Legacy of the Sabretooth

"It seems that you are very confident in your own abilities! Mrs. Ross. Or do you think these trash fish can solve me? "

Mrs. Ross really came to save her daughter, I have to say, woman! She was accompanied by several strong soldiers, who appeared to have been hypnotized by her.

She apparently had no intention of exchanging feelings with Victor, and the controlled soldiers pulled out their pistols and opened fire on Victor.

Even a fully automatic rifle can't hit me, just rely on your broken pistols?

Victor easily dodged the shots from the opposite side, he didn't need to be faster than a bullet, he just needed to shoot faster than the other party's gun.

After taking care of the trash fish with three punches and two kicks, Victor once again stood in front of Mrs. Ross and blocked her way to save her daughter.

"Well, I have to admit that you are stronger than I thought, worthy of the legendary 'Sabretooth', and it is worth asking me to do it myself."

With that, Mrs. Rose stretched out her immaculate right hand, gently picked up Victor's chin, gave him a seductive look, and activated her powers.

Just when she thought she had succeeded, a strong sense of crisis hit her, and she quickly backed away from Victor's outstretched claws.

"It's kind of interesting, it seems that you are not useless except for ability."

Victor was still a little surprised that Mrs. Rose could dodge her attack, although it was just a casual catch, but it shouldn't be a weak courtesan who couldn't help but dodge.

In fact, while Mrs. Ross has superpowers, her body has also been strengthened, so that she, who should be a weak woman, has the skills of a well-trained soldier in no way.

However, she rarely has the opportunity to do anything with people, or rather, she hardly needs to do anything with people, and her ability to kill both men and women is ineffective against beasts.

As for her skills, it was a joke in the eyes of the saber-toothed tiger, and in his opinion, Mrs. Rose's combat power was no different from that of a goose.

Victor only warmed up a little, and easily grabbed Mrs. Rose, and after struggling to resist and fail, she looked at Victor's wild eyes and said:

"I'll lose this time, but as long as you don't kill me, then I'll definitely see you again."

"Oh? Really? Then I'll catch you again, and then it won't have to be an order to capture you alive. "

As he spoke, Victor's hand around Mrs. Rose's neck was slightly forced, causing her to pass out, and then she slipped it into the sack that had been prepared.

After receiving the signal from Victor that the operation was successful, the soldiers in ambush around them breathed a sigh of relief, but they did not dare to relax completely, in case Victor was controlled.

Luckily, however, everything went well, with Victor carrying the sack on his left and Mrs. Rose's daughters on his right, handing them over to the agents in charge of the arrest.

"Don't let your people have physical contact with Mrs. Rose, otherwise, they will be controlled by her hypnosis, just like the ones lying inside, by the way, you guys deal with those inside, they didn't die, they were just knocked out by me."

After explaining Mrs. Rose's handling method, Victor left here, but he made an appointment with his brothers in the militia to go to the bar for a drink tonight, and tonight, he wanted to drink bitterly! Drink them all!

"Uh~!"

The all-night drink brought an early morning headache, and Victor had a devastating drink last night, and then had a good time with the soft-eggs of the Eleventh Regiment of New York State.

How dare they call him a kitten! And then they were locked up together... Fortunately, he still knew that he was just playing drunk, and he didn't cause any trouble.

Of course, the few who were beaten were inevitably injured, but this time the confinement did not last even a day, and Victor was released.

The Fourteenth Brooklyn Mission is in action, and they will be in the vanguard of the Falls Church, located on the west bank of the Potomac River, five miles west of Washington.

By this time, the cavalry of the Confederate Army, led by their defeated Colonel Stewart, had occupied the ridges of Fallschurch, including Upton and Manson Hill, and was heading for Falls Church.

If they had taken Falls Church, it would really be just a river away from Washington. This was unacceptable to both the Parliament and President Lincoln.

At this time, the morale of the Northern Army, which had just been defeated, was seriously lacking, and almost no troops could fight the morale of the Southern Army.

Eventually, the Fourteenth Brooklyn Militia Regiment was sent to occupy Falls Church and defend Washington, D.C.

Victor Clyde, who was recognized as the most courageous of the Fourteenth Militia Regiment in Brooklyn, became the commander of the Sharp Knife Force as a matter of course.

He was dragged out of his confinement cell and dressed in the classic Brooklyn 14th Vigilante outfit, such as red pants or something.

