Chapter 405 The end of the battle (big chapter)

  The fuel was exhausted, the long shuttle-shaped escape capsule was flamed out, and parachutes were opened at the top and tail respectively, dragging it down into a piece of yellow sand.

  The half-human-tall radiant scorpion was frightened by the movement and fled in all directions, only a few dumb yellow beetles shook their tentacles in confusion.

  The sound of air leakage spread, and the hatch opened a crack.

  A few pro-guards with submachine guns crawled out first, squatting on the ground to guard.

  After confirming that it was safe outside, one of them immediately returned to the side of the escape cabin, knocked on the door and signaled the comrades inside to fully open the door.

   Soon, with the support of two pro-guard soldiers, General McLenne limped out of the escape cabin with a look of confusion.

   This thing is said to be an escape pod, but it is actually a large "rocket".

  Although he sat down a few times during the exercise, McLennan never thought that he would use this thing one day.

   "These damned natives...maggots..."

  He kept cursing in his mouth, and his eyes full of haze were searching the sky, worried that a plane would catch up.

   Fortunately, the Alliance plane did not catch up to him, and the sky was clear for a hundred miles, and everything indicated it.

  Here is Luoxia Province.

  In addition to him and several SS soldiers, there were more than 20 senior officers sitting in the escape pod, including his adjutants and staff officers.

   This is almost the limit that this escape pod can hold.

  The remaining fuel is not enough to help them fly back to the military base thousands of kilometers away, but there are two to three hundred kilometers away from the River Valley Province.

  When he was in the escape pod just now, he had already learned through the communication channel that the Heart of Iron had completely fallen... and it was almost less than ten minutes after he set off.

  Thinking of this, he shivered involuntarily.

  He didn't dare to think about how rudely he would be treated if he fell into the hands of those blood-drinking savages.

   At the same time, he also learned from the frontline troops that the group of barbarians not only occupied his airship, but also hung a flag on his bridge.

   That flag appears to belong to the Union.

Yes.

   Now, he finally figured out the identity of his opponent.

   It wasn’t just a survivor colony in Boulder City that opposed the Legion, but an “alliance” formed by all the survivor colonies in the southern part of the River Valley Province.

   “…the pack of wild dogs.”

   McCollen almost gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words from between his teeth.

   He swore.

  He'll be back.

  He will make those people pay for their stupidity and wash away the shame with their rancid blood...

  …

  No matter how furious McLenne was, he couldn't change his embarrassment and embarrassment, and the outcome of the army's defeat in the River Valley Province.

  Foliage Camp.

  The gunshots continued for a full hour.

   Soldiers in black robes and bulletproof armor and followers in puppet army uniforms started a fierce exchange of fire between the tents.

  An hour ago, under the leadership of the veterans of the Death Corps and the Storm Corps, such as Debt Big Eye, Construction Site Boy and Brick, more than 200 soldiers of the retinue army quickly occupied the five ammunition depots and weapon depots in the Fallen Leaf Camp.

   After controlling the ammunition depot, Big Eye immediately threw the weapon to the soldiers of the subordinate army who hadn't recovered.

   "The Legion burned down our homes! Enslaved our brothers, sisters, wives and children! Today they want to use us as cannon fodder from the front line!"

   "We will tell them with our fists and gun barrels that we are human beings, not animals raised by these hyenas!"

   "If you have any dignity left, even if it's just—"

   "Pick up your gun and follow me!"

  To be honest, the preparations for this mobilization were hasty, and the big-eyed people's joint language was only of an average level, but most people couldn't hear very clearly.

  However, in the chaos of gunfire, most people were still infected by the passionate voice, and subconsciously took the rifle and magazines thrown at them.

  The insurgents rolled their sleeves over their arms to distinguish themselves from the enemy, and engaged in a fierce exchange of fire with the black-robed soldiers who came to suppress them.

The most loyal cannon fodder was dragged to the front line, and the 3,000 or so puppet soldiers who stayed behind had either only touched the rifle for a few days, or they didn't see eye to eye with the legion, and only succumbed to the lewd power of the legion to put on this military uniform .

  There are only five hundred legionnaires stationed in the Fallen Leaves Camp, but there are as many as a hundred Awakened ones who just sneaked into the camp.

   Not only that, most of these players were promoted grassroots officers, and after hearing the gunshots, they led their subordinates to defect.

  The troops under Kerway's command quickly fell into decline.

