Rifle charge in Ark, but without a mount

"Take off his equipment and throw it into the Originium worm pile. In a few hours, no one will be able to find him." He warned his companions to prevent the body from revealing their identity before they officially took action. The management of these military police was relatively loose, and often some people did not return to the police station for several days and nights, usually because they were out fooling around.

However, if the bodies of the military police were seen, they would certainly be alarmed, and they might raise the level of alert, which would cause considerable trouble to themselves.

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"Mouse, are you sure this is the place?"

Five people were standing in front of a wall in the sewer, questioning a skinny rat in front of them.

"Absolutely. As long as it's in the sewer, this is where it should be."

The mouse closed his eyes and thought carefully for a while, then nodded affirmatively. Several people looked at each other, then picked up the sledgehammer, chisel, and pickaxe. According to the direction determined by the mouse, they began to dig holes in the wall. Because they were afraid of attracting attention, they used this method with less noise.

Fortunately, when the sewer was built, only a thin layer of concrete was laid on the wall, so they found soft soil after two chisels. The progress suddenly became very fast, and soon they broke through the wall, and the other side was pitch black and could not see anything.

The companion behind him handed him a lantern, and Mouse took it and turned to reach into the darkness. The light of the lantern illuminated the basement, as well as the rows of spears, swords, shields, and crossbows inside.

Several people entered excitedly, looking at the weapons that were rusty from not being maintained for a long time, but still showed their excellent quality. They picked up the heavy weapons, turned them slightly in their hands, and praised them. Mouse, however, came to the boxes at the back and opened them, and found bombs inside.

"Quickly notify the others, and let's move the things back together."

After a while, other people arrived and packed up all the things and took them away.

All that was left was an empty basement and the dug hole, which might take a few days to be discovered, or it might be discovered tomorrow.

But no matter when they are discovered, it doesn’t matter to them because they will officially take action tonight.

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Three hours later, in the center of the slum, hundreds of poor people were receiving weapons. The way they were holding the weapons, it was obvious that this was not their first time, and they must have gone through some training.

Any military or police who dared to enter the slums at this time would be shot by crossbows from the dark. After everyone received their weapons, some people even tied old tires to their bodies to provide a little defense.

They were still wearing ragged clothes, but they stood straight. They quickly formed several teams, led by several soldiers in white. There were also dozens of elite soldiers wearing various equipment. They were the main attack force today.

Cement Nail looked at the people in front of him. After tonight, many of them would die here, but there was no fear in their eyes. Everyone joined them voluntarily, and their eyes were full of hope and enthusiasm. He wanted to say something, but he couldn't say anything, so he could only grit his teeth.

"set off!"

After saying that, he took the lead and walked into the sewer first.

The huge team split up in the sewers, and under the leadership of their respective captains, they headed towards the various branches of the sewers. With the help of the mice, they had already memorized the entire sewer structure, and each team had its own mission and their own attack location.

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The elite team that Rat was in soon came to a sewer manhole cover, which was the manhole cover next to the police station. As long as they opened it, they could directly attack the police station.

The team members exchanged glances silently, and Mouse nodded to them. Then he was the first to open the manhole cover, stick his head out, and let the others come up after confirming that there was no danger outside. The rest of the team members quickly climbed out of the manhole cover and formed a guard around it.

Looking at the window surrounded by iron bars, Cement Ding turned around and looked at them and made a gesture. Some people began to use grappling hooks to climb the wall, preparing to invade from the second floor of the police station. Another group of people were distributed on both sides of the gate, ready to rush in from here as soon as others took action.

The mouse was the first one, and no one here was better at climbing than him. He soon came to the second floor, which was full of blue military intelligence. They drank strong liquor and smoked, making the whole room smoky. After eating and drinking, the Ursus people had a unique violent temper, so some of them gathered together because of a few quarrels and held a boxing match.

The fist-fighting match was even more attractive, and all the military and police officers were drawn to it. They immediately cheered and booed when they saw the two people beating each other.

At this critical moment when no one was paying attention to the window, the mouse threw the bomb in his hand. This was certainly not the kind of dust bomb that would cause large-scale infection, but just an ordinary explosive. After all, using this kind of thing in a confined space would definitely kill both the opponent and the victim.

He turned around, covered his face with his hat, and hung himself on the window with two fingers. The deafening explosion, the sound of glass flying, and the violent screams entered his ears. The situation calmed down a little, and he immediately climbed over the window and raised the crossbow in his hand. Others also climbed over the window at the same time, killing the guys who were still able to resist one by one.

