Chapter 1723: Foolproof

Several combat airships appeared on the dense clouds in the night sky, with the logo of William's house on the airships, and five airships cast a thick shadow on the clouds. Soon, the spaceship began to descend, they passed through the clouds, and below was the brightly lit Beer City.

On the first airship, the pilot looked at the town below and said with a smile: "This is a good place. There are not many good places like this on the surface now. No wonder the young master doesn't go back to his house. He made a special trip here for vacation."

The pilot was still young, but he already had a centipede-like scar on his face. As soon as he spoke, under the pulling of his muscles, the scar seemed to come to life, and it was indescribably hideous. It was a badge left over from the war. As long as they participated in the war, men would more or less leave such a badge. Of course, this is also a "souvenir" that they are proud of.

On the other side of the seat was a middle-aged man wearing a blindfold. There was a golden eagle pattern on the eyepatch, and his beard and hair were graying, in stark contrast to his dark skin. He has a gray-blue eyeball like an eagle's, and thin lips on both sides that are as sharp as sabers. This person exudes a sharpness and awe, which is the temperament that can only be honed from the battlefield. He was playing with a saber in his hand, the saber was turning flexibly in his hand, the tip of the saber left rings of silver light in the air. He said: "It's really a good place. I used to fuck a dozen girls in that town, and I also killed some bastards who didn't have eyes. It's okay for the young master to go there, but if someone dares to kill William's family, then this town will be destroyed." It should be taken away."

He spoke murderously, as if there was a glowing red fluorescent light in the spaceship, like surging blood.

"Master Leon wouldn't do that, and it's not like you don't know him." The driver smiled and said, "Besides, after taking over this place, where can we have fun in the future? To your house?"

"If you dare to come, I'll chop off your thing too." The middle-aged man laughed dryly.

"Come on, I won't think about your three daughters."

"Stop talking, let's land."

The spaceship landed outside the city of Beer. The commander of this team, the dark-skinned middle-aged man stood up, and got off the spaceship with his equipment on his back. The team quickly gathered in the open space. Everyone in this team of about 20 people was well-armed and had a clear division of labor. There were knife-wielding fighters in charge of close combat, shooters who ensured fire cover, and two sniper experts and observers. In addition, there are tracking masters, battlefield doctors, and informants.

This is a standard independent fighting team, and the commander of this team has the highest source power, 22nd level. The rest of the team members, those who are in charge of melee combat, are all at the 20th level, while the shooters and sniper experts are at the 17th or 18th level. The rest have a minimum of fifteen levels, so there is no burden in this team.

After seeing this team, Allen couldn't help but nodded secretly. This independent combat team not only came from William's family,

It is also directly managed by Leon, which is also one of the achievements Leon has accumulated in several years of fighting on the surface. There are three other teams like this, and they are Leon's trump card.

Such a team is enough to complete tasks such as sneaking into a regional battlefield and killing the leader. It is not effective in a large-scale battle, but it can play an amazing role in a regional battlefield. In fact, there are still many tasks that independent combat teams can accomplish. From assault to rescue, they are almost all-rounders on the battlefield.

Therefore, it can also be compared how much money and time it takes to cultivate such a team.

"How, I told you, they are all good players." Leon poked Allen's arm, then walked towards the commander: "Good evening, Lasker."

All the soldiers stretched out their hands, clenched their fists and hammered their chests, then bowed to you. The commander named Lasker raised his head and said, "Good evening, Master Leon."

"I originally asked you to take a vacation, but you are the closest to here, so I called you over."

"It's okay, master. We like this job and are used to the battlefield. It's awkward to be on vacation." Lasker's eyes were full of murderousness again, and the disgusting smell of blood could almost be smelled around him.

Such a person may not be of a high level, but he is absolutely unambiguous in killing people.

"I'm glad you said that. A few blind-eyed guys have troubled me today. I heard that the mastermind behind the scenes is that old brat Brestin. How about it? Are you interested in coming with me?"

"my pleasure."

Leon turned his head and gestured to Allen: "Let's go, brother."

The commander glanced at Allen with satisfaction, and then asked in a low voice, "Master, is the one over there the one from Bethkind?"

All the soldiers who had known Leon for a long time knew that his young master had a good brother, and that person had made great contributions to the previous Nirm invasion. Like Beth Keld's Horn, that man has become a star that everyone is looking forward to, and even an idol in the hearts of many soldiers.

