Blackstone Code

Calm little city.

In fact, Ryan would rather say it is a town or village than the word "city".

There are no high-rise buildings like those in the Federation that are several or more than ten stories high. They are all low-rise houses, and the few buildings that are left look dilapidated.

It has been four hours since they entered here.

For four hours, there was no resistance, or resistance, and even up to now, the entire team had not fired a single shot.

This is not part of their reaction. They believe that these people from Blackstone Security invaded the city here under the guise of Sanchez, and that the local small warlords should stand up and fight back.

They will form a defensive barrier in the complex streets of the city, making everyone waste time in the slow advancement process.

Just like what I learned in the Marine and Land Stormtroopers, the advancement of street battles is very slow. Every building must be carefully searched until the safety is completely confirmed before proceeding further.

This process is often accompanied by various horrific firefights, and there will be a large number of casualties. Everyone has taken this into consideration.

However, so far, no one has fired a shot.

The local warlords acted as if they did not exist at all, allowing Sanchez's men to drive dilapidated trucks into the city. They were less than two kilometers away from the city hall.

Along the way, they kept searching nearby houses and people, but they still found nothing, and not a single enemy could be seen!

At this time, Ryan, who came out of a house on the roadside, said casually, "Could he have run away?"

He held a grass heart in his mouth and looked relaxed.

The companion was also surprised and seemed a little relaxed, "Who knows, if we can occupy this place without shooting, then that would be the best. At least we don't need to kill everyone we see!"

The team leader walking in front of them frowned. He knew that the two men were mocking him for killing the two innocent girls.

Not only Ryan, but also some other recruits cannot accept this. They can shoot men, but they lack enough vigilance against women, children, the elderly, and the like. They even think that veterans are cold-blooded and cruel executioners.

The squad leader swore that he thought the same thing two years ago, but now, everyone he sees looks like an attacker.

There were many locals on both sides of the street looking at them numbly. Those people did not hide or do anything special, they just stood on the roadside and watched these people.

They never resisted or struggled as these outsiders searched their houses and checked their belongings.

Those numb eyes make one's scalp tingle.

"We still have 1.5 kilometers to reach the City Hall. According to the intelligence we collected, the City Hall has become the base camp of this little warlord a few years ago."

"There is also a possibility that their reduced forces are deployed around the city hall, which would explain why we have not discovered the enemy or exchanged fire with the enemy until now."

The colonel sitting in the command vehicle gave his own opinion, and the people next to him supported his opinion. After all, this was the fact.

There is no problem in making reasonable guesses based on facts. The opponent either ran away or reduced his troops. This is also in line with the countermeasures when he is relatively weak.

After all, the pressure of attacking each other is significantly higher than the pressure of fixed defense. They can choose a place that is beneficial to them and very familiar with to defend, and then seek to counterattack. This is a good choice.

If he changed his identity, the colonel felt that he would do the same thing, and he would also build some fortifications to make it more difficult for the attackers to occupy the city hall.

Compared with the thoughts of these officers, the thoughts of the new recruits, the veterans with two years of experience in encircling and suppressing the anti-government forces in the Amelia region have already noticed that something is not right.

Someone approached the squad leader and said, "I think something is wrong..."

The squad leader nodded. He always maintained a state of being able to fight anytime and anywhere. "I also feel that something is not right. It is too calm. They should not be so calm."

The two looked at each other, both holding the guns in their hands tightly, and even had their fingers on the triggers.

In their view, the two sides are not on the same level, and the local small warlords are obviously the weaker side.

Since it is the weaker party, it should use all factors that are beneficial to itself to bridge the gap between the two parties.

In fact, dragging the fight into street fighting is the most correct choice. They may not be able to clean up the city for several months.

In addition to these, there are many other methods, but they do not include directly tightening and giving up space rights, and then compressing one's own living space to seek a decisive battle.

This is so stupid. If all the local warlords have this kind of mentality, three thousand of them would be enough to conquer this country.

But obviously, this is unlikely.

If it's not possible, the other party must be playing tricks.

"Pay attention to those ordinary people, they may be hiding among these people." The team leader ordered, and everyone including Ryan heard it.

"I'll tell the colonel..." Another veteran stood on the spot. The colonel's command vehicle was behind, not in front.

