Chapter 56: The Spy War (2)

As the core of the defense line, Bayesque was completely shrouded in the clouds of war. Soldiers who used to wear military uniforms to contribute to the urban economy were now carrying weapons back and forth on the streets. Few merchants dared to do business with such soldiers, so the shops were closed in a hurry.

Those who have a way out, they left the city that was destined to become a battlefield, and those who stayed in Bayesque were either small vendors with no connections or families like the Kadu family who could not evacuate.

"Western flavor" has been open. Even if the market is depressed and the income is not enough, Western flavor must open the restaurant door, leaving a listless and panic-

The Kadu family can't run away, nor can they run away.

Because the city lord of Bayesk is now Fried, the eldest son of the Kadu family.

Ahem, the former city lord was exposed, and before the city was closed, he was "convicted" and "demolished" to Tram, which is thousands of kilometers away from Bayesque, and became the city lord.

So Fried became the lord of Bayesque. Under the magnificent power of the Crusaders, the entire family was nailed to the city to stabilize the hearts of the people.

"The God of Light is above, bless the damn Chinese people not to defeat Bayesque..."

A young man with a Western flavor blocked the door, watching the big-headed soldiers passing by constantly, praying like the gods he believed in.

After hearing the prayers of their companions, the other guys were depressed. Their root was Bayesque and they had nowhere to hide. They could only wait for the Chinese army like a demon to come here.

"The eldest young master is right, why should we accept being the city lord? If he doesn't become the city lord, we can find a way to escape, but now we can only hold it in the store..." A guy complained softly, because Fried is the city lord, and they are miserably listed as the army in the roster and were notified to continue to stick to the restaurant and ensure business.

Dark God!

Is there anyone open like this?

The guys were blocked at the door and refused to let the guests in!

"Second Young Master!"

The respectful salute next to him made the young man who had just complained shudder. After he stood up off guard, he wanted to squeeze his body into the wall!

Oh my God, the second young master is a mercenary master who kills without blinking. The young man who just complained was trembling and waiting for the heavy rain to come. Legend has it that the mercenary's ears are very sensitive and can easily distinguish the movements within dozens of meters...

When Arkansas saw the guy who was complaining just now trembling like a sieve, he felt a faint pity. If he was in the empire, there were all men who blatantly used military force with his boss, how could he easily decide the life and death of his boss like here!

"Continue to get stuck here."

After leaving this sentence lightly, Arkansas left the restaurant, which made the scared young man breathe a sigh of relief - the God of Light is above, the second young master is in large numbers!

The streets are terrible, and the entire city seems to be in silence on the closed shops. On the window, there are eyes secretly watching everywhere in the cracks of the door. Citizens who are uneasy about the future can only stay in their nests like fools, waiting in despair for the arrival of terror.

The shops in the entire city were paralyzed, but the business on one street became even more prosperous.

Weapon Street!

The panicked citizens recognized the propaganda of the Crusaders and felt that having weapons in their hands would have certain protection for their safety after the war came, but they didn't know that if they really entered street fighting, the civilians with weapons would be wiped out by the soldiers as enemies!

"Ignorance..."

The prosperous weapon street made Arkansas sympathize with the wisdom of the petty citizens. Reminding the empire's ridicule of the divine power, Arkansas felt more and more correct in the empire's universal values.

With this mentality of being drunk and awake, Arkansas walked into a gun store called "Old Uncle's Weapons Store".

The store was crowded with people, and at least twenty customers were flooded in the store with more than 50 square meters. The lifting of the weapon ban and the approaching war made the owners of the weapon store make money - the army seemed to have made a lot of money.

"I want a surveillance magic array without castration, for military use!" Arkansas directly found the old man who was cashier and said his secret code.

"The shop has no military use," the old man's shoulder trembled slightly.

"ten times!"

“There is no shop.”

"Eleven times! The most!"

“Double it!”

"Are you sure you double it?"

The old man shook his head, then called a guy and signaled him to take the guest to the basement.

Finally, this set of evil-fun codes ended!

The code is disgusting. Arkansas always feels that the guy who designed this code must have fallen into the eyes of money.

Arkansas did not surprise him from a house, which was at least ten meters underground. The basement covering an area of ​​at least two hundred square meters did not surprise him. After a burly man replaced the guy who led the way, he brought Arkansas to the suite without saying a word. He opened the mechanism without knowing it. The walls of the suite opened, and a staircase appeared that made people's scalp numb.

The dim light source made the deep stairs look extremely deep, and the man made an invitation to signal Arkansas to go in.

"Pretending to be a ghost..."

Arkansas silently slandered, strode in, and then the wall closed, and after adapting to the dim light source, Arkansas walked forward along the stairs.

