Ryan heard Mireyou's questioning and scratched his head with a smile, "It seems that I'm underestimated..."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ryan's eyes suddenly became sharp. The Kirin Technique was running at high speed. The momentum emitted by Randy changed his expression. He instinctively stepped on his side and pointed the axe gun at Ryan vigilantly.

A belligerent look flashed from Randy's eyes, "So that's it... As expected, the members of the Guerrilla Association are not ordinary people. It seems that your G-level guerrilla level is seriously inconsistent with your own strength."

With the expressions of the surrounding guards as if they were facing a great enemy, Ryan silently withdrew his momentum and spread his hands and said with a smile, "Because I just completed the promotion assessment of the guerrillas in the first half of the year. Who made the association stipulate that it is 16 years old to participate in the written test of quasi-guerrillas?"

"Hey?"

A surprise flashed in Randy's eyes, "That is, you are less than 20 years old this year? You are so young and promising. Does the Guerrilla Association produce geniuses and monsters?"

"Haha, I've been awarded, so it's almost time for us to go downstairs to start the exercise. Of course, you can start the war on this rooftop, so the guests will follow the guests."

At this moment, Mireyou finally pushed away Randy who was blocking her and said to Ryan skillfully, "I understand, let's go to the playground below to gather. Do you need to make any other preparations?"

Ryan smiled and shook his head, "If you want to warm up... you have practiced with the monster on the road before, but do you want to move ahead?"

"Need not!"

Mileyou said firmly, "Although the Crossbeer system is special, after all, we are still soldiers. If we can't go to the battlefield at any time, we will start right away."

‘It’s really excellent… The police station has not yet contacted it yet, and the members of the guard team are called waste only by being dragged down by the incompetent commander and some corrupt senior officials.’

On the way downstairs, Ryan also made a mental analysis of the situation of Crossbell in his heart. The source is still in the state parliament. The imperial MPs and the Republic MPs will inevitably continue to fight each other endlessly and pull the leg up for old Mayor McDowell until...'

‘The two sides really decide the outcome.’

After arriving at the playground, Ryan looked up at the gloomy sky. "This sky is like the current situation of Crossbell, shrouded in layers of dark clouds and under tremendous pressure. Maybe lightning will lightning and thunder will come at any time."

“Ha~”

Randy hooked Ryan's neck and joked, "I can't tell you have this kind of artistic cell, but most of what you said is true. The deformed autonomous state of Closebell has indeed always been under the strong pressure brought by the two major powers."

Randy turned her head and looked at Mireyou, who was commanding the guards not far away, and sighed with melancholy, "I have gradually integrated into this city in the past six months. If the Baruka Casino on Happy Street and the nightclub on Back Street disappeared because of the occupation of Kezhou... I'm afraid it would be boring."

Ryan raised his eyebrows slightly and slapped Randy's hand angrily. "How about being straightforward? It would be better to say that he is about to leave the guard...or Sergeant Mireyou makes you feel a little uncomfortable, right?"

Randy smiled with a thumbs up and said, "Haha~ I don't deny this. Don't you think Mireyou is very good?"

Ryan rolled his eyes and nude his mouth towards the shy and angry Mireyou. "I think you need to first think of an excuse to explain your behavior of slutting and your almost direct confession, and ask for good luck."

With the attention of Ryan and the guards watching the show, the crazy Mireyou took a while to take back the pink fist that was hitting Randy's strong body.

"cough……"

Mileyou, who had a pretty face flushed but pretended to be calm, coughed lightly and said, "Then, first, the ordinary team members and the guerrillas will carry out exercises and prepare!"

Ryan had already withdrawn his expression that had just watched the show, put his right hand on the hilt of the knife, and observed the guards on the opposite side with sharp eyes.

There were a total of six guards participating in the exercise, three of whom were holding huge impact axe guns in front of them, while the other three were slightly behind and aimed at him with guide rifles.

‘There is nothing to be picky about in terms of formation, the position is very sophisticated, and the front line members have protected the three long-range firepower well, but...’

"start!"

As Mireyou finished speaking, Ryan immediately used a high-speed sword to rush forward quickly, and the guards' guide gun shooting could not catch up with his speed.

With a simple skill, he used his skills to push away the impact axe guns of the three melee players in the front row, and Ryan did once again and had already hit the eyes of the back row.

Although he was a little panicked, the three guards holding guide rifles were still calmly retreating and shooting, trying to create enough time for the three teammates in the front row to surround Ryan.

"It is indeed well-trained, but unfortunately there is too little practical experience and the reaction speed is relatively slow. It is not a big problem to work together to deal with Warcraft, but if the opponent is a large-scale military formation... I am afraid it will be instantly defeated by the elite troops of the Ereponian Empire."

At this time, Ryan had already put the Taidao and the scabbard on the necks of two of the guide gun players. He had a ease-like look on his face and was still free to comment on these guards.

Randy scratched her hair helplessly when she saw this situation, "It's true that it's not possible... Although she taught them to fight together, just like this little brother Ryan said, lack of practical experience is a flaw. Not to mention the elite regular army of the Empire, even if they fight with hunters, they will be beaten to pieces."

‘Hunter…’

Ryan, who had retracted his weapon, heard the term Hunter flashing in his mind, and turned to look at Randy's distinctive bright red hair in surprise.

‘Not...but the members of that Berserker family should not leave the battlefield and come to this peaceful autonomous prefecture to spend time.’

Randy's hair color reminded him of the red-haired strong man he met in Juliet District when he was traveling with Master Yun three years ago and his daughter who was like a man-eating tiger.

Sigmund Orlando, one of the two strongest hunting corpses in the mainland, the deputy commander of the Red Constellation, nicknamed "Red War Ghost". He was born into the Orlando Berserker clan.

The girl next to her with a changeable personality like a cat is his daughter, "Bloody Charlie" Charlie Orlando.

At that time, he had just obtained the catalog of Chinese news and was fighting with this 13-year-old girl under the repeated invitations of Xia Li.

Although he finally won the victory with difficulty, the opponent's endless gunpowder weapons and crazy fighting style that was not afraid of injury made Ryan secretly shocked.

"War Ghost" Sigmund also commented with appreciation at the time, "You should be as strong as my genius nephew. I heard that you plan to become a guerrilla when you become an adult? I'm afraid you will have to deal with Randolph in the future. Please take care of me when you are."

‘Randolph, Randy…I don’t want to use a gun but I have rich battlefield experience and bloody smell, and the bright red hair color that has been passed down from generation to generation, I should not be wrong.’

Ryan looked Randy with a vague vigilance in his eyes, basically affirming his guess.
Chapter completed!