Ryan listened to what the team leader said and imitated it with ugly expressions and movements. Although it was silent, it still caused some laughter from others.

The squad leader looked back at them and said, "If I were you, I would shut up and stare at the crowds on both sides now. Maybe those people will rush out from among them and attack us."

Ryan looked at the people on both sides. They were all ordinary people, and most of them were women.

Many of the men in Marillo were killed or injured in the war, and the most common sight on the streets was women.

These women have to do jobs that only men do because there is a shortage of men in the city.

After scanning these women, old people and children several times, Ryan curled his lips and shook his head, "They are all innocent people, why didn't we disperse them?"

The squad leader knew that Ryan didn't like him, but he still replied, "Before we entered the city, we had arranged for people to do propaganda work and persuade them to leave..."

The team leader was stunned for a moment, as if he thought of something, but when he thought about it carefully, the inspiration disappeared from him again.

With the veterans silent and the recruits marching in high spirits, they were already less than a kilometer away from the city hall.

At this moment, even the team leader was a little confused. Is the other party really stupid enough to lie down on the chopping board and wait to be knifed?

After walking for more than three hundred meters, gunfire suddenly came from the front. The entire team's speed increased a lot. After a while, the situation at the front was heard on the walkie-talkie.

Enemy encountered.

This news gave the team leader and many veterans a slight sigh of relief. When they were mopping up the anti-government militants in the Amelia area, what they feared most was not fighting those people in positional battles.

The local people support these people. The local people will deliver news to them, help them hide, and provide them with supplies. This is the most terrifying and troublesome thing.

It's really about catching fire, but it's less disturbing.

Soon the news of the command vehicle also came, leaving a few teams to evacuate the people, while the others went to the outside of the city hall to fight as quickly as possible.

Unfortunately, Ryan's team was left behind.

Rather than disperse these people here, he actually wants to go to the front line.

The veteran's attitude toward him made him very dissatisfied, and he increasingly wanted to prove himself. After all, he was a top soldier from the Marine and Land Stormtroopers. He had his own bottom line of ethics and his own abilities.

The gunfire in the distance became more and more intense, and Ryan looked into the distance from time to time, but unfortunately he couldn't see anything.

"Ma'am, it's dangerous outside. Please go back to your house and lock the door, okay?" In front of Ryan was a woman who looked to be in her twenties. Just as he was persuading the woman to go back, A little girl who looked about ten years old exposed half of her body from behind the lady. She looked at Ryan curiously.

Maybe it was because the child's eyes were irresistible, or because he was actually a very nice boy. Ryan subconsciously took out a candy to replenish energy and bent over to hand it over.

In the next second, a gunshot rang out from beside him. He watched in disbelief as the lady beside him suddenly fell to the ground. He looked back at the squad leader with eyes filled with incredible anger.

He actually beat to death an innocent woman, the mother of a child, in front of the child!

He immediately raised the weapon in his hand and pointed it at the squad leader. The team that had some gaps suddenly started fighting among themselves. Before the squad leader could explain anything, Ryan suddenly tilted his body and almost fell down.

The little girl next to him held a sharp knife and stabbed it into his waist and abdomen, followed by another gunshot, and then a second one.

The squad leader fired his scalp and shouted loudly, "The enemy is attacking, hide as soon as possible!"

He held Ryan, who didn't know what was happening, and ran into the house on the roadside. The next second, bullets whizzed past their heads, and gunshots outside also rang out one after another.

"This is a trap, those passers-by are theirs!" someone shouted in the distance, but soon there were screams.

At this time, Ryan, whose heartbeat was rapidly accelerating, also saw the woman lying on the ground at the door, already a corpse. In her right hand, she held a pistol.

She was about to kill him, when he bent over!

The team leader tore off Ryan's clothes and took a look at his wound. Blood flowed out from the wound silently at a not too slow speed.

The team leader was stunned when he saw this wound. He knew that this was a sign of visceral rupture. Only visceral rupture and arterial bleeding would cause such a terrible blood loss.

There is no chance of surviving such an injury on the battlefield.

He just looked at Ryan coldly, and Ryan seemed to react. He looked at the wound on his waist, and saw the blood pouring out that could not be suppressed, with a trace of fear in his eyes.

The team leader turned around and shouted loudly, "We need the medical team. Someone has a ruptured internal organ. Call for support..."