On an open stretch of land near the wilderness in the northern outskirts of Evernight Harbor, two trucks were parked.
The truck beds stood open, revealing rows of assault rifles polished black and gleaming.
The Hyena Gang members standing before the trucks stared wide-eyed, especially York, the one with cleavage on his chest. Staring at a large-caliber shotgun, greed practically made green light shine from his eyes.
These weapons were all standard Legion equipment.
Aside from the common "Blade" assault rifles, there was even a 7mm "Ripper" light machine gun!
The latter was a new light weapon designed by the Southern Legion's Equipment Manufacturing Bureau for the Boro Province theater based on frontline needs.
This machine gun had already entered production, and the first batch had been delivered to warehouses in Evernight Harbor.
What was ironic was that this highly suppressive light machine gun had not yet been used by frontline troops, but had instead benefited the gangsters of Blackwater Alley first.
Four "Disciples" of the Society of Enlightenment stood beside the two trucks, watching the villains without blinking.
Of course, they were not true Disciples of the Society of Enlightenment, but agents from the Garrison's Intelligence Section.
They despised these scoundrels from the bottom of their hearts. Yet for greater interests, they had no choice but to lower themselves and cooperate with this bunch.
Kant was the same.
He looked down on these filthy hyenas from the bottom of his heart, but having come this far, he could only grit his teeth and continue.
His gaze drifted toward Talan standing nearby. He snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, tossed it to the ground, and crushed it beneath his shoe.
"...I need to remind you that if this batch of weapons flows into civilian hands, the impact on us