Then in a state of hangover, he took the order to quickly go to the Falls Church, although his superiors expressed concern about his state, but Victor was indeed the commander appointed by Lincoln, so he could only let him go.

Victor and his M Company immediately left Washington with his M Company and began to run to Falls Church.

No sooner had they arrived than they could set up camp when the vanguard of the Southern Army arrived, and an encounter took place in this small village.

At this time, Victor was still semi-conscious, until he was shot in the ass. He immediately came to his senses, and then broke out in a cold sweat.

"It's okay, it's just a spanking on the ass, if it hits the root of life, it will be miserable, although it can grow, but it hurts to think about it!"

The rest of his life after the catastrophe was annoyed and angry, and the embarrassed saber-toothed tiger pulled out the command knife at his waist and rushed into the position built by the Southern Army outside the village.

The soldiers of Company M watched in amazement as their commander rushed into the enemy's position with a command knife in hand, killing one man on his back.

The sharp command knife in Victor's hand can easily cut off the opponent's rifle used to parry, and then cut off the opponent's hat and head together.

And most of the soldiers under his command were also veterans of the original Seventh Cavalry Regiment who had returned from injury, and when they saw Victor rushing up, they naturally rushed with him, the veterans all rushed, and the recruits who were still in a daze had to rush.

In this way, Company M of the 14th Brooklyn Militia Regiment led by Victor defeated the vanguard of the Southern Army with only one charge, and temporarily swept away the gloomy atmosphere of the Northern Army due to defeat.

After defeating the vanguard of the Southern Army, Victor did not have time to repair his men and ordered the construction of fortifications to begin immediately in preparation for the next attack of the Southern Army.

Fortunately, the first to arrive was the E Company of the Fourteenth Brooklyn Militia that came to support, and then the entire Fourteenth Brooklyn Militia settled in Falls Church.

After the regimental headquarters was stationed in the Falls Church, Victor and his M Company were sent out to set up fortifications at various commanding heights around them.

Just as Victor leaves Washington to dig around the Falls Church, Mrs. Rose, a female spy he captures, begins her show again.

Although the senior federal officials who had an affair with her before tried to dissociate themselves from her, it was obviously not so easy, so they began to secretly help her get rid of her crimes.

Then, in prison and in the courtroom, Mrs. Ross also tried her best to play the image of a weak and patriotic woman who was persecuted.

In the words of one atmospheric lawyer: she literally fashioned herself as Joan of Arc of those damned Southerners.

And because Mrs. Ross's eight-year-old daughter was also in custody at the same time, the fact that the Yankees imprisoned women and children also caused an uproar in the South.

Ross became a martyr in the eyes of the Southerners, and it strengthened the Southerners' determination to resist to the end, because they feared that their wives and daughters would be treated in the same way.

Eventually, a federal judge had no choice but to release Mrs. Ross and her daughter and let her go back to the South.

When Mrs. Ross, who had stepped out of prison with the Southern flag held high, arrived in Richmond, she was greeted with a triumphant hero.

After nightfall, Mrs. Rose, whose daughter had already slept, came to the window alone, looked in the direction of Washington to the north, and whispered softly

"I said we'd meet again, Victor Clyde. My dear Lord Sabretooth. "

"Yawn! I can't have a cold, right? Impossible. "

Victor, who was digging for the fortifications, suddenly sneezed, and it had been several months since he had come to the Falls Church.

During this period, the Confederate Army had been trying to occupy this Washington warning outpost, but each time it met here, it was bloodied, and it became the exploits and experience of the boys of the 14th Brooklyn Militia Regiment.

Victor and his men from M Company also changed into the classic attire of the Brooklyn 14th Militia Regiment: scarlet hats, blue jackets with lots of gold buttons, red wool pants, and white leggings.

One of the most commendable is that once Victor was asked to cut off his piercing beard, which he did.

Then what appeared in front of everyone was a young face with perseverance, and the wild eyes gave this face a bit of uninhibited temperament, which can be said to be clear and beautiful (after all, he was only 19 years old).

But with a height of 206cm and strong muscles comparable to a bodybuilding champion, his body shape fully tells what is called a tiger's back.

Therefore, Victor, who appeared in front of the others at the end, is such an image: tiger back and bear waist + clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes =....

"I don't think you'll shave your beard in the future."

In the end, the regimental commander, Colonel Edward Fowler, made a conclusion, and the others agreed. And just like that, in the years that followed, Victor never cut his beard again...