After climbing over the snow hills, passing through an open area, and coming to a wooded wooden house, Weiss realized that the soldiers' situation was worse than he expected: four soldiers lying flat on the floor in the wooden house, and there seemed to be no sign of life. Three people were sitting beside the wall, and a part of the body - the head, arms or torso, was wrapped in blood-seeming white bandages.

An elite combat team of 17 people, against 2 snipers, was killed in a few hours, and injured in 3 people. What is this situation!

The young man with black hair and yellow skin walked to a man sitting against the wall and saluted: "Sir! Long caught an enemy's archer and helped us a lot!"

The guy whose head was almost made into rice dumplings and only his left eye was the tall man who saved his life last night.

"Your situation doesn't seem to be very good," Weiss said in a neutral way.

"Yes, Long, we are really embarrassed like this, which makes you laugh!" Obviously, because of the experience just now, the tone and wording of the tall man's tone and wording have changed a lot.

Weis shrugged: "They are really not easy to deal with. I was able to catch one because of luck."

The tall man said slowly in a tone: "If I hadn't made a mistake, they should be elite shooters of the Norman Empire Mountain Hunter Corps. They are best at fighting in such snow-capped mountains and forest environments. We are so lucky to be blocked by them. Fortunately, you have helped! The words were abrupt last night, and they were offensive. I hope you don't mind!"

"As you said, you rescued me last night and risked exposing your whereabouts..." Speaking of this, Weiss suddenly felt heartbroken. He looked at the young man with black hair and yellow skin: "You are trapped here. Isn't it really because you shot and exposed your whereabouts when you saved me last night?"

The young man with a black hair and yellow skin said calmly: "They should have come to follow Dr. Z's journey. If we have time to set up an ambush in advance, we will not be able to live now."

When he entered the door, Weiss noticed that there were three men and two women in civilian costumes sitting at the foot of the wall. The oldest one should be what they called Dr. Z. This man was slightly fat, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and his face turned pale. It was probably caused by fatigue and frightening. The two ladies should be his wife and daughter. Seeing the fire between the two sides, some people were killed and injured, they were also scared. The other two men, one middle-aged and the other young, looked at their calm expressions and agile shapes, and most of them were agents escorted here.

The value that jumped out of the "Enemy and Identification System" does indeed prove Weiss' speculation.

"Luke is right. They are later than us. It is impossible that they are following the gunfire last night. You don't have to think like this at all." The tall man said to Weiss, and then he turned to the young man with black hair and yellow skin and instructed:

"Since we have solved the enemy's shooter, Luke, you bring the 1 and 2 teams of uninjured escort Dr. Z and his family first, and Long will follow you. You must hurry back to Shelter No. 9 as soon as possible, and stay there until the patrol ship arrives. I will follow you with the rest. Remember, protect the safety of Dr. Z and his family no matter what!"

The No. 9 Shelter should be the snow-capped barrier that I spent the night last night, which is the "9" marked on my own map. As for the patrol ship, what is it? Can a ship that can climb the snow-capped mountains?

Weiss was very puzzled.

After listening to the command of the tall man, the young man with black hair and yellow skin hesitated for a moment: "As for orders, sir! See us at the shelter No. 9!"

The tall man nodded with difficulty.

The young man with black hair and yellow skin turned around to arrange the itinerary for the staff, and the tall man gestured to Weiss to sit down next to him.

"Listen to Luke, you have studied command major in Baston Military Academy for a year?"

Before Weiss could think about how to answer, the tall man continued to say to himself: "Baston Military Academy is the best military school in the Ulster Free Federation. So, I believe that your command ability is incomparable to us big-headed soldiers, but you must still lack some practical experience. We have carried out various tasks and have experience and methods to deal with various difficulties. I said this because I hope you can assist Luke as much as possible before the mission is completed... Sorry, I know that it is a bit abrupt. If you are a formal officer, we may be happy to hand over the command to you, but you are still a military academy student now."

