Rifle charge in Ark, but without a mount

The girl's eyes suddenly lit up, and her answer was very obvious.

"Then how do you plan to become a general? You are not a noble. If you want to be promoted in the army, you need many times more military merits. Most importantly, you need a superior who will not take away your merits. Do you know how lucky you need to be?"

Looking at the hesitant girl, Claude continued.

"Also, do you know what the Ursus army does? Besides fighting other countries."

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"You don't know, but I've seen too much. In the snowy plains northwest of Ursus, villages were razed to the ground one after another, civilians were hanged on the beams of their own houses, and children froze to death in the snow because they had no protection from their parents. Countless infected people were sent to the mines. They had no food to fill their stomachs, no clothes to keep warm, and most of them could not survive for more than a few months. But it didn't matter, because there were plenty of infected people in Ursus. Every day, a steady stream of people became infected and were sent to the mines. So the infected were sent to the mines in batches, and each batch of source stones mined was stained with their blood and lives. Their suffering souls wailed in them all night long. I have seen too many such things. Aren't they the people of Ursus? But who made them become like this?"

"I saw their suffering, I saw the deep suffering and chaos in this country, so I wanted to change them. Although it seemed like my arrogant talk at the time, I would do it without hesitation. Now, I can also say that this is not absolutely impossible, but from beginning to end, I can tell anyone openly and confidently: what I did was right."

There were stars twinkling in the young man's eyes at this moment, so dazzling that they dared not look directly at him.

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"I've said so much to you, but in the end I want you to understand that we are not a terrorist organization. You don't have to think about saving the world or anything like that. After all, students are most likely to act on impulse."

An hour later, Claude stood up. He looked at the dark cloud that had been left far behind by the moving city, and finally he was relieved. He turned around and looked at the two girls in front of him. They had a thoughtful look in their eyes.

"Okay, it's time to eat. Our people will deliver the food soon. You should keep a close eye on the students under your command and don't let them cause any trouble. If a bloody conflict occurs, we will use coercive measures. You should also go back and prepare to eat. I'm sorry that you were left out in the cold for so long."

"You are too kind, sir. I have benefited a lot from your words today." Natalia, who had fluffy white long curly hair, looked at Claude seriously with her beautiful red and blue eyes, then bent down and performed a noble etiquette.

"You are a very capable person. I can't compare to you." Tonya looked at Claude seriously.

"No need to be polite. This city will be managed by us in the future. I sincerely hope that outstanding young people like you can join our cause, and I also sincerely hope that more people can understand our philosophy."

Claude tied his cloak tightly, and the sunset softened his deep brows. After saying goodbye to the two students, he walked back to the center of the Iron Guard.

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"Sir, Rhodes Island sent a message five minutes ago saying that their doctor has woken up."

Claude was in a good mood and was about to go to dinner with his subordinates when Charles suddenly told him the news. This unexpected surprise made him give up the idea. This place was a bit far from the Rhodes Island base, and if he walked there, he would probably not be able to catch dinner, so he asked Charles to find a car.

Most of the Iron Guards returned to the camp under his orders, and only Charles and five squad leaders stayed behind. Otherwise, the off-road vehicle would not be able to accommodate so many people.

Claude didn't have to drive himself, so he sat in the back seat of the car. His guard captain, Charles, sat in the driver's seat, carefully observing the surrounding environment while driving. After all, the city had just been occupied by them, and it was hard to say whether there were any remaining resistance forces, but overall, he was still quite excited.

From today on, the infected people have a real home.

The Rise of the Integration Movement: Chapter 79: The Interesting Doctor

Xinteleya looked at the city under the setting sun. All the fires had been put out. The whole city was now peaceful and tranquil. The buildings that looked like tombstones actually looked a little cute. Under the arrangement of a tight and efficient command system, the soldiers patrolled the city in an orderly manner, leaving no corner untouched. They were given all the necessary powers to be ready to stop any acts of destruction at any time.

This city doesn't look like it has just experienced a war. Even the most experienced old man would tell others after seeing it that there is peace and order here.

