Bishop on the run from the Ark, but the Fourth Scourge

"Maybe your character has developed a hidden plot..."

"No, the previous sentence, what happened to D1 and the others?"

"D1 they are going to do the event, the Kjerag chapter, and their group has snatched the right to participate in this time."

Deep in the forest pondering memories,

"However, I heard that the distance is very long, and it takes a week to run the map."

"It's still pretty miserable."

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Volume 26 Kjerag: Chapter [-] Arriving in Kjerag

It has been a week since I boarded the land barge Lucia and set off from Vilas Wasteland.

The wind and snow are rumbling beside my ears,

Within the visual range, the vast expanse of ice and snow looks like a vast sea of ​​clouds, and the perennial snow-covered peaks emerge from the sea, like ingredients tumbling in a hot pot.

The snow-capped mountains in the distance are like huge boundary markers,

Huge and magnificent, crossing the sky, giving people a spiritual insurmountability.

…………

Galebrun, a former Victoria Londinium refugee, is now an ordinary rifleman in a certain company and squad of the Montenegrin People's Guard.

At this time, he was closely following the figure of his teammates in front, jumping from the open iron box to the platform next to him.

Settling down, let out a mouthful of condensed white air,

beep----

When the military whistle blew, he quickly straightened the helmet on his head, and trotted to gather with his rifle clutched tightly.

Water bottles, protective masks, ammunition belts, and the carrying equipment on the body swayed and swayed outside the temporarily purchased winter coat as they ran.

The burden is not light, in addition to weapons and ammunition, bedding, rations and melee weapons are also carried—after all, with the physique of the Terrans, hand-to-hand combat is inevitable.

tired?Of course tired,

But that was better than shining the shoes of a rich gentleman at Londinium.

Staying here is tiring, but at least,

Those who can be tired are more dignified.

The inbound train station in Kjerag is always calm,

The migrants who come and go are usually only tourists and businessmen on business trips.

Now this peace is broken by the sound of intensive shoes.

"Let's line up and gather in groups, organize and discipline! Gather!"

The assembled whistle and the sudden appearance of strange soldiers turned the idle passers-by into frightened beasts. Some people quickened their pace and felt uneasy, and some were bold enough to stand out of the distance and watch secretly.

Then they discovered,

These soldiers actually had a gun in their hands! !

The courier responsible for responding showed a strange look on his face,

He knew that Montenegro would send armed personnel to protect the factory. This was agreed before, and he also knew that Montenegro's soldiers were very disciplined and organized.

But let such foreign troops appear in their hometown...

Just inexplicably uncomfortable,

"Hello."

Jeston was dressed in a suit and leather shoes, showing his "true quality of a big brand" all over his body.

"Jeston Williams, Chief of Food Security, Black Mountain,"

"Weiss, Snow Mirror Messenger."

There will be such a day, it seems that my original choice is not wrong,

Noticing the other person's eyes, that kind of respect and value, is something Jeston has never experienced in the past.

Yes, I am Jeston, Chief of the Security Section of Montenegro,

Not Killer Jeston,

With such an identity, how can he still be as humble and humble as before?

Thinking to himself, Jeston's confidence doubled,

So he smiled frankly.

"I know you're disturbed, young man."

"But please trust us, trust Montenegro, as an ethical company, we will strictly fulfill the content of the contract."

As confident as an old-timer, Jeston patted the messenger on the shoulder.

"All combatants and weapons will be of minimum standard..."

Jeston pointed at the magic weapon players who jumped out of the truck one after another.

"There won't be any offensive weapons."

Then I watched a few players lift out two "Hotchkiss" heavy machine guns from the carriage.

Jeston: ...

Messenger:! ! !

Jeston: …in our Columbia…

"Only something that can run and hit is an offensive weapon."

"(in Chinese) Come on, a good brother, please give me a hand! Fuck, I was squeezed from behind by tm!"

Peng!

The sound of metal collisions sounded, and with the deformation of one side of the truck compartment door, a suit of blue armor landed on the station platform in a "Terminator" posture.

Thick textured armor with luminous light, armor sorted with a strong sense of explosion, and a square launcher on the left shoulder. Together with the scriptures printed on the breastplate, it perfectly combines the power of technology with the sense of religious ritual.

Sakota's wheat ear-shaped aperture is more like a stroke of magic, that is, the sense of sight explodes instantly.

Jeston: ? ? ? ?

Messenger: ...

As everyone knows,

When you enter a new map, you must bring the best new equipment,

So the D1 with a one-handed light machine gun and a circular saw on the back appeared among players. The (modified) power armor was increased by two meters, and the blue stood out among the "French blue".

With a whole heart,

D6 took a "gem identification monocular" and put it on his eyes.

Sewer Guerrilla jumped up and stuck a "tricolor flag" into D1's laser-powered backpack.

D2 took the lead and put on a gas mask,

And take the lead in pretending to be dumb.

Messenger: (takes a step back)

Jeston: (overwhelmed. Jackie scratches his head)

"Floating far beyond the stars, under the protection of the emperor!"

"We are the warriors of the gods, and Yunei clarifies that it is my will!"

Someone in the crowd sang a song, like a signal flare thrown into the sky,

There are countless invitations and echoes.

"Everything you do is for purification, and whatever you want is for sanctification!"

"I am death! I am faith! Go through fire and water, for the sake of the world!"

Not many people present can understand Yan Mandarin or Chinese,

But Xuan Wei, who felt the momentum of the singing, wore a brim hat over his shell helmet, and Hong Haisi, who served as the company commander of the Montenegrin People's Guard, realized that he might be facing some kind of "challenge".

So raise your arms,

"Momentum, you can't lose easily! Prepare to sing the team song!"

"Forward Forward Before"

"Our team is like the sun! Our feet are on the bright earth."

"For the ideals of this world, we are an invincible force!"

Messenger, take the next two steps.

Jeston scratched his head,

A lot of dandruff,

Reverse endorsement Head & Shoulders.

The two teams sang along the way,

Although due to travel motives, the guards failed to fly the "inverted W" iceberg flag of Montenegro,

Image: "Flag of Montenegro", Location: "Images/1664514274-100317433-109414933.jpg"

However, the three-color flags that the players held up for the whole job flew along with the team from the train station to the station.

The residents of the snow mountain passing by stopped their actions one after another.

Living in this small closed country for so long,

It was the first time they had seen such an even line of troops and so many Sakotas.

Is it a powerful person invited by Master Enxiodis?

Or the army that returned home under the name of the master?

There was a lot of discussion for a while, even if the team didn't pass by the residents' residential area, the news spread quickly in the traditional and simple town——

The aborigines of Xueshan quickly discussed various aspects of this matter.

but the only person,

From the moment Montenegro stepped into Kjerag,

All his actions have been brought into his eyes...

He quietly watched the two teams advancing amidst the singing,

Exuberant emotion is an element that has been rare in Snow Mountain for many years—that could trigger an avalanche.

...He is aware of the cooperation of the Patriarch of the Shivaash family. If it was done before that change, it might only make the situation counterproductive.

Thanks to the intervention of a certain "outsider" in the chess game, the change did not turn into a bloody poem of "winner and loser".

"..."

Now Kjerag needs to grow up, no longer relying on his own shelter to go out into the outside world alone,

Even if the result is destined to be inseparable from cruel sacrifices...

He cannot directly intervene in the affairs of mortals,

However, He still wanted an attitude,