You don't even want to call me godfather

"Pack your things and prepare for battle," Bo Ye said as he pulled out an iron box as big as several people from under the sofa. "As long as Koshei is alive, they will definitely not give up. They may send more people to chase and intercept him."

"That means it's going to be a tough battle."

Upon hearing this, Abraham stepped forward to help Boye pry open the big iron box.

Inside the iron box, there are a wide variety of firearms and bullets.

Boye was the first to take out several boxes of bullets and matching magazines, and began to load the bullets without saying a word.

"Ya... Koshei," Boye almost blurted out Adam, but then immediately changed his words and asked, "Are there any firearms that you are good at?"

"For me, hand guns are the most commonly used," Koshe walked forward, squatted down, observed for a while, and selected two submachine guns. "But judging from the current situation, it is basically not feasible to rely solely on hand guns."

"Kule, don't just stand there," Bo Ye reminded Kule, "Before the pursuers come, pack as much as you can. Go to the upstairs room under the bed and get some bulletproof vests down."

"Row."

Kuler nodded and ran upstairs.

"To be honest, I'm a little excited," Abraham said suddenly while loading the bullets, "as if I'm going to die with them."

"If we can die together, it's not a bad choice," Bo Ye smiled and responded, "In fact, I have wanted to do something like this for a long time."

"You guys..." Koshe paused while reloading his gun after listening to the conversation between the two. He asked in confusion, "You guys, aren't you afraid of death?"

"Dead?" Bo Ye laughed even more happily after hearing that. She didn't look at Koshei, but fixed her eyes on the magazine. "If you knew what those bastards had done, you wouldn't ask such a stupid question."

"All of us have hatred for the notary office and even Lateran, so we have gathered here," Abrhan loaded the magazine in his hand into the rifle and continued to work on the next magazine. "Whether it is the loss of public office because of Lateran, the murder of relatives and friends, or the loss of glorious achievements because of Lateran, those unbearable things have ruined our lives."

"We are now equivalent to the undead," Bo Ye took a moment to look up at Koshei and said firmly, "For so long, we have lived to kill them, so this time, we are also determined to die."

"You will die..."

Koshe was a little speechless. The two people in front of him seemed to have been tortured and were full of hatred. He had no right to say anything about this.

"We have devoted ourselves to an organization that cannot see the light of day, and have been living in the dark side of Lateran," Abrhan said, and suddenly lowered his head. His hands slowed down, and his fingers tightly gripped the bullet, trembling slightly. "And now, we the undead have been given a chance for revenge. Even if we kill them all, it does not mean that we have the ability to open up the future, but..."

"But even so, we have no choice but to fight, right?"

Koshe sighed. He could feel their resentment and determination, and having just experienced the death of Iris, he could naturally understand this feeling.

One could even say that there is a resonance.

"If you fail to avenge this, you will forever be lost souls."

Koshe had already loaded enough bullets, leaving no empty space on his body, and the magazines were filled.

He also had a pistol and a crossbow with arrows hanging on it at his lower back.

"Ah... I was right about you."

After hearing what Koshei said, Abraham was stunned for a moment, and then his face was filled with relief.

"Why...why are you suddenly using honorifics?"

But to Koshe, this was a bit puzzling.

It was true that Adam was the future Koshei, and it was also true that Adam had taught Abraham. But the only impression Koshei had of Adam now was the cigarette downstairs in the hotel.

"No... it's okay." Abraham also noticed his mistake and quickly changed his words. "I'm just happy that you understand our thoughts and are willing to fight against the strong enemy with us."

"Is this...is this..."

Although he still felt a little awkward, Koshei did not pursue the matter further. After all, there were more important things to deal with at the moment.

"Right now, Lateran is like a solid fortress, and we are trapped inside the fortress," Bo Ye said after seeing the two men finish the topic. "But I believe Lateran will not mobilize too many troops to assassinate the representatives of other countries. After all, it will be too embarrassing to face the people if the news gets out. Maybe the number of enemies is indeed not small, but not necessarily large enough to be able to attack and defend at the same time."

"So they will most likely focus on attacking, and defense will become their weakness," Abrhan looked at Koshei and analyzed, "Although I also want to die with them, we have to ensure Koshei's survival first, so breaking through the front line and finding a way to retreat is the best strategy."