Even the Ursus soldiers and police who had just surrendered were given the necessary warm clothing and hot food to prevent them from dying of hunger and cold. The reckoning of the guilty people in this city has begun. The officials and nobles, the gang leaders and the like will be investigated for their crimes. This work is not a one-time effort, but a long-term one, in order to prevent the possibility of oppression and injustice in the city in the future.

All the investigation results will be announced to all the people in the city, whether infected or not, in a few days, and those who should be killed will be publicly executed. In Claude's plan, this move can effectively win the hearts and minds of the people in the city. After all, even if the non-infected residents and the infected are disgusted with each other, this situation cannot be solved in a short time, but for those high-ranking oppressors and criminals, no one does not hate them.

In just one day, tens of thousands of infected people wanted to join them. As soon as the war ended, those infected people who were mobilized filled the recruitment office of the Integration Movement, and they all asked to join the Integration Movement. There was no more dead gray despair in their eyes, but a ray of hope.

Of course, they will not directly join the Reunion Movement as soldiers, because they don't know anything yet, and they will only be a massacre on the battlefield. The instructors of the Reunion Movement select them, and candidates who are strong, have good physical fitness, and have no major diseases will become recruits. After six months of training in the training camp and having basic combat qualities, they will become the backbone of the Reunion Movement.

Others who are not selected will become the logistical force of the Integration Movement. They do not have enough physical fitness and talent to support them to survive on the battlefield. The Integration Movement has never relied solely on war to exist. The Integration Movement needs the support of the people. Without those working in factories and in the fields, they cannot win any war.

At this time, Shintria was adjusting the bowstring of her longbow. In today's battle, her arrows shot and killed three commanders in succession, completely breaking the remaining command chain of Chernobog and leaving those military and police officers, who still had a considerable number, with no possibility of resistance.

And she would not receive a large amount of money for all this, and no one would pay for the deaths of those commanders. If someone had told New Traya a few years ago that one day she would fight for no money or coercion, she would have thought that person was a lunatic. How could someone do such a dangerous thing without getting paid?

Claude still gave her salary and bonus as they agreed, but this time she refused, looking at the infected who were liberated because of them and cheered for them. Looking at the tide of soldiers surrounding Claude and his officers, none of them would ask for high compensation, the only thing they could get from this war was the honor of being a soldier, but none of them would be dissatisfied with it, because they knew in their hearts that they had gained something more valuable than money.

Xinteleia envied these enthusiastic warriors. She was keenly aware that she should not use that excuse to deceive herself. She did not stay with Claude for money. She wanted to pursue more than just money. She wanted to get more and better things. She also wanted to have real honor like these soldiers, not to be a hyena chasing money. She wanted a real ideal, she wanted the love of others, and she also wanted...

"Hintlea?"

She panicked as if she had been caught by someone, and even her ears turned red, but her excellent balance allowed her to stand steadily on the edge of the tall building. With a bit of shame and anger, she turned her head and looked at the culprit, the Draco girl with twisted horns.

"I didn't expect to see you here. Have you seen Claude? After the war ended, no one knows where he ran off to. The electromagnetic interference caused by the natural disaster also prevented us from contacting him using the communicator."

"No, that guy is always so mysterious and has his own plans. If you don't ask him, you can only wait until the plan is finalized and he tells everyone."

"I'll go ask Mr. Bozhuocasti again. They are always close to each other. Maybe he knows Claude's whereabouts."

"Everything has been settled, why are you in such a hurry to find him?"

There was an inexplicable emotion in Xinteleya's heart that drove her to say this. This emotion made her feel strange, a little uneasy and a little expectant. She was looking forward to the other party's answer.

"I think you should know that he promised to teach me swordsmanship, but it has been delayed for a long time."

Tallulah answered as a matter of course, but Xinteleya could feel a trace of emotion rising in her heart. She knew very well what this emotion was. She could hide it from others but not herself. It was jealousy. She was jealous of Draco in front of her, but this emotion also made her panic because it revealed a truth that she had been avoiding.

Tallulah looked thoughtfully at Cintrea, whose expression changed dramatically. A guess gradually came into her mind, and her outspoken personality made her say it directly.

"Do you... like Claude?"

"!!!"

