Tyra, your ancestors are back!

The parasol researcher wiped the cold sweat from his brow.

"I'm not that stupid yet... Doctor, randomly select a few areas, throw our test products into them after removing the company's logo, and observe the difference in combat effectiveness between them and ordinary soldiers."

"I'll arrange it right away, sir."

Chapter 225 You Can't Expect Something Good, Can You?

Forerunner's Golden Court Military Airport

[The new Grand Duke of Ursas Chernobog recently announced that she will attend the Conference of Nations held in Lateran as a representative of His Majesty. 】

A team of human figures with colorful highlights leaned against the ammunition box, not far away was an armed transport plane being prepared, a certain black-haired human figure wearing a blindfold cos cyclops fiddled with what seemed to be antique radio...

"Chernobog? This is the God of Blackness in Slavic mythology, right? Darkness, night, death, and a lot of negative symbols. How could someone give their city such a name?"

Ms. M16, who took a big swig of whiskey, muttered, and then fiddled with the radio to change stations.

【Recently, there have been frequent cases of missing persons in Raccoon City. Columbia’s beach umbrella company announced a new round of investment in the emerging city of Raccoon City to combat the increasingly frequent crimes in the city.

[In response, the Raccoon City Police Department announced the establishment of a special strategy and rescue force to face the more severe security situation in Raccoon City in the future. 】

Then Ms. M16 took a sip of the whiskey she had just swallowed and squirted it out.

"Why is there still Raccoon City? The Archons moved the Golden Garden to another world???"

Ms. M16, who likes to collect all kinds of old affairs, naturally knows this name, or is familiar with it——

The scene is exactly the same except instead of an umbrella it's called a beach umbrella...

"Don't care if it's a little raccoon city or just put it on the market - they have nothing to do with our mission, M16A1, what is the commander's mission?"

Looking at the black-haired doll with a drink in one hand and a radio in the other, the doll with long pink hair frowned.

"And you, M4SOPMODII—don't disassemble the mechanical tentacles on the self-discipline machine! Miss Dandelai is going to be angry!"

It seems that Ms. AR15, who is a normal person in the team, snatched up the "tactical attack dog" that almost ran away, and let the autonomous robots maintaining the aircraft skip a catastrophe.

Of course, if you can ignore the explosives on the body of this pink-haired humanoid lady, and the fact that the self-discipline robot in charge of the hangar security inspection not far away can only have a "baa" expression on the display because the authority is lower than that of [Terrorist Bomberman] .

"Cough, cough, 15, let our little princess talk, I haven't taken a sip in 5 years, let me get my mouth full first,"

Ms. M16 coughed a few times and directed the question to the black-haired humanoid with green highlights....

The latter is looking at her teammates with special skills, and Ms. M4, who feels overwhelmed, is now turning her attention to her own work. Otherwise, if she continues, Ms. M4 feels that her processor will be overloaded——

"The task Miss Commander gave us is to follow her to a completely neutral country called Lateran in this era to participate in missions similar to past United Nations meetings. The guards in this event."

"And 15, you should take off the bomb on your body... This is just an ordinary escort mission, do you want to blow up the escort target...?"

After reading the mission summary, Ms. M4 became slightly hardened and gave orders to the bomb Girl in the team.

"Tsk..."

"Ahem, a security mission, it sounds like there won't be any big trouble?"

After drinking the last sip of whiskey in the bottle, M16A1 nodded after listening to the mission briefing——

"I'm going to get some more whiskey - I haven't been on a paid trip in a while."

Sister M16 clapped her hands and stood up, ready to touch some more of her private collection and take a few sips on the way to make up for the loss over the past tens of thousands of years.

"....Ugh."

Looking at the AR15 who was unwilling to put explosives into the folding space and the elder sister who got up to get a drink, Ms. M4 could only sigh deeply...

"M4, M4 can we blow up a lot of people in that place called Rutland?"

Then the biggest problem doll in the team came up and made a statement that was comparable to a terrorist attack.

"M4sopmodII... I said it was a security mission - of course it can't be done -!"

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"Understood, Commander, I understand."

Chernobog Humanoid Encampment, Disobedient Squad.