"I understand, fully understand," Weiss said. "You know the relationship between Luke and I, too, so please rest assured that I will do my best to help you before this task is completed."

The tall man grinned: "Now it seems that the decision I made last night was completely correct."

After a while, Luke, the young man with black hair and yellow skin, quickly arranged everything.

8 unscathed soldiers escorted 3 men and 2 women to set out first, and the tall man led the remaining people to escort the injured and captured enemy shooter in charge of the rear.

Weiss followed Luke and his group to leave the wooden house, thinking about figuring out indirectly that the "guardship" was a magic horse thing. Suddenly, he heard a "swoosh" sound, and saw the soldier walking in front of the team, a large piece of his right shoulder instantly turned into pieces of flesh and blood and splashing open. The man then let out a shrill scream...

Just as Weis was stunned, Luke, who was walking behind him, pulled him hard and shouted loudly: "Retreat! Retreat! Everyone returns to the wooden house!"

As soon as he finished speaking, another bullet flew over with a short cold roar, almost knocking Luke's head to pieces.

Luke and his companions were worthy of being elite soldiers who were used to all kinds of storms. They were not shocked by the bloody and cruel emergencies, but performed their duties and acted quickly. Two soldiers, one left and one right, ran towards the house with almost scared doctor Z, and tried their best to run towards the house. The two soldiers supported the two ladies and ran towards the house, and the other two tried to rescue the injured companion.

Weis ran to the house. After a few seconds, he caught a flash of the flames in the forest opposite. In a flash, the chilling cold roar just now came again. Less than ten meters ahead, the warrior who supported Dr. Z from the left fell down. The bullets shot from a distance hit his chest directly. A terrifying blood hole was left on the white windbreaker, and the blood and flesh that exploded in the shape of broken pieces made the snow within three or four meters dyed a very uncomfortable color.

Of course, Weiss didn't want to be bombarded with such a large-caliber bullet. Seeing Luke quickly replaced the fallen warrior and helped Dr. Z to continue running forward, he ran forward with all his heart, and while running quickly, he did not forget to come to a beautiful S line.

When he passed by the soldier who had just died, he saw the empty eyes reflecting the blue sky.

Such death should be painless!

"Come on! Everyone, keep up!" Luke shouted while running in front.

But as soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of bullets piercing through his body, shattering his bones, and the muffled groan of the shotgun. Weiss turned his head and saw that the warrior who tried to save his injured companion was shot in the waist, and his whole body was broken into two pieces, red and yellow spilled all over the floor...

The scene was so shocking, until Weiss rushed into the room, and he didn't have the courage to look back and take a second look.

Before the enemy's third round of long-range snipers showed their power, everyone except the three soldiers who were shot back to the wooden house.

As soon as he entered the door, Luke shouted in annoyance: "El is dead, Kevin and Kras are seriously injured, we have lost three warriors in one minute!"

A tall and tall cat with thick gauze wrapped around his head was watching the situation outside by the window. He did not turn his head, but said word by word: "The situation is not very good! We were bitten by the enemy's large pursuers!"

Luke leaned over and asked, “How many of them are there?”

The tall man didn't answer, but clamped his neck with his arm and rolled to the side with a wrestling move. Just as the lightning flashed, the wooden board at the corner of the window exploded with a "bang".

The debris dissipated, and a round hole was left much larger than a fist. Judging from this situation, if the two of them had not dodged in time, they would have been seriously injured if they were not killed!

Luke was agile and unharmed. He got up as soon as he rolled, but the tall man lay on the ground and didn't move, as if he had fainted?

Seeing this, Luke quickly turned the tall man over and patted him on the cheek anxiously: "Are you okay, sir! sir?"

The tall man twitched for a moment, then suddenly sat up, stared at his eyes, and covered his head: "Uh... the head hurts so much! Those damn Norman dogs, one day I will let them taste my power! Damn..."