  Especially after the gun bay at the front of the airship was blown up and the flag of the Alliance flew from the bridge, the black-robed soldiers fell into despair.

  In the chaos, Kerway, who was wearing an exoskeleton, held a rifle in his hand and led more than a dozen of his guards towards the west gate of the camp.

  However, before he reached the door, more than half of the dozen or so personal guards were dead or injured, and only four people were left to protect him.

  Looking at the sparks flying all over the sky and the firelight flickering in the camp, a trace of despair appeared on Kerway's face.

  He couldn't figure out why the soldiers of the subordinate army who were still fighting fiercely with the natives yesterday suddenly turned their guns and fierce eyes on them.

  Especially those low-level military officers, none of them had the lives of a few or even a dozen indigenous soldiers in their hands. If they defected at this time, wouldn't they be afraid of being captured and liquidated by the other side?

   And when did these people collude?

   I never see them whispering to each other!

   At this moment, a fierce general of the following army was carrying a Ripper rifle and killed him single-handedly.

  Kerway subconsciously glanced at his arm, seeing that the sleeve was not rolled up, he was relieved, and signaled the nervous guards beside him not to fire.

   Fortunately, this person did not betray him.

   Just fighting a **** path from the sea of ​​corpses, the warfield man panted heavily, looked at Coleway and said.

   "Sir, those traitors who failed to succeed but failed to betray the legion! My clansmen were killed when they suppressed those traitors."

   "No matter what, you must not fall into the hands of those barbarians. I will cover you, please retreat quickly!"

   Fang Chang helped him make up this sentence, and it took him a long time to memorize it word for word.

  In fact, he originally planned to make trouble with Big Eye and the others to surprise the guy named Kerway in front of him, but Naihe suddenly received a new task on the forum last night.

  The manager asked him to continue acting as an undercover agent, and also to cover for Kerway's successful evacuation to the Legion's military base in Luoxia Province.

   Helpless, the military order is like a mountain, and the chicken soup can only wait for the next time.

   But thinking about it, the defeat of the legion is set. There are countless centuries and tens of troops who have surrendered. There are already enough officers captured, not missing one or two.

   It's better to let go of a few small shrimps and catch bigger fish later.

   "These dogs..." gritted his teeth and squeezed out the words from his throat. Kerway couldn't help being moved when he saw the pangolin still standing by his side.

   Even if everyone betrays themselves.

  But there are still one or two loyal guys who follow him unswervingly.

   He swore.

   If you are lucky enough to survive, you will definitely live up to this shining loyalty.

"cover me!"

   Seeing that Coleway didn't become suspicious, the Warfield guy heaved a sigh of relief, and said loyally.

"Yes, sir!"

  …

   Shortly after Kerway escaped, the armored troops of the Skeleton Corps rushed to the south gate of the Fallen Leaves Camp.

  After seeing the towering quadruple cannon, the more than fifty sentinels stationed at the door immediately dropped their weapons and surrendered.

  They have long wanted to vote.

   Just don't want to vote for those puppet troops who roll up their sleeves.

   After all, they are dogs that they feed themselves, and they cannot accept this humiliation, either psychologically or physically.

   But the final result is actually the same.

   The Skeleton Corps had a limited number of infantry. After handing over their guns to the guards, they were asked to squat in a row by the wall with their heads in their arms, and handed over to the soldiers of the army who rushed to the door to watch.

   Seeing that the general situation was over, many soldiers of the retinue who had been helping the legion to resist also rolled up their sleeves and defected.

  The last more than fifty legionnaires in black robes were surrounded by Luoye Ridge under the siege of the rebel army.

  Among them are low-level officers such as the legionary commander, and there are also centurions who have fled here from the Air Marine Corps camp.

  Although most of the legion's troops have surrendered in an organized way, there are still some stubborn resistance.

   However, this does not change anything.

  Under Mole's order, five No. 1 tanks stopped on the gentle half slope, lined up along the edge of the fallen leaves camp.

   Aiming at the enemy's last position on the hill, Ma Kabazi looked at the loader at his feet and shouted.

   "High-explosive bombs!"

"receive!"

  The strength player yelled, pulled the armor-piercing ammunition out of the breech, then took a shell with HE printed on the shell from the ammunition rack, stuffed it in, and closed the breech block forcefully.

   "Filled!"

   "Fire!"

  With a deafening cannon blast, the 88mm high-explosive shells drew parabolas and landed on the top of Luoye Ridge, bursting into patches of smoke.

