Sherlock Holmes

It's hard to imagine what kind of psychological shock George Romanis's words caused to the following soldier, but in fact, Professor George Sr. was not entirely right.

He thought that after Sherlock established a contract with a demon in that experiment, he would topple the previous demon; because in the beginning, his teacher Professor Darwin did this in order to establish a contract with a wild demon. , you can only gradually alienate yourself from your original demon. This phenomenon may be caused by the upper limit of human brain endurance.

But he didn't expect that Sherlock didn't abandon any of the demons at all. He just signed contracts with all the demons directly and didn't let any of them go.

In other words, if he wanted to now, he could summon all the demons. Of course, these did not count the ones he had raised in hell.

In fact, if you do the math, if you really show all your power now, you will have at least 400 first-level demons, 110 second-level demons, and a third-level demon called Crimson.

This level of quantity can already be regarded as a small demon tide.

However, among these demons, the most powerful one is still [Crimson]. Although there are many demons at other levels, after seeing the weapons of mass destruction possessed by the army on the frontline battlefield, Sherlock was deeply moved. Realize that in some cases, quantities are really just numbers.

For example, those first-stage small demons may appear in dozens at a time in the inner city of the empire, which will cause great harm to the entire city; but on the front line, there are actually waves of dozens and waves of several. There is no essential difference between a hundred. The former can be done with one shot, while the latter can be done with a few more shots. In this case, there is no need to report to the superiors on the front line of the combat readiness area.

At this time, the hotel lobby was already full of people.

To be more precise, they are soldiers. They gather together in groups of more than a dozen. It is very clear that they belong to different groups. Although it is a commendation meeting, most of the participants remain serious and silent. , so the whole venue seemed too solemn. There were only some senior military officials sitting at the table, chatting with each other in very low voices. Although the content could not be heard clearly, it could be seen from their expressions, They were all in a very good mood.

In fact, even before the airship landed, officers from various war zones had already rushed to the hotel overnight, in order to get news about the progress of the new textbooks as soon as possible.

The control of wild demons is the most important factor that makes humans dare to attack the gates of hell. A set of practical guides for controlling wild demons is the key prerequisite for popularizing this epoch-making technology. No gunpowder or gunpowder is needed. For combat readiness transportation, only those instruments on the back line can turn wild demons into weapons for human use. Contractors who were originally regarded as treasures in the war zone can now be produced in large quantities.

Although the controllers of wild demons are not as powerful as real contractors, and there is no room for promotion, under the huge base, it is still an unprecedented and terrifying improvement for the combat power of the entire human race.

Moreover, according to the evaluation of Professor George Romanis, the person in charge of this mission, the compilation of this new textbook is very successful. It is roughly estimated that it can increase the original efficiency of controlling wild demons by at least 50%.

least! 50%! !

This result greatly exceeded the military's expectations and can even be called incredible!

If this is true, then this huge jump in efficiency will undoubtedly give the soldiers on the front line a large dose of cardiotonic during this period, and with it, the participants in this mission will undoubtedly deserve a In this very large commendation meeting, those young soldiers who have been selected deserve respect and honor.

Soon, the meeting began.

There was no lavish rhetoric or a waste of time in the opening speech. On the military front line, everything was filled with a vigorous and resolute style of doing things. Even the commendation conference where honors were given was still the same. However, the people sitting in the audience who came from various war zones were The representative has stated that the military attaches great importance to the compilation of this textbook.

"Next, Second Lieutenant Millsap, the captain of the 15th Squadron of the Frontline Pioneer Army, will accept the award of the Contribution Medal on behalf of all members of the experimental team."

Everyone who participated in the mission received first-class merit, a Medal of Outstanding Contribution, and even a month-long vacation. The burly Crusader soldier was elected to represent the participants of this mission. Get on stage. He will use the simplest but most straightforward speech to express that they are proud of the success of this experiment; proud of being able to contribute to the victory of this grand war; proud of their own hardships along the way.

Of course, in the last episode, he will be very 'curious' and question what kind of person Mr. Sherlock is who has squeezed them all the way.

Backstage, Lieutenant Millsap had tidied up his uniform and was about to step onto the stage.

sudden.

"team leader!"

"team leader!!!"

A voice screamed from behind, and then the correspondent named Victor rushed over with sweat all over his head and grabbed the opponent's military uniform.

"What's wrong?" Lieutenant Millsap asked confused.

Victor didn't bother to wipe the sweat from his forehead. In fact, according to his physical condition, he would definitely not sweat during such a short journey. Most of the sweat was caused by urgency. He stared at the other person with a very solemn look and said:

"Let's go on stage and come down after wearing the medal. Don't talk too much."

