this is my ark journey

"Master Ashes, Your Excellency Hedley invites you to come to the bridge."

A Sarkaz came to report, Ren nodded, stepped into the elevator, and went straight to the bridge.

He concentrated the most powerful force in this raid. Of course, he didn't forget the direct line of the 'Red Sparrow'. He doesn't know some of the new members now, but they are definitely strong players in Sarkaz, just like the person in front of him.

A full set of Casimir war knight armor, the black armor is not weak in defense, and it is very light in weight. Renn behind his back can even see the heat sink on the back of his neck, which can increase his strength several times if necessary.

There is a storm saber hanging on his waist. The thick back of the blade has a bullet slot, which can be inserted into the source stone power bullet, so as to burst out more powerful force. There is also an imitation fully automatic repeating crossbow on his back, equipped with bursting projectiles, which can Said armed to the teeth.

Ryan's journey was not the only one that benefited him. From the Integrative Movement to Kazdel, the soldiers were all equipped with better equipment, and the Cardinals were a concentrated expression of the military weapons of various countries.

There were straight mercenaries standing in the corridor, and there were also Babel cadres patrolling back and forth. Ren even saw a Vaifan girl carrying a city-breaking spear more than two meters long. This weapon is just like its name, and it is also filled with origin stones. Power bullets can pierce even city walls after a series of closed-bore shots.

"That is......"

"The Tower of Babel belongs to the operator codenamed 'Bagpipe'. It is said that he was recruited from Victoria." Sarkaz explained.

"Well, the strength is good." Ren nodded, but quickly looked away. In future wars, this kind of elite fighters are no different from miscellaneous soldiers. It can be said that everyone who can be in a battleship is above this. .

An elite fighter and a commander who has experienced many battles, this is the confidence for a surprise attack. Ren is not reckless enough to kill a city by one person.

The protective door made of alloy opened, and Ren saw his old friend again. He stepped in and stretched out his right hand first.

"Hedley, we can work together again."

Holding both hands tightly, Hedley nodded heavily: "Two years ago, I didn't expect you to grow up to where you are today."

He has already heard about Kjerag's matter, which has gone far beyond the category of 'human'. Ashes is a comrade in arms, a companion, and a monster.

"Due to fate, I have to do it." Ren was very modest, looking around, all he saw were acquaintances.

Ines, Garson, Butterfly, and of course the elite Tower of Babel operatives headed by ace, all participated in the civil war in Ursus in advance in order to ensure concealment, and did not dispatch troops from outside.

"Let me make a long story short. Tallulah has already asked an infected person with special skills to pretend to be me. He is rushing to Kirov with the fleet, and the troops who will participate in the integration movement will wait in front of them with a rapid march."

"You don't believe in the Reunification Movement?" Ines asked, her long hair still showing some signs of burnt, obviously being taught a lesson by the reborn W.

"I can trust that, but they're everywhere and you have to be careful."

"Amiya has already brought people there, and infiltrators cannot escape her Originium skills." Ace said in a muffled voice, he wanted to gather more troops.

"Originstone skills are not reliable, I have to be more cautious." Ren has dealt with the God of Mystery before, but he dare not be naive.

"Alright, two hundred elite mercenaries and a whole Babel raid team are more than enough to attack the mobile city." Ace puffed up his chest, he was not good at raiding, anyway, Kirov had already attracted the main force of the enemy.

No, there is also a deep-sea hunter, an heir to Quiron, a pure-blood Wendigo and elite guerrillas, oh, I almost forgot the immortal.

Ren calculated the cards in his hand. There were [-] elite fighters and above. If it wasn't for concealment, the number could be doubled several times.

On the outskirts, the [-] integration movement army was feigning an attack, and the Casimir expeditionary army headed by the Silver Spear Pegasus was not idle, messing up the western part of Ursas like a sharp knife.Even beyond, there are the legions of Letania, the factories of Dragon Gate and Kjerag.

