Man in the old days, Lord of the Seven Sins

Chapter 59 Instead of surrendering, the enemy even dismantled the mechanical guard with bare hands
"Marshall, we must catch all those prisoners!"

In the cabin, Marshall touched his bald head, and his mind flashed what Joseph had said to him when he left the temporary response room.

Their chief secretary is now worried about the election of a member of the council.

Just when he was running for the election, something like the kidnapping of members of the Golden Lion family happened. This kind of thing that seriously affected his future in the election naturally made Joseph feel annoyed.

As the chief of the Operations Section, Marshall was able to sit in this position. In addition to his excellent skills, he was also sensitive to some Senate affairs.

But the problem is also here.

He, Marshall, was not of Joseph's kind.

Even, the person behind him contacted him just now, and his view on this matter was to let Marshall judge according to the situation.

Given the opportunity, he would try to get Marshall into the position of Director of the Authority.

Just as Marshall was fantasizing about his chance to become the Director of the Bureau, the team in front suddenly stopped.

"Section Chief! Someone is blocking the front!"

The voice of a scout came from the loudspeaker beside him.

Marshall frowned.

At this point in time, the only people who would stop in front of the line could be the group of kidnappers.

And if he has the guts to stop, it means that the other party has at least some confidence.

In this case.

"Order the four members of the front team to implement the settlement plan!"

"As ordered!"

Marshall's hands were resting on the console, and he had one quality that belied his rugged build—caution.

Prudence is synonymous with him.

No one who can survive the battlefield is a fool.

Not to mention that Marshall also has a legendary idol-Robert.

As one of the few winners of the Hero Medal in the Battle of Pajavaro, Robert is the only legend whose hero status was concealed by the old London government.

As a fan of the legend, Marshall imitated his style in many ways.

Just like those who can fight in groups will never be stupid enough to single out.

Facing an odd number of enemies, he would often use concentrated fire to completely annihilate them.

Even he won't show up easily.

And how to deal with the situation at hand.

His officer, Robert, had taught him himself.

Only those who are alive can go to the end.

"Report! Sir, the enemy is too strong, and the 4 people in the front team have been suppressed!"

The hurried shouts of the scouts came from the loudspeaker.

Marshall caught his breath.

Facing the siege of 4 mechanical guards and being able to resist the suppression, this strength is strong enough.

But Marshall still has a way.

"Let 6 people from the squadron join the battle and form an encirclement circle of 10 people. Be sure not to let the opponent go, and at the same time make the opponent surrender as much as possible!!"

"Yes!"

That Sergeant Robert once said.

If the enemy's strength is too strong, use several times the strength of the enemy to defeat the enemy!
A combat team of 10 people is enough, no matter what?

Marshall squinted his only eye, waiting for the report of victory from the scouts.

"Report! Sir, instead of surrendering, the enemy even dismantled the mechanical guards with bare hands!!!"

Hearing the shouts from the speakers, Marshall was almost dizzy.

Who can dismantle the mechanical guard with bare hands! ?

Marshall has never seen anyone else with this ability except for seeing that legend do such outrageous things.

"Damn it! Joseph cheated on me!"

Marshall even wondered if this was a situation that Joseph had set up for himself by discovering his position as the chief of the bureau in advance.

If the mechanical guard is forcibly dismantled by that person under such circumstances, then he will not be able to secure his position as the chief of the combat department.

"Get out of the way, I'll go see that one myself!"

Marshall decided to use the last trick the legend taught him.

Rhodes stood on the iron shell of a mechanical guard painted black.

In his hand, he held a cabin cover that he forcibly removed.

In the cabin, the operator looked at the one standing on the side with a look of horror.

The person who was clearly standing in the middle of the street just now, why did he appear on his mechanical guard in a few blinks of an eye, and even the solid and indestructible engine room in his opinion has already been held in his hand .

"Sorry, I didn't mean to tear it down, but I just think it's a little in the way and it's not convenient for our communication."

The approaching black beak mask and the indifferent words echoed in his ears.

The operator shivered subconsciously.

A person who is unwavering in the face of demons, at this moment, the fear deep in his heart is awakened by the unknown.

"Don't worry, I won't kill you, I just want you to stay here for a while."

Rhodes walked into the cabin, not caring about the driver's emotions at all, and began to study some operating components in the cabin.

After all, what I saw in front of me was a living thing similar to a mecha.

This is full of expectations for any man.

Even, the mechanical guard that Rhodes will stand on is a black mechanical guard full of steampunk style after color painting.

"Can you tell me about its specific control method?"

Rhodes touched the joystick of the mechanical guard and looked at the controller beside him.

"By the way, your name."

Rhodes looked at a card with this person's photo hanging on the side of the cabin.

"Olaf, nice to meet you."

"I"

Olaf felt very desperate. This man's behavior made him completely unable to judge what the other party wanted to do.

He wouldn't believe that the other party just wanted to let him wait for someone to wait here for a while.

Even, Olaf felt that his teammates were already discussing how to fight.

In the current situation, when facing the devil, he would be sacrificed as an abandoned son and bait.

"Olav?"

The indifferent inquiry made Olaf recover from the damn battlefield memories.

He looked at the beak mask that was close at hand, and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.

The arm can't twist the thigh, the only thing he can do now is to pray that the other party will really do what he said.

Under Olaf's narration, Rhodes basically figured out the control method of the mechanical guard.

There is a demon core that can be connected to the mechanical guard to provide energy, and with some ordinary simple operations, it can be controlled.

Rhodes is ready to give it a try!
Rumble!
In the distance came the vibrating sound of the mechanical guard moving.

Rhodes looked up.

A black-painted mechanical guard with a body size of nearly 5 meters, far exceeding the surrounding mechanical guards of 3 meters, walked out of the separated group of mechanical guards.

He came to the side of the mechanical guard.

The hatch was opened, and a one-eyed bald man in a black uniform folded his hands on his chest and looked at Rhodes.

"My friend, your actions violated the laws of the Empire."

"Are you talking about the "Law of Ingeville"? I'm sorry, but I didn't see a single law in it that pointed out that my actions violated the laws of the empire."

Under the mask, Rhodes frowned.

He had already read the "Laws of Ingeville" by heart.

The corner of Marshall's mouth twitched. He felt that he had met a strange person. Hearing the tone of the other person, it seemed that he had really thoroughly studied the "Laws of Engwell".

"Since you feel that you have not violated the law, can you release Olaf? He is an important subordinate of mine."

This was the last move that the legendary professor gave himself. In the face of an enemy he couldn't contend with, he just reasoned with him and talked with him to meet all the requirements of the other party.

"I need to borrow him for a while, after all, I need you to stay here first."

Rhode shrugged.

He has the consciousness of being a golden supporting role, and his work is reliable.

"Is that so?"

Marshall touched his chin, thinking about how he should deal with it later.

(End of this chapter)