this is my ark journey

"Now, now is not the time to indulge. I know several representatives of Lviv, and I have to assign duties to them tomorrow. If they are drunk, they will be looked down upon."

Ren glanced at her and shook his head silently.

The so-called fighter, the so-called banner, that awe-inspiring posture often makes people forget that this is just a girl in her 20s.

"If a person's nerves are tense for a long time, they will break one day, Tallulah, don't be too harsh on yourself."

"Teacher, I chose this path myself." Tallulah's eyes did not have the shyness of a drunken girl, but a flame was boiling.

"Aren't you the same? In order to resist something, keep fighting!"

Ren was taken aback for a moment, he didn't expect to be educated in reverse, he thought about it, and it was true.

From Wilderness to Kazdel, and from Kazdel to Ursus, the road has never stopped, but he doesn't feel alone.

Killed many people, found out many things, and made many friends.

The two were silent for a moment, Tallulah suddenly dropped the wine bottle, put her hands on her thighs, and bowed politely.

"Teacher, I must thank you for saving Alina, without her, I don't know what I would do."

What she said was so orange that Alina's face turned red at that moment. Ren received a salute calmly, but knew that there was nothing wrong with Tallulah's X orientation.

Alina is her best friend and closest teacher. If Ren taught complex theories, then Alina focuses on psychological construction.

Bowing solemnly, Talu straightened her clothes after pulling her up, and asked with a smile, "Teacher should have many similar friends."

"Well, there are many. They made this road never lonely." Ren replied casually, feeling that the topic was strange again, "Have you received any news?"

"Mr. Polk and the others came back just now, and brought a military radio made by Kazdel, so that they can contact the Cardinals."

what? ?

Just now, he was so busy drinking people down that he didn't even notice that Sarkaz had returned, and these bastards didn't even report to him when they came back after all the hard work.

"What about them?"

"I just said to moisten my mouth, but I drank it and fell down." Talula wanted to laugh, but when she saw Ren's livid face, she quickly held back, "It was really hard for them to find the camp, the radio guerrillas Your orderly will use it too."

"Let him come quickly!"

"Well, I'll call someone."

Tallulah left, and Ren rubbed his hands excitedly. The integration movement wanted to take the next step, and there were still two hurdles to overcome.

First, completely broke through the blockade of Tomsk Oblast and inflicted huge losses on the Ursas Fourth Army.

In this way, the integration movement is qualified to stand on the stage. How many armies does Ursas have, and how many divisions does an army have?

Let those military leaders exchange 3000 to [-] casualties for military merit, and they are willing to do it, but the cost of annihilating the integration movement has risen to [-], and who dares to put their old money in to pay for it.

Wouldn't it be beautiful to use the attributes of an integrated movement to push into the friendly defense zone and consume competitors and rival nobles and civil servants?

Tallulah was right. Before Ursus was completely burned, the integration movement could only survive in the cracks. It was just that they survived the encirclement and suppression of the army before, and Ren wanted to make them usable in the eyes of the real big shots. object.

The emperor wants to integrate the movement to clean up the remnants of the great rebellion, the bureaucrats want to install their own people in the army, and the army's resistance can be imagined with their buttocks. It is a magical skill that Ryan has seen countless times——

Respect yourself!

"They don't understand the destructive power of the integration movement. This is not a riot of a few people, but a GM involving the majority. When the integration movement understands how to control the grassroots, build a team, and awaken the people, then the fire will burn, princes and nobles. It’s hard to get rid of it.”

So the second key point is to have a piece of land, a base enough to transform the integration movement.

It needs to be remote enough and prosperous enough. Terra is not the same as Earth, and those mobile cities on the border are very suitable.

"There is a base area with wheels, relying on a large uninhabited wasteland, I will see how you encircle and suppress it."

Ren narrowed his eyes, he already had a few planned targets in his mind, and at this time Tallulah had gone and returned, followed by a guerrilla messenger.