The same explosion was heard at the gate, and another team rushed in. They easily wiped out the military and police who were helpless in the explosion. The two teams attacked from top to bottom and from bottom to top, and soon occupied the entire building.

The chief's office was kicked open with a cement nail, but it was empty. A surrendered military policeman was captured and questioned, only to find out that the chief was going to spend the night at his mistress's house and would not be in the police station at all.

Coming to the window and looking at the town where flames were everywhere, he did not show any anxiety, because he knew that from the moment they got the weapons, the noose was already around the necks of the director and the mayor.

With them fully prepared and the other side being completely clueless, their victory was a given. Now it was only a matter of time, and he had enough patience to wait for everything to settle.

The Rise of the Integration Movement: Chapter 55: Advance Planning

Claude looked at the red villages and towns on the map. They were spreading at an alarming speed. The snowfields of Ursus were being secretly infiltrated by them. Village after village, town after town, were replaced and taken over by them. The population under their management was increasing. Propaganda officers were sent to each village and town one after another. They would mobilize the civilians of Ursus, eliminate their fear and resistance, and strengthen the control of the integration movement over the local area.

But Claude knew very well that in this land, what was really important was not these wild villages and settlements, but those mobile cities and land ships, which were the only ones that could protect people from natural disasters. No one had the power to resist natural disasters, and under the threat of natural disasters, all people could do was to escape.

No matter how well those settlements develop, there is always the sword of Damocles hanging over their heads, the natural disaster. Although some people don't take it seriously as time goes by, there are always settlements destroyed by natural disasters in the world, it's just that it hasn't happened to them yet.

The reality they had to face was that the Ursus Empire could counterattack at any time. If they sent a powerful army, their only chance of winning would be to exhaust them with a long strategic depth, and this required an absolute advantage in intelligence. To ensure an absolute advantage in intelligence, he had to fill the snowfield with his eyes and ears.

If they took over every village and town on the snowfield, they would become an extension of their own eyes. The Ursus army would never be able to gain the support of the people, as their every move would be reported to them. By then, they would be a group of blind people, and they would have an advantage over the other side.

The hearts of those who support them will be woven into a huge net to capture any enemy who dares to break in here. This is the plan that Claude prepared in advance for the Ursus army. This is an open conspiracy, which cannot be avoided as long as they dare to show up.

But the fundamental problem was that their current strength was far from strong enough. Although there were several blacksmith shops in the camp that could make weapons, the quality of the weapons they made was very worrying and far inferior to the equipment they had captured. So far, the only thing they could do was to repair the damaged equipment.

Claude couldn't help scratching his hair. Although he had sent many people to Rhodes Island to learn various technologies, distant water could not quench immediate thirst, and the current development still left him at a loss.

He had never fought a war like this before. All supplies were scarce, and nothing was plentiful. Even food had to be saved before the next harvest of wheat. In his previous decades of war career, he had never worried about supplies for war because of the empire's strong manpower and material resources. No matter where they fought, the Empire's Mage Association could use teleportation arrays to deliver their supplies in time. Therefore, the Empire's army would not hesitate to use their own supplies to exchange for the lives of the enemy on the battlefield, because as long as they dared to exchange, it would be beneficial to the Empire.

Due to the extreme shortage of materials in all aspects, many of his ideas had to be aborted and there was no possibility of implementation. He now truly felt the constraints he had never felt before. In order to integrate the future development of the movement, he was now extremely busy every day and had only a few hours of rest time.

Just like now, after analyzing the intelligence, he still has troops to train. In the past, the Integration Movement had no cadres with military experience except Bozhukasti. Naturally, there were no other members who could train soldiers, so their early organizational structure was very simple and inefficient when fighting wars.

Claude completely reorganized them according to the organization of the Imperial Army. As more and more people joined them, although there were ready-made examples to follow, Claude's work became more and more difficult. Even with the help of Tallulah, Alina and Sintrea, it still took up every bit of his free time in the day.

But now their army has a fatal flaw in Claude's opinion, that is, none of their troops have outstanding mobility. They have no vehicles, not even mounts. Everyone can only travel on their own two legs, and only the warlocks of the Snow Monster Squad can slide on the ice. But the speed is still far less than the various vehicles and land warships of the Ursus army.

Once a real war breaks out, this huge gap in mobility will become their biggest disadvantage. But vehicles are not easy to buy, and even if they can afford it, they may not be able to find a seller. The few captured vehicles now can only be used to convey orders.

Moreover, once the soldiers start heavy physical training, their food consumption will increase exponentially. Their food consumption is becoming more and more intense, but the soldiers dare not stop training, so they are caught in an awkward cycle. Now they have 1/5 of the soldiers dedicated to hunting and planting, so that they can barely supply.

