Chapter 404 The End of the Battle

The fuel ran out, the long shuttle-shaped escape capsule shut down, and the parachutes at the top and tail opened, dragging it down into a patch of yellow sand.

The half-man-high radiation scorpions were frightened by the noise and fled in all directions, leaving only a few dull-witted yellow beetles shaking their antennae in confusion.

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

Several guards carrying submachine guns climbed out first, half-crouching on the ground to be on guard.

After confirming that it was safe outside, one of them immediately returned to the escape capsule and knocked on the door to signal his comrades inside to open the hatch completely.

Soon, with the help of two guards, the embarrassed General McLen limped out of the escape capsule.

This thing is called an escape capsule, but it is actually a large "rocket", and the slow-down device is a few parachutes. Naturally, the riding experience is not very good.

Although he had ridden it several times during the exercise, McLen had never thought that he would use it one day.

"This damn native... maggots..."

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

Fortunately, the alliance plane did not catch up with him. The sky was clear for a hundred miles, and everything showed.

This is already Luoxia Province.

In addition to him and several guards, there are more than 20 senior officers in the escape capsule, including his adjutant and staff.

This is almost the limit of what this escape capsule can accommodate.

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

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

Thinking of this, he shuddered involuntarily.

He didn't dare to think about how rudely he would be treated if he fell into the hands of those barbarians who ate raw meat and drank blood.

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

That flag seemed to belong to the alliance.

Yes.

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

It was not just the survivor settlement in Boulder City that was against the Legion, but the "alliance" composed of all the survivor settlements in the southern part of the entire River Valley Province.

"... these wild dogs."

McLen almost bit his teeth to pieces and squeezed out this sentence from his teeth.

He swore.

He would come back.

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

...

No matter how furious McLen was, he could not change his embarrassing and miserable situation, and the outcome of the Legion's complete defeat in the River Valley Province.

Fallen Leaf Camp.

The sound of gunfire continued for a full hour.

Soldiers in black robes and bulletproof armor and followers in pseudo-military uniforms engaged in fierce exchanges of fire between tents.

An hour ago, under the leadership of a group of veterans of the Death Corps and Storm Corps, including Debt Big Eyes, Construction Site Boy and Brick, more than 200 followers quickly occupied the five ammunition depots and weapons depots of the Fallen Leaf Camp.

After controlling the ammunition depot, Big Eyes immediately threw the weapons to the followers who had not yet recovered.

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

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

"If you still have a little dignity left, even if there is only a little left--"

"Take your guns and follow me!"

To be honest, this mobilization was prepared in a hurry, and the big-eyed people's joint language was only at an average level, but most people didn't hear it very clearly.

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

The rebels rolled up their sleeves over their arms to distinguish between the enemy and us, and engaged in fierce exchanges of fire with the black-robed soldiers who came to suppress them.

The most loyal cannon fodder was pulled to the front line, and the more than 3,000 puppet soldiers who stayed behind either had only touched the rifles for a few days, or had never seen eye to eye with the Legion, and only succumbed to the Legion's tyranny and put on this military uniform.

There were only over 500 legion soldiers stationed in the Fallen Leaf Camp, and there were more than 100 awakened people who sneaked into the camp.

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

Korway's men quickly fell into decline.

Especially after the front gun cabin of the airship was blown up and the flag of the alliance flew over the bridge, the black-robed soldiers fell into despair.

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

However, before he reached the door, more than half of the more than ten guards had been killed or injured, leaving only four people to protect him.

Looking at the flying sparks and the flickering fire in the camp, a trace of despair appeared on Korway's face.

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

Especially those grassroots officers, each of them had several or even dozens of native soldiers' lives in their hands. If they turned against them at this time, wouldn't they be afraid of being captured and liquidated by the enemy?

And when did these people collude?

They were never seen whispering to each other at ordinary times!

At this moment, a fierce general of the escort army came to him alone with a ripper rifle.

Korway subconsciously glanced at his arm and saw that the sleeve was not rolled up. He was relieved and signaled the nervous guards next to him not to open fire.

Fortunately, this man did not betray him.

Having just fought his way out of the sea of ​​corpses, Zhan Di Lao panted and looked at Korway and said.

"Sir, those traitors who are more trouble than good betrayed the Legion! My people were killed when suppressing those traitors."

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

This sentence was made up by Fang Chang, and he memorized it for a long time before he could remember it word for word.

In fact, he originally planned to do something with Da Yan and others to give a surprise to the guy named Korwei in front of him, but he suddenly received a new task on the forum last night.

The manager asked him to continue to play the undercover and to cover Korwei's successful evacuation to the Legion's military base in Luoxia Province.

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

But think about it, the Legion has already been defeated, and there are countless centurions and decathlons that surrendered in an organized manner. There are already enough captured officers, and one or two are not a big deal.