Second Lieutenant Millsap frowned, his head filled with questions, and finally he choked out: "Huh??"

"Let's just accept the grievances we suffered on the airship and don't provoke that guy named Sherlock."

Victor's tone became more solemn, and the look in his eyes as he looked at his captain even contained a hint of warning. However, Lieutenant Millsap obviously couldn't understand why the other party did this. He was clearly calling him on the airship. The favorite group of people:

"I don't understand what you mean, just let it go like this?!"

"Yes, let's forget it!" He responded resolutely. The sound of land requisition was so shocking that several other soldiers beside him were also stunned. They were silent and didn't know what to say. Before he could explain, the host of the medal ceremony in front repeated Lieutenant Millsap's name again when he saw that no one was on stage.

As a Crusader soldier, of course he couldn't keep so many military generals waiting for too long. He could only walk up to the stage with doubts. During these few steps, he heard Victor The shouting behind him was almost like praying. Looking at the posture, if there were no people around to hold him, he would probably rush to the stage with him:

"Forget it, let's just forget it!"

The awarding ceremony was extremely simple, but things like honor never care about the illusory process. After the medal was worn on the chest, an elderly division commander on the front line smiled and patted Millsap on the shoulder and said to him with a smile. : 'Keep up the good work, I'll promote you to captain at the end of the year', all the efforts and efforts seem so worth it.

"Is there anything else you want to say?"

The teacher asked with a smile. In his eyes, you could see the most straightforward appreciation for the young officer. At this time, it seemed that as long as he didn't make too many demands, he would be satisfied.

Lieutenant Millsap looked subconsciously towards the audience, and then saw the guy named Holmes sitting in the corner.

At this time, he was sitting next to Professor George Romanis, and the two of them seemed to be chatting about something.

He thought of the years-long experience on the airship, the ruthless slander and oppression, the hypocritical and irresponsible words, and the bored coffee cup that had mixed with it for several afternoons. He was about to open his mouth to say something, but Victor's weird warning just now lingered in his ears again, suppressing what he was about to say.

Hesitating like this for two seconds, in the eyes of other people in the room, it was natural that they were in a state of dizziness with their minds filled with glory. Some officers thought of when they were young, first The first time he was awarded first-class merit, he seemed to be in this dazed state, not knowing what to say at all, and he suddenly felt more and more fond of the Crusader soldier on the stage.

"Haha, I understand how you feel now. In fact, there is no need to say anything more. The most important thing for a soldier is to prove his loyalty to mankind with practical actions."

The teacher said with a smile, patted the other person's shoulder again, indicating that he could go down.

And such a shot brought Lieutenant Milsap back to his senses. He felt that he had really thought too much. He was just about to say the name Sherlock Holmes according to the original plan.

"So, the ceremony is over, right."

An emotionless voice sounded from below the stands. It wasn't too loud, but when it suddenly interrupted the commendation meeting, the voice was extremely abrupt.

Everyone looked in that direction, but there was no need to look over, because just by listening to the voice, everyone knew who it was, and no one on the front line dared to speak so carelessly.

So, everyone watched helplessly as Commander Baskerville walked onto the stage without anyone's permission.

This 30-year-old major officer is an absolute anomaly on the front line. He doesn’t have a high military position or an unshakable backing. He doesn’t even have parents or friends. He relies solely on his incredible personal combat power. , making him the only executor of certain tasks, which also resulted in this person itself having considerable strategic value. Unless he really violated military law, no one was willing to touch his brow.

"This is a commendation meeting, not a place for nonsense!" When the teacher saw Baskerville walking up to the stage, he couldn't help but feel annoyed and shouted: "Get out of here quickly, or I'll lock you up for another month!"

Discipline is the most important thing for Imperial soldiers. Although this guy is a personal strategic killer, it is impossible to make him truly lawless. Baskerville obviously knows this very well, so he still maintains a certain respect for some people. Otherwise, he would have been sent to a military court long ago, and would have ended up being shot.

But this time, he did not listen to the teacher's instructions. Instead, he bowed slightly, apologized, and then said:

"I'm here to read out a military movement order from the frontline commander--General Patton."

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There was some confusion in the audience, because no one seemed to have heard that there was an important situation on the front line. There was no demonic wave coming, and there was no important battle that caused a large number of casualties. Why was there suddenly a military deployment?

However, although Baskerville had some personality problems, he would definitely not pass military orders indiscriminately, so the entire venue immediately fell silent after a brief noise.

Baskerville also spoke slowly:

"Two months ago, a reconnaissance camp on the front line was attacked by a group of large demons. The position was lost on the spot and all the soldiers died. To this day, the place is still occupied.