  At the same time, a player carrying an assault rifle, led by the team leaders, passed through the smoky camp in an orderly manner, and ran towards the Fallen Leaves Ridge.

  Standing next to the truck, the fleeing mole in the canyon raised his binoculars and glanced at the hilltop suppressed by artillery fire not far away.

  There is no defense project built in advance.

  Those who want to come to the Legion will never imagine that one day they will be pushed up the mountain in embarrassment.

  "The tank formations fired alternately, kept suppressing, and covered the infantry advancing towards the hill!"

  Calls of excitement came from the communication channel.

"receive!"

  The flag of the alliance fluttered hundreds of meters above the sky. With the fall of the fallen leaves camp, there is no suspense about the outcome so far.

   Now it should be regarded as cleaning the battlefield.

  Glancing at the trembling survivors in the camp, who were lying on their stomachs with their heads folded, Mole saw Debt Dayan and the construction site boy and Brick leading a group of people towards the camp gate.

  The faces of the puppet soldiers were full of apprehension.

  The identities of these people are not difficult to guess,

   Even as of yesterday, they were still fighting these guys.

  However, these people did not embarrass them, and did not even hand over the guns in their hands. They just pointed them in the direction and asked them to go to the wall to help watch the prisoners of the legion.

  As for the players who came together, they didn't go, but stayed.

   "It's a good time for you to come. The group of people on the mountain will be handed over to you. Don't blame us for not leaving you some soup." Big Eyes said with a playful smile.

  Irena, who was standing next to Mole, glanced behind him and asked curiously.

   "Where's your pangolin?"

  The construction site boy and Brick replied with a smile.

   "The senior agent of the alliance has come to a new mission. This time it is to cover Kewell's retreat."

   "Korway?" Thinking of seeing the serial posts of Warlanders on the forum before, Mole immediately remembered the name, "The highest officer of the Fallen Leaves Camp?"

   "Yes, that's him."

  Seeing Big Eye nodding, Mole looked regretful.

   "Fuck! Let go of a big fish."

  Lian Lian smiled and said, "Is this considered a big fish? It's just a few small bosses. Those on the airship are called big fish."

   Mole sighed.

   "Stop talking nonsense, let's clean up the battlefield."

  The gunshots on the hilltop in the distance have stopped.

  The infantry of the Skeleton Corps has already pressed up and is walking down the mountain with a few prisoners.

  Looking at the appearance of one of the captives, it seems that he is not the same as the average young man, maybe he is a high-ranking officer.

   Rolling his eyeballs, Mole suddenly looked at the driver's seat of the armored truck next to him, and ordered.

   "Fugui, you continue driving to the west to find the warlords."

  The yawning Elf King Fugui rolled his eyes.

   "Day, why don't you call me the Elf King?"

   "Hurry up, before he goes far, scare him with a spin, and when he fights back, pretend to have broken the engine and turn the steering wheel like this."

   As he spoke, the Mole gestured with his hands.

  Elf King Fugui saw it and smiled, and started the truck.

   "OK, I understand what you mean."

  The armored truck dragging the quadruple cannon restarted, left the team, and headed west to make it more difficult for the pangolin.

  Mole beckoned, and led the rest of the people into the Fallen Leaves camp, preparing to count the captured spoils with his good brothers.

  The Legion still has a lot of supplies left in the camp.

  Including generators, nutrient paste synthesizers, a large amount of munitions, some workbenches and processing tools for dealing with waste, and enough weapons and ammunition to arm half a division.

  Without a logistical supply line, the Legion can only produce the ammunition and chemicals it needs by using local materials.

  In the temporary factory building, you can even see the barrels and bullets that have just come out of the car, and even the 100mm shells that have not had time to charge.

   Among the captives, there should be some legion technicians, otherwise these wastelanders alone would not be able to do these difficult jobs.

  While Mole was checking the ammunition depot, Debt Eyes and Construction Guy went to the camp of the Field Atmosphere Team.

  There is the garrison of the officers of the legion and the retinue army.

  Including the personal items of the officers, slaves, and some valuable good things, they are generally placed here.

   Loot loot.

   Naturally, it starts from the buddy's tent.

   Lian Dayan and the construction guy smiled at each other and walked towards the tent.

  Maybe the two of them laughed too lewdly, or maybe the blood-stained bayonet was too scary. Seeing the chaos outside attacked, the women huddled in the tent had panic written on their bewildered faces.

