The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

"This weapon is very ideal because once it is realized, the entire planet will be within its strike range and it will be basically impossible to intercept."

"However, space-based weapons also have their fatal weakness: cost-effectiveness. Let's not talk about whether there is enough tungsten metal to make the ammunition they need. Assuming that humans can indeed collect a large number of tungsten rods and then go to great lengths to send them into space, the resources consumed in this process are enough for the Federation to build a few more space giant ships, which are not only cheaper, but also far more powerful than space-based weapons, and more cost-effective..."

"In fact, according to some additional information I got from Sean Davis' database, the [Academy] did have the idea of ​​conducting space-based weapons experiments, but that was ranked after the [Starry Sky Ladder Project]... You know, the one behind that... Haha..."

Carly smiled bitterly, and that smile made Perlis feel a little distressed, so she gently held Carly's hand.

"Carly..."

"In short, the Federation's plan has been shelved. After all, they already have the Tower of Babel, and the space-based weapons plan is more of an experimental one," Carly continued. "What surprised me is this... The Qilang people actually asked the Hafurgard people to help build a space-based weapons module for their [Sky Eye]? As far as I know, the Qilang people's missile silos can already hit missiles anywhere on this planet. At best, the accuracy is not very good."

"Didn't you hack into their lower-level systems before?" Perlis said, "Did you see the modules of the space-based weapons?"

"No, it seems that Hafgard and his people didn't make it in time," Carly shook her head. "If we use the [Creator Engine], this kind of space-based weapon will not have the problem of ammunition transportation, then it will be completely feasible, and it is indeed powerful... But the question is, why do the Qilang people need this kind of weapon? They have so many missiles..."

"You can ask Su Yao later," Perlis said, "Right now, we lack the necessary information."

Yes, information is not enough. If you want to gain an advantage in a battle, information is the most important thing.

If you only have combat capability but no information, you will not be able to come up with any strategies and you can only entrust your life to the ever-changing battlefield.

Perlis knew very well that without adequate preparation, she would not be able to play against the Lord of the Black Tide.

"..."

Pearlis rubbed her head gently. She felt hungry and looked out the window: it was already dusk.

I didn't have lunch...

"Miss Sweetie?" Pearlis said, "Writing?"

"You already know her very well," Carly smiled gently, "but she said she will cook for us herself tonight, so you can look forward to it."

“That sounds great.”

Perlis stood up and prepared to go out to visit Tianshi's house and exercise a little.

Just before she opened the door, the door of the room was pushed open and a light blue head poked in:

"Perlis, Carly, I... oops, I should have knocked first."

The head disappeared again, the door was shut tightly, and then there was a gentle knock:

"You two, can I come in?"

"Well...sure..." Carly wiped the sweat from her forehead with a smile, "If you're happy..."

"Okay, I'll come in then!"

The door was pushed open, Su Yao walked into the room, and nodded energetically at Perlis and Carly:

"I haven't seen you for a day. How are you doing in Qingcheng? Are you used to the food?"

"It's great here." Perlis nodded.

"I'm glad you like it, but we have to get ready to go."

Su Yao restrained her casual tone, her face became more serious, and said:

"I received a letter from the Symbolic Society. You can set off at any time. The sender is waiting for your arrival in Chaoqu City."

......

5) Three Sisters (Part 3)

La Vatino - Grau Yad Kingdom

"Is it them?"

Standing on the sentry tower, Pace overlooked an area between tents outside the upper city - it had been temporarily cleared out as a training ground for the soldiers.

"Yes," said Eshilia, who was standing next to Pace, "Is it difficult?"

Pace glanced at the shirtless scavengers and sighed.

"I thought the people who were going to be trained were from the Kingdom."

"They are also part of the kingdom," Ashlia reminded, "Well... However, the current situation is mainly because Ryan has a limited number of men. If we want to fight against the federal army in Aston Plains, that number of people is definitely not enough."

"So we recruit people from the scavengers?" Pace glanced at Ashilia, "Are you sure they are capable of doing the job?"

"Grace thinks it's okay, and I generally trust him."

Pace rubbed his messy black hair. To be honest, he had a headache.

The most important quality of a soldier is not strong muscles, but the spirit of absolute obedience. The former can be acquired through training, while the latter is often spontaneous.

Persuading scavengers to obey management? How can this be a fantasy...

It seems that there is only one language to communicate with these guys...

Pace sighed, turned to Ashlia and said:

"Regarding the [Armored Train], have the materials from the Dila people arrived?"

"We've arrived. Cang Huang even gave us the blueprints for the Divine Strike Cannon, although it's a simplified version," Ashlia said. "The craftsmen from Thebite are very hardworking. We'll be able to open the Wasteland Line in a month at most."

"That's good, it looks like everything is on track."

Pace looked at the railroad track extending from the city wall, imagining what the armored train would look like when it drove out.

This plan was the result of discussions after the [Council of Kings]: La Vatino's current military strength is still very weak, and the defeat of the Thebits in the Autumn Plains battlefield means that their control over the battlefield is limited, and that is when there is a [Border].

Therefore, if one wants to stop the federal army in the wilderness, head-on confrontation is impossible, and one can only use highly mobile means.

With the extensive network of the [Wasteland Line], the [Armored Train] plan was born.

"If the [God-strike Cannon] is accurate enough, the wandering [Armored Train] can threaten the Federation's sky fleet."

