Edge of the Apocalypse

Chapter 113: Holy Disarmament

The revolutionary army hiding in the Wilton Mountains was led by a sealer named Torre. Lieutenant Ron's intel showed that Torre was at least a level 14 warrior. He had a personal guard under him, consisting of eight engravers ranging from level 10 to level 12. Apart from that, he also had over a hundred soldiers with a batch of weapons and equipment in his hands.

Armed groups claiming to be "holy disarmament" are doing the same thing as bandits under the banner of revolution. They are active in the third area of the earth's surface, which is filled with mountains. Saint Disarmament basically fired a bullet and moved to another place. This left the surface defense forces of District 3 feeling helpless. Due to the complicated environment and the fact that Saint Disarmament came and went like the wind, it was very difficult to find an opportunity to encircle and exterminate them.

For more than a year this armed group has been active in sector 3, looting as many as 10 small and medium-sized towns and killing an alarming number of people on their hands. At the same time, Ron suspects that there is a Lord of Babylon behind the armed group as their protection/umbrella. Otherwise, how could Holy Disarmament complete the operation of selling stolen goods, buying and selling arms, and purchasing daily necessities while being attacked by high pressure?

Aerial footage of Saint Disarmament's hidden base in the mountains was also included in Ron's message. It wasn't hard to see that there were barracks, training grounds, parking lots, fortifications, and other buildings in this base, forming a small stronghold. There are a few images of soldiers being trained in a militarized style of management.

This information was very precious, so Allen felt that spending nearly a hundred thousand dollars on it was worth it. With the information, he could formulate a strategy. From the offensive plan, to the staffing and equipment configuration and other aspects of a whole layout. Allen's mode of thinking had unknowingly changed, and now his way of looking at things tended to be more macroscopic and three-dimensional to understand and cut into, which probably had something to do with his own insights.

On the following Saturday afternoon, he spent the rest of his afternoon in his own house, working out an overall strategy.

Windsor Belo assigned him and Webb an elite squad of twelve men, one each for the captain and vice captain. According to the information that Allen had obtained, the two captains each possessed a strength of Level 10, while the members of the team ranged from Level 6 to Level 8. Although there weren't many of them, the weakest was a rank six Origin Energy practitioner. Such a small team could indeed be called an "elite" on the surface.

Of course, Windsor Belo only provided manpower, not equipment. Therefore, Ellen had to consider the equipment arrangement carefully. At the very least, an improved Wootz submachine gun was the minimum requirement for ordinary players. Even so, a Wootz submachine gun was sold for around 5,000 federal dollars in the Bescot family's warehouse. As a result, the firearms of only ten members would cost nearly half of their military expenses, not including ammunition.

Allen casually wrote a string of numbers on the plan, and then calculated the costs and benefits according to his own ideas, in order to achieve the best combination. As a result, the string of numbers had been altered countless times.

The next day, Adele called. Alan was slightly surprised, and his eyelids twitched when he saw Adele carrying a silver suitcase. His instincts told him that Adele's arrival would never be a good thing.

"Help you test your gun?"

Alan pulled Adele away from the wing tower and looked carefully at the box in Adele's hand. Alan had seen the power of Adele's suitcase the last time he went to the surface with the young miss of the Morsons. The suitcase was only a camouflage, but in reality, it was a magical artillery that was powerful enough to kill warriors of the same level. A rank ten member of the Black Widow was taken care of by Adele.

"Yes, this is the second version of the Pandora system, the P2 sniper rifle, tentatively known as the Spike." Adele patted her suitcase excitedly and said, "It can fire a tracking magic bullet with an effective range of 1,200 meters. In this range, a target marked by a spike can't escape its sniper attack no matter what!"

Ellen scratched his head and said, "Last time it was a handgun, this time a sniper rifle. Are you going to the battlefield with a truck full of suitcases?"

"It can't be." Adele rolled her eyes and said, "The Pandora series is based on the idea of integrating multiple weapon systems. The prototype and inspiration is Marshal Windsor Belo's Endless Battery." Of course, there were still many difficulties to overcome when it came to integrating different weapon systems. "Just the intelligent adjustment of the Magic Cube sequence is a difficult problem. We can't insert all of these sequences "

"But there's no need for me to think about that. Now, let's try out the power of this treasure!" Adele patted her suitcase and blinked.

Alan said with his forehead, "Isn't it over for you to find some guards in your own house for the test?"

"So what? Those idiots can't detect the merits of the sting at all. I think you're the best living target." Adele patted Ellen's arm encouragingly and added, "Don't worry, I'll lower the power of the sting. The main test is its calibration system and tracking sensitivity. It won't hurt you."

