Chapter 40 Recourse (Part 1)

News of Carmela's robbery spread throughout the city the next morning.

Such a thing happened on the eve of the outbreak of the war, which was tantamount to giving the Arendt Empire a heavy slap in the face.

The people of the empire were agitated and demanded that the murderer be severely punished.

It's just that the murderer has already escaped, and there is no way to catch him if he wants to. He can only vent his anger on the Lionheart Kingdom. The war mobilization is getting faster and faster, and the border between the two countries is ready for the coming war.

Central City itself was therefore under martial law throughout the city, and many people questioned their crimes.

Although Krautman died heroically, the others were unwilling to let him go.

Many speeches have accused him, saying that it is because of his practice of encircling but not defending that the assassin easily sneaked into the prison and rescued Carmela, and he must be responsible for this incident.

Of course, everyone is dead, so there is no need for any additional punishment.

In the eyes of most people, when such a big thing happened, there was always a need for someone to take the place of the dead, and finding someone to carry it was undoubtedly the most benevolent gesture.

But things didn't end there.

After learning that Carmela was robbed, Atkins was furious and criticized the city's ineffective defense. However, what he mainly criticized was not Krautman, but the performance of the empire before and after—why could the assassins pass through the border defense line with ease? Why haven't our troops caught up with the Assassins when they escaped Canterlot while already mortally wounded? If Krautman is said to be incompetent, then what are the other generals who have not caught anyone after one night?

This series of sharp criticisms caused a group of generals to be devastated, but they still had nothing to do with Atkins. After all, he was the main victim of Carmela's assassination, and he had reason to be angry, and it was because of him that the Empire was able to capture Carmela.

A healthy Carmela was captured by Atkins, while a weak Carmela ran away after being chased by a group of people. Comparing the two, Atkins' performance became even more dazzling.

In order to appease Atkins' anger, the Emperor ordered Atkins to be promoted to a lieutenant general, and was promoted from the former deputy head of the Twelfth Legion to the official head of the army. I want to retire only because the issue of successor has not been resolved, and now the dust has finally settled.

After being promoted, Atkins quickly called Shen Yi.

"That's it,

That's a big thank you, General. "In the factory office, Shen Yi smiled into the phone.

"You're welcome, thanks to your reminder."

"It's what I should do... Well, I know you must be very busy now, preparing for the war and taking over the legion... No, this is what the soldiers are looking forward to, and you will definitely bring them a glorious victory... Then Go ahead, don't waste your time."

After hanging up the phone, Shen Yi turned around and said, "It's a big order, the Twelfth Army needs to replace three thousand sets of soldier equipment."

"Yea!" Shirley, Michelle, and Zhou Yiyu cheered at the same time.

Shen Yi added: "The other thing is that General Atkins officially hired our security company to assist the Twelfth Army Corps in the battle against the Lionheart Kingdom, and promised that every time a city is captured, the Second Army Corps can participate in the distribution of spoils."

Xue Li sneered: "The so-called distribution of spoils is looting, right?"

Shen Yi answered seriously: "No way, this is called redistribution of resources."

Then he said with a smile: "Don't worry, this part is also legal. As a citizen of Arendt, as long as it is an income recognized by the Arend Empire, it is legal!"

Shen Yi said with a big face.

"Now it's ready." Zhou Yiyu laughed.

Chu Sheng snorted coldly: "That's right, but you have to deduct the money for the vase?"

Shen Yi's face drooped immediately, and he sighed helplessly.

On the coffee table in front of the sofa in the office is the vase that Shen Yi photographed.

Shirley almost went mad when she saw that Shen Yi spent two million on a vase—every penny of the factory’s funds had been used to its limit, and a considerable part of it was due to the part-time wages squeezed out by the paratroopers. Fuka even performed eight surgeries in one day and received sixteen red envelopes.

He took double the red envelopes.

As a result, Shen Yi threw out two million in one fell swoop.

Fortunately, Shirley responded quickly and pointed out in time that the money was designated for General Atkins' troops, and then asked for the arrears after the fundraising ended.

When Atkins heard that the donation was still in arrears, his eyeballs almost popped out-the technology continent is not the earth, and such strange things as arrears of donations cannot be done.

Of course Atkins agreed, and generously gave them the vase first.

It's not worth a few bucks anyway.