"There is still a chance," Bo Ye nodded and agreed. "At present, we can confirm that one lancer has been dispatched, but the lancer's level of combat power is unlikely to engage in large-scale warfare. The rest of the people are mostly executors or guards."

"The bulletproof vest is here!"

Just as they were discussing countermeasures, Kuler ran downstairs dragging several bulletproof vests.

Abraham took two of them and handed one to Bo Ye.

"This kind of bulletproof vest should be able to resist bullets of certain calibers, but it won't be able to withstand long guns, hand cannons, or cannons from musket cavalry," Bo Ye put on the bulletproof vest, and Abrhan helped her fasten it. She said, "It's absolutely not feasible to resist the attack head-on. We have to find a way to maneuver and find a breakthrough."

"Will it be too tight?"

Kule, on his side, had already fastened the bulletproof vest for Koshei.

"No, just right."

Koshe transferred the magazine to the side pocket of the bulletproof vest and helped Kuler fasten it.

At this moment, Koshei's perception as a Luper told him that someone was approaching the house.

"Quiet."

Kosheti raised one hand, and several people immediately became alert, gripped their guns tightly, and looked towards the door.

Koshei held a submachine gun in each hand and walked slowly towards the door. Kule followed him and loaded his musket.

"Dong dong."

There was a knock on the door, and Koshe saw the identity of the person outside through the peephole on the door.

He made a look at Kule, and Kule understood and pointed the gun at the door.

"Wow—"

Suddenly, Koshei opened the door violently, and Boye and Abraham in the room pointed their guns at the intruders, and Kule even pointed his gun directly at one of them's head.

"Wait a minute!" But the man showed no ill will. He raised his hands and shouted, "Godfather, it's us! Azazel and Raphael!"

Chapter 73: Late but Arrived

"Godfather, it's us! Azazel and Raphael!"

Facing three gunshots, Azazel immediately gave a Gallic salute and raised his hands to show that he had no hostility.

But at this time, Koshe no longer believed them at all, especially Azazel and Raphael who followed Ouya.

He raised the gun and pressed it against the side of Azazel's head, and with his other hand he pointed the gun at Raphael's forehead.

With the death of Iris, their past friendship is no longer worth mentioning.

"Wait, Koshei, they are harmless," Kuler suddenly reached out and pressed down the muzzle of Koshei's gun pointing at Azazel, and said softly, "Believe me, I've been through it."

Koshe looked at Kule. Undoubtedly, she was the most trustworthy person now.

"No, I don't believe them." Koshe put away the submachine gun that was pressed down, and pulled out the pistol inserted in the back of his waist, aiming at Azazel's forehead, with his finger on the trigger. "If they are really harmless, then prove it to me."

Azazel swallowed his saliva. Facing the black muzzle of the gun, Koshena was sure to pull the trigger. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand, signaling Raphael behind him not to act rashly.

Everyone's eyes were focused on the pistol in Koshe's hand, watching as he gradually pressed the trigger down.

"Click."

The chamber was empty.

Azazel was so nervous that he was sweating all over, and sweat was running down his cheeks.

"Don't be stunned. Come in quickly." Koshe put away the gun, grabbed Azazel's hand, and stuffed a bullet into his hand. "Don't worry, your name is not engraved on it."

Azazel opened his eyes and stared at the pistol bullet in his hand in a daze.

"Go in, Asa."

It was not until Raphael pushed him gently from behind that he came back to his senses from the oppressive feeling of having just had a brush with death and entered the house.

"Then, before we start the war, we need to discuss a countermeasure," Koshe sat down at the table, took out the map that Kuler had left in his room from his pocket, and unfolded it on the table. "The good news is that we now have two more assistants, but the bad news is that it is still not worth mentioning given the scale of Lateran."

Unconsciously, Koshe seemed to have returned to the state he was in when he first formulated his plan to deal with the government.

Kuler circled their current location on the map and handed the pen to Koshei.

"Going by water is not very practical anymore," Abraham kept his eyes on Azazel and Raphael, and he obviously thought of the experience of being caught on the water with Gui'er before, and reminded them, "There will probably be water police at night, and the city is still under lockdown. Even if we find a boat or yacht, it will be difficult to break through."