Counting from Kazdel, he has never fought this kind of wealth battle. If all the forces are added together, the number can reach one million, and there can be hundreds of warships.

"Everyone is working hard, we are just a sharp knife that stabs the enemy's heart." Ren raised his finger to the electronic map, and the two thick blue arrows were like a crab's pair of pincers.

"The Casimir Expeditionary Army has launched an offensive. The Ursas First Group in front of them has not received supplies for three months, and they can't stop the knight's front at all. In the northeast, a large-scale battle is about to start. , Even though the third group army has stronger data on paper, their morale has been shaken, and they have to use all their strength to maintain the current front."

The Third Army did not dare to take the initiative to attack, for fear of causing a large-scale rebellion. When the map was shrunk, more arrows were emerging from the border.

"Look, the two armies of Letania are converging northward, and the reinforcements from Longmen and Kazdel will also arrive. The outcome of the Kirov battle has been decided."

The sound of breathing is getting hotter and hotter, and you don't know you are in the middle of the game. You don't know how huge the scale is until you look down from a high place.

Hundreds of thousands of troops, hundreds of land ships, even the gods have to bow their heads. Anyway, Moratia dare not speak, and she doesn't even have the thought of molesting the female operators. One assault, no, a burst of salvo, he has to change into dross.

A thousand elites were selected from hundreds of thousands of troops to launch a surprise attack. This practiced the concept of the art of war of "combining righteousness with odds" and was also in line with Ren's habits.

It’s okay for him to point to the map and brag, but if he wants to command so many troops, it’s not easy to replace it with that doctor. War is not a game, and it involves communication, logistics, and even faction issues.

Ashes is good at slashing people, but he doesn't know how to strategize. In fact, this battle plan is all coordinated by Herag. Just preparing food and ammunition is enough to make people bald.

The military power is gathering, giving people an infinite sense of security, but after thinking about it, ace is definitely not right.

"Perhaps we can wait for Kirov to decide the winner. Once the Letanian army arrives, the Ursus Empire will not be able to resist even if it has three heads and six arms."

As soon as these words came out, everyone nodded one after another. Since he has a huge advantage, why bother to take the risk?

"First, I'm useless on the frontal battlefield." Ren stretched out a finger, but no one objected.

Everyone knew that Ashes was strong, but as long as he was still a living creature, it would be impossible for him to play a role in the decisive battle.

A salvo of thousands of heavy artillery can level the mountain peaks, and even if hundreds of thousands of soldiers do not resist, they can still kill Hui Ashes.

"Second, I can't waste too much time in Ursus. Don't forget, the enemies are not only demons."

Everyone nodded in unison, except that Ursus couldn't accommodate too many troops, and all countries should also reserve considerable combat power to prepare for emergencies.

For the rest of the minions, the countries on the sidelines, if someone jumps out to launch a sneak attack, they have to guard against it.

Ren nodded and asked Hedley to pull the map to the north, where the huge black mark was extremely conspicuous on the map, like the scars after the land was burned.

The heated atmosphere suddenly cooled down. If there were only Ursus, the combined strength of several countries could push the country evenly, but there was still a sneaky sharp knife behind it.

"It took half a month to advance thousands of kilometers, and there was no grass growing in the places we passed. Fortunately, Ursus is wide enough." Ren sneered, and the demon's soldiers had already reached Komi State, which was the former activity area of ​​​​the Patriot Guerrillas. .

Too fast, really too fast, it can be said that Ursas didn't resist at all, and he didn't even admit the existence of demons.

Ren's logic was simple. Victory comes at a price, so he stretched out his third finger.

"And in the end, I don't want human lives to be wasted in cannibalism!"

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The reasons are convincing. When Renn gave three reasons, the entire battle plan was decided.

Victory requires a price, and it is necessary to find out who the real enemy is, so some risks must be taken, and some things must be done.

Why do human beings become pawns, soak the earth with each other's blood, and give the advantage to the demons for nothing?Since it is impossible to disintegrate the enemy's infiltration with mouth cannons, we have to use physical methods to dig out the traitors hidden among human beings!