At this moment Zhou Yiyu laughed: "It's okay, isn't it only two million, that is, twenty thousand bloody points, it's not impossible for us to earn back, besides, we earned more than this amount yesterday."

After killing Krautman yesterday, Wen Rou opened the box and saw that there were actually two boxes of special bullets inside, one box of sonic bullets, and one box of soil bullets. In addition, there is a skill scroll for the off-hand elbow strike. In addition, destroying those Colossus God of War statues also gave Ruan some points and an energy crystal of the Colossus God of War statues.

But if you really want to calculate it, considering that Shen Yi also used a box and a half of special bullets, a bottle of mental power recovery potion and 5,000 points for this support, in fact, neither profit nor loss, Zhou Yiyu just tried to save face for Shen Yi.

Shirley didn't care about this: "The problem is that spending 20,000 yuan is not the same feeling as throwing away 20,000 yuan!"

She put her hips on her hips: "You can still hear the splashing on the water."

It's so fucking strange, Zhao Linger's speech is getting more and more western, why is this girl talking more and more oriental?

Shen Yi stared blankly at the vase for a while, and finally said harshly: "I will definitely sell it!"

————————————Beverett Avenue.

The residents have been evacuated, the corpses have been contained, and the entire area has been sealed off, leaving only a dilapidated ruin on the street, and of course the ubiquitous blood stains.

Bernard Jenks squatted in front of a white corpse line, carefully looking at the ground, he seemed to see something, and gently picked up a deformed warhead from the ground with tweezers.

"Another armor-piercing bullet..." Bernard muttered, "What do you think? Alini."

"Snipers are very rich." A female detective with short hair in tight clothes behind him answered, took the bullets from Bernard and put them in a plastic bag.

This answer made Bernard chuckle: "122 rounds of armor-piercing rounds, 24 rounds of violent rounds, at least 20 rounds of smoke bombs, and more than 150 rounds of special bullets alone... This is no longer a problem that can be solved with money. By the way, did you find the video?"

"Unfortunately, no, the battle destroyed all the video recording facilities. However, a shooting facility on a street in the south accidentally captured the trajectory of a bullet, confirming that the sniper fired from the south. Soon, the preliminary estimate is over 1,200 meters per second."

"Understood." Bernard took out a small notebook, and wrote down on it: the shooting position, south, and the bullet's flying speed was over 1,200 meters.

Then he put away his notebook and asked, "So did you find the firing point?"

"All shooting vantage points within a three-kilometre radius have been searched, but nothing has been found yet."

"Let them expand the search range to five kilometers."

"Okay." The female detective turned to leave.

"Oh, by the way, Alini, bring some survivors over, I have questions to ask them."

"Okay sir, do you have any other orders?"

"...Bring me another glass of milk, a hot dog, more chili sauce, and two intestines."

"Good boss."

The survivors arrived soon, all soldiers who had experienced the battle last night, and their faces still had fear on their faces.

Bernard examined these soldiers confidently, then coughed lightly and said, "Just last night, you experienced a tough battle, and I know you have fought hard..."

"That's not combat, Major," interrupted a soldier, "That was massacre, one-sided massacre..."

When he said this, his body couldn't help shaking.

"Shut up!" An officer next to those soldiers said angrily, "Are you still soldiers? Can a single battle scare you like that?"

"Don't be like this, lieutenant." Bernard waved his hand: "You have to learn to understand them."

He looked at the soldiers and said: "I know you don't really want to recall the battle last night. After all, it was a nightmare for you. Nearly 400 soldiers died in the battle. Even General Krautman was brave. Sacrifice, but I'm sorry, I need your help, I need you to recall what happened during that battle, only in this way can I help you find the sniper."

Another soldier looked at him: "But I don't know who you are."

Bernard chuckled, and took out a certificate from his body: "I forgot to introduce, Major Bernard Jenks, the executive team leader of the Imperial Bureau of Investigation, was invited by the military to solve this case. Of course, they Mainly ask me to find the sniper, after all it's part of our job to dig up hidden moles."

"Mole?" a soldier asked suspiciously.

"Yes!" The female detective Alini came over, and she handed the hot dog and milk to Bernard: "The one who assisted Carmela in escaping was a gunman, and it was a very powerful gunman, which shows that this person is very likely They are from the Arendre Empire. The military asked us to assist in the investigation, and Major Bernard is the best talent in this field."