Tallulah rarely saw this efficient and elegant archer with such an expression. Her delicate and fair face was abnormally red in the sunset, her light golden eyes were wide open in panic, and the expression on her face interpreted the meaning of the word "confession".

Xinteleya didn't understand why she was so panicked, but she fought back based on her instinct, like a person who fell into the water and was eager to grab something.

"Don't you like him too?!"

The world-weary heart writes the postscript of the eagle's successor

This attack was indeed very effective. It successfully made Draco look thoughtful. The tough but inflexible girl thought about this question seriously. Then she thought seriously about what happened in the past few years when she was with Claude, about every little thing about herself and him, her attitude towards him, and a series of other things.

Then she came to a conclusion vaguely.

"You must have misunderstood. I don't have such feelings for Claude. We are comrades in the fight against oppression and injustice. I also admire his deeds and character very much, but I don't feel any feelings for Mr. Claude that go beyond this range."

"real??"

Hintleya changed her offensive and showed a playful expression. Tallulah, who had always been tenacious, actually felt a little guilty at this moment. She didn't know why this happened, but she didn't show it, and chose to believe her own conclusion.

"of course."

"Forget it, don't talk nonsense everywhere!"

Xinteleya didn't want to continue to entangle, so she left this sentence and jumped directly from the roof. At the moment of falling, she stretched out her hand and accurately grabbed the window frame, flipped into the house, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Only a dazed Tallulah was left on the roof.

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Doctor is the name of this person, he can't remember his specific name. He didn't know the answer to Claude's question, which made him a little disappointed. But during the conversation, Claude keenly discovered that this doctor had a keen intuition about war, which perhaps shouldn't be called intuition. Claude's experience told him that this so-called intuition was more of a summary and induction of experience, rather than a natural talent.

He could not tell the specific gender of the doctor in front of him. He was wearing a thick white coat and jacket, and a hood and mask on his face, covering any skin. However, the doctor was not tall and had a slender frame. When he spoke, he used the voice generator in the mask. His voice was hoarse and neutral. This matter was also a complete secret of Rhodes Island, and he had no right to tell him.

But it was still a pleasure to talk with him. He would always listen to others patiently and give his opinions in an appropriate way. He was a listener who could easily establish a good relationship with others and was good at using his advantages. Now the two of them had a good conversation and soon turned the topic to military affairs.

Claude also discovered something special. Although the doctor had lost his memory, he had not forgotten his knowledge. He could still accurately speak military terms and strategies, and could always find the key point in a complex environment. His brain was like a confidential computer, which could take into account all aspects of the problem. In his opinion, war was the art of calculation. If he could do every step to the best of his ability and be accurate to the second, he could achieve the maximum results.

Claude's concept of war is somewhat different from the doctor's. He does not agree with the commander's overly meticulous operations. This tactic completely deprives the soldiers of their subjective initiative and treats them as consumables and props. This is a torture for both commanders and soldiers. The commander's duty in war should be to take charge of the overall situation, assign the right things to the right people, and believe in the abilities of his soldiers. The commander's real role is to gather all his own strength and use them in the most appropriate place.

The two discussed for a long time, so much so that Claude forgot to go back for dinner. It was not until the Originium street lights were automatically lit up by the program that he realized what time it was. The Rhodes Island team had returned to the camp and began to replace the next team. There were many wounded in the camp of the medical department. Many of them were infected. Because of the excessive use of Originium skills today, the mineral disease worsened and they were sent here in time. The medical team was also busy.

Claude stood up and prepared to say goodbye. The doctor also stood up to see him off, but his legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground. He was still too weak, and this long conversation almost exhausted his strength. Seeing this, Claude quickly pushed him back.

The doctor's amnesia was something he had not expected. He even began to doubt whether he had damaged anything when he put his soul back in. Otherwise, he had never heard of someone losing their memory after coming out of a life support device. But at the time, he was very sure that he had not made any mistakes. Just in case, he specially set up a rune to slow down the process. This was to allow the soul to enter the body intact. If it was not damage to the soul, then it could be a problem with the brain.

When it comes to this aspect, Claude has no choice but to hope that he will be able to recover his memory in the future and verify some of Claude's guesses and doubts.

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"I'll take my leave now, Doctor. I look forward to working with you in the future."