General Patton's military order was that two battle squadrons would be dispatched to recapture the fallen camp in two days. "

Hearing this, people in the audience frowned and looked at each other, because this military order did not seem to have much to do with the rear line of defense. If you want to retake the camp, just go to the vanguard army to mobilize people. What are you doing here? ? And it doesn't sound like an emergency situation. After all, the frontline outpost has been occupied for two months. If it is a key position, it cannot be delayed for so long.

But then, Baskerville on the stage solved these doubts:

"One of the teams for this mission, General Patton clearly designated, requires the entire writing team of the "Guide to Control Wild Demons" to participate, 45 people, no one less.

As for the leader of the team, Mr. Sherlock Holmes is still in charge. "

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".??"

".!!!"

One doubt was solved, but at the same time, another doubt was mercilessly thrown on everyone's face, making all the military officials and soldiers on the defense line feel that today's weather is not Something was wrong. The sun hadn't set for too long. I was confused by the messy biological clock and started daydreaming.

A mission team that had traveled a long distance had just gotten off the airship and had just picked up the Medal of Honor. Why were they suddenly transferred to the front line?

Well, as a soldier, if there are orders on the front line, then it is natural to implement them. This is understandable, but why is the leader of the team still the same Sherlock Holmes?

He is not from the military!

Moreover, isn't he an academic who has made great achievements in the study of demon control? What use is he to retake the frontline outpost?

On the stage, the look of shock on Second Lieutenant Millsap's face was more vivid than that of everyone in the audience. He did not understand the content of this military order at all. The question marks in his mind looked like they were about to explode, and he suddenly blurted out:

"That guy is still in charge? Why does he have that?!"

There were more than two hundred people under the high platform, so he was not worried at all about what Baskerville, a ruthless man, would do to him. Moreover, this matter was indeed a bit unbelievable, so he asked with wide eyes.

"Why?" Baskerville responded calmly: "Because he has the ability to perform frontline tasks."

"What strength can he have? He is not a Crusader soldier, nor a government army. He has never been to the front line. He does not understand combat command or team equipment. He has not even listened to the most basic tactical lectures. Pass!"

"That's why he just carried out a mission to recapture the outpost." Baskerville's tone was still calm: "There is no need for tactical command or responsible tactical cooperation. He only needs to reach the designated location and clean up all the remaining demons there. That's it. ”

"That won't work! He has never been on the battlefield. We are going to take this guy to kill demons. Who gets to die? Do we still have to take time to protect this guy's safety?"

Second Lieutenant Millsap argued with reason. Although he did not mind at all that Sherlock Gabba died on the front line, he did not think that General Patton, who had been stationed in Redeker Strait for decades, would issue such a task.

After hearing his question, Baskerville turned his head slightly and glanced at the other party with expressionless eyes:

"You said... you want to protect him?

Haha~"

This bloodthirsty and civilized frontline officer chuckled inexplicably, and the muscles on his face twitched uncoordinatedly:

"Sherlock Holmes.

At the age of 32, he became a contractor.

Five months after the canonization ceremony, he was promoted to a second-level contractor.

In January of the following year, one person completed all the output data of the entire wild demon controllable experiment.

As of today, the number of devil contracts recorded is 271.

The level is second level, but a contract has been signed with a wild third level demon.

Of course, this is only part of his file, and there are some things that you, as a second lieutenant, are not qualified to know.

Estimating the combat strength of individual soldiers”

Speaking of this, Baskerville's tone suddenly paused, and then continued:

“The individual combat strength is equal to mine.

Such a person, you say, you have to distract yourself to protect him? "

Baskerville didn't know Sherlock very well, but since he was defeated by the opponent on that snowfield last winter, the commander had a strong interest in him, so he checked it out as a frontline military officer. There was a lot of information about Sherlock, and somehow, I only read it once and remembered it all.

Of course, Baskerville still didn't like each other, but hearing a second lieutenant say so brazenly that he needed to protect Sherlock made him feel a little uncomfortable.

As for what he just said.

Word after word, it was like an air-dropped explosive bomb falling from the clouds thousands of miles away, hitting the second lieutenant officer's head firmly in front of him, making him feel dizzy and his ears were shocked as if they were roaring. As if he was about to explode, his body began to shake, and his legs were a little weak. No one pushed him, but he still stumbled back, quickly adjusted his posture, and then managed to stand still.

However, as a frontline soldier, his strong willpower allowed him to maintain his rationality in front of the most unreasonable person. He did not believe what he heard, even if it came from Baskerville. It came out of his mouth, so at this moment, he keenly caught a loophole in the other party's words:

"No, he has never received a combat evaluation, so why can we say that his individual combat capabilities are equal to yours!"

Baskerville looked at the other party as if he were a fool, and replied calmly:

"Of course it's because I fought him."

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