Tomorrow's Ark, Second International

In fact, even Meimei herself doesn't know the real Sarkaz people very well, although the northern plains guerrillas have been at war for a long time like the Sarkaz mercenaries.

But the companions of the Beiyuan guerrillas are trustworthy, they are a group of mutual support, and those Sarkaz mercenaries, I am afraid that none of them is really reliable.

But she can probably guess what these Sarkaz people are thinking, and she also has a good idea.

It's just that all of this requires the cooperation of the red-haired Luper.

【Why are you looking at me like this? 】

The idle wolf felt that Meimei looked at him with a hesitant expression, as if hesitating about something.

[I have an... idea. 】

Even the handwriting is not as sharp as before, and it can be seen that the person who wrote it was shaken.

But when idle wolf saw the so-called idea written by Meimei, she also began to waver, but soon, she replied and nodded vigorously.

In order to complete the task, it is worth making such a small sacrifice.

~

A little dazedly, he came out of the house from the house, and the idle wolf put the handcuffs on his hands again.

In fact, this thing can't restrain her, and she doesn't need a key when fighting, and she can be released easily.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, a person in handcuffs is even less threatening, let alone her current identity, a prisoner.

'That...are you really going to do this? '

The idle wolf hesitated, but didn't dare to speak. She couldn't do anything now, she could only lean against the wall and wait for the time to come.

Meme looked at her pocket watch, the time on it was almost up, and they were standing on the only way Garson had to pass to the front line.

As for how to lift his guard, that's what she will do next.

"Are you ready?"

Meimei seems to be asking the idle wolf, but also seems to be talking to herself.

With the blessing of the protective gear, this big sister Sarkaz is equivalent to wearing high heels, and her height, which is almost the same as that of idle wolf, has become half the height of idle wolf.

Under such height pressure, idle wolf also blushed a little for a long time, not because of shyness, but simply because of enthusiasm.

If I really want to say what I feel, I can only say that I have a guilty conscience.

Even though she was often thrown in and out by white knives and red knives, she didn't even feel guilty at all, but now she was a little cowardly.

Taking a deep breath, Idle Wolf finally nodded, it was just bleeding, she admitted it.

The idle wolf just stared at Meimei, watching her face gradually approaching him, and then gradually moving away.

When she could only see Meimei's ponytail, she felt the warm sniff on her neck again.

There wasn't any glamorous feeling, only a burst of goosebumps, and a chill rising from behind.

Sensing the sharp teeth against her skin, Idle Wolf looked away, trying not to think about what would happen next.

He obviously couldn't feel any pain, but under the addition of imagination, he felt phantom pain abruptly.

Meimei didn't bite her teeth for a long time, she was waiting for the signal from the idle wolf, the signal from Garson's approach.

Maybe it's because of the mixed blood, Meimei is not like an orthodox blood demon, she desires blood, but she can restrain this feeling very well, and divert the desire for blood to other directions.

As time passed, she became somewhat disgusted with directly sucking blood from living people, but the reality is so wonderful.

The blood-sucking gorefiend was unable to suck blood from the idle wolf for a long time, but the blood-sucking gorefiend who didn't like blood-sucking did it easily.

The thought didn't stay for long, her hand was gently pinched, that was the signal from the idle wolf.

Bite it down hard, sweet blood poured into the mouth, even if she doesn't like to suck blood, Meimei must praise it - delicious.

Meimei is about to face a new test, how should she move her mouth away?

~

The leader of the mercenaries, Garson, came here as the supervisor of His Royal Highness the Prince Regent, but like a person drinking water, he knows whether he is warm or cold.

Only Garson himself knew that he was not valued by His Royal Highness the Prince Regent, otherwise he would not have been thrown into this kind of place.

It is precisely because he is not taken seriously that Garson is more eager to make some achievements to prove himself.

It's just that his enemies are not only those outside, the mercenary group is also full of contradictions.

These days, there are not many arrogant soldiers who are not afraid of the earth and the earth are willing to listen to the orders of his nominal leader.

Except for those smart people who flatter and plan to use him as a promotion.

The other mercenaries, especially some well-known mercenary teams, mostly had to obey his orders because of the face of His Royal Highness the Regent.

However, the more a person lacks something, the more he wants to get something.

Garson, who was not respected by the mercenaries, could only rely on strict discipline to maintain his modest majesty.

Every time he has a chance to operate, he will hold it firmly in his hand, and this time is no exception.

Gorefiend...

Garson, who is also a Sarkaz, has no prejudice against this ethnic group, but this does not mean that he can tolerate a gorefiend sucking blood in the street.

