A leather boot kept rubbing on the turf of this rock, trampling the turf under his feet. The owner of the boots sat on a natural rock, which was not big enough to fit a man's ass. The man pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his jacket pocket and pulled one out of it. Somehow the cigarette fell to the ground, he picked it up with a curse, stuffed it in his mouth, and lit it.

He relaxes when the taste of nicotine fills his mouth to the fullest. At that moment, something sparkled in his eye. The man shrewdly caught the light, and it turned out to be the reflection of the armor shell of the flying car. The man took a cigarette in his mouth and picked up a tactical binoculars to look at it. Several flying cars suddenly broke into the sight, and the models were slightly different. The one that opened the road ahead was undoubtedly a tactical flying car, and the cannon battery mounted on the car was not an ornament. The latter two are ordinary personnel carriers, which belong to the small armored vehicle type and do not carry much capacity.

All three cars are painted with the image of the harpy and the sphinx, and on Babylon, the family crest representing Bethcord is enough to be recognized and valued by any family.

The man jumped up excitedly, spit out his cigarette, and stretched out his foot and stepped on it a few times. Then report with a headset: "Big brother, here they are." ”

"Coordinates?" Toure's voice rang out in the headset.

The man quickly reported a set of coordinates, then packed up his things and immediately left the hillside.

At the moment, Alan was in one of the flying cars. He sat in the passenger seat, one hand hanging from the edge of the window, his chin propped up. Although he looked out, he didn't know where he had flown to.

It's a rare leisure time where you don't have to think about tasks and what to do next. Just simply emptying your head, it's like going back to the thoughtless time of your childhood. At that time, her mother Lannie supported this small home, and life was difficult, but for Allen. That's when he was the happiest, even though he was no longer a dispensable little man, even though he was already well-known in various camps and was co-opted by all sides.

But if it can be exchanged, Alan would rather use the current one to exchange the time before the age of five.

Outside the window, a ray of sunlight shone from behind the mountain peak, and the moment it stinged Allen, he remembered that scene again.

Snow, severed fingers, rings!

He sighed.

The soldier who was driving the car gave him a strange look, and a trace of sadness flashed on the face of the young, promising young master sitting next to him. The warrior could not understand what else was there to be sad about a figure like him?

At this moment, Alan's ears twitched slightly. The trance on his face was instantly replaced by condensation, and Allen sat up straight and shouted, "Attention, air raid!" ”

Before the warrior next to him could react, a faint sense of oppression appeared in the sky. The warrior looked up, the sun was shining on the blue sky, and suddenly, two black dots appeared in the light, and they continued to expand.

The two missiles flying from behind the peaks in front of them, dragging their orange tail flames, drew two beautiful parabolas in the air, and then began to reduce their altitude and fall precisely towards the position of the ground convoy. At this moment, on the tactical flying car in front of the convoy, two physical cannon batteries roared, and the machine guns spewed a stream of shining tracer bullets, sweeping over the oncoming missiles like a fire whip.

Suddenly, there were two more shining red fireballs in the air. However, in the midst of the fireball, countless tiny black dots suddenly splattered. It would be a mistake to think that it was missile fragments. Pocket-sized warheads, each the size of a bullet, were actually hidden in the missiles, protected by several layers of armor, but their tails spewed a thin ray of fire that propelled them to fall faster.

This barrage, which accurately covered the entire convoy, fell instantly, and in an instant, a series of dense explosions hit the three flying cars, and the fireballs burst into one after another, and the sound of the explosion seemed to play hundreds of notes at the same time, and finally converged into a high accent.

Under this dense bombardment, there was little room to evade, and the three flying cars were overturned to the ground by the impact of the explosion, and the external armor of the vehicles was scorched black at least and deformed at worst. Bursts of scorching smoke rose from the hull of the car, and the door of the tactical flying car suddenly popped out, flying more than ten meters into the air, and then smashed to the ground, making a loud noise. Then Alan jumped out of the car door, stood on the door, and reached out to pull the bloody driver out.

The doors of the speeding cars opened one after another, and the people inside kept getting out. The attack came suddenly, and the power was not weak, but it couldn't blow up these flying cars. The people inside weren't killed, but they were just a little injured. The engines of the flying cars also did not continue to work, at least until they were repaired.

At this moment, several clouds of dust and smoke rose from the front. In the billowing smoke and dust, three armored flying cars drove away, and in a few moments they had already arrived at the scene of the attack. After a few turns, they finally stopped, but surrounded Alan and the others in the middle.

