Command swayed on the seat in the car, and complained viciously to his comrades in the cabin and in the teleconference window: "We have a lot of trouble this trip. We have to deal with a lot of things when we go back. Take the current Kazdel Army as an example. Right. Among the existing ten divisions, the former National Guard troops accounted for eight divisions. But even the second division with the best performance and the most outstanding quality among them. Their performance...forget it, yourselves Let's see."

As a result, text and pictures began to appear in the communication window of each participant, and distorted as the reading progressed:

"...After the third platoon's attack failed, the deputy company commander and eight soldiers who led the platoon were sacrificed and injured. The infantry platoon fell into chaos immediately. At this critical juncture, the platoon leader of the third platoon neither stabilized the morale and command of his own unit, nor asked for help or rescued the wounded, but huddled in the foxhole with a few people. So the squad leaders of the third platoon saw the deputy The company commander was killed, seven or eight comrades were killed or injured, and the platoon leader could not be found, so he was so frightened that he took the lead in fleeing. Even the wounded and the corpses were lost.

"The company commander of the Sixth Infantry Company tried to stop the troops from retreating; but the company's instructors had a negative attitude towards this behavior. The first and second platoons saw the third platoon suddenly run back, and they also fled in panic. The panic spreaders and The rumormongers openly shouted 'The enemy is fighting back! We are surrounded!' The company commander's efforts were in vain.

"The disintegrated sixth company attacked the troops of the second and third battalions of the regiment behind. These two battalions were also quickly destroyed by panic and rumors. They ran around in panic, the organization was chaotic, and they fled to the rear. As the troops of the two infantry battalions fell into chaos, the regiment's logistics unit and auxiliary personnel saw the frontline troops fleeing in panic, and mistakenly thought that the enemy's counterattack was coming, so they also discarded supplies and equipment, and fled the battle positions and positions. Fleeing eastward desperately.

"The instructor of the Sixth Company led more than 20 people to the regiment command post before stopping. However, he saw many people fleeing and retreating, and felt that the vicinity of the regiment command position was not safe. As a result, he withdrew to the place behind the regiment finger He stopped only on a hillside. At this time, there was a regiment command post in front of him to support him, and the instructor was relieved to rest. The company commander of the sixth company and the commanders of the second and third platoons led more than 20 soldiers. I also ran to the Tuanzhi to rest. It was not until the next day that the Sixth Company gathered the scattered personnel back to the team one after another..."

After a brief silence, people heard the low voice of those comrades who did not know:

"Fuck..."

Comand gritted his teeth: "Don't worry, because there's still more to worry about. Do you think it's over? Wrong, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked!"

The pictures and text continue to scroll:

"...the largest mass casualty of the senior commanders of the National Guard in the entire Civil War...

"...At about 21 hours on the 0600st, the command post of the regiment advanced to a flat ground east of Hamburg and stopped, compared the map on the spot, and contacted the troops.

"The command post of the regiment is located in a flat depression. There is a 50-meter-wide river not far from the command post. At this time, neither the deputy division commander leading the team nor the commanders of the regiment organized troops to prepare for battle. , and organized the troops not to occupy favorable terrain to start vigilance. They only looked at the map in groups of three or five to find the current standing point. (It needs to be pointed out that they still failed to locate their current position until three hours later) troops The commanders and fighters finally rested after a long march, feeling agitated and unstable. Some even took off their weapons and equipment, took a rest automatically, and even ran away from the team to wash in a small river not far away.

"The trees on the other side of the river are dense, and the enemy has built a simple barracks here. The command office of an infantry regiment is only across the river from the enemy. The regiment command post stayed here for 3 hours, and it didn't even notice. Around 0900, in the morning The dense fog gradually dissipated, and the command post of the regiment quickly exposed its target. It was discovered by the enemy and was violently fired by light and heavy machine guns. When attacked by enemy fire, the head of the regiment was shot and died immediately. Eight people, including the general and the staff officer, died on the spot, and the deputy division commander was seriously injured in both legs. The chief of staff, the political commissar, and some government officials retreated to the small high ground next to them while fighting.

"The guard company of the regiment headquarters has no combat experience. When encountering unknown firepower suppression, the company commander not only failed to organize an action decisively, but panicked. The company and the regiment command post panicked and fled separately, even losing the wounded and martyrs. At the same time, the regiment command post Wrongly judged the form, worried that it would not be able to withstand the enemy's "main counterattack", and destroyed the radio station and code book by mistake, causing the regiment to lose contact with its superiors and subordinates for 72 hours..."

