The lobby on the first floor was dimly lit, mixed with the smell of alcohol and sweat. There were a few dilapidated sofas and tables in the lobby, and a few soldiers were playing cards. When Catherine came in, Allen could not see the respect soldiers should have for their superiors at all. Instead, someone boldly cast his gaze on the girl\'s chest. However, that person screamed miserably in the next moment, and blood gushed out of his eyes. The other soldiers shook their heads and spat at him, cursing, "Rookie, rookie who doesn\'t know life from death."
Catherine then asked, "Where\'s your officer, Maka?"
The soldiers looked at each other, as if they didn\'t know where their officer had gone. At this moment, it seemed that because of the unstable voltage, the lighting in the lobby creaked and the light suddenly dimmed.
The corner of Catherine\'s mouth curled up into a smile.
"Maka …"
When Allen, who was standing behind her, heard this, he was shocked to feel a huge pressure on top of his head. Following that, a figure flickered, as if someone had pounced down from the ceiling. The man grabbed Catherine\'s chest with one hand. Just as he was about to grab the soft chest wrapped in the military uniform, the black military uniform in front of him turned into Allen with a bewildered expression.
Catherine disappeared from where she was at some point.
The lights flickered, and as the light and darkness intersected, a few collisions and a man\'s muffled groans sounded in the lobby. The air currents collided, forming cyclones, forcing Allen and the others to retreat towards the door. They couldn\'t see what was happening in front of them at all. They only saw two black shadows entangling, colliding, separating, and repeating. After two rounds, the sound of a heavy blow was heard.
The lights in the lobby became bright.
Catherine pressed down on the back of the man\'s hand with one hand, pressing the other party\'s palm to the point that it was about to break, presenting a shocking angle. The girl raised her foot and stepped on a man\'s face with her military boots, almost crushing half of his face into the ground, and the strength was gradually increasing. The sound of bones creaking caused the hearts of Allen and the other soldiers to skip a beat.
"What a pity …" Even though he was being stepped on, the man still managed to speak and looked up from the corner of his eyes, "If only Major General was wearing a skirt today …"
"Maka, I should have said it before. If there's a next time, it won't be as simple as a broken finger. This time, say goodbye to your wrist, "Catherine said expressionlessly. At the same time, she turned her hand, and the sound of bones breaking rang out. The back of the man's hand immediately touched his own arm. His wrist bone had already been violently crushed by the girl.
The man was in so much pain that tears and snot flowed out, but he still forced a smile on his face. "It's okay. I thought my head would be crushed this time."
The smile on Catherine's face gradually widened. "That won't happen. The next time you fail, I'll only break your legs. But if I fail again, I'll really crush your head. "
"At least there's one more chance." The man grinned.
Kathlyn lifted her foot, and the man got up from the ground. He looked at Allen and the others and said, "So, is this a recruit?"
"Sort of."
"Is there anything in particular you want to tell me?"
"They are the people the general wants, especially this one …" Catherine walked behind Allen and put her little face close to his cheek. She stuck out her little tongue and gently licked Allen. "We can't hurt their lives. Apart from that, there's nothing else to pay attention to."
Allen wiped his face hard. Just now, it was as if a snake had swept him with its tongue, causing him to almost draw his saber and attack. Catherine put away her smile and walked towards the door. "I'll leave them to you, Maka. Also … "
"Let me give you a suggestion. If you want a woman, it's best to change your target. I'm not easy to provoke, and even if you get me, you'll find that I'm not necessarily fun. "
Maka saluted with his other hand and said, "Thank you for your advice, Major General. But my interest is a little special. "
"Be careful not to let it take your life." Catherine glanced at Allen, and the Nether River in her eyes surged as she left.
"Alright, I haven't introduced myself yet. I'm Lieutenant Maka, the commanding officer of these guys. Of course, now it includes you. " Maka held his arm that had been broken by Catherine and grinned, "We have a tradition here. That is, every recruit who reports has to be tested. Usually, as long as he can beat any one of them, it will be fine. But you … "
'"Since Major General Catherine has personally brought him here, he must be a big shot. Then we have to knock down all the guys in this building. Don't be afraid, there aren't many. There are only a hundred people living in the building. " Maka didn't know if it was the pain of the fracture or the distortion of his mind, but the smile on his face became incomparably crazy.
Allen also discovered that the number of soldiers around him had quietly increased. There were still people coming down the stairs, and there were even people who went to close the door of the lobby. Everyone revealed malicious smiles. He exhaled and said to Wilick and the others behind him, "Looks like this welcome ceremony is a little grand."
William clasped his fists and said, "That's right."
"Go." Maka shouted softly and retreated. Soon, the gap that was revealed was filled with the soldiers who were spreading death.