Several soldiers looked at each other, and finally one of them asked, "What do you want to know?"

"Tell me about what happened to you yesterday, in detail, any details are fine, even if you say what kind of socks you were wearing yesterday, I won't find it troublesome." Bernard began to eat hot dogs.

So a few soldiers started talking.

Bernard listened carefully, occasionally asking questions, but mostly silent. The soldiers' narration has already outlined a picture of a bloody battle in his mind.

The sight shocked him.

"Originally we had already controlled the situation, but the bullets that flew from nowhere suddenly hit the Colossus. It only took three shots to destroy the God of War, and then he never stopped attacking. We couldn't see where the bullets came from Where did it come from, those bullets will turn in the air, no matter where we hide, we will be hit by him..." The soldiers said as they recalled, with panic in their eyes.

"That woman is very powerful, but at least we can still see him, but the shooter is like a ghost... We can't see him at all, and we can only watch our companions being killed by him one by one. This is simply terrible."

"Jerrol was hiding under the car, he thought he could dodge, but the bullet went right around the car and hit him...and he died."

"Emmanuel was hiding behind the wall and the bullet came and went through his temple and his skull fell at my feet and I was terrified."

"Another Colossus of God of War was shot to death in this way. At that time, we thought we were fine and ran out. As a result, the Colossus fell down, and soon the bullet shot at us again."

"Then General Krautman came and the snipers went all out to attack the general, and the general dodged one shot...he only dodged one shot."

"Then we came out, and some of the attacks turned on us again..."

Bernard listened, his brows were already frowning, and he suddenly waved his hand: "You said that some of the attacks turned on you, did you mean that the shooter was not alone?"

"No, it's not."

"How many do you think? I mean, how many times is the highest simultaneous attack?"

"Three times." A soldier replied after thinking for a while, this is not difficult to determine, after all, there were many attacks on Shen Yi and the two clones that fired at the same time.

"So... how often do they shoot?" Bernard took out a small clip: "Think about it... Pata... Pata, or this, Pata... Pata... Pata !"

"Longer!"

The clamp rang five times.

Several soldiers shouted: "It's almost this!"

"That's about five seconds? Are all shots fired every five seconds? Or has it changed?"

"It's all this frequency!" A soldier affirmed.

"Is it stable?"

"It was so consistent that we could almost tell when the bullets were coming!"

"Understood." Bernard took out his small notebook again and wrote down: there were three gunmen, and the shooting frequency was every five seconds, which was extremely stable.

Then he went on to ask: "Tell me about the soldiers who were killed hiding behind the bunkers, if there are any specific characteristics, I mean in terms of actions."

Several soldiers looked at each other, then shook their heads together.

"Think about it again, for example, were they killed after hiding for a long time, or were they killed just after hiding for a while?"

This time several soldiers reacted somewhat.

A soldier pointed to the alleyway in the distance and said, "Over there, I remember that Emmanuel and Jerol were there at the time. It may have only been a few seconds before they hid, and then the bullets came."

"How long? I mean how many seconds is the longest dodging time?" Bernard said immediately.

"...I...I don't know." The soldier replied eagerly, "I didn't pay attention to that at the time."

"Recall the memory again!" Bernard said anxiously: "Count the seconds yourself."

The soldier covered his head and thought hard, with a painful expression on his face: "About...about six...eight...no, maybe ten seconds! Rick hid for a while, he thought he was fine, and then his The head just exploded!"

"Ten seconds?" Bernard rubbed his chin: "If it's locked-on shooting, it means that the bullet has been flying in the air for at least ten seconds, and the bullet's flying speed is over 1200 meters...Oh, my God!"

Bernard gasped, the discovery made him tremble.

He turned back and shouted: "Extend the search range to 20 kilometers! Also... a total of nearly 600 rounds of ammunition were found at the scene, and with a frequency of three attacks in five seconds, then the three snipers should have stayed at the shooting point for at least... ...15 minutes! Damn, why didn't anyone find out for so long? Suppressor, it must be a suppressor! No, no, this is super long-range shooting, and the suppressor can't cover all the sound. Ask nearby residents Ask to see if anyone heard gunshots between 9:30 and 10 last night."

Allie nodded and left.

Three hours later, Bernard was rewarded. Near St. Mary's Church, 15 kilometers away from Beverett Avenue, as many as 20 people heard continuous dull sounds.

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