  A short girl with light brown hair suddenly flashed a hint of despair in her struggling eyes.

As long as she can remember, she has heard from the instructors of the legion that it is their honor to be the dog of the legion. If they are in the hands of those wastelanders and mutants, they are weak and skinny wretches. They don't even have a chance to be whipped. Either they were tortured to death, or they were skinned and thrown into a frying pan.

  When General McLennan sent her and others to the pangolin "native" before, she was so nervous that she was afraid that she would be cooked by him.

  However, in the past half a month of getting along, she gradually discovered that that person was not as barbaric or evil as she imagined, and even treated them better than the people in the legion.

  Not only did he not force them to do things they didn't want to do, but he even sympathized with their physical strength, and only let them do some work within their capabilities, such as washing clothes.

  In order to prevent them from being harassed by other refugees and wastelanders, he deliberately placed their tents next to his own.

  It was also at that time that she even had a thought in her heart that surprised even herself—it felt good to be the servant of that native master.

However…

   That person did not come back.

   Obviously, he fought bravely to the last moment and was killed by these "rebels".

   Rather than being caught by these demons, it would be better...

  Looking at the two people who walked into the tent, a trace of determination appeared on her face, and she quietly grabbed the razor blade on the table, intending to kill herself.

   I saw the little girl's movements at a glance, and the big eyes who were chatting and laughing with the construction site guy were suddenly taken aback.

   Before he had time to ask about the situation, he quickly stepped forward and grabbed the little girl's arm, pulling the blade out of her hand.

"Are you crazy?"

  The girl who was yelled at was obviously frightened.

  She bit her lips until they turned white, her wide eyes were filled with horror, and she stared blankly at the man in front of her.

"Uh, I heard it's called Stockholm Syndrome...but it doesn't seem like it," the construction site boy and Brick interjected, "Anyway, don't expect your little human connection to be able to clear up with her. Give it to the NPCs who manage the logistics department."

  The Alliance has places like shelters.

  It is similar to the refugee camp, mainly housing and educating slaves bought from slave traders and poor people rescued from plunderers.

  Most of these people have been tortured for days and lost the ability to live in a normal society, and it is difficult for them to adapt to the new life both mentally and physically.

Before letting the "supervised people" return to society, the alliance will arrange for instructors to educate them, teach them literacy and newspaper reading, and after they acquire at least one skill for making a living, register them with new resident identities. They start a new life.

  Although these people have not been tortured, they have lived as slaves since birth, and there is absolutely no desire for freedom in their eyes.

   "This game is really troublesome..."

  The officer knows how to surrender even if he can’t win, but those cannon fodders are bleeding out, and the most loyal one is a slave...

   Of course, it may not necessarily be loyalty to the Legion.

   Big Eyes sighed.

  Although it is an intelligence department, he doesn't want to think about those complicated problems.

   Let go of the hand holding her arm, he threw the **** blade aside, regardless of the blood on his hand, took out a note from his arms, and handed it to the girl who wanted to die.

   "This is...that pangolin wrote to you, take it."

  Looking at the note in her hand, the girl looked bewildered.

   Obviously, she can't read.

   Lian Dayan reluctantly took the note back, cleared his throat, and read in a substandard Renlian language.

   "The hotel in Dawn City is looking for laundry workers. I recommend the Road Town Hotel. The old man named Hook is a good man. When the looters came, we extended a helping hand to them."

   "There is no slavery or oppression in the land of the Union. We have established our own country there, and we swear under the flag that we will never surrender to barbarism."

   "Therefore, you also don't have to submit to me."

   "You have learned the skills to make a living, you can - and should go there, and live a normal life."

  Big Eyes in Debt Combined with his own understanding, he modified his wording a little, so that those words did not sound so difficult to understand.

   Several women in the tent looked at each other.

  The light brown-haired girl lowered her head and remained silent for a long time.

  The indebted big eye and the construction site guy casually reclaimed some of the war field guy's personal belongings, and planned to take him back to Dawn City for him.

   Just as the two were about to leave, the light brown-haired girl suddenly raised her head, summoning up her courage to step forward and stop the two of them.

   "My name is Lisa."

  The indebted big eyes and the construction site guy stopped in their tracks, and stared at her blankly, wondering what the little girl was going to do.

   Biting her lips lightly, she continued in human-linked language.

   "He...if he's still around, please tell him for me."

   "I'll wait for him."

  Dayan Liabilities and the boy on the construction site looked at each other face to face.