The stairs have always been facing downward. After Arkansas walked nearly 100 floors, his eyes suddenly became clear, and a weapon room of about 80 square meters appeared in front of him.

Various high-end and high-end weapons are placed in the weapon room like works of art - the empire-made God-killing sniper rifle is among them. Although it is three generations that have been missing for more than ten years, who doesn’t know the reputation of God-killing, who is playing with guns?

"Interesting..." Arkansas praised silently.

The weapon room in front of him made his previous attributive pretending to be a joke. Even if someone discovered it here, he would only sigh that the store’s unpredictable ghosts and gods were unpredictable, and would not think of another use.

For example—

Top secret communication place.

A man in his thirties was concentrating on fiddling with a bunch of parts. From the appearance of the parts, Arkansas speculated that it should be the legendary assassinator - a very famous spy special weapon, with a super small caliber, super powerful, and a very strange appearance!

The assassination is customized based on the concealed objects. Because of the strangely shaped and shaped camouflage prototype, the structure of the assassination is very different. For example, a custom-made assassination inside a guitar must be consistent with the entire guitar structure and must stand scrutiny. Even if it is opened, it cannot be found. If you do not have enough experience, it will be difficult to assemble it!

However, the pair of parts in front of me are only a few dozen, and they should not be particularly complicated and rare.

Arkansas's arrival did not make the man who was fiddling with the parts stand up. After Arkansas smiled secretly, he sat down casually and watched the man wiping his weapons with relish.

It's nothing more than showing off your skills!

Let you show off!

I heard that this move was all the tricks the commander played when meeting his unruly subordinates. Arkansas wanted to see how this guy in front of him continued to play!

He is not a subordinate, but the newly appointed leader of the Bayesque intelligence team!

The team leader who came down with the orders of the Military Intelligence Bureau was not the subordinates of this group of terror who had been living in Bayesque for many years!

I see how you continue playing!

With a little unpredictable thought, Arkansas watched the guy in front of him perform with relish, and then slowly chewed Tristan's archives again.

A talented student from the Third Secret Service Academy who had never had a sign, had an elite who solved the General Staff spy case one year after joining the company. Later, for some unexplainable reasons, he was transferred to the Bayesque Intelligence Group to be responsible for intelligence collection. Over the past ten years, he developed the Bayesque Intelligence Group to almost the size of an intelligence station.

Definitely a very difficult guy!

After flashing through his boss's advice before leaving, Arkansas continued to watch Tristan's performance.

Unexpectedly, Tristan didn't say a word, gathering spirits and fiddling with gods for two hours, but two hours later, he still did not complete the few dozen parts in front of him, and even the outline was not assembled.

Arkansas is not a fool, he did not clap his hands like a fool and tell the truth:

Come and see, this guy doesn't know how to assemble it.

He continued to keep his enthusiasm, observing carefully like observing his predecessors' teachings, which was even more solemn than the way a scholar master listened to the class.

In fact, Arkansas was also wondering which kind of artifact this was to adapt to. After watching it for so long, he had no idea.

Agents never lack patience, Tristan does this, and Arkansas does this.

So two hours passed in a flash...

Both sides were silently "confronting each other" and felt like they were hard to get off.

Tristan unexpectedly chose to admit defeat, even though he launched this malicious warning.

"Sir, you should be able to assemble him, right? I am really powerless."

Although Tristan broke the silence first, he struggled to death, as if he continued to give Arkansas a warning.

"Is this... going to embarrass me?"

Although Arkansas knew that Tristan was not kind, he did not refuse. For his rebellious subordinates, a boss who dared not even try would definitely not win their true respect!

Arkansas walked forward, spreading the chaotic parts flat without any politeness or refusal.

"The more parts the assassination person has, it means that its shape is complex. From another perspective, the more precise the objects it is embedded in and disguised. But no matter how many parts there are, what we need to do is to first estimate its outline, and then fill in small parts according to the outline. Although there will be mistakes and omissions in it, don't worry, take your time..."

While operating, Arkansas recalled the words of the instructor.

It is not difficult in theory to guess prototypes from dozens of parts, but there is always a gap between theory and reality!

When he actually started, Arkansas quickly overturned his guessed prototype. He had guessed guitar, violin, etc. Although the general outline echoed, the missing parts made the outline imperfect!

No, none of them!

Although Arkansas was a little anxious, he was not confused and continued to try.

It was not until he suddenly had a flash of inspiration that he could recall it.

"It's actually it!!!"

Tristan looked weird. After looking at these not-complex structural parts, he felt that his guess was correct.

Wow!

Arkansas messed up the parts that had been fiddled with for a long time, "Sorry, I can't do anything!"
To be continued...