Time, the most important thing is time, even if Ren was decisive enough, from the moment he discovered the beginning of winter, he hurried on his way, made a plan, and launched an attack without delay for almost a second.

But these decisiveness can't dispel other people's plans for thousands of years. The game has been laid out, and it will take several times of effort to break the game.

The black landship and the black snow merged into one, and outside the bulletproof glass, the blood-stained snowmobile drove back quickly. Sarkaz, who was carrying a long gun, nodded slightly as a greeting.

Logos completed another hunt. Under the guidance of the drone, the conspiracy team cleared the way to ensure the stealthy navigation of the land ship.

Fortunately, the 'rumor' that black snow can cause ore disease has been spread. It is difficult to see merchants in the vast land of Ursus.

"The third team is back, and the five outposts in front have been cleared." Hedley came over with the latest information, and complained by the way: "I never thought I could sail safely in the hinterland of Ursas for so long."

"Thanks to the evil spirits, almost no one dared to patrol, and the radio station in the outpost was also severely disturbed. Presumably, the Central Command of Fort St. Jun was also in chaos, and no one was bothered to check." Ren spread his hands, and in a flash, His face became serious again.

"There are still two hundred kilometers away from Fort St. Jun. It will be a matter of time before they are discovered. They will contact the peripheral garrisons sooner or later."

"Uh, this is the information sent by the integration movement, you can take a look."

Renn took it, and after a glance, he was surprised. It turned out to be the intelligence from the Rebellion and Infiltration Department of the Integrated Movement. It basically said that Lieutenant General Deshka, the commander of the Fort St. Jun Garrison, took the initiative to contact him to discuss the price of surrender.

"Credible?" Hedley asked.

"I don't know. Judging from common sense, when the empire fails to respond to the declaration, the emperor will step down. Of course, a wise man will change his ship, but no one knows whether he has been corrupted by demons." Ren was very careful, He has seen too many possessing and eroding powers, and he cannot use logic to deduce them at all.

"Then don't respond, you can look at this one again."

Ren glanced again, sneered, and flicked the paper: "The tree falls and the sun is scattered. If the demons don't come too fast, I really want the Ursus Empire to disintegrate by itself."

This is a letter of appeal for help from Reinhardt, the former gendarmerie commander and the current reserve army commander. This army was in the north, and it came into contact with demons when it was retreating. It was too late to join the Kirov battlefield.

He has veterans of the northern border under his command, and he is currently relying on the northern important town of Petersburg to resist, but the empire has already forgotten about it, and the food has run out.

"They were saved, how about this, let Tallulah collect the transport plane and try to transport the supplies."

"This is only symbolic." Hedley reminded that Terra's aircraft are extremely valuable, and it is impossible to conduct strategic airdrops like the US imperialists.

"Including more than 50 citizens, there must be some hope." Ren can't do anything, he can resist for a second, it's a second, at least it can attract part of the demon's troops.

"Okay." Hedley made a record, but didn't walk away, which made Ren doubtful.

"The coordinates of the Patriots have changed?"

"No."

"Then you have something else to do?"

"Well, it's a little personal." Hedley squeezed out a smile. He deliberately didn't use his honorific title just now, and Ren's reaction also told him that this mercenary has not changed due to the improvement of status and strength, and his tense muscles have completely changed. Relax.

"After such a long time, the former mercenary has become the uncrowned king, so that Garson and Butterfly are afraid to come to you. The mother-in-law Ines is also careful when she speaks. I didn't expect that you still haven't changed at all."

As he said that, he handed out a cigarette. Ren didn't even think about it, just took it, put it in his mouth and took a puff: "Don't talk nonsense, my current status is not even as good as yours."

Hedley is at least the head of the regiment, and Ren is just a bastard except for a long list of honorary titles that he can't remember.

"Hehe, the ass can also mobilize several countries and millions of troops?"