Alan said helplessly, "Follow me."

The spur had a range of 1,200 meters, and it was clear that there was no room in the castle for Adele to test it. Alan simply led her to the back hill of the castle, so that all morning, the people in the castle could hear the faint and endless gunshots and Alan's strange cries coming from the back hill. It was occasionally accompanied by Adele's brisk laughter, which was so mischievous that anyone familiar with Adele could hear it with a knowing smile.

Helen stood at the window and said, "Looks like Young Master Allen was toyed with by Miss Adele."

"Young man, not to mention that little demon Adele. If she was eight hundred, there would be something wrong." Horn said without turning his head as he read through the family documents.

'"Speaking of which, although Young Master Allen looks like Miss Lanny, he is much safer than Miss Lanny. I remember that when Miss and Young Master Sun were the same size, they also ran around the mountains like Miss Adele." The butler seemed to recall the old days, and even his line of sight gradually lost its focus.

Horn also stopped, his gaze turning gentle, and he sat motionless just like that.

The air in the study room seemed to have stopped flowing, and both the master and the servant fell into their own memories. No one was willing to speak for fear of breaking the silence of this moment.

On a small platform protruding from the back of the mountain, Alan sat down on his knees in a bad mood. His body was stained with leaves and turf, and his face and nose were black and gray. Adele smiled and sat down beside him with a silver-gray sniper rifle. It has a streamlined body with dark black conductive lines that make it look cool.

Just now, it was Adele who chased Alan all over the mountain with this gun in her arms. The sharp thorn was indeed a killing weapon. It can calibrate the target's Origin Energy, and then track it according to the Origin Energy. If he couldn't restrain his Origin Energy, he wouldn't be able to escape the sniper attack of the sting. Adele did reduce the power of the magic bullet, but after a few serious tests of the spur's calibration system and trajectory, Adele turned off the stinger's tracking function and began to greet Allen with a sniper rifle.

For example, the tree fork beneath his feet, or the bird's nest above his head, was another gerbil's nest. Anyway, wherever Alan ran, he would suffer. Adele was far away, and Alan had no choice but to let the young miss of the Morsons make a fuss over the back of the castle.

"It's beautiful here" Adele put away her spikes and the sniper rifle returned to its suitcase form after a burst of mechanical and mechanical movement. Adele put it aside, stretched out her legs into the void, and put her hands on the ground, looking ahead.

In front of him was a dense forest in the mountains. Because the autumn was getting thicker and thicker, the leaves of the forest had already begun to turn green and yellow, spreading out towards the foot of the mountain. At the foot of the mountain, the majestic and dignified Castle of Ugarte stood on the ground like a stronghold, but from Allen and the others' point of view, the gravity of the castle had been softened a lot by the forest, like a docile lion lying lazily on the ground.

Not far away was Levin Town, which was bathed in the sunlight. All kinds of buildings in the small town turned into colorful blocks due to the distance between them. Like a brilliant painter, he used bold brush strokes to create a picture of the town.

A winding street extending from the town of Levin, slanted upwards until it connected to the road leading to the city of Babylon. Behind the highway was the backdrop of mountains and forests. In the distance, the obelisk of the Magic Cube in Babylon left behind a dignified silhouette.

At this moment, the sky was pure and beautiful, and the clouds were faint and the wind was clear.

Alan's heart was strangely calm, as if his mind was sealed in this world. At this moment, one second was already eternal. He knew that he would never forget such a beautiful scene, and his mind unknowingly expanded as if it could reach the end of the universe.

Alan turned to look at Adele. The latter was looking at him strangely. He patted off a few leaves and smiled, "Why are you looking at me like this? I look so strange because of Miss Adele."

Adele chuckled and shook her head, "You gave me a strange feeling. You were right in front of me, but you felt like you were so far away from me. It was like the sky above me. You could see it, but you couldn't touch it. What a contradictory feeling."

"Let's not talk about that anymore. Let's talk about Marshal Windsor Belo's exam. When you were living, I thought I saw you working on a plan. Do you have any clues?" Asked Adele.

Ellen shrugged and casually said, "I asked Second Lieutenant Ron on the surface to get information about the armed group. I'm working on a strategic plan and a plan to equip it. Just as I thought of something, you came."

Adele said, puffing her cheeks, "Sounds like I'm here to cause trouble!"

Alan blew off a leaf and spread out his hands. "Am I mistaken?"

The two looked at each other for a moment before laughing.

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