"Good news, the commander doesn't intend to take all of us out this time. We are responsible for helping Miss Alina who stays in Chernobog City to maintain safety, so as to guard against some extremists' attacks on the city core."

AK12 hung up the communication and turned to look at several teammates waiting for orders.

"We can continue to stay here, RPK, you can continue to toss the unlucky ones on the road, AK15, you can also continue to fight with the shield guards of the integration movement, oh no, now it is the Duke's personal guards who are arm wrestling during the break... If you have nothing to do, you can also go outside the city to wrestle with those Ursus split beasts."

"94 You can also continue to feed those stray ferrets on the street, and touch their furry bodies by the way—"

As the captain, AK12 shrugged at everyone.

"And the bad news, 12."

AK15 asked a question.

"The bad news is that the commander can't leave us here without incident. The weapons we gave to the integration movement are already sophisticated enough. Unless an inner guard jumps out of Qiecheng, they won't be able to trouble them—"

"So, in the next few weeks, something big is scheduled for Chernobog, and we're expected to be very busy."

AK12 shrugged at several people.

"However, I feel that the more serious problem will be in Lateran... In addition to bringing UMP45's 404 team over there, the commander also awakened several other members of our old friend AR team..."

"And Ms. Commander really attaches great importance to this meeting of all nations. I heard Ms. Kiyana say that she prepared a prophecy, but the result is said to be very vague...and it is definitely not a stable result."

"There are two teams of elite figures, maybe there is the big head of this fight... Hey, who is so brave to launch an attack at the Conference of Nations, isn't this a slap in the face of the current Terra nations..."

Miss 12 shrugged her shoulders, seeming to be a little curious about what kind of battlefield will be full of bullets in Rutland in a month's time...

Of course, what Ms. AK12 may not know is that Rutland may be an explosive "battlefield" at ordinary times....

"Well...I'm not worried about the commanders. I'm afraid there will be several consuls in Lateran...I'm just starting to wonder what kind of enemy I have to face this time."

Hearing this, RPK16 narrowed his eyes slightly, showing an expectant smile.

"Who knows, maybe it's an undead natural disaster or a biological crisis?"

"...Can't you look forward to something good?"

"Then dead space?"

"You can shut up now, Comrade RPK16...."

Chapter 226 No.13 Legion, why don't we call it the Ultramarines

Ursa Chernobog morning

"Well, are you leaving now, Ms. Alice and Kiyana?"

The silver-gray armed transport plane was humming on the tarmac, and the aroused airflow blown away the fallen leaves and dust nearby, indicating that it was ready to take off at any time.

The members of the 404 team are assisting the members of the integration movement to carry the materials transported by this transport plane from the Golden Yard, which contain the most scarce ore disease suppression drugs for the infected and some of the previously agreed equipment.

"Miss Tallulah, we've been stuck here long enough—the Rebel Squad will protect you, your comrades, and this city for a long time to come."

"Your new comrade-in-arms, Ms. Bibian, is right. The storm has blown, but the time for destruction has not yet come... You still need to wait, wait for the time to come."

"Now you just need to push it as a pair of invisible hands."

Watching the transport plane full of cargo being gradually emptied, Alice nodded to Tallulah.

"I'm not sure, Ms. Alice - what exactly is our chance?"

Tallulah shook her head in confusion. Now that the Ancient One was about to leave, the girl Drac raised her own question.

"Chernobog was an opportunity you gave me, and I took it. The invitation from the young Ursus Emperor was also an opportunity, and I also took it. But to a certain extent, these opportunities are all Miss Alice gave..."

"Ma'am, I...I'm at a loss as to how to find our real opportunity in the midst of such a grand vision..."

Tallulah's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, seeming a little confused.

"Create and wait, and grab her, Tallulah—opportunities are opportunities precisely because they don't exist on a daily basis."

"You and that pagan lady have created something...the seeds that have been sown will one day sprout, sooner or later."

"The rest of the waiting is what you have to do now, Tallulah—Fyodor Vladimirovich, that young emperor will create another opportunity for you."

"An opportunity you must seize."

Alice paused heavily, and looked seriously at the young man in front of her.

"what chance?"

Tallulah tilted her head in confusion. She didn't seem to realize what the lady in front of her was pointing at.