They came to the training ground next to the camp, which was a wide area of ​​2 kilometers where any form of training could be carried out. In front of Claude, a group of soldiers in heavy armor gathered on time.

Each of them was equipped with the best armor they could find, and even their eyes were not exposed, and they wore goggles. They were also equipped with heavy weapons such as spears and axes, and each of them was good at Originium skills. Claude hoped that they could become the spearhead that broke through the enemy's formation and be able to perform the most dangerous and difficult tasks. Therefore, their treatment was the best among all the troops.

The number of these soldiers was not large, only 300. Even though there were many other qualified candidates, Claude did not allow them to join. Because the resources spent on supporting these soldiers were extremely huge, and now these 300 people were the limit that the financial situation could afford.

Convey orders to the adjutant next to him.

"Let's start today's training. Let's run a few laps to warm up."

The order was passed, and the soldiers wearing full body armor carried their heavy weapons and began to move. They ran in circles along the huge field. Each of them was carefully selected from the warriors, so this amount of exercise was certainly not difficult for them. Just like Claude said literally, this was just a warm-up.

Everyone who is able to join this team is a determined and brave person who is determined to fight against the injustice they have endured and the injustice on this earth.

The Rise of the Integration Movement: Chapter 56: Improved Crops

Xintelaiya walked into the training ground, which was filled with shouts and shouts. It was a place that never quieted down all day long. New recruits who joined the Reunion Movement in an endless stream were trained in various war skills under the strict instruction of the instructors. Physical fitness, close combat with weapons, and the use of Originium skills transformed these soldiers from farmers or workers who knew nothing about war into real warriors.

The most eye-catching among them was a group of extremely well-equipped warriors. Each of them wore full-body armor, was tall and strong, and wore tactical boots. They all held exaggerated weapons in their hands. The axe blades of the battle axes were as wide as small tables, and the hammer heads of the blasting hammers looked like they could smash a person into a pulp. The broad heavy swords were wrapped in red flames.

The person Xinteleya was looking for stood beside them, watching their every move with a serious look. Continuous orders were issued, and they also formed formations one after another according to the orders, either scattered teams or tight squares, with each member coordinating with each other. Any enemy who wanted to face them would have to withstand attacks from several weapons at the same time.

But it was obvious to the naked eye that their coordination was not tacit. In the process of forming a tight formation, some people's weapons often collided with others. There was obviously some confusion in the process of changing formations, and they could not gather everyone into a whole.

Especially under Claude's gaze, many of them were very nervous, and the more nervous they were, the more panicked they became, and the more panicked they became, the more nervous they became, creating a lot of unnecessary chaos. It was obvious that they were still a group of novices in forming a battle formation, but Claude did not scold them loudly, but let them try again and again.

In the continuous attempts, these warriors no longer panicked, and under Claude's eyes, they gradually became familiar with it and made fewer and fewer mistakes.

Heavy snow fell from the sky, covering the soldiers' armor and clothes. Soon, a layer of snow accumulated on their bodies. In this cold climate, they trained for a long time, and their sweat soaked the lining of their armor. Seeing that their physical strength had reached the limit, no one wavered, and everyone gritted their teeth and persisted.

"Okay, stop."

Claude's voice resounded in the ears of every soldier, and the soldiers who were doing high-intensity training stopped. Some of them could hardly stand and used their weapons to support themselves on the ground. Claude looked at them with satisfaction. No one sat on the ground because of extreme fatigue.

Although they were still immature in other aspects, they already had the shape of a powerful army.

"Okay, go rest and eat. Don't take off your armor outside, or you'll catch a cold."

After hearing the exact order, the soldiers saluted to Claude and then lined up to leave. Claude looked at them with an inexplicable light in his eyes.

Under the heavy snow, this slender young man was wearing heavy black armor. The snowflakes covered his hair, making his sharp and handsome face look a bit cold. From a distance, he looked as tall as a spear.

"Claude".

Xinteleya's voice woke him up from his thoughts. He looked at his friend and smiled naturally, as if it was a good thing to be able to see her. He stretched out his hand and patted the snowflakes on his head. The pair of eyes as sharp as swords suddenly softened.

"What's wrong?"

Xinteleya walked forward and naturally brushed off the snowflakes on his shoulders. The snowflakes melted in the warmth of her hands, making her hands wet. Then she quietly wiped them on his thick and dense cloak.

"Tallulah asked me to tell you that the seeds of high quality have been purchased and asked you to go find her right away."

"Then I'll go right away."