The old comrades behind the screen are all in this marching convoy, wearing full combat equipment and squeezed into the same cabin with the space fighters, and they can't see the faces covered by the helmets at all.But Comand believes that everyone's expressions are more...subtle.

He went on to introduce: "In this way, everyone should know the overall level of the former National Self-Defense Force. In the next stage, the main task of the Kazdel Defense Force is to suppress bandits and send troops to the Atlas organization. Next. We have to train the men they send to look good."

The stupid dog who was in the same cabin complained: "According to this statement, the Republic Defense Force may not even be able to defeat the bandits."

"That's not necessarily the case. The National Guard has a strong mercenary component. Although the battalion and above are inexperienced and clumsy, the fighting skills of companies and small units below the scale are not low... huh?"

Hangou, who is also in charge of commanding the security work during the transportation, explained the pause: "Emergency notification: a battle is expected in the section ahead. The two sides are an infantry company of the National Defense Forces and more than fifty free mercenaries. The former is chasing the latter... ...Wait, situation update, small reconnaissance drone found a third party——

"Initial judgment is that there are four armed personnel from the Lateran side."

**

Before setting out on the mission, Fiametta had imagined many situations that he might encounter.

Getting deep into Kazdel was never easy for the Sakotas of Lateran.

Sarkaz, Sakota; Kazdel, Rutland.The relationship between the two is like water and oil.From the fabled feud between the ancestors, where both sides disagree, to Rutland, a paradise on earth, and Kasdale, a poor and cruel man, the relationship between the two sides... well, it has never been very harmonious.

The brave and ruthless Sarkaz mercenaries like to take the guns of Sakota they killed as trophies—although it is better than wearing a bunch of heads, but Lateran is known as "the best weapon between guns and desserts." City", Sakota had to carry guns "to show dignity" on formal occasions, and each of them got a "guardian gun" to accompany him to death when he became an adult.This kind of thing is lighter than hanging a head or a skull on the body.

For every Lateran citizen who died in a foreign land, the official institution of Lateran "Atrium Notary Office" will send staff "executors" to recover their remains - especially the guardian gun.And in the Kazdel area, where attacks on Lateran caravans occur frequently, not only will there be "executors", but also special service teams from the "Guardian" of the Lateran armed forces will enter.

However, in the absence of any remote delivery, strike and communication means, the risk of infiltrating a very small number of people into Kazdel, whose environment can be called a battle royale, can be imagined.This is the main source of the abnormal death of the Lateran people.

But recently, the emergence of new forces has improved this problem.

Before the Kazdel Civil War began, Atlas began to try to open up the situation and open up markets in various parts of Terra.However, although the "guns" that use gunpowder as the propellant and the "guns" that use Originium technology to launch bullets to achieve the killing effect are almost the same in appearance and easier to use, but in Lateran they encountered super Unexpected resistance:

Rutland officially defines "firearms" as "bad imitations of sacred firearms", "unpleasantly offensive", and unscrupulous gadgets.

It is true that the mainstream style of Rutland citizens is unreliable and inconspicuous, with their minds full of desserts, guns and funny jokes.But don't forget that with one body and two sides, is their high degree of devotion to Lateranism.With the population size of Rutland, Atlas's gun sales here are not bad; but it is still much lower than the previous market prediction results.Old stubborn people regard firearms that do not need to cast spells but only need to aim and pull the trigger as strange skills, obscene and crooked; people who love neat work and have relatively poor Originium skills just treat firearms as toys, and by the way praise "this appearance is really awesome" It's almost the same."

In any case, the group of "angels" who seem to be missing a string in their minds are just using firearms as toys, far from going to other places as the foundation of their lives and directly changing the equipment of the entire army.

On the contrary, Lateran's various spies on Atlas, including espionage, emerged in an endless stream-guns are "sacred objects" in Lateran ideology, and guns are as fierce as guns. On the surface, ordinary people in Rutland don't care much about playing borderlines, but the Holy See feels that someone is dancing on their bottom line.

However, Atlas and Lateran are connected by an unexpected channel: recovering the guns scattered in Kazdel.

Ever since Atlas' massive involvement in Kazdel, the organization has held power in Kazdel up for grabs.The unique goods and services in all of Terra have made Kazdel a seller's market, and almost every faction has what it wants from Atlas.

The executors of the Rutland Notary Office also came to the door at this time, asking Atlas to help him recover the relics of Rutland citizens scattered in Kazdale.

