird.

Chapter 116 I will solve it

"The whole city is in chaos."

Just relying on the sound of explosions in the distance and some intelligence, Kasim can roughly judge the situation he is in.

The enemy has begun to move, and the identity of the enemy has also been determined-it is the garrison who once protected the city.

War has changed: not just in the form of war, but in the hearts of the fighters.

Various factors such as the dark world where no light can be seen, extensive management, dishonorable expulsion and post-retirement embarrassment have changed people's hearts.

"...But no matter what, this commotion cannot be allowed to expand." Kasim made such a judgment.

There are many veterans in the garrison, but no matter how powerful the veterans are, they are still individuals. They are neither Rambo in movies and TV dramas nor martial idiots in novels. Something that iron can sustain.

"It is impossible for the garrison to have large-scale military equipment, yes"

Even if they dispatch Hydra and Typhon, he is sure to control the formation of the tactical girls to pull these units into a battlefield that is not conducive to them and defeat them one by one.

Thinking of this, Kassim cheered up a lot: Griffin's tactical figure looks loose and weak, but the thoroughness of executing orders is comparable to the model soldier in the novel.

This extremely rare and valuable trait for humans is shared by all tactical dolls, and they can continue to fight for a short time after they die once.

Much more reliable than mercenaries in general military contractors!

Can fight!

"You can't do that!"

But when Qasim planned to do this, the wealthy began to object.

This gave Kasim a headache.

He tried to convince these people, but the reaction of these rich people was: 'You have a good point, but we must do what we ask'.

He can't convince these people at all!

So... how did you convince these people before?

Thinking of this, the beheaded head of his human adjutant began to emerge in his mind, and the heart that thought he was used to seeing life and death began to shrink sadly

The adjutant who was good at talking and helping Kassim deal with these people was killed by his old rival Kowloon.

At that time, he thought that Jiulong was simply crazy, but at this moment he realized that because he lost her support, he was trapped here and couldn't move.

Kasim used to be a soldier, not a child who likes to walk alone. He knew how embarrassing it would be for Bruzevic (*1) who had helped him...

"Can I just helplessly watch the situation worsen?" Kasim stared blankly at the city that was gradually beginning to collapse.

He knew nothing but fighting and commanding battles—like the rest of his comrades who had been kicked out of the army.

And there are countless people like him or better than him in the garrison that caused the disturbance on the opposite side!

Kasim was no better than this group.

He just hesitated for a little longer between depravity and persistence: in the end, he was pulled by his old comrade-in-arms Bruzevic before he was about to completely degenerate.

Can you only count on the iron and blood workers?

The engine of the mechanical knife roared, and the executioner took advantage of its own mobility to break through the Hydra's offensive to the rear, completely destroying this precise and powerful military mecha.

This feeling of tearing apart a powerful enemy with both hands made the executioner much more excited: "The new system developed by Lyco is really powerful, and the training these days is not in vain!"

If she were the executioner during the Chernobyl mission, it would be absolutely impossible for her to do this.

If Qin En is still here, he can see the number on the executioner's head: 45920

The executioner stood on the mountain of scrap iron piled up by himself and laughed loudly: "Lyco's new system and enhanced training, I am already invincible, hahaha!"

But when the executioner was smiling, a string of flames suddenly appeared in the distance. Although the executioner was very proud, he did not forget to observe the situation in the distance, and sideways avoided the shells in the distance.

But this shell landed in the line of iron-blooded miscellaneous soldiers behind, and several iron-blooded miscellaneous soldiers were blown into a pile of scrap iron in an instant, resulting in fewer iron-blooded soldiers who were not enough.

The executioner was no longer complacent: "It seems that we have to work harder."

The advantage is only that it belongs to the iron-blooded elite tactical figure. Lyco's new system is extremely expensive, and only the elite iron-blooded figure can be equipped.

Many of those iron-blooded miscellaneous soldiers don't even have the level of self-discipline dolls, and naturally the new system doesn't have their weight... The executioner looks very cool, but it's just him playing Wushuang.

The hunter who was hunting dangerous enemies in the dark pulled the trigger and killed a group of teams fleeing into the urban area. The hunter with short silver hair looked at the little girls who were still in shock behind him, and said coldly: "The prey should be well hidden in the safe zone." Inside, don't stand up."

The hunter drove away this group of humans who were only about fifteen or sixteen years old: "Go home, stay with your parents, and don't go to the streets until the matter subsides." After the drive was completed, the hunter continued to wander around the city and sniped Dangerous people who started to mess around.

The Scarecrow frowned and looked at the information from all parties. Various data were continuously refreshed under her control, but the information sent was not very optimistic.

——This is Madam's order, now that Mr. Joseph is not here, Madam is the biggest!

—I can't listen to her, I won't start without orders from Monsieur Joseph!

—The nobles of Moscow have promised, gentlemen, it is time to act.