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

"These traitors..." Korway gritted his teeth and squeezed out these words from his throat. He looked at the pangolin who was still standing by his side, and couldn't help but feel touched.

Even if everyone betrayed him.

But there were still one or two loyal guys who followed him without giving up.

He swore.

If he was lucky enough to survive, he would never let down this shining loyalty.

"Cover me!"

Seeing that Korway didn't suspect anything, Zhan Di Lao was relieved and said loyally.

"Yes! Sir!"

...

Shortly after Korway escaped, the armored forces of the Skeleton Corps arrived at the south gate of the Fallen Leaf Camp.

After seeing the towering quadruple machine guns, the more than 50 sentries stationed at the gate immediately dropped their weapons and surrendered.

They had wanted to surrender a long time ago.

They just didn't want to surrender to those puppet soldiers who rolled up their sleeves.

After all, they were the dogs they had fed themselves. They could not accept this humiliation either psychologically or physically.

But the final result was actually the same.

The number of infantrymen in the Skeleton Corps was limited. After the guards were given their guns, they were asked to squat in a row by the wall with their heads in their hands, and handed over to the escort soldiers who had rushed to the door.

Seeing that the situation was hopeless, many escort soldiers who had originally helped the Corps resist also rolled up their sleeves and defected.

In the end, more than 50 Corps soldiers wearing black robes were driven to Luoye Ridge and surrounded by the rebels.

Among them were grassroots officers such as the Corps's ten-man commander, and centurions who had escaped from the Marine Corps camp.

Although most of the Corps' members had surrendered as a whole, there were still some who resisted stubbornly.

However, this did not change anything.

Under the command of the mole, five No. 1 tanks stopped on the gentle slope and lined up along the edge of the Fallen Leaf Camp.

Aiming at the enemy's last position on the hilltop, Makabazi looked at the loader at his feet and shouted.

"High-explosive bomb!"

"Collect!"

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

"Loading completed!"

"Fire!"

A deafening sound of artillery fire, 88mm high-explosive shells drew parabolas and landed on the hilltop of Fallen Leaf Ridge, exploding into a cloud of smoke.

At the same time, players carrying assault rifles, led by team leaders, orderly passed through the smoke-filled camp and ran towards Fallen Leaf Ridge.

Standing next to the truck, Canyon Fleeing Mole raised his telescope and looked at the hilltop suppressed by artillery fire not far away.

There was no defensive work built there in advance.

I think the people in the legion would never have thought that they would be pushed to the hilltop in a mess one day.

"Tank formations fire alternately, keep suppressing, and cover the infantry to advance to the hilltop!"

Excited shouts came from the communication channel.

"Received!"

The flag of the alliance fluttered hundreds of meters in the sky. With the breach of the Fallen Leaf Camp, there was no suspense about the outcome so far.

Now it should be considered to be cleaning up the battlefield.

Glancing at the survivors in the camp who were shivering and lying on their heads, Mole saw Debt Big Eyes and the construction site boy and brick, leading a group of people from the direction of the camp gate.

The faces of those puppet soldiers were full of uneasiness.

The identities of these people in front of them were not difficult to guess.

Even until yesterday, they were still exchanging fire with these people.

However, these people did not embarrass them, and did not even take away their guns. They just pointed them in a direction and asked them to go to the wall to help watch the prisoners of the Legion.

As for the players who came with them, they did not go, but stayed.

"You came at the right time. 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 smirk.

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

"Where is your pangolin?"

The construction site boy and the brick replied with a smile.

"The Alliance's double-class senior agent has a new mission again. This time it is to cover Cowell's retreat."

"Cowell?" Remembering that he had seen the serialized post of the old warlord on the forum before, Mole immediately remembered this name, "The highest commander of the Fallen Leaf Camp?"

"Yes, that's him."

Seeing Big Eyes nod, Mole looked regretful.

"Damn! We let a big fish escape."

Big Eyes smiled and said, "Is this a big fish? They are just a few small leaders. The ones on the airship are the big fish."

Mole sighed.

"Let's stop talking nonsense and clean up the battlefield."

The gunfire on the distant hilltop has stopped.

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

One of the prisoners looks different from the ordinary minions. Maybe he is a senior officer.

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

"Fugui, keep driving west and find the old man on the battlefield."

The yawning Elf King Fugui rolled his eyes.

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

"Hurry up, before he gets far away, go and scare him with a burst of bullets, and when he fights back, pretend that the engine is broken and turn the steering wheel like this."

As he said this, the mole made a gesture with his hands.

Elf King Fugui smiled and started the truck.

"OK, I understand what you mean."

The armored truck towing the quad-mounted machine gun restarted, separated from the team, and headed west to make things more difficult for the pangolin.