His Royal Highness the Prince Regent is working hard to restore the image of the Sarkaz people in the eyes of the world, and Garson naturally has to work hard on this.

All actions that tarnish the image of the Sarkaz must be stopped.

Garson approached the blood-sucking gorefiend, planning to give her a good lesson.

However, he had just approached, and the blood demon turned his head as if he had noticed something.

The scarlet blood still stuck to the lips of the Gorefiend, and the blood that was not drunk in time also fell from the corner of his mouth.

This look back and smile is so coquettish, but also so malicious.

Carlson had a bad feeling.

Chapter 360

Rao, a battle-tested mercenary leader like Garson, hesitated for a while and didn't dare to make the next move.

"Why, boss, why do you disturb my meal?"

The Gorefiend Great Swordsman's answer was sloppy, and he hiccupped during the period. It seemed that he didn't take the leader Garson seriously.

But it was precisely this that made him let down his vigilance, because this was the normal reaction of a mercenary.

"You are not allowed to suck blood outside the room, what do other races think of you?"

"Look at it however you want."

Idle Wolf also expressed his admiration for Meimei's acting skills. He was able to bring this soldier ruffian to life, probably because he has seen many such people through his long-term experience.

And Meimei's actions successfully angered Garson. The mercenary leader who felt offended waved his hand, and the guards went to separate the blood demon from her food.

It is not appropriate to kill a Sarkaz mercenary on the spot, because in fact, the blood demon did not violate any military discipline, and the mercenaries do not pay attention to such things as military discipline.

But he can't move a Gorefiend, and he can't even move a Ruper.

Suppressing the Gorefiend who wanted to resist, Garson's guards bet the red-haired Luper in front of him.

He was going to give this blood demon a big and small lesson, just like a teacher smashing the mobile phone of a student who was playing with it in class.

A little lesson.

Raising the knife in his hand, he had already seen the panic in Luper's eyes.

"If you live two more days, you will know how happy it is to be killed happily."

For some reason, Garson suddenly wanted to say a few more words.

"So thank me for your mercy."

砰

This is the sound of guns, and the whole camp exploded in an instant. These mercenaries who have been fighting the Sakota for a long time are very familiar with the sound of this weapon.

Many of them still hold the guardian guns looted from the Sakota people.

It's just that the source of the gunshot was inside the camp, and it was accompanied by the screams of their "leader".

There were two distinct situations, some people sat down immediately, as if nothing had happened, while some rushed towards the direction where the gunfire sounded.

At the source of the matter, Idle Wolf felt more and more that he should increase the caliber of his weapon, and 15.6mm seemed a bit unsuitable.

It is more than enough to deal with light armor or no armor target, but it is a bit difficult for a medium armor target like Garson, and only some projectiles can penetrate the armor.

Looking at him now is a bit miserable, but he didn't actually receive too much injury.

Perhaps on Earth, this kind of wound full of steel balls is difficult to deal with, but this is Terra, and there are too many magical Originium skills to solve these things.

Since one hit is missed, make up for it again.

The handcuffs on Idle Wolf's hands have been broken, and she also has the short knife hidden in her arms in her hand. She is only two steps away from Garson, so she just needs to rush up and raise the knife and drop it.

The idle wolf chased Garson, and Garson walked around the (human) pillar. When the guards recovered, three or four Sarkaz mercenaries immediately surrounded him.

Meimei had already dealt with the enemies around her, and the D32 steel sword also pierced through an enemy surrounded by idle wolves under her throw.

Under the action of force, the piercing guy flew to the idle wolf's side, which can be regarded as sending the weapon to the door.

Pulling out their weapons, the idle wolves fought with Garson's guards, and the scene became chaotic.

In an unobtrusive small room on a building not far away, Hei had already aimed his crossbow here.

She is waiting for an opportunity.

The vigilance of the person who has just been attacked will be raised to the highest level, but if the person is safe, he will relax to another limit.

On the battlefield, there are so many people who did not die in the battle but died cleaning the battlefield after the battle, and most of the people who died in the so-called last battle were also because of this mentality.

Hei is waiting, waiting for the moment when Garson is most relaxed.

All attention was focused on the scope in front of him, and every move of Garson could not escape the black eyes.

From grinning his teeth in pain, to panting while running, and finally surviving a catastrophe with a smile, everything was black in his eyes.

When his guards were fighting with the two assassins in front of him, Garson's face was still a little nervous. The life of this mercenary leader who had lost the ability to fight was no longer in his hands.

If the guards failed, he would not escape, but as the leader he was not allowed to escape.