"Is the only way to go by land..." Koshei analyzed, stroking the pen with his fingers, "The entry point will be unblocked at midnight... No, we can't trust the border management staff in the current situation. Even if it is really unblocked, it will be difficult to break through from the front."

Bo Yi paced back and forth in the living room, stroking his chin with his hand, thinking.

"We still have a few boxes of explosives that might be useful," Bo Ye suddenly mentioned, "Each box weighs 1500 grams. They're not very powerful, but if we force our way in, they should be able to play a role."

"No, it's best not to use it unless it's absolutely necessary," Koshe shook his head and rejected Bo Ye's suggestion. "Not to mention that this will expose us and attract many pursuers. If we fall into a passive situation, it will be even more troublesome. We should not take risks now."

"I think... we can give it a try," Abraham expressed his opinion. "Even if we don't use it, once our position is exposed, we will still be chased and intercepted. If we are surrounded, these explosives will come in handy."

"Or we could use explosives to attract their attention and then break out during the chaos. That's also a good idea."

Bo Yi also agreed.

Koshe thought for a moment, then looked at Boye and Abraham.

"Are you sure?"

he asked.

"Among the people present, no one should be more familiar with explosives than us," Bo Yi smiled helplessly. "Abraham and I have been operating at night for many years and are very familiar with the terrain of Lateran. If we need to attract firepower, is there anyone better than us?"

Of course there was, Boye buried this sentence in his heart. If Hexi was still there, he could easily use explosives to annihilate several teams of executors without showing up.

But unfortunately, Hexi, like Guier, is now missing.

"Now that you've said that, our mission to distract the enemy is - get down quickly!"

Before Koshei could finish his words, he suddenly got goose bumps on his back, as if he felt something deadly coming towards them.

Sure enough, the moment Koshei shouted, gunshots were heard outside the house. Countless bullets hit the door and outer wall, and some shattered the glass and shot into the house.

Koshei immediately pounced on Kuler beside him, and Azazel also reacted quickly and pulled Raphael behind the wall.

Boyi and Abraham hid behind the sofa and lay on the ground.

Fortunately, the living room is two steps lower than the entrance, so the bullets fired from the waist level will not hit their heads.

But accidents always happen. A stray bullet bounced off the wall inside the house and happened to grazed Bo Ye's neck.

"Uh."

Bo Ye groaned in pain and covered her wound. The bullets used to break down the door were quite powerful. Even if they just grazed her a little and did not injure any important blood vessels, it was enough to hurt her.

"Bo Yi?"

Abel Khan protected his head with his hands. He heard Boyi's groan and hurried forward to check.

Bo Yi gritted her teeth, covered her bleeding neck, stretched out her other hand to stop Abraham's action, then picked up the musket that fell beside her, clamped the gun under her armpit, and completed the actions of loading the magazine and loading the gun with one hand.

On Koshe's side, after he knocked Kule down, he immediately took Kule to the wall behind Azazel and Raphael.

Several people noticed Bo Ye, half of her body exposed from behind the sofa, and also noticed her hand covering her neck. The blood that kept flowing out from between her fingers had already soaked one of her shoulders.

Suddenly, the gunshots outside the house stopped collectively.

Taking this opportunity, Raphael rushed behind the sofa first. She pulled the injured side of Bo Yi's body towards herself and placed her hand on Bo Yi's wound.

A faint golden light flashed, and after a moment, Boyi's wound stopped bleeding and recovered as before.

"Phew...if we delay any longer--"

"Boom!"

Raphael had just breathed a sigh of relief and hadn't finished his words when a sudden cannon shot blasted open the door of the house and the surrounding walls.

"Why are the cavalry here?" Bo Ye didn't bother to thank them. She heard the sound of the cavalry's cannons and thought of something. She asked Raphael, "Wait, how did you find this place before?"

"us……"

Raphael was about to say that they could do a short glide, but she paused, enlightened by Bo Ye's question.

"...Damn it."

Looking at Raphael's reaction, Bo Ye roughly understood what was going on.

She held the gun, leaned back against the sofa, and took a few deep breaths to calm herself down.

At this time, the musketeers had already walked into the house.

He looked at the living room and aimed the cannon in his hand at the hiding place of Bo Ye and others.