The next day, when Catherine arrived at the dormitory building, she found that only half of the door was left, and the other half had long since disappeared. The door frame shook and twisted, and the windows in the lobby were smashed. The scene inside was even more messy. Sand fell, tables fell apart, and the ground and walls were stained with blood. The lobby was rarely quiet. The faces of the soldiers entering and exiting were bruised and swollen, causing Catherine's smile to grow wider.
"Yo, isn't this Major General Catherine? You're here so early. " Lieutenant Maka passed through half of the door. His right hand had been bandaged and fixed with bandages. It seemed that Maka did not participate in yesterday's gang fight, and the injuries on his body were also thanks to Catherine.
Catherine said indifferently, "You seem to get along well with the recruits."
"Men should use their fists to increase friendship. However, Major General, you really brought a few ruthless characters. My soldiers were not lightly repaired yesterday. "Maka whistled as he looked at the coagulated blood around him.
"Cut the crap. Go and call Allen over. Tell him I'll wait for him outside the building." Catherine turned around and left.
It wasn't until she disappeared from the entrance of the building that Maka reluctantly withdrew his gaze from her butt. Then, he pulled a passing soldier and shouted, "Get up and call Sergeant Allen down."
A minute later, Allen saw Catherine outside the building. The latter hooked his finger at him in the car, "Get up quickly. General Luson wants to see you."
Allen's face was bruised and the corner of his mouth was slightly swollen. He was also injured. Catherine drove the driveway. "Now you should know something about our spread of death."
"Indeed, if it weren't for the fact that there were military emblems everywhere in the stronghold, I would have thought I was staying in Black Street. Don't you have any order? " Allen shook his head. He couldn't figure out how such a legion had become the elite army of the Federation.
"Who says there isn't?" Catherine said, "There's only one rule for the spread of death, and that's that the strong dominate the weak. Maka can't beat me, so he can only obey orders obediently. Even if I tell him to die, he won't hesitate for a second. But if one day he defeats me, I'll have to listen to him. Even if he wants me to strip naked in public and let him play, I'll do it. "
"However, this kind of thing will never happen."
"So, you follow the law of the jungle?" Allen said.
"What's wrong with the law of the jungle? The strong survive, and the weak are eliminated. There is no room for the weak to survive on this battlefield. "
Allen looked at her and suddenly said, "What about you? Do you have anyone you want to knock down?"
"Of course … we're here." Catherine raised her head. In front of her was the command building of Shadow Stronghold. The building was shaped like a steeple and rose straight up. Catherine looked in the highest direction and said softly, "The person I want to knock down is at the top of the building."
Hearing what she said, Allen roughly knew who she wanted to defeat.
When he saw Russen, he was eating breakfast. The general's breakfast could only be described as sumptuous. A long square table was filled with food, ranging from vegetable salad, fruit juice, and other desserts, to barbecued steak, bread, and other staples. There was everything one could think of. Russen held a knife and fork in his hand and quickly put food into his mouth. When Allen and Catherine came in, he just nodded and said simply to the two nearby chairs, "Sit down and eat together."
Catherine sat to the side without any hesitation. With a hook of her finger, a silver bowl of salad flew into her hand. After quickly sweeping through the salad and vegetables in the bowl, she pulled over a plate of barbecue meat. She didn't know what kind of wild beast it was, but it was medium-rare. The steak was still dripping with blood, but Catherine just poured sauce from a silver bottle beside her and poured it on it. She used a knife to cut the steak into pieces and used a fork to send them into that small mouth one by one.
"What, have you had breakfast?" Russen raised his head and asked. He had just eaten a steak, and his mouth was stained with blood, just like an evil spirit.
Allen shook his head.
Russen laughed sinisterly, "Then what are you waiting for? If you don't move, you'll be eaten by me and Catherine."
Ellen had to sit down, take the juice and the bread and eat. Russen shook his head and said, "Kid, there's no food that falls from the sky for no reason in this world. If you want to eat something, you have to use your own hands to snatch it. If you eat like this, you'll have to starve when all the food is swept away by me and Catherine. You're hungry today, and you might starve to death tomorrow. "
Allen seemed to understand something. He ate the bread in three or two bites and reached out to grab a plate of barbecue meat to eat. Russen nodded. The three of them let loose and ate. In the end, they swept the table clean.
Russen exhaled and wiped his mouth and face with a wet towel before standing up and saying, "Breakfast is over. Now we have to get down to business. Tell me, kid, what did you think about it yesterday? "
"If I give you the technology of the Fire Fighting Rifle, will the general let us go back?" Allen asked directly.
Russen walked behind him and pressed his hand on Allen's shoulder. "Listen, I don't like to bargain. But I can make an exception for you. Leave the technology of the Fire Fighting Rifle and your two friends can leave. But you can't. I need you to develop other magical energy weapons for our legion. "
"In that case, I wonder if the general has ever thought that my teacher might be unhappy."
"Then wait for that little woman Windsor Bellow to ask me for someone." Russen said indifferently.
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