   "What did she say? I was distracted just now."

   "Uh, it seems that her name is Lisa? Wait for that pangolin."

   "Damn it, bull!"

  Seeing Lie Daoyan with a surprised expression on his face, construction site teenagers and bricks subconsciously blurted out.

   "What kind of cow?"

   Lian Dayan looked at him speechlessly and rolled his eyes.

   "...can you please stop shaking this kind of wit that kills the scenery."

  The boy on the construction site and Brick said with a guilty face.

   "I... actually just want to ask, is it a two-headed cow or a normal one."

   "..."

  …

  The battle on the western front came to an end. Chu Guang, who entered the Fallen Leaves camp, announced the defeat of the legion and the victory of the alliance to the local survivors.

  The area around Ruigu City was incorporated into the recovery area by the Alliance, and the Fallen Leaf Camp will be renamed Fallen Leaf City and become a part of the Alliance.

  The survivors captured by the Legion can freely decide to stay or stay, and for those who are willing to stay, the Alliance will help them rebuild their homes on the ruins... These tasks will be carried out as the frontline advances.

   As for the captured retinue soldiers, the Alliance pardoned them for the crimes they committed while working for the Legion during the war.

  Although a small number of them joined the Legion voluntarily, most of them became cannon fodder under the coercion of the Legion.

  Holding them accountable would be a bit hurtful.

  Of course, if there are survivors who point out that one of them has committed a serious crime by using his status as a follower, he will still be punished with hard labor.

  As in the past, the Alliance will build a prisoner-of-war camp near Fallen Leaf City to hold prisoners of war.

   They will work to pay for the war crimes they committed and to compensate those displaced by them.

   While Chu Guang was busy leading his little players to clean up the battlefield on the western front, the northern border of the alliance was about to move.

  North of Xizhou City.

  At the edge where the tributary of Tianshui meets a barren mountain range, a thousand-strong army is marching towards the south at a leisurely pace.

   There are more than a dozen three-wheeled motorcycles and six-wheeled trucks mixed in the team, carrying some light and heavy machine guns, mortars, and anti-armor rocket launchers on them.

  Although these people are carrying some infantry weapons, no one will doubt their firepower.

   It is not difficult to see from the various costumes that these people are mercenaries.

  In the River Valley Province, the only places that can gather unorganized and undisciplined guys like mercenaries into a team of thousands of people are only two places, Boulder City and Bugra Free State.

   And judging from the direction in which these men were traveling, it cannot be guessed that they came from the latter.

  Walking beside Hader, the man in the leather felt hat looked at a mountain in the south, and laughed and joked.

   "Isn't it a little bad for us to make a move at this time?"

  The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, and Hubbard, who was carrying a rifle, said lazily.

   "You can't make a lot of money if you keep your hands tied."

  The name Hubbard is also quite famous in the Bugra Free State. This is true whether it is himself or the mercenary group named after him.

   Just a few days ago, a mysterious employer found him through an intermediary, hoping that he could attack Dawn City of the Alliance from the north.

  At first, Hubbard refused the deal without hesitation. After all, this is no different from sending someone to death, and no matter how much the reward is, you have to spend your life.

   However, the employer soon provided another clue.

  The Legion will adjust its deployment in the desert, and the airship in Ruigu City will be transferred back to Luoxia Province to support the battle in the No. 9 oasis.

  Before that, the alliance's forces would be held back on the western front, and the defense on the northern front would be empty. At this time, the invasion of Dawn City would not encounter too much resistance.

  In addition to providing this news, the employer also expressed that he could support them with a batch of arms, and increased the original remuneration of 1 million dinars to 1.2 million.

  1.2 million dinars, this is not a small sum.

   Even if it is an average score, everyone can get more than a thousand... Although considering the cost, Hubbard will not divide it this way.

  In addition to the bounty, according to the employer, he can also dispose of the captured spoils at will.

  A long time ago, Hubbard heard that Dawn City had already gathered 30,000 to 40,000 survivors, and was hoarding aid supplies worth tens of millions of chips.

   Someone paid for the equipment, and all the spoils belonged to him. With such a generous offer, Hubbard couldn't think of a reason to refuse it.

  The troops marched to the riverside of the tributary of Tianshui.

  Looking at Tianshui close at hand, Hubbard immediately ordered.

   "Get ready to cross the river!"

  After entering the rainy season, the water in the sky is more turbulent than before, and the river surface of this tributary is obviously much wider, and the narrowest part is a full 1 kilometer.