Seeing that the tall man was fine, Luke hurriedly greeted his surviving companions: "Be careful, stay away from the doors and windows!"

This wooden house is about eight or nine meters horizontally, about five or six meters vertically, covering an area of ​​only forty or fifty square meters. In such a narrow space, how far can people hide from doors and windows?

Weis was hesitating when he suddenly heard the soldier beside him shouting: "Kras is still alive, he..."

Looking in the sound, the soldier whose shoulder was cut off by a bullet shakingly stood up. Half of his cheek was covered with blood, but the other half was very clean. He gritted his teeth and gasped. After standing still, he raised his left hand and raised his middle finger to the enemy in the distance, his face full of rebelliousness and disdain!

Weiss widened his eyes, then watched the warrior's head and neck be shot away by the enemy, and his remaining torso fell straight back...

In an instant, his tears were like a spring, and the shock he suffered in his heart could not be described in words!

"Hahaha!" The man in white who was injured and captured in the room suddenly laughed wildly, "Surrender quickly! Humble Ulster worms, otherwise you will die one by one under the gun of Baron Close, the 'Black Death'!"

"Go to your shit black death!"

The soldier standing next to Weiss rushed over in anger, grabbed the guy's neckline, pulled out his short gun, and pressed his jaw: "Norman dog, don't you think you can be violent in the territory of the Ulster Free Federation! Call again, I will sacrifice you to the loyal soul of the dead warrior!"

Luke shouted: "Calm down, Costy! We are soldiers of the Free Federation, not beasts of the Norman Empire!"

Then, he said in a more modest tone: "We will use our guns to punish those who violate Ulster's Free Federal Territory!"

The soldier then let go of his hand, but he still spitted on the white-clothed man in discomfort.

"I think they sent at least two squads, which was simply a naked military invasion!" said the tall man gritted his teeth. "In order to capture a scientist who was unwilling to serve them, they actually risked the war and sent so many soldiers to cross the border. It was so hateful!"

"What does this mean?" Luke asked and answered, "This means they are ready to launch a large-scale invasion for us! Since Hohenstaufen signed the Promise Agreement on behalf of the Norman Empire as the crown prince, it has been brewing this day of making a comeback! For this day, they have been waiting for almost twenty years, and it is time to reveal their true face!"

The agreement between Shenma Noyan City? The gods keep their low profile? The gods make a comeback? What kind of deep hatred did these two countries have between the Norman Empire and the Ulster Free Federation, so that the soldiers on both sides will be in the same state as soon as they meet? Is this familiar plot a different time and space version of the "beard cultivation plan" or the "soldier legend" in the industrial era?

At this moment, Weiss was unintentionally guessing so much. He wiped away his tears, put away his compassion, picked up the "Grumman Fire Stick", pulled the gun away, and saw the yellow bullet lying quietly inside, waiting for his firing command, so he reset the gun and tried to look.

"Here!" Luke stuffed a bullet into Weiss's hand and whispered to him: "You are the heir of the Klumber Heisen family, the hope of family revitalization. Please protect yourself in this battle! Also, the reason why Dr. Z escaped the clutches of the Norman Empire was because he did not want the Norman Empire to master and use some devastating weapon technology to rule the world. Therefore, we must protect him and his family from leaving here safely, even if we sacrifice everyone's lives!"

Weiss nodded solemnly.

Luke hesitated for a moment and reached out to hold his shoulder: "Hey, Dragon, do you still remember the story of the Ten Knights of the Saint Armor? Stick to justice! Indomitable! Today, let us fight side by side like the Saint Armor Knights!"

"I am no longer me," Weiss said. "No matter what I was like before, Luke, today I am your absolute trustworthy partner! In any case, please remember this!"

"Yes, I saw a different you, a destined to bring hope to us." Luke's lips curled slightly, probably wanting to give him an encouragement smile. However, his companions died one after another and were in a precarious situation. In such a solemn atmosphere, he really couldn't laugh.
Chapter completed!