Chapter 700 Uneasy

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Hanok was shocked and shocked. He turned around and looked at the short figure in front of him in disbelief. Originally, there was only a pile of rocks and old trees, but now, there is a bald man quietly sitting on the stone. Hanok swore that he didn't see anyone in that direction when he sent the information just now. But now, this man is sitting there like a ghost.

If he hadn't made a sound, Hanock wouldn't even know that he had been approached!

Hanok shrank half a position slightly, which was enough distance for him to easily roll into the cave. In the hole, he is hiding a rocket. Hanock has even begun to calculate that it only takes him about a second to turn over into the hole. Then after two seconds, you can take up the barrel placed at the edge of the hole and launch it in one second. At that time, if the bald man rushed in, he would enjoy the pleasure of bombing rockets at close range.

Of course, it is estimated that Hannock himself will not survive such consequences. But what does it matter? The man in front of him makes him feel too dangerous. It's dangerous enough to keep him here forever. In this case, he thinks it's enough to kill this guy.

However, this goal should be achieved. First, ask the damn man to divert his eyes from himself for a while, otherwise if he moves, he will definitely attract pursuit. Hanoke rolled his eyes and said, "Are you from the Order?"

"What? I don't look like it?" The bald man said with a smile.

Hanok shook his head and said, "If you are from the Knights, you should do it before I send a message. Or is it all an illusion I see?"

"No, no..." The bald man shook his head and smiled: "What you see is true, and I am indeed a member of the Knights. Actually, I'm Frank. You are Flying Fish Hanok, aren't you?

"Frank? Commander of the 9th Army! How did you know me?"

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't mean to remember you. It's just that I have a good memory, and I won't forget any of you pirate captains who have been rewarded. Frank looked up and down at Hannock and said, "It's just that I didn't expect that a pirate captain would change his job to become a scout."

"It's my honor to serve that adult. It's not much different for me to be a captain or a scout." Hanoke said, "It's your leader Frank, but you deliberately leaked the information. If the Pope's Hall knows about this, your situation will certainly be quite embarrassing, right?

Frank seemed to be woken up by him and suddenly shook his whole body.

In an instant, Hanok felt the sight of the bald leader drift away from him.

Good opportunity!

He immediately flashed, but as soon as his body moved, he saw Frank showing a deep smile.

Suddenly, Hanok felt the heaviness of his body. His brain has desperately issued instructions, but his body's feedback has been seriously delayed. In just one second, it became as long as a century. The hole behind him became an unreachable shore.

Hurry up! Hurry up!

Hanok roared in his heart.

"You're still too slow, even if I deliberately want to release water."

Frank's figure sounded behind his head, and Hanock's brain suddenly went blank. It turns out that the knights in front of him have disappeared.

Then, a cold feeling came from the back of the waist. Hanock's body paused, but the action of soaring into the air made people pull down with one hand. It was Frank. The bald man took Hanock's hand and pulled him down, and the machete was pushed into Hanock's waist in the other hand.

The machete directly cut the kidney on Hanok's waist, scraped it in the spine, and finally pulled it out with blood and meat crumbs.

The blood mist sprayed sharply, which sprayed Frank's body red. Frank stretched out his tongue and gently rolled up a drop of blood falling from above and sent it into his mouth, showing a look of enjoyment.

Hanock was sore and numb, and Frank lost all his strength with a knife. He gasped and desperately tried to condense a little counterattack, even the weakest power!

"Gone with it." Frank lowered his head and whispered in Hanok's ear, "I know what you want to do, but I won't give you a chance." Soon, I will send you away. Things in this world have nothing to do with you, but before you leave, I can answer a question. You see, I'm still very kind."

Want to know why I deliberately asked you to send the information back? Because in that way, your army will be fully prepared, and at that time, Leo's repression will be difficult. A lot of people will die, I think. This is exactly what I, no, it should be what my master wants.

"Human beings, species like you, my master doesn't care about which side has suffered heavy losses. The master only cares about whether you die enough. Yes, he said that to me in his mind. Frank clung to Hanok's head like a pervert, closing his eyes to reveal the appearance of a drug addict immersed in the world of drugs: "My master, he is omnipotent. He is the Lord. Walking in his country, I will be loved."