After all, not just any earthling would dare to go straight into Mothor and kill the emperor of the Nirms, causing that chaotic race to fall into long-term civil strife and unable to invade other planets.

Leon nodded and said proudly, "Yes, it's him."

So when Allen walked past these soldiers, all the soldiers, including the commander, stood upright and saluted Allen.

Allen and Leon boarded a spaceship and watched the ground outside the porthole gradually shrink. Allen asked, "Who is this Brestin?"

After Leon learned of the mastermind behind the scenes, he called his team and told Adele and Jin Liancheng not to participate. Adele is a sniper, and her combat power without a weapon can be ignored. Jin Liancheng was inconvenient to participate in these battles on the ground because of his family relationship. Of course, if he was injured in the previous killer's attack, that's another matter.

Now the two stay in the hotel in the town, while Alan and Leon go to find the mastermind to settle accounts. Now when Allen asked about the identity of the other party, Leon opened a suitcase and said: "Bresting is the patriarch of a family, and that family is attached to the name of the Smith family. I killed him in a war last year." After his army was exhausted, that old boy has always held a grudge against me. During the period, he made trouble for me, and I beat him back severely, and he hasn't dared to show his face for half a year."

"I didn't expect that he would dare to hire a killer to deal with me this time. I think the Smith family must be involved behind this incident. If there is no approval from the Smith family, Blastin would not dare to do it if he gave him ten guts."

There were some pistol parts in the suitcase, and Leon quickly packed them up. This large-caliber magic pistol made Leon shake and said: "So I'm going to teach Blastin a lesson myself, and at the same time warn The Smiths."

Allen nodded, which is in line with the way nobles have always done things.

When the spaceship started to lift off, there was a small town in a valley more than two thousand kilometers away from Beer City. The town uses the valley as a natural barrier, and has arranged heavy firepower control on various commanding heights.

Although it was night, the town was still brightly lit, especially from a castle behind the town, there were bursts of laughter. It was the private house of the owner of the town, Brestin. Although Brestin built the castle according to the requirements of the old castle, it only took one year to build the castle. Far from meeting Blastin's requirements.

Of course, Brestin himself was aware of this, so he didn't force it. After the castle was built, he put it in and ordered that the daily use in the castle must be oil lamps or candles. Due to his unique hobby, the castle seemed to be in the eighteenth century of the old era. Even Brestin's clothing was designed with reference to that era.

There is a banquet in the castle tonight. People look in through the black iron gate at the castle wall. They can see a lot of people gathered in the small square in front of the main building. There are bands playing in the square and chefs cooking on the spot. While eating delicious food, men and women are talking intimately.

But these people are not the main guests, the main guests are in the main hall of the castle, and the hall is brightly lit. A singer was singing on a small stage next to it, but in the venue there were only a few people in twos and threes talking in low voices. Therefore, the hall seemed empty, but it also seemed that the identities of these people were special.

"Mr. Wigg, it's an honor to meet you tonight."

In front of a floor-to-ceiling window in the hall, Bristin, who was over half a century old, raised his goblet with a smile on his face, and greeted the tall man in front of him. Vig from the Smith family is the second in command of that family, and most of the affairs of the Smith family are entrusted to him. Vig is a man of great importance wherever he goes, so Blaistine is excited to be standing with the Smith family mogul tonight.

"Have a nice evening." Vig, who had just arrived, put on a red scarf over his silver-gray suit, raised his goblet and said, "Excuse me, I don't know how Mr. Blastin handled that matter. ?”

"Don't worry, Mr. Wigg. According to your instructions, I found one of the most stupid assassins to greet the young master of William's family. Leon must be able to easily ask who ordered them, so now, he should be rushing He’s on his way to trouble me.” Blaistine said with a smile on his face: “I know that young man’s character very well, he won’t mobilize a large number of troops, he will probably just find a private team nearby and kill him .”

"That's exactly what he was asked to do." Vig narrowed his eyes slightly: "Now Capulo has agreed to the Federation's second negotiation. Before that, we need to do something to put pressure on the Federation. For example, the heir of the William family fell into our hands. Here, presumably his father is at the negotiating table and will fight for some necessary benefits for Marshal Capulo."

"Of course, Mr. Wigg, with you presiding over it, I dare say that this matter will be foolproof." Brestin laughed. If he can serve the Smith family and do a good job in this matter, he will be able to do it in the future. The future looks bright.