Act 123: The Night of Battle
The battle is not over yet, and the night is still deep.
Although New York is the largest city in New England, the economic center of the north of the United States, it was not long ago the political center of the United States.
However, even in such a core city in the United States, gunfights still happen every day.
However, the intensity is not much like today.
As a child, Ram is not afraid of death.
He will not be distracted by fear of death, nor will he feel compassion for his enemies.
Under the cover of the night, he was wearing dark clothes and slowly crawled on the ground.
After another round of shooting, Drake took advantage of the gap in the change of bullets and shouted, "Ram?" and found out that the child Doug sent to him had gone.
Although he was a little anxious, Drake did not look for Ram.
Whether it is the battle of cold weapons or the battle of hot weapons, it is the most intense confrontation for people and cannot tolerate any distraction.
While Drake was flicking, he adjusted his breathing rhythm to cool his nerves a little while in order to preserve his physical strength.
In the gap between the two sides, Ram gradually touched the bunker in front of the enemy's position.
He took out all the grenades hanging around his waist and pulled the pull rings apart, as if he was treating a toy. It seemed careless, but in fact he waited in an orderly manner.
They were only thrown out when they reached the last second of their impending explosion, and they did not give the enemy any time to react.
Although the militia organization organized by members and bosses of the North American Fuel Association is not very good at combat literacy.
But people have a great growth potential. When they see something thrown in from outside, they are the first reaction to grab it and throw it out.
If this grenade is thrown in just after the pull-up ring is opened, the handling is extremely correct.
However, it is definitely not a good idea to grab a grenade that is about to explode.
Unfortunately, they didn't know when the grenade exploded.
"Bang!"
Ram, leaning against the cover, felt like an earthquake shaking.
The soil, unknown pieces, kept falling from the sky above the bunker.
Under such harsh conditions, Ram did not stop the work at hand.
The grenade was still thrown by him in front of him.
Some grenades are dead.
Some grenades explode when they hit the ground.
Some grenades exploded in mid-air.
In the night, fire balls that explode from time to time swallowed the enemies one by one.
"This is……"
Even Drake, a veteran of war, was still stunned.
Although he is a veteran in combat and is familiar with the battlefield without fear, it does not mean that he is an excellent combat commander. His level of commanding battles is only an average level in this era.
and……
Even if he is willing to command, how could his "brothers" be willing to perform tasks that are extremely risky and die if they are accidentally killed?
After all, what everyone wants to do is to make money.
"Can't it..."
Drake suddenly thought of the disappearing Ram. Could it be that this big scene was created by that child?
"No!"
The other party's people were even more shocked than Drake.
The financial backers who organized this team not only maintained a shocked expression on their faces, but also bleeding in their hearts.
To maintain such a combat-capable team, the money it takes is definitely not a small amount.
In his opinion, the dead people are not living lives, but piles of gold coins.
When he held the telescope and vaguely estimated that his losses, the people who were really in the battle were not so objective.
Never overestimate human will to fight.
If you want to win a battle, you don’t have to kill everyone, just kill some of them.
10% is less than 20%.
20% is less than 30%.
Unfortunately, the enemy Ram faced was not the so-called elite.
With just one round of bombing, they were already collapsed.
White cloth strips lingered on the top of the branches and fluttered in the wind in the night.
Drake was still a little unbelievable when he saw the white flag.
Surrendered?
Did the opposite surrender?
Could it be a fraudulent surrender?
Drake was still hesitating and did not rush out to "receive prisoners" as soon as possible.
Although Drake saw their white flag, although the financial owner saw it, it was in the blind spot of Ram's vision.
What's more, even Ram saw it.
I don’t necessarily know what the use of this white cloth strip is.
Although he has no grenades, he still has a gun.
He continued to crawl, changed to a tricky angle, and a bullet wiped out an enemy.
When Drake heard the gunshots, he no longer hesitated and asked his subordinates to continue attacking.
Fighting becomes a one-sided form.
The opponent who lost his will to fight was still cursing at first.
But when the cursing person is shot and falls, the defeat is faster.
The cautious Drake did not pursue it.
However, a smile appeared on his face.
It seems that I am going to make a big profit...
Ram, covered in dust, is back.
Drake saw Ram's face and felt a different feeling.
...
Although ocean navigation technology has still developed in the long term compared to the Age of Discovery, safety has been greatly improved.
However, it still takes a long time to travel from America to Europe.
It is most taboo to have patients on board.
Because no one knows whether the patient's disease will be contagious.
However, Gao Fei, who was caught from the sea, was still suffering from a fever, but he was not returned to the sea again.
because……
If you have money, you can do whatever you want.
The older gentleman paid for the money, and the money paid was enough to buy the lives of a ship of people.
The captain was naturally fearless.
However, Gao Fei did not fully recover his mind until he was about to dock.
"Thank you." Gao Fei, who was sober, was more calm than before.
"Child, are you willing to do things with me?" asked the old gentleman kindly.
"No! I'm looking for my boss! He must be waiting for me!" Gao Fei struggled and said.
"Your boss? Child, do you know where we are going now?"
Gao Fei looked at the wooden boards of the boat and shook his head.
"We're going to Europe soon. We'll be parked in London. Is your boss in the UK?"
"No...he's in New Haven..."
"Well..." the older gentleman pondered for a moment, "If you really can't bear to part with your boss, why not work with me and make money to buy a boat ticket and return to the United States?"
"But... I don't know much. I'm afraid I can't help you, sir." Gao Fei apologized.
"My child won't be able to learn."
"It's...sir..."
"My child, don't think too much, go to the deck to relax." said the old gentleman.
Chapter completed!