Hanok just wanted to scold something, but suddenly his body shook. He lowered his head, and his pupils reflected Frank's machete constantly haunting his waist. After a few knives, Hanock's pupils gradually spread. However, Frank still didn't stop. It was not until he poked the captain's body into a rag bag that Frank threw the body to the ground, then wiped the machete clean on Hanock's body and put it back into the scabbard.

"You should be happy because you died on my knife. Because I have feelings when I kill you. If it's the owner, when he cleans the earth, you are just one of the thousands of ants that are cleaned. For the owner, there is nothing special about big or small ants. Then you won't have the privilege as you are now." Frank said to himself and flashed at the same time. After a moment, he disappeared into the woods.

The night was vast, and the wind blew through the woods, making the branches tremble, as if the world was also uneasy about it.

The next day, Zero, who was far away in the Cannon fortress, received a message from Hanock. Soon, Zero held a combat meeting. Naturally, the meeting was held in the command room, and the plasma board showed a complete map of the blood-stained road. A red circle was painted on a highland more than 3,000 kilometers away from Cannon. Ling pointed here and said, "The army of the Pope's Hall has reached this position. According to the information from Hanock, the army sent by the Pope's Hall this time is between 20,000 to 30,000 people!"

A big ** suddenly appeared in the command room.

Twenty or thirty thousand people are not a small number. Even if you stand and let them kill one by one, they will be soft. What's more, these are regular soldiers in the Pope's Hall, and their equipment is not much worse, even if they are not the best. And even if they are new recruits, they must know how to shoot. When you think about being bombarded by 20,000 or 30,000 rifles, it will also make the calmest people scream.

Feng and Su and others look better, but the wild tigers have changed their color. You know, they haven't fought a large-scale battle with the Pope's Hall, and their faces suddenly faded. Even Cinderila looked at Zero worriedly.

Zhong nodded gently to her and then looked at the crowd: "If you were the commanders of the Knights, how would you fight this war?"

Manshan scratched his head and said, "How to fight? Their advantage is very obvious. Even if they are pushed flat, it is enough to flatten us."

"That's right."

Ling Chao pointed to the barbarian mountain and smiled and said, "The number of troops is their absolute advantage. Coupled with a large number of chariots and mecha troops, even if we hide in the fortress, they can turn us into scum. If there is a head-on confrontation, then we will definitely lose.

"Head, do you mean a circuitous guerrilla?" Feng raised his hand and asked.

"No, the area between us and the Knights is mostly plains. If you fight guerrillas here, it will be easy for them to eat. Zero shook his head and nodded the eternal mountains not far away: "We still have to fight them head-on, but not anywhere on the blood-stained road. But here, that's right, the Eternal Mountains!"

"This is our designated battlefield. I have seen it in the western mountains, where there are several positions suitable for us to attack. All our soldiers, supplies and ammunition will be transferred and fought a battle with them there. Use the terrain there to limit the number and firepower advantages of the Knights to the greatest extent.

"But if we move to the Eternal Mountains, what about the fortress and what about the three towns of Tucson?" Hooker muttered, "Are we going to send them out like this?"

First of all, because of the previous two battles, we have damaged the dignity of the Pope's Hall. So this time, recovering the lost land is only secondary, and I believe their main goal is still to suppress it. Simply put, where we go, they will definitely follow. Ling paused and said, "Take a step back, if they are not in a hurry to regain their dignity and would rather occupy the fortress and Tucson towns, then give it to them."

This answer is obviously surprising, and several people can't accept it.

Manshan shouted, "Give it to them? That's the price of hundreds of lives, so we took advantage of the Pope's Hall in vain?

Zero raises his hand to indicate that he still has the following. He turned around and drew several circles on the map of the plasma board, each of which was an important city on the blood-stained road of the Pope's Hall: "We can give them the fortress, and naturally we can take other cities. The regular army in the Pontifical Council will not exceed 50,000. Now, in order to fight against us, the Pontifical Council has taken out more than half of the conventional troops.

"What does this mean?" Zero said lightly: "This means that their rear must be empty, and the garrison in many cities can't even reach the baseline. If the Pope's Hall is willing to let this empty military opportunity appear, then I have no objection to eating such a delicious cake or two. The value of any of these cities should be above the three towns of Canon and Tucson, right?

"If that's the case, then everything here in Canon doesn't seem so impossible to give up, does it?"