Alan was picking up a few warriors, Celine and Hubble came to his side, and the rest of the warriors gathered together. If Lieutenant Colonel Xiao were here, he would find that Allen's number of people at the moment was surprisingly small. In addition to him, there were also two strong men, Celine and Hubble, and the other five or six warriors were all drawn from various regiments. As for Regess, Noche and the others, none of them were missing.

The vehicles surrounding the line came to a halt, doors opened, and fully armed soldiers continued to emerge from inside. Toure was among them, but he had changed his outfit and no longer wore the uniform of an ordinary soldier to lure the enemy. The patriarch of the Goret family wore a close-fitting battle uniform today, covered with dark silver-rimmed armor, and the chest of the armor had the Golett hunter pattern.

Behind Toure, Grant and Alexander, two masters of reinforcements were among them. The iron tooth was covered with a heavy armor that even carried a rapid-fire cannon and two small ammo boxes underneath. He smacked a cigar and made a heavy muffled noise as he walked, smirking at Alan and the others. Logan and Fenri siblings were much quieter, Logan in dark armor and carrying a sword in his hand, still unsheathed, but faintly exuding murderous aura. Fen Li's strange eyes, which are light blue and almost white, reflect Allen's appearance. I don't know if it's because of her age, but she looked at Allen's gaze more curiously.

His eyes fell on Toure, and Alan smiled indifferently: "The Golett family is also a big deal, and even the 'June Flower' missile was used to deal with me. I was even flattered by the presence of His Excellency Toure himself. But looking at this situation, does Mr. Toure intend to let us go back alive? ”

Toure snorted, his gaze swept over Allen's team, and a deep suspicion welled up in his eyes: "You brought such a little bit of people?" ”

Including Allen, this team has no more than ten people. But three flying cars were used, which can be described as a waste. What's more, Toure had already received information before, and Allen had dispatched his hunting group alliance for this mission. Despite the heavy losses of the alliance in the previous battles, Roddy also sent about twenty family soldiers to Allen's use, and that number was definitely more than what he was looking for.

Alan spread his hands: "Or, how many people does Mr. Toure think?" ”

"Don't pretend to be a ghost, I know you're more than that, let them come out. Today, we're here to get things out of the way. Toure roared.

Alan laughed: "Solved? Dare to ask Mr. Toure what he wants to settle, if it is my personal feud with Hamm, I think General Russen has mediated. Mr. Toure did this, and he was not afraid of the general's accountability? ”

"As long as no one here survives, General Russen won't be able to say anything." Toure smiled grimly.

"I also expected this to be the case, so I sent some people back to report the news."

Toure's brother Zod cried out, "No way, they will be stopped by our men on the way back, you must die of this heart." ”

Alan looked at him deeply and smiled: "It turns out that the Golett family has really done enough homework, is it worth fighting so much for me alone?" ”

Toure couldn't help but glance at his brother: "Idiot, shut up." ”

Zod's words exposed the arrangements on the way back. If Alan really sent someone back first, there must be a way to inform the other party, and then everything was in vain. Now Allen's side is obviously understaffed, and Toure wanted to catch it all this time. Only by killing everyone in Allen's hands will the rumors of this operation not be leaked. At that time, even if the Beth Kode family was suspicious, there was no evidence, and they were helpless.

But now Alan has hidden some of them, which makes Toure dare not act rashly. Otherwise, as long as the news leaks, he can't afford the revenge of the Bethcord family.

Toure was worried, he didn't expect Allen to make a mess with a simple arrangement. At this time, the iron tooth next to him spit the cigar on the ground and scolded, "Damn, I can't beat it at all." Toure, you shouldn't be scared, right? ”

Alan raised his eyebrows and said suddenly: "I said that Mr. Toure is so aggressive, it turns out that you are not the only one who wants my life." Let me guess, is this big guy from Grant's, or Alexander? ”

It is not difficult to guess this, after all, the Gorets are only a new family, and they are not yet ranked in Babylon. Bescord has been accumulating power for a long time, and even if he gives Toure ten guts, he does not dare to openly want to kill Allen, the heir of the family, for the sake of his son's personal grudge. The reason is simple, Toure can do more harm than good. But if the two are reversed, for example, if other big families promise heavy rewards, then it's a different story.

Listening to the big guy who doesn't have much respect for Toure at all, it's obviously not from the Gollett family. Of course, Alan knows very well what the family is now looking forward to Allen's death. Among them, there must be Grant and Alexander at the front.

Toure's face darkened, and he scolded Iron Fang a hundred times in his heart. First Zod's speechlessness, and now Iron Fang, Toure really doesn't understand why there are some stupid people around him!