So Atlas launched the "guns for guns" campaign across Kazdel: Atlas started the guns recycling business and offered high prices for recycling guns.Customers can also choose to use firearms to offset a considerable part of the selling price when purchasing firearms, or even directly exchange firearms for firearms of the same specification.

As a result, the Rutland Notary Office's business performance in recovering citizens' relics has blossomed steadily, and at the same time, the number of deaths in the line of duty has been greatly reduced; The scrap metal that is almost useless except for pretending is exchanged for a real guy that can make a sound.

However, this does not mean that Rutland Notary Office in Kazdale has nothing to do.For example, if the Sakaz bandits specifically target the Sakota, the notary office and the garrison will send personnel to deal with them.Fiameta's special service team is performing this task this time.

However, beyond everyone's expectations, operations in the Kazdale area have become extremely difficult.

According to the experience of dealing with Sarkaz for hundreds of thousands of years, the more intense the Sarkaz fight, the easier it is to infiltrate. The risk is that they will be violently attacked after being exposed.In order to sanction a certain Sarkaz freelance mercenary, this Rutlan Agent team infiltrated Kazdel.

The mission went smoothly at first, and the team successfully passed through the gatekeeper's territory full of holes like a broken fishing net.But as they got closer to Teresia's territory, things became wrong:

Odd-shaped Atlas aircraft fly by in the sky from time to time, the frequency is staggeringly high, the team had to make the highest level of camouflage, wasting a lot of time; checkpoints and checkpoints are everywhere, and there is no official Theresia ID card And the pass is impossible to move an inch.This is not only aimed at the infiltrators of the Tracys faction, Sakota is not a Sarkaz shapeshifter, and there is no possibility of makeup infiltration.After losing his old nose, the four-member team managed to bite the Sarkaz mercenary not far from an ancient Sarkaz ruins.

It turns out, however, that prey and hunter identities are not static.Misled by the enemy's false information, Fiameta left the team to conduct reconnaissance alone, almost falling into a trap.However, when she managed to fight back with great effort and escaped, she was horrified to find that her teammates were pointing guns at each other...

PS: Start to drop orders (sad)

Chapter 2 The team in desperate situation

Lateran has detailed written laws, and has multiple units such as police officers, executors, wandering judges, and the Pope's Hand to ensure that the laws are enforced.

However, the Lateran's obedience to, and even fear of, the law is far beyond the reach of those who enforce it.This is by no means an effect that can be achieved by external force, but an effect from the heart.

Among the thirteen commandments of citizens officially stipulated by Lateran, one of them is "attempting to harm your own kind will make you a fallen angel", once violated, it will make Sakota "fallen".

Whether it's word of mouth or seeing it with their own eyes, people have seen "fallen angels" whose halos on their heads and wings of light on their backs have turned pitch black.And although such people still have some civil rights stipulated in the law, they will also be expelled from Rutland City.

No one wishes to suffer such a fate for themselves or their friends.The same goes for Fiametta.But the reality is always cruel and sudden.Horrible things that she never dared to dream of had appeared in front of her:

Mostima in the team, the halo on that beautiful blue hair has turned into terrifying pitch black...

At first glance, the situation is obvious: Andorn, the captain of the team, fell unconscious on the ground, and Lemuen, who was slumped on the ground, had wounds on his legs showing bones. Where did he get the crutches, and he stood with a dazed expression mixed with lingering anger——

wrong.

Barely sitting still, the pistol in Lemuen's hand, who was still awake, was aimed at Andorn...

The automatic rifle in Fiameta's hand made a crisp sound of loading, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed steadily at Mostima: "What's going on?"

Mostima turned his head slowly, and when he saw Fiametta, the relieved expression flashed across his face, and the remaining anger on his face had not completely dissipated: "Andorn, Andorn, he didn't know what to say. What madness, attacking Xiaoan, even using Originium skills."

At this moment, her face is three points angry—because she has been betrayed, three points anxious—to prove her innocence to her friends, three points bewildered—overwhelmed by the mess, and one point confused—what to do next What to do?

What a typical pie chart.

Fiametta's muzzle was as steady as a gantry crane: "If that's the case, then why did you fall to heaven instead of Andorn?"

Mostima shook his head slowly: "I don't know - I really don't know."

Sitting paralyzed, Lemuen moved her white lips, and her voice was as thin as a mosquito: "Fia...what Mostima said...is true... ..”

While keeping an eye on Mostima, Fiametta observed Remuian's expression.After making a judgment on her friend's injury, she tried her best not to pay attention to the hideous injury, but to judge whether she was lying.