  But Hubbard was already prepared for this.

  Although his brothers have never fought water battles, it doesn’t mean he doesn’t know the weather.

  There are two inflatable rafts the size of double mattresses in the 20th treaty, and each inflatable valve is equipped with 4 paddles for rowing.

   More than a thousand people were divided into two waves. Under the leadership of Hubbard, the two hundred-man teams first boarded the inflatable raft to cross the river, while the rest stayed on the shore to guard.

  Standing at the front of the inflatable raft, Hubbard looked at the south bank of the Tianshui tributary and the brothers who were paddling hard in front, with a hint of excitement and cruelty floating in his eyes.

  Since the alliance can't take care of this for a while...

   At that time, it would be better to stay in Dawn City for a few more days.

  Although the beauty of those refugees is definitely not as good as the dancers in the tavern of the Buguera Free State, he dare not mess around in the city.

  There are not so many constraints outside.

   Just when Hubbard was full of thoughts, his vanguard was only 50 meters away from the shore.

  At this time, on the bank of the river not far away, on the edge of the lush forest, a figure suddenly appeared.

   Judging from the slightly slender shoulder width, it was probably a woman, wearing a cloak with a hood, and the shadow under the hood covered the entire face.

   Hubbard narrowed his eyes slightly.

  The intuition of the crisis made him feel a dangerous breath from that person.

   He opened his voice and shouted loudly.

   "Hey, **** the shore, this is not a place for a picnic. I have something to do today, so I don't have time to play with you."

  The man does not respond.

   Hubbard's expression turned cold, he gestured to the brothers next to him, and at the same time touched the automatic rifle hanging on the inflatable raft.

"Ready to fight…"

   I have to say that his judgment is very decisive.

   And the facts have proved that his judgment is indeed correct.

   Just…

   Seems a bit late.

  Almost when he gave the order, they were only 30 meters away from the river, and the man standing on the river bank also moved at the same time.

and-

  The speed is incredible!

   Doesn't seem human at all.

   Hubbard saw her legs slightly bent, and then she jumped into the air like a shell, and landed on the front inflatable raft over a distance of more than 20 meters.

  The huge impact caused the inflatable raft to almost snap into two pieces, and the mercenaries standing on it flew out screaming and landed in the fast-flowing river.

  The moment he saw this scene, Hubbard's pupils shrank suddenly.

   Before he could react, the figure that was as fast as a gust of wind had already jumped towards the next inflatable raft, and two white lights popped out of her cuffs.

  From the flickering afterimage, he could barely see that they were two daggers!

   It was too late to parry, and the two mercenaries who had just raised their guns were killed in an instant. Before they fell into the river, the man who rushed into the crowd cut the throats of the two of them.

  The two slender daggers in his hands flew up and down, like flying propellers, and like flying saws, tearing apart the inflatable raft under his feet.

  The adjutant squatting next to Hubbard had panic written all over his face, holding the light machine gun in his hand, trying to aim at the vigorous figure.

   But that person is too close to the friendly army!

  He can neither aim nor fire.

   "Damn it... I can't aim it!"

  Hubard's eyes flashed fiercely, and he roared loudly.

   "Don't fight with it close to you, and jump into the river if you get close! The rest of you open fire! Suppress it for me!"

   chug chug—!

  The erected machine gun finally spit out flames, and the adjutant did not wait for his teammates to jump completely, and pulled the trigger under Hubbard's urging.

   Bullets attacked the inflatable raft like locusts!

  In the dense firepower net, two mercenaries who were too late to jump off the boat were killed instantly, and only less than five people managed to jump into the river.

  Even if they can't swim at all.

   After finishing an inflatable raft, the man seemed to be tireless, and continued to jump to the next one without stopping at all.

In just five minutes, half of the 20 inflatable rafts sank, and the mercenaries who fell into the water were also killed or injured. Frightened, the dog pawed and swam towards the north.

   Seeing the situation on the river, the mercenaries waiting by the river could only watch anxiously. Even if they set up mortars and machine guns, they couldn't help at all.

   That person is too close to their teammates.

   A mortar shot past may not necessarily kill that person, maybe their boss is gone first.

   Seeing the continuous casualties of his subordinates, Hubbard's eyes were red with anxiety, and seeing the shadow getting closer, he finally couldn't help shouting loudly.

   "Retreat! Everyone retreat!"