"Talulah, how many armies does Ursas have now...?"

Alice did not directly answer the latter question, but now throws another question to answer another question.

"First, second...No. 12...Excluding the canceled and organized armies during the Ursus rebellion, Ursus should now have about a dozen fully-organized armies."

Talula was taken aback when she heard this question, and then retrieved the answer from her memory.

"Ah...No.13 Legion...Thirteen, a good number, um...how about Ultramarines?"

Alice nodded, and looked at Tallulah, who seemed to be asking for the latter's opinion.

"...There is always a feeling that as long as you agree, you will be stabbed by a brother or sister and lie there for 1 years. Let's forget it, Ms. Alice..."

"And Ursus has no tradition of giving the group army a code name—hmm...!"

Talulah, who twitched the corner of her mouth, seemed to have reacted, and looked at Alice in front of her with a slightly surprised expression.

"Wait, Ms. Alice, what do you mean, Your Excellency Fyodor will let me form a new Ursus army?"

"You've realized it... That's it - Tallulah, force, is always the ultimate guarantee of all right to speak, and of course it also has its corresponding price..."

Alice looked at Tallulah aside——

"Twelve armies, this is a balance, at least an ideal balance. If I form the No.13 army, I will be the one who breaks this fragile balance."

Tallulah took over the words of Madam Consul.

"In the ideal plan of the old and new nobles, the two factions can win over six armies respectively, and then try their best to win over the ambiguous and erratic legions in the opposing camp, and always maintain a six-to-six situation."

"And the No.13 Legion will break this balance, and I may become the object of their interests...Of course, I may also become a thorn in their side, a thorn in their flesh..."

"That's why I left the Rebel Squad to you, Tallulah..."

"What you inherit in name is your adoptive father of Ursas, the title of the Duke of Kochesi. Excluding his essence, from the outside, he is a duke from the old aristocratic camp."

"But Fyodor Vladimirovich, who was canonized for you, is not. The emperor is partial to the new nobles-in Ursus, all the nobles know it well."

"If you legitimately inherit the crown and territory of the Duke of Cochesi, then this canonization is just a formality, just like the past tradition, where hereditary nobles swear allegiance to the monarch during the ceremony, and those military nobles I will treat you as one of my own.”

"However, you are not. The territory and wealth you should have inherited were divided up by those coveted nobles after you assassinated him... and on the duke's canonization document, it is written that it is not the Duke of Cochesi Second..."

"It's Duke Atrias I. The territories and titles you own are not from your adoptive father. The old nobles will exclude you because of this emperor's canonization document, and the new nobles will doubt you because of your birth. "

"The assassination and attack against you will start when the edict of the No.13 Legion of Ursas is issued, and will intensify as the Legion is getting closer to perfection, and will eventually turn into bribery and bribery as the Legion is completed. .”

"Those conspirators who originally hid in the dark and wanted to take away the fruits you are about to cultivate will come to the front, and envoys from different duchies and empire departments will continuously try to win you over..."

Alice shrugged and looked at Tallulah who was frowning.

"Power is always to be feared, no matter what form it takes..."

"But Ms. Alice, in the end they will return to the path of assassination and attack-this group of nobles will find that we don't get in."

Tallulah showed a self-deprecating smile.

"Ah...why not both sides? Tallulah, none of them know what you want to do—they may know your origin, but they don't know anything about your purpose."

"Besides, you still have strength. How to get the best of both worlds is an art, Tallulah—let me give you a little reminder..."

"You're the youngest duke in Ursus—so you feel like the future will be against those stubborn old ones."

"Those who are the same age as you, most of them are young noble heirs... especially those young people who do not have the right to inherit titles. Many of them have received advanced education and knowledge, but they have not followed for a long time as the first heirs. Influenced by the elders, impregnated with pedantic ideas, often have their own thoughts and opinions..."

"These unique young people often have big or small conflicts with their elders..."

Alice stopped talking, and looked playfully at the girl Draco in front of her.

"As for things like the right to inherit a title... it will always be up for debate before you sit on that position. I understand what you mean - some small accidents."

Tallulah also showed a "happy expression".

"A little accident, young man."