Claude showed a look of surprise on his face, and white steam continued to come out from the corners of his mouth as he spoke. He gathered his cloak a little, and then hurried to the camp.

Looking at Claude who turned around and was about to leave without a care in the world, Xintela couldn't help but puff up her cheeks, and then she felt a pulling force on her hand.

"You can go and see it too."

"No, let go first! Everyone is watching."

Looking at the meaningful looks of the soldiers around her, Xinteleya felt embarrassed and angry, but she did not try to break free of Claude's hand. She was dragged all the way to the camp.

...............

A box made of light alloy appeared in front of Claude. The silvery metal without a scratch clearly reflected his face. This box fully protected the things inside, and it even had an electronic combination lock.

Another pretty face appeared on the silver metal, and the two twisted horns on her head revealed her identity.

"Is our messenger here? I would like to see the young man in person."

Hearing Claude's words, Tallulah nodded and waved to the side. Suddenly, bright colors appeared on the empty wall. A short Zafra man in a white coat appeared in front of Claude.

He has bright blue-green hair and a tail of the same color with black stripes, and wears black goggles on his head. The most eye-catching thing is the huge zipper on his white coat, which looks more like a decoration. The whole person looks punk and fashionable.

"This is Ethan. It's thanks to him that we were able to bring back the seeds this time."

Tallulah introduced him to Claude with a smile, and the young man from Zafra stood in front of Claude a little stiffly, not daring to speak for a moment.

"Your Originium skills are very interesting. You managed to hide them from me just now. But this is a very dangerous behavior. It is very likely that I will regard you as an enemy."

Claude said to him somewhat seriously.

Ethan nodded hurriedly, then spoke hesitantly.

"I'm so sorry, sir. When I heard you were coming, I got a little scared and hid myself involuntarily."

"Am I scary? You are so afraid of me." Claude raised his eyebrows slightly as if he was amused.

"Ah... haha, after all, I just joined and have never met you before. I thought you were a very serious person..." The young man couldn't help scratching his head.

"Well, anyway, this time it's all thanks to you. How did you bring it back in such a short time?" Claude waved his hand gently to indicate that they should not talk about the previous topic anymore and continued to ask questions.

"It's mainly because my Originium skills not only allow me to become invisible, but also allow the things I get to become invisible. So I used this method to evade many searches and got back here quickly with their vehicle."

"You took the Ursus Army train?"

"That's right, but don't worry, they can't find me."

"It's amazing, Ethan. You did a great job this time. It far exceeded my expectations. Because of your actions, our situation is much better." Claude praised Ethan highly because of his heartfelt joy. The young man from Safra scratched his face shyly.

"Are you interested in being captain?"

Claude's question surprised Ethan a little, but he answered quickly.

"My Lord, I don't have that ability. I'm lazy and carefree. I can take care of myself, but I can't take care of others at all."

"It's okay. You can give it a try first. With your ability, we can organize a team that can easily break through the enemy's blockade, which can often play an unexpected role in war."

"this…………"

"Improve your food standards."

"Okay, I'll give it a try."

"Haha! Well, you must be tired after such a long journey. Go down and have a good rest."

He patted the young man on the shoulder twice and asked his men to arrange a comfortable room for him so that he could have a good rest.

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I reached out and entered the password. The delicate lock on the box made a leaking sound, and then it opened with a click. I opened the box and found a layer of translucent plastic packaging inside. I opened the plastic packaging again and found the seeds that were divided into small portions.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing was the instruction manual that was as thick as a finger placed in the middle of the seeds. It was the first time that Claude saw that he had to read the instruction manual before buying seeds, but he did not dare to neglect it and took the instruction manual in his hand and opened it.

Several people put their heads together and read the words above.

"TR-58 cold-resistant potatoes have strong adaptability to cold climates. When cultivating, the ground should be fully loosened and planted about 10 centimeters underground..."

"KR-27 is a cold-resistant grass crop. According to experiments, it has a higher yield and the ability to adapt to cold weather. However, its characteristics are still unstable. During cultivation, attention should be paid to maintaining a constant temperature..."

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It took them several hours to finish reading the entire manual, but the various precautions and complicated instructions still made them feel a little overwhelmed.

It sounds like planting these things requires special training and professionals. But they quickly made a decision, and Alina was responsible for organizing a team to try to plant these crops. If the growth this year is good, they can expand the planting next year.

The seeds were brought down, and they decided to plant these crops in the camp to prevent them from being eaten by wild animals in the wild. Everyone's face showed joy involuntarily, even Bozhukas's expressionless bony cheeks, and the red light flashing in the eye sockets became softer.