Terra's communication interference is very strong. Even if you talk to someone a thousand kilometers away, you have to leave several signal base stations in the middle. Fortunately, the arrangements have been made when Polk returns. Secondary encryption requires professionals.

The guerrillas defected from the Ursus Army and belonged to the top talent in the integration movement. Sarkaz, who was wearing a camouflage suit, fiddled with it for a while before handing over the microphone with a nameplate still on it to Ren.

"Mr. Ashes, the signal has been connected."

"Thank you." Ryan took it and put it to his ear. This thing is different from a phone, and he can only hear a continuous 'rustling sound'. After a full minute, a voice finally came from over there.

"Please report the identification number."

"1134514, let the leader speak."

Tallulah stood beside her expectantly, while Ren adjusted his neckline like a general.

"Yes, Mr. Ren." The cardinal's messenger replied, and the rustling sound resumed. Ren made a reassuring gesture to Tallulah and waited quietly.

The next action plan was already in his mind, and at this moment, he heard a female voice from the other side of the microphone.

"Ren?"

The electromagnetic interference was very loud, but it was indeed a female voice, and it was immediately obvious who it was.

"W?"

Ashes froze for a moment, never expecting the advance team to be led by a cockroach spirit, where is Hedley?What about Carlson?

There was something wrong with the expression on Ren's face, and Tallulah couldn't help asking: "Teacher, is there something wrong with the mercenary group?"

"No, no..."

"Woman, still call you teacher?" The voice on the other end of the microphone suddenly became strange, and the tone was drawn out.

"Hey, Ursas's little life is going well, have you forgotten that there is still a bill to settle between the two of us?"

There was a voice of joy and aggrieved mixed in the strange tone.

"Is it Ren? Woohoo, I miss him so much!"

Snapped!

Ren hung up directly, leaving Tallulah in a daze. She only heard a female voice with a strange tone, and she didn't see the two talking about business.

"Teacher, what is this?"

"Ahem, cough, don't worry, everything is under my control."

Ashes adjusted his glasses, looking at the increasingly dense snowflakes.

The storm is coming.

Chapter 190 Nine Cockroaches and Killer Whales!

Thousands of miles away, on the border of Ursus.

The fierce Sarkaz mercenaries occupy every high point. They are holding Colombian automatic repeating crossbows, wearing Victoria alloy heavy armor, warlocks and Sarkaz's ancient staff, which can be said to be armed to the teeth.

Even if it is the brand of the world, this level of armament surpasses that of the Ursus regular army. After all, this country is famous for its stupidity, big blackness, and the fineness of individual soldiers' equipment depends on the group of war merchants in Colombia.

Infrared, thermal imaging, and individual communicators are all available. Now the Cardinals are no longer the mercenary group that makes a living. As Kazdel’s black gloves, everyone has more than three combat experiences. They can rely on their equipment advantages to fight back and forth with Sarkaz Centurion.

It is no exaggeration to say that the advance team of 300 people is enough to crush the integration movement of thousands of people to collapse on the spot.

Such an elite mercenary was standing silently, with the wind and snow piled up on his shoulders, motionless like ice sculptures, only the voices in the team were very lively.

"Captain W hasn't lost his temper for a long time, and who provoked her, isn't he in a good mood this way?"

"Ghost knows, why don't you ask?"

"I dare not."

"What's the matter? Captain Butterfly said that she has become much more gentle. At most, she will hang you on a tree to freeze."

"Is that what he calls tenderness? Anyone who has anything to do with her will be in bad luck for eight lifetimes."

Several people started laughing, at this moment, a devil-like voice suddenly sounded, making them fall into an ice cellar.

"Hehe, use the team communication to gossip about me?"

Damn, it's W!

The few people who were about to face catastrophe froze, and then heard the conversation from the communicator.

"Those people who were gossiping about me just now went five kilometers across the country, and they found a rope to hang from a tree by themselves, do you understand?"

