Chapter 778 9. Secret Weapon
Today is Lyric’s last day in the military camp.
One hundred Hellfire soldiers stood in two rows, with their chests held high and their hands behind their backs.
Three months of hard training formed their dark complexions and strong bodies.
If his nephew had worked as hard as they did, he would not have died in the rat tide...
Lyric thought happily, but continued to keep a straight face, looking inhumane.
"Today is the last day. I have trained you for three months, and two professionals have appeared..." Lyric glanced at some soldiers who quietly puffed up their chests: But I am not very satisfied! "
"Have you ever really killed an enemy with your own strength? "
Lyric ignored a hundred angry looks and slowly took off his coat.
"Just pull the trigger? Even spinner pussies can do it! ”
Finally, he took off his wrist guards and wore only a set of Fast clothes. He waved to the soldiers who had been with him day and night for three months: "Let me see what you are capable of now."
The soldiers did not move.
"What are you doing standing still? You don't even have the courage to fight with humans? Then when you see rat men on the battlefield, you should run away quickly...a bunch of cowards."
Finally someone Unable to bear it anymore - the only two professionals in the team stepped forward one after another, and they led the others to rush out.
Lyric was instantly overwhelmed by a hundred soldiers. He couldn't see anything, only the rising dust and shouts.
Ten minutes later, soldiers fell all around. Lyric still stood there, his face bruised and swollen, breathing rapidly.
But he still won, relying on the elite warrior's physique and combat skills to defeat a hundred soldiers.
This is the cruel gap between professionals and ordinary people.
Lyric stood up straight again: "Do you see the gap between you and me? Without that musket, you are nothing!"
The soldiers got up silently, saying nothing. Didn't say.
"So remember, it was Lord Annan who gave you the future!" Lyric's tone gradually softened, and he rubbed his chin and grinned: "But I almost lost... What a group of great guys. Go with this energy. Win the championship!”
The soldiers looked at each other and gathered around in tacit understanding.
"What do you want to do?"
"Thank you, Instructor Lyric." One of the professionals said gratefully, and then grabbed his arm.
Others rushed forward, and Lyric was caught off guard and lifted up, thrown into the air, and then caught and thrown up.
"Damn it! I'm not a child, put me down -"
But the smile still appeared on Lyric's face.
Lyrick didn’t say anything, but he was already very proud of these young men in his heart.
One hundred civilians without any talent, relying on three months of hard training, gave birth to two professionals, second only to the elite squad of the Guards Corps trained by the Lord of Annan City.
The same scene appeared all over the camp.
Three months of contact cemented their friendship. Some instructors took in some students, and some even chose to become members of the Hellfire Legion.
How happy they are at this time, how sad the other two legions are.
Obviously, Hellfire is regarded as the main army. They were the first to expand and install the latest weapons and equipment. They did not need patrols or guards. Their only mission was to eliminate the enemies of Liberty City.
"We can only stay in Liberty City and protect the adults." Standing at the gate of the camp, Losi complained.
"Be content, we will go anywhere, you don't know how bad some places are." Jack only felt that Losey was sarcastic.
"How come, isn't it said that the vampires are full of handsome men and beauties, and there are flowers everywhere?"
"Then let's change it?"
Losie chuckled: "I'm not stupid. " Losey and Jack can only hope that the elite team can give the Hellfire Legion a hard lesson in tomorrow's game.
Femi came from a distance, Losey and Jack showed false smiles, reached out and touched their fists.
"What are you talking about?"
Femi said in a low voice. His composure made him seem more than ten years older than both of them.
"We are talking about..."
"Krian...I don't know how he is." Losi sighed.
Annan's reputation has spread throughout the Middle-earth, and the North has been gathering survivors. He should know about Free City...
"He has no face to show up again." Jack sneered, "If he dares to come out, I will let him taste my cowhide boots."
Krian had already left when Jack became the commander of the army. , without the friendship of fighting side by side, he simply regarded Kerian as a bastard who betrayed Annan and them.
Losie hesitated to speak, wanting to say that Kerian was not that bad, maybe there was something hidden... but people always change.
……
A new day has arrived.
Everywhere in Liberty City looked like a grand opening ceremony.
Residents dressed in their favorite team’s clothes took to the streets to share food. Spectators who did not buy tickets gathered outside the Master's Tower, looking up at the arena projected by the Master's Tower with flying flags.
Annan sat in the front row, Olmedo and Itilia sat on both sides, and behind them were Fast and others.
Olmedo was whispering to Annan: "I thought you would let soldiers fight, but I didn't expect it to be through football."
"We can't let them shoot each other with magic guns. In the end, they will survive. The legion that comes down wins, right?”
Only an abyss demon can do such a thing.
Annan already knew the final result of the bet between the Hellfire Legion and the instructors from Fermi, so he told the soldiers of the elite team before entering the field: No mercy.
Two teams entered the game: the Hellfire Legion and the Guards Legion.
The Hellfire Legion has better coordination, but the Guards Legion with all professionals is twice as strong.
"Annan, who do you think can win?" Itilia asked.
"Guards Corps." Annan didn't even think about it.
"Because you trained them?"
"Actually, I didn't train much..." Annan told the truth, "I believe they can win because of the secret weapon..."
"What is that? Is it related to fish!" Layla's head popped up next to Itilia.
“Secret.”
The two teams each sent ten players to the field, and the game began with the cheers of the audience.
Annan hopes to recall the past through the game, but just like the love story of Jack and Rose on the ship turned into the Mage Tower...this game is destined to be changed beyond recognition.
The football rules of Liberty City allow physical collisions, which are equivalent to the rules of football and rugby. As soon as the whistle blew, the Guards quickly gathered together. The professionals behind them cast spells, released the magician's hands, raised the football, and then were guarded by the team members and rushed towards the Hellfire goal.
Mr. Fast said suspiciously: "Why doesn't something seem right..."
Annan, who was holding his forehead, raised his head: "Soldiers used to be ordinary people, but now they are professionals There is also a spell caster, isn’t it normal to be beaten like this?”
Itilia listened quietly, the corners of her mouth curved.
It turns out that this is the secret weapon Annan said.
(End of this chapter)