  Receiving the order to retreat, the mercenary immediately grabbed the oar and paddled vigorously in the opposite direction.

  However, the man did not intend to let them go, and chased them straight.

  A mercenary took out the Iron Fist rocket launcher in the box, aimed at the man standing on the inflatable raft, and pulled the trigger.

  A white smoke whized past.

  However, at almost the same time, a small quadrotor drone rushed straight down from the sky, lying between him and the man.

   Explosion sounded loudly!

  The rocket collided directly with the drone, and at the same time detonated the explosives on the drone. The sparks from the second burst engulfed the two inflatable rafts in an instant, and the mercenary who fired the rocket was blown away.

   The frenzied air flow swayed across the river, pushing the surrounding inflatable rafts outward, and at the same time lifted the hood on the man's head.

   Hubbard narrowed his eyes slightly.

  It was a face with plain features and a slightly abstract outline, just like a dummy in a clothing store window.

   Instantly realizing what it was, he cried out in shock.

   "Bionic Man!"

   "Are you from an enterprise?!"

  The man didn’t answer, and before the shock wave of the explosion pushed the inflatable raft too far, his legs exerted force again, and he jumped towards the boat that Hubbard was in like a cannonball.

  At the same time, this is also the last ship!

  Seeing the man rushing towards him, Hubbard roared, the blood vessels under the muscles twisted like earthworms, and even the muscles all over his body swelled.

   Immediately afterwards, he simply threw away the rifle, drew out the two short knives tied to his thighs, and faced the man head-on.

  dangdang—!

  There were two consecutive sounds of metal colliding, and the huge force made his jaw numb.

  The bionic man standing on the inflatable raft took half a step back. Although there was no trace of sadness or joy in his ordinary facial features, there seemed to be a hint of surprise.

   At least according to Hubbard.

   "Don't underestimate me...I am also an awakened person after all," his eyes were burning with fighting intent, with two short knives resting in front of him, he adjusted his breathing, trying to stabilize the shaking center of gravity.

   Through clenched teeth, he squeezed out a provocative sentence.

   "Disgusting monster...I'm going to dismantle you into parts."

   "Your words are too much."

   An electric voice without a trace of emotion floated over. This was the first sentence it said after it started, and it was also the only sentence of communication.

  Two willow-like daggers turned again in its hands.

  Like the propeller of a fighter jet.

   Hubbard shrank his pupils, trying to see the trajectory of the blade clearly, but the frame rate of his eyes was gradually unable to capture it.

  The bionic man standing at the bow moved again.

   This time, it's faster than before.

  Looking at the face of the dummy rushing towards him, Hubbard's muscles swelled up, and he swung out fiercely with a roar, but the feeling of losing control in that empty swing made his heart sink.

So fast!

   This was the last thought that crossed his mind.

  The bionic man who turned slightly sideways easily avoided his full-strength blow, and his vigorous steps had already landed half an inch on his heels. The flying dagger just flickered, and cut the back of his neck lightly.

  There is the nerve center.

  Because the artery is avoided, no blood spews out.

  Hubard opened his eyes wide and tried to turn his head back, but his body was out of control, and he fell straight forward on the inflatable raft.

   Swinging the blood-stained dagger, the bionic man standing on the inflatable raft glanced across the river, turned his head and jumped into the river.

   Finally regaining consciousness, the mercenaries standing by the river pulled their triggers one after another, unleashing ferocious firepower in the direction where the figure disappeared.

  The rain of bullets splashed a string of water on the river.

   Immediately afterwards, two more mortar shells fell into the river, and the blasted water column rushed up more than ten meters.

  However, that figure has disappeared, leaving only a messy surface of the river, and puddles of light red blood...

  The faces of the mercenaries were full of horror.

"devil…"

   "What the **** is that?!"

   "Are you an awakener?"

   "No...is that thing still human?"

   It was a completely one-sided massacre.

  Although they are 100% confident that they can destroy that thing on land, but on the turbulent river... unless they are awakened people with enhanced reflex nerves, it may be difficult for them to stand still, let alone aim.

  Rifles don't have such a thing as "stabilizing".

  A man with a beard swallowed and looked at the brother standing aside.

   "The boss is dead."

  He is the centurion of Hubbard's mercenary regiment.

   But now Hubbard is dead.

  He will probably take his brothers and register a new mercenary group under his own name.

  The centurion next to him nodded solemnly.

"Um…"

  The man with the beard continued to ask.