Not to mention a few mercenaries running like hell, in the middle of the line, on an off-road vehicle full of antennas, W sneered and dropped the communicator, with his slender legs resting on the dashboard, cursing.

"These bastards are getting bolder and dare to speak ill of my mother behind their backs."

A burly man with a bow tied on his head poked his head out and said in a low voice, "Captain, you've really become gentle now. In the past, these bastards would have been dried corpses. Oh, they weren't there back then." People dare to gossip about you."

As if flattering, unexpectedly W's brows stood on end, and he replied coldly: "Butterfly, you want to take off your clothes and go for a run?"

"Uh, I don't want to at all, I'm afraid the boys in the group will fall in love with me." Butterfly moved aside a little, and pointed to the side: "Then when will we release Garson?"

An old mercenary who was bundled into a rice dumpling was struggling like a salted fish. Butterfly went over to remove the stinky sock from his mouth, and Garson immediately cursed.

"W! You're messing around again, I'm going to tell Ryan to beat your ass!!"

"Hehe, I don't know who killed whom, just stuff it back for him."

W shrugged indifferently, listening to the angry 'woo hoo' sound behind him, narrowed his eyes.

Well done, I went to Usas to accept female students, people who didn't know thought this bastard was on vacation.

She turned her head and saw Ceobe gritted her teeth and looked at her, and suddenly had an idea.

"Still mad at me?"

"W, you are a villain! Why don't you let me talk to Ren?" Ceobe sniffed, making W show a disgusted expression.

"You're almost frozen like a dog, and you don't need to wear two more clothes."

"Dressing up like those people outside, Ren will not recognize me, no, Teresia said that you are changing the topic, don't try to fool Ceobe!"

The righteous words that the silly dog ​​said made W even happier.

"I didn't change the subject, think about it, you froze all the way to find Ren, and he hugged and enjoyed it, isn't it bad?"

"What does it mean to hug left and hug right?"

"Uh, there is a girl who wants to snatch him away, and then get married and have children. I have taught you this meaning last time."

Ceobe tilted her head, thought for a while, and changed her expression instantly.

"That won't work! Take me to him quickly!"

She grabbed W's arm and shook it from side to side, with great force, shaking W so dizzy that the corners touched the car window.

"Take it easy, I will arrange it." W said, and took out another Kazdel sausage from his bosom. Ceobe took it, ate it happily, and ignored her again.

They came here all the way, and they are familiar with the road. Butterfly was envious of the simplicity of Ceobe's happiness, and quickly came to his senses when he heard W's question.

"How far are we from that bastard?"

"The straight-line distance is [-] kilometers, but we have to cross the national border and avoid the Ursus pickets. Fighting will waste some time."

The integration movement was always moving, and the closer it was to the Ursus army, the more it would be. W leaned back on the chair and thought for a long time, then suddenly grinned.

"Let Garson take you, I'll go first, remember to look after the food, don't be eaten by Ceobe."

As W said, she was about to open the car door, but Hu Die quickly stopped her.

"Captain, a Sarkaz has entered the territory of Ursus, this is very dangerous!"

"It's just that I can't wait. Besides, isn't danger as common as breathing?" W wanted to leave, but seeing that hand still didn't let go, his smile became more and more dangerous.

"Did the recent me give you an illusion?"

"How dare you, Captain." Butterfly quickly let go, and said with a dry smile, "Since you value Ren so much, just ask him to clarify."

The two froze, W looked up and down the old subordinate, and his smile became as warm as winter again.

"Hehe, it's none of your business!"

Rolling his eyes, and ignoring the mercenary, W jumped out of the car.

The oncoming snowflakes, the snow past the bottom of her boots made her shiver, and she cursed.

I'm so full that Ursus will come to make me suffer!

say clearly?

W took out a photo in his arms, which was a remake of a wanted warrant, with a girl in red on it.

Her hair is very long, and she holds an exaggeratedly large sword. The resolution is not high, and she can vaguely see the other party's beautiful face.

"Skadi, huh, Skadi."