A friend is seriously injured and another friend "degenerates", the crisis of the wounded appears in the enemy's rear, and the mental power is rapidly consumed in judging the situation... Fiameta feels that his heart is in a state of distress in just a few seconds.In the end, she could only come to this conclusion:

Looks like no one is lying.

Fiametta lowered the muzzle of the gun slightly, carefully keeping a distance from Mostema, and walked around to Lemuane's side, holding the gun in one hand to guard the other hand to check the injury.

"You must get medical treatment as soon as possible." She whispered to Lemuane, "otherwise you will lose your leg or your life."

Sakota, with long pink hair, looked at Li Boli with short red hair and trembling voice in front of her, and said bitterly: "Then you must choose the best wheelchair for me."

"what happened?"

"No one lied just now."

"The fall..."

"...I don't know either. Mostima's emotions fit the situation, and Andorn..." Lemuane hesitated, "He communicated with those two staffs. Then I was going to take it back, and he was suddenly agitated, but he attacked me resolutely."

"Hey, what the hell is this?" Fiameta was sure that her injuries had stabilized for the time being. She muttered and looked back at Mostima, who was still leaning on the two staffs, one black and one white. , standing silently.

"Andorn suddenly attacked her fellow tribesmen, but she fell into the sky when she tried to stop him..." Lemuan's little face twisted into a ball, "This, this is not fair."

"You're still thinking of others after this." Fiameta sighed, "Okay, I'll trust you once."

She turned around: "Mostima, come here, we should consider the next step—"

Fiameta was interrupted by a bullet whizzing past their heads.

"At eight o'clock, on the hillside, enemy attack!"

Mostima reported the direction of the fire while falling to the ground and rolling over and over again.The two Rutlanders turned their heads together, and then Lemiuana's pale little face from blood loss became even paler.

On the continuous desert terrain in the north of Kazdel, more than twenty figures are crossing the hillside at a fast speed and rushing towards here.The rapidity of its movements and the speed of its speed are jaw-dropping.

Immediately afterwards, another bullet whizzed past the heads of the special service team. It seemed that the previous bullet was obviously not a stray bullet fired randomly.

Fiametta glanced at the dim halo above Lemuan's head and gritted her teeth.

When she grows up to a certain period (saying the first sentence), a halo will appear on Sakota's head, and wings of light will appear on her back.These became the most iconic features of the Sakota.The halo above their heads cannot be interfered with by any magic or physical means. Except for some halos that are naturally skewed, other Sakota's halos will always maintain a fixed distance and position from the head, and the brightness cannot be actively controlled.

This thing has complex consequences in the sociological sense, both positive and negative.However, from a military point of view, it can only be regarded as a pure trick.Don't think that "very dim" is enough. Soldiers with a little training can catch cigarette butts one kilometer away with their naked eyes in the dark night in the wild.

More enemies are still rolling over from behind the hillside.The members of the Lateran Service Team with pale or livid faces began to prepare for battle.Fiametta dragged Remuian to a hidden corner, and Mostima picked up the Kalashnikov captured earlier, and then the two handcuffed the unconscious Andorn together.

Andorne was woken up by Mastema's slaps.

The Sarkaz mercenaries were getting closer and closer as they ran wildly, and the whizzing sound of bullets passing by began to become denser, and they were obviously suppressing the shooting in their own direction, directly waking Andorn up from his stupor.

The two Rutlanders who were still able to fight silently looked at each other and began to prepare for an emergency evacuation.

However, the current situation is too unfavorable for them.Now one of the four-member team was seriously injured, and the two became suspects directly.The most appropriate, no, the choice that can guarantee the best combat effectiveness is to have Andorn evacuate with Lemuen, and Fiameta and Mostima to cover——

Fiametta put Remuian carefully into Mastema's arms, then turned around and pointed the gun at Andorn.

What a joke, handing over a seriously injured person to the criminal suspect she personally accused?

Fiametta bit her lip so hard it turned white.When another barrage of bullets passed overhead, she said, "Listen, I don't know what's going on with you, but we have to cover and retreat!"

Andorn neatly loaded his revolver gun and glanced at the automatic rifle next to him: "I understand... you don't expect me to have only one hand gun to be effective in battle, do you?" ?”

"I agree," said Fiametta coldly, "but I'd be more than happy to kill you."

Remuian's low voice came from behind: "Fia...give him the gun."

"Lemuane, you—what do you mean?"

"I don't know why he suddenly opened fire on me. But Sakota, Sakota is on the same page."

The pain distorted Lemuan's expression, and he spoke intermittently: "I can, feel, he is... firm."

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