"Mr. Claude, your question about team building has also been very inspiring to me. I am also looking forward to having more opportunities to consult you."

"If you don't mind, please accept this."

Claude took out a hardwood amulet from his waist bag, punched holes in it with black silk thread, and could be worn around the neck. It was engraved with two overlapping triangles in the center of a circle. It looked inconspicuous, like the most common handicrafts in the street stalls, but the doctor who had talked with Kal'tsit knew that the man in front of him was far from simple. He had a power that was unheard of in this land, powerful and mysterious. This amulet was definitely not that simple.

After a slight hesitation, the doctor reached out and took the gift.

"Thank you for your generosity, Mr. Claude"

"You're welcome, Doctor. Remember to take this with you wherever you go. It will be very useful to you now. If it gets damaged someday, please let me know in time."

"I understand."

The doctor nodded. He didn't know why, but he was always willing to believe the person in front of him. And the sentence just now also revealed some special information to him.

"Then please go back, Doctor. We all have our own duties to fulfill, but I believe that our goals must be the same. You must be a kind and upright person."

In the night of Chernobyl, Claude returned to his army.

The Rise of the Reunion: Chapter 80: Shadow of the Empire

With a flip of his wrist, he turned the blade of his long sword behind him to block the attack from behind, and the blade of his training sword produced sparks. He crossed his feet slightly and took a small step to avoid the sword that was stabbing at his abdomen. Then he followed the opponent's sword and slashed his opponent's abdomen with one sword.

The thick training armor made a muffled sound, but it was unable to withstand this tremendous force. The person who was stabbed by the sword immediately fell to the ground, covering his abdomen, and felt that he could not breathe for a while.

But his companions did not dare to be distracted at this moment. The remaining three people still surrounded the target in the middle, slowly rotating and carefully pointing the tips of the swords in their hands at the other party.

Time passed slowly and tensely, and at a certain moment, three people launched an attack at the same time. One of them used a powerful chop, aiming directly at the opponent's head. One of them used a simple straight stab to pierce the opponent's chest, the largest part of the target, and another swung his sword to chop at the opponent's knee.

The three attacks were launched almost at the same time, which was a dangerous situation for anyone using a sword. And these three attacks seemed direct, but in fact, each person was holding back some strength, waiting for their common opponent to respond and then change their moves.

And everything ended in a flash.

The heavy slash from top to bottom was hit hard by another long sword on the sword spine, and the remaining force was used up in this blow, and the sword blade directly chopped the floor. However, the opponent's sword was like a deadly poisonous snake, which bounced directly on his sword and hit his head.

The blow that was aimed at his chest was caught by the opponent in the blink of an eye by the right angle between the sword guard and the strong sword body, and the blade was slashed towards his wrist. In order to save his fingers, he had to withdraw his sword to avoid it, but he was also hit hard in the chest by the opponent's shoulder. He staggered two steps, and then was strangled by the opponent's neck and thrown up. At the same time, the sword that was choked at his knees was also stepped on the ground by the opponent at a terrifying speed. His fingers were caught between the ground and the hilt. Just as he struggled hard, a black shadow enveloped him, and then the two bodies collided with each other and rolled into a ball.

There was only one person still standing in the entire venue. He took off his helmet, revealing his handsome face.

"Okay, line up."

The soldiers took off their heavy training armor and quickly formed a column. There were only 20 of them, but if you look closely, you will find that each of them is a tall, strong, and sharp-eyed elite soldier. Just now, these 20 people besieged their general together, but were defeated by the opponent within a minute, but at this time there was no trace of loss in their eyes. In their hearts, it was natural for Claude to do this, and they already knew the result of this competition.

They are the iron guards of the legion, and only they are qualified to have Claude spend time teaching them personally every day.

"When I knocked down the ninth man, you were obviously a little panicked. Although it was only a momentary confusion in the formation, if they met a truly strong person, it would be enough for them to seize this opportunity. And you must remember one thing, that is, panic is contagious. When you feel the uneasiness of your comrades, you will also become uneasy, which will create a flaw for you. So you must not only wear steel on your body, but also make your heart become steel. Only in this way can you truly be called the Iron Guard."