   "So... what do we do now?"

  They only brought twenty inflatable rafts, and they no longer had the equipment to cross the river, and even if they had, as long as that ghost thing was still there, they wouldn't have a chance to cross it.

  Completing the mission has become impossible.

   An older centurion gritted his teeth and said in a heavy tone.

   "Let's withdraw..."

  …

   Symbolically fired several rounds of mortars towards the opposite bank of the river, on the one hand to vent their anger, and on the other hand to mourn their dead regiment leader.

  The mercenaries gathered by the river saw that no one came up again, hesitated for a while, and finally retreated in a swarm.

   At the same time, a little downstream, a bionic man got out of the river, shook off the water droplets on his body, and walked steadily to the shore.

   "Great job! The host will thank you!"

  The puppet riding on Xia Yan's shoulders swayed slightly, and a heartfelt compliment came from that quiet and beautiful face.

  Xia Yan, who had put on soy sauce, felt that she should also say something, so hahaha smiled, and said with a little embarrassment.

   "It seems that we don't need to take action..."

   She carries an LD-47s sniper rifle on her back.

  Although she hasn't fought for a long time and is not an awakened person, her skills are not new—at least she thinks so.

However…

  Xiao Qi complained.

   "Remove the word 'men, Xiao Qi made a move!"

  Hearing this sentence, Xia Yan's eyebrows twitched violently, staring at the guy sitting on his shoulder.

   "You bastard, be careful I throw you into the river!"

  Xiao Qi, who was controlling the puppet, bent her mouth.

   "Don't talk nonsense, you can throw it away if you have the ability."

  Seeing this guy's air, Xia Yan grinned his teeth in anger, pulled it off his shoulders and kneaded it for a while, but didn't dare to throw this guy into the river.

  It's different from that wastebasket.

  Even without considering Chu Guang's idea, this is a puppet made by Pai.

   After spending so many days together, she has long since become friends with that blue-eyed little girl.

  Xiao Qi obviously knew it. When she was rubbing her face, she simply disconnected from the doll and just lay down and let it go.

   Tian Qin flicked the blood and water droplets on the dagger, looked at the doll being rubbed, and replied with that unruly electronic voice.

   "Thank you, the support is very timely."

   Seeing Tian Qin looking at this side, Xia Yan felt embarrassed, and carefully put Xiao Qi back on her shoulder.

   After reconnecting, Xiao Qi shook her calf in a loud voice and continued.

   "You're welcome... Speaking of the bionics in the refuge, I thought they couldn't attack living creatures."

   "Under normal circumstances, it is indeed not possible, but Dr. Method has revised my terms of service and added restrictions, such as judging that people in the shelter or the list are in danger, and the necessary force can be used."

  Looking slightly flickering, Tian Qin continued to speak expressionlessly.

   "Aren't you the same?"

  Xiao Qi raised the corners of her mouth triumphantly.

   "Of course, these hateful guys dare to plot against Xiao Qi's master, Xiao Qi must teach them a lesson!"

  About half a month ago, its owner told it that the alliance's northern border might be attacked.

   Later, when they went to Ruigu City, its owner probably reached an agreement with the manager of No. 101 Vault and sent Tian Qin here.

   Seeing that Chu Guang was so worried about the safety here, Xiao Qi dispatched two drones and flew to the edge of Liming City, and also picked up Xia Yan, who was studying in Camp No. 101, by the way.

   It is not necessary to pull her.

  The main reason is that the owner is not within the communication range, and it is boring to stay alone, so I called the "servant" who often carried it up and down the stairs.

  By the way, show off your beautiful new body with this jerk.

  Listening to the two AIs communicating, Xia Yan felt completely unable to speak.

  At this time, she suddenly noticed the eye-catching and cracks on Tian Qin's body, and said worriedly.

"You are hurt."

  Tian Qin's pupils flickered slightly, and she replied solemnly.

  "Small problem, just some cosmetic damage, the moving parts and control parts are still intact, and have not affected my function."

   This is probably the longest sentence she has ever said.

  Xia Yan said with sparkling eyes.

   "I mean, I can fix it for you."

   This is a skill she has just learned recently, and she is worried that she will not have the opportunity to practice it.

  Meeting the expectant eyes, Tian Qin froze for a moment, looked to the side after a moment of silence.

   "That... no need."

   It’s a bit late, today is still the 4D chapter, tomorrow should not be late, probably… T.T

  

  (end of this chapter)