Pace muttered quietly, pulling out a cold steel knife from his waist and twirling it casually.

This is a new cold steel knife, which was given to him by the old butler before he left Wanren Mountain. It is said that the knife was stained with the blood of Mikhail Irenfono.

"I'll go meet them."

"Hmm?" Ashlia turned to look at Pace, "What did you say..."

Before Ashlia could finish her words, Pace did something that surprised her—he jumped from the edge of the sentry tower and fell towards the bottom of the city wall.

"Pace!" Ashilia's voice sounded behind him, but Pace could no longer hear it clearly.

The scavengers who were chatting and drinking heard a loud noise. When they turned around, they saw Pace Monarch, who had fallen from the sky, slowly standing up on the square used for training soldiers.

There were sounds of surprise everywhere, but no one seemed to recognize him, they just pointed at him.

"Who's your boss?" Pace said majestically as he glanced at the scavengers.

"Who the hell are you?" someone yelled.

"Pace Monarch, your instructor."

"You? Instructor? Hahahahaha! I'm still your dad!"

Loud laughter echoed, and the scavengers who were drinking using a large stone as a table stood up and made some obscene gestures towards Pace.

One of the big men wearing a silver chain came out and yelled at Pace:

"Get back now, you coward from La Vatino, and don't open the door for us, or we..."

Before he finished speaking, he felt a chill in his crotch and his eyes glazed over for a moment.

He slowly lowered his head and found a cold steel knife stuck on the edge of the stone table just a hair's breadth away from his crotch, emitting a faint cold steam.

"Okay," Pace retracted his hand and patted it gently, "Who's your boss?"

"Fuck you, you want to die, don't you?"

The big man roared, he grabbed the cold steel knife on the table with his hand, tried to pull it out and throw it back, but found that he couldn't pull it out at all.

The cold steel knife was almost completely embedded in the stone, which showed how strong the throwing force was.

"I ask again, who is your boss?"

The big man looked up and found that Pace had walked to his side and was looking at him.

The black-haired boy, who was slightly shorter than him, stretched out a silver mechanical hand, grabbed the cold steel knife that was embedded in the stone, pulled it out with a light pull, and put it back into the scabbard at his waist.

At the same time, Pace's eyes swept across the wine glasses on the stone table, and finally he picked up the bottle and drank it in two or three gulps.

"Ha, it tastes good. Did you brew it yourself?" Pace wiped his mouth and shook the bottle. "I have some understanding of winemaking. You really don't want to communicate with me?"

"Fuck you!"

The big man roared and threw a powerful punch straight at Pace's face.

And Pace simply grabbed with his silver hand and easily caught the fist that he had thrown with all his strength:

"The first thing the instructor wants to teach you is to obey orders."

As soon as he finished speaking, Pace lifted the big man's body with a swift movement, and then threw him out with an over-the-shoulder throw.

The big man rolled on the ground in pain for several times and wailed:

"Fuck, kill him! Kill him!"

He shouted, and the other scavengers shouted and came over with fierce eyes, some of them even drew their weapons.

And Pace just stared at them quietly, with a faint light flashing in his black eyes.

Then, four or five people rushed up at the same time, waving the weapons in their hands at Pace.

After four or five seconds, they all fell to the ground wailing, holding the parts of their bodies that were hit, and wailing in varying degrees depending on the part of their bodies that were hit.

But Pace still stood there, clapping his hands, without any wounds on his body.

"Damn... Damn..."

The big man at the beginning slowly got up and looked at Pace with gritted teeth and a fierce look.

He was about to touch the gun with his hand, but he heard a loud shout from behind:

"Hey! Silverfish, what are you doing!"

Pace turned around and found a familiar scavenger walking towards him. If he remembered correctly, his name was Manniu.

"Did you fight with the Lord?"

"What Lord, this son of a bitch suddenly..."

The scavenger known as the woodworm suddenly frowned when he was halfway through his speech:

"Wait a moment, Lord?"

"Are you fucking listening to me with your ass?" The Bull roared, "Didn't I tell you that the Lord of Thebite would come to train us personally?"

"This boy... the Lord of Thebite?"

The termite looked at Pest in disbelief, as he was much smaller in size than the scavenger, his eyes full of disbelief.

And Pace twisted his mouth, then said calmly:

"Let me introduce myself once again, Pace Monarch, the Tyrant of Thebes."

"And your instructor."

......

5) Three Sisters (Part 4)

At night, in the scavengers' tent outside La Vatino, Eshilia and Pace sat at a table together for dinner.

This is what scavengers do: they like to have a big feast outdoors at night to celebrate another successful robbery.

Ashlia looked a little nervous, after all, someone might look at the queen. Rein, who was standing guard at the side, was even more focused, scanning the crowd around him with sharp eyes.

"It's dangerous to leave the city in person. Even for you, this is a risk."

Pace said to Ashilia, his expression was calm, after all, this kind of atmosphere was very common in Wanren Mountain.

"You're still blaming me. Your move just now was even more dangerous," Ashlia was unconvinced. "What if it breaks out into a conflict? What if they hold a grudge and do something bad to you?"

"Oh, no, that won't happen," Pace shook his head. "Scavengers and mountain folk have a lot in common. Look, here he comes—"

Following the direction Pace was looking, Ashlia turned her head and found that it was the termite that had been beaten by Pace.