"That's because I have a little bit of face."

The two looked at each other and laughed, and the feeling of being in Kazdel once again returned. There are some things between men that don't need to be explained at all. Hedley shook the soot and was about to speak, but was interrupted again.

"Do you remember Geraldine?"

Hedley thought about it. The Cardinals had changed several times over the years. He had also experienced too many people and things, and it took him a long time to recover.

"Oh, that gambling dog seems to belong to Team W, why did you suddenly mention him?"

"It's nothing, but if I say that the origin of this step is because I made a promise to him, do you believe it?"

Sarkaz was stunned for a while. With Ashes' current strength and status, Geraldine couldn't even be called an ant, and he wasn't even considered an important figure within the Cardinals.

But he thought and thought, and finally nodded heavily: "I believe."

"why?"

"Because you don't need to lie to me, but those existences are really unlucky, just because an old mercenary activated a monster." Hedley sighed, and he said something was wrong.

In the beginning, Ryan was a fish-hunting monster. He wanted to take the cardinal's ride to find the doctor. It made no sense to jump out and become a hero. Later, he learned that Ryan's original goal was to cure a deep-sea hunter's ore disease. Now the deep-sea hunter Still lying in the dragon gate, all kinds of immortals were killed by a dozen.

"Your goal is so crooked that it scares people to death."

"The world is impermanent. In my eyes, they are just ants." Ren stamped out the cigarette butt, and asked with a smile: "Do you think I need to put on airs?"

"You really don't need to care about your status if you can kill for such a random reason, and you don't need to care about other people's eyes." Hedley was holding the document and was about to do something. Gossip emoji:

"Oh, by the way, there is one more thing, thank you for being able to win W!"

"Is it so obvious? I haven't sprinkled dog food in front of you, have I? Could it be that W told you?"

"It's what I saw. The previous W was crazy, the kind of madness in which life is worse than death, but now it's more like putting death on the ground and rebirth. It's also a madman who doesn't want to die. One is for death and the other is for life. , the difference should be clear to you."

Ryan thought about it carefully, and it was true. The ultimate goal of walking towards death is different. As for what W lives for, there is no need to think about it.

"This crazy mercenary has a home, I'm really happy." Hedley took out another cigarette and lit it, his expression returned to his serious and rigid expression: "But there is something I want to ask you, Ren , will you make a choice?"

Cardinal is W's natal family. This is a question from my brother-in-law. He knows that Ryan's love life is not monotonous. If he chooses Skadi or others and hurts W, his big brother is weak, but he is also Dare to draw the sword to face each other.

"I really can't hide anything from you." Ren smiled wryly, without evading, or saying ambiguous words, let alone making any guarantees.

Just hold your head up, reach out your hand, and make a tight fist.

"I want it all!!"

.......

boom!

The steel fortress collapsed towards the center, and in the exclamation, the Ursus army of the brigade fled, but just as they ran out of the fortress, dense arrows shot from the side, and many people discarded their armor, and were immediately shot into blood gourd.

"It's a repeating crossbow! Retreat to the south!" The lieutenant colonel roared, leading hundreds of rout soldiers to flee south, but just after taking a few steps, some black shadows appeared in the sky.

The airborne backpack sent over a dozen elite guerrillas. The arrows fell from the sky. The lieutenant colonel who shot them dodged back and forth. fall.

boom! !

The cushioning of the jetpack didn't work at all. The visitor fell heavily, causing the ground to tremble. After seeing the opponent clearly, the lieutenant colonel sat back down and never had the courage to get up again.

"Bojocasti..."

The heavily armored patriot stood in the center of the rout holding a halberd, his iconic helmet hanging down slightly.

"Lieutenant Colonel, surrender."

This is advice, but also an order. When the legendary patriot falls in the middle of the crowd, everyone knows how many lives will be harvested by that halberd if he refuses.

The lieutenant colonel stared and let go of his saber after several seconds.

"All, lay down your weapons and surrender."