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"Trust your comrades. Only when you unite together can you be called the Iron Guard. No matter what weapons you use, heavy armor always has an advantage over light armor, more people have an advantage over fewer people, and well-trained people have an advantage over a mob. Therefore, absolutely trust your comrades. Only in this way can you gain an advantage on the battlefield."

Claude's teaching lasted for a long time. They were all officers in the Iron Guard. Next, they had to tell their soldiers what they had learned. How much the soldiers could learn depended on how much they had learned. Therefore, Claude's teaching was very detailed. He did not just train them according to the standards of officers, but trained them according to the standards of generals. He hoped that each of them could stand on their own in the future and become the backbone of the Iron Guard Corps that would inevitably appear on this land in the future.

He would teach each officer individually, and give him detailed instruction based on his coordination with teammates in battle, his own performance and tactical thinking, as carefully as crafting a piece of art.

This would be his legion, and he was slowly nurturing it, allowing it to grow stronger and stronger until it was powerful enough to destroy anything that stood in their way.

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“Hiss… huh…~”

A low and slow breathing sound came from under the mask, and the tall black figure looked at this completely different city. Every part of his body was black, and only the red long sword hanging on his waist was particularly eye-catching.

The heavy black coat hung down to his calves, tightly wrapping his body. The scarlet eyepiece of the helmet emitted a chilling light. There were many pipes connecting his head and shoulders, making him look like a monster that had undergone biochemical transformation.

The Emperor's inner guard, Ursus' most feared monster, was now filled with doubts. The plan went smoothly at the beginning, perhaps too smoothly. The Integration Movement successfully occupied the city as planned, but that was all. This was the only part of the plan that went smoothly, and the rest was out of control.

There was no massacre in the city. The soldiers of the Integration Movement were not recruited on the spot as planned. They were ordinary infected people without any discipline and quality. They would create a brutal massacre in this city because of hatred. The city did not welcome the arrival of the natural disaster as planned. Instead, 7 hours before the natural disaster, the city had already started and moved away from the dangerous area.

The core layer of Chernobyl was not separated and had no intention of crashing into the Dragon Gate of Yan Country.

So far, they have not gained anything, but instead caused the Empire to lose a city and all its people to those lowly infected people.

But he had no reason to doubt Duke Cosice's wisdom, so he didn't think there was any mistake. He thought that maybe the lord wanted to modify his plan. But just in case, he decided to ask. After all, if he paid such a heavy price but got nothing in return, it would be like digging out a bone of the empire and letting the wound continue to bleed.

The next moment, he disappeared in a cloud of black mist.

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In the tall communication tower of Chernobyl, the Internal Guard got the opportunity to contact Duke Koscheiche. He used the powerful communication capability of the signal tower to pass on his message, and then waited silently for a response. There was a large amount of blood under his feet, and six soldiers of the Integration Movement fell to the ground. They were the guards of this communication tower. Although they were well-trained, they were far from being the opponents of the Internal Guard. It didn't take the Internal Guard any more energy to deal with them than to push open the door.

According to Neiwei's precise sense of time, 15 minutes had passed before he received his reply. The reply was so brief, but the content made him doubt his eyes, so he couldn't help but read it again.

"The plan has been leaked. Execute Tallulah immediately."

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He had an urge to ask, but he suppressed it in time. He knew exactly what he should do now. He was an inner guard of the empire, and what he should do was to obey orders. His brain immediately started to work rapidly. The inner guards were not only powerful war machines, but also had smart minds.

The target was in the camp now. It was difficult to assassinate her. After all, she was not a helpless little girl. Besides, there was Bozhukas as a tough opponent. Once he faced this powerful warrior, it would be difficult for him to escape unscathed. But she was also a human being. Humans always had their slack moments. He could take advantage of her sleeping and resting time to kill her. After he succeeded, he would leave here immediately and wait for his next order.

And this requires a complete plan, and he believes he can do it best.

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Looking at the six soldiers with their hearts pierced, Claude wiped the blood off his hands. These soldiers had obviously discovered the enemy, but they had no time to raise any alarm, and the enemy did not deal with the bodies of these soldiers, as if he did not care about his existence at all and exposed himself to his enemy.