Mole waved his hand and led the rest of the people deep into the Fallen Leaf Camp, preparing to count the captured spoils with his good brothers.

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

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

Without a logistics supply line, the Legion could only make the required ammunition and chemicals by using local materials.

In the temporary factory, you can even see the gun barrels and bullets that have just been driven out, and even 100mm shells that have not been loaded yet.

Among those prisoners, there should be some technicians of the Legion, otherwise these wastelanders alone cannot do these difficult jobs.

While the mole was checking the ammunition depot, Big Eyes in Debt and the construction site old man went to the tent of the battlefield atmosphere group.

That was the station of the legion and the officers of the escort army.

Including the officers' personal belongings, slaves, and some valuable goodies, they were generally placed here.

Searching for spoils.

Naturally, we had to start from the tent of our good brother.

Big Eyes in Debt and the construction site old man smiled at each other and walked towards the tent.

Maybe the two of them smiled too obscenely, or maybe the bloody bayonet was too scary. Seeing the chaotic army outside attacking, the women huddled in the tent were terrified on their confused faces.

One of the girls, who was slightly shorter and had light brown hair, suddenly flashed a trace of despair in her struggling eyes.

Ever since she could remember, she had heard the instructors of the Corps say that it was their honor to be the Corps' dogs. If they were in the hands of the Wastelanders and the mutants, these weak and thin poor creatures would not even have the chance to be whipped. They would either be tortured to death or skinned and thrown into the oil pan.

When General McLen sent her and the others to the pangolin "native", she was extremely nervous, fearing that he would cook and eat her.

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

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

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

It was at that time that she even had an idea that surprised herself - it would be nice to be the servant of the native master.

However...

That man did not come back.

Obviously, he fought bravely until 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.

He saw the girl's action at a glance, and was startled by the big eyes that were laughing with the old man on the construction site.

Without time to ask about the situation, he hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed the girl's arm and pulled the blade out of her hand.

"Are you crazy?"

The girl who was yelled at was obviously scared.

She bit her lips until they turned white, and her wide eyes were full of fear, staring at the man in front of her.

"Well, I heard that this is called Stockholm syndrome... but it doesn't seem to be the case," the construction site boy and the brick interrupted, "Anyway, don't expect your little Lianyu to be able to talk her out, leave it to the NPCs who manage the logistics department."

The alliance has places like shelters.

It is similar to the refugee camp, mainly to accommodate and educate slaves redeemed from slave traders and poor people rescued from looters.

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

Before letting the "supervised" return to society, the alliance will arrange instructors to educate them ideologically, teach them to read and read newspapers, and after they have acquired at least one skill to make a living, register them for new resident identities and let them start a new life.

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

"This game is so fucking troublesome..."

The officer surrendered when he couldn't win, but the cannon fodders were bleeding, and the most loyal one was a slave...

Of course, it might not be loyalty to the legion.

Big Eyes sighed.

Although he was an intelligence type, he didn't want to think about those complicated problems.

He let go of the hand that was holding her arm, threw the bloody blade aside, and regardless of the blood on his hand, he took out a note from his arms and handed it to the girl who was determined to die.

"This is... written to you by the pangolin, take it."

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

Obviously, she was illiterate.

The debt-ridden Big Eyes took the note back helplessly, cleared his throat, and read it in a not-so-standard human language.

"The hotel in Dawn City is looking for laundry workers. I recommend the Highway Town Inn. The old man named Hook is a good man. When the looters came, we lent them a hand."

"There is no slavery or oppression on the land of the Alliance. We have established our own country there. We swear under the flag that we will never succumb to barbarism."

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

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

Debt Big Eyes combined his own understanding and slightly modified his words to make those words sound less difficult to understand.

The women in the tent looked at each other.

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

Debt Big Eyes and the construction site old man casually collected some of the battlefield old man's personal belongings and prepared to take them back to Dawn City for him.

Just as the two were about to leave, the light brown-haired girl suddenly raised her head and plucked up the courage to stop the two.

"My name is Lisa."

Big Eyes in Debt and the old man on the construction site stopped and looked at her blankly, not understanding what this little girl was going to do.

Biting her lips lightly, she continued in human language.

"He...if he is still here, please tell him for me."

"I will wait for him."

Big Eyes in Debt and the young man and brick on the construction site looked at each other in surprise.

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

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

"Fuck, it's awesome!"

Seeing Big Eyes in Debt's surprised face, the young man and brick on the construction site blurted out subconsciously.

"What kind of awesome?"

Big Eyes in Debt looked at him speechlessly and rolled his eyes.

"...Can you please stop showing off such a spoiling trick."

The young man and brick on the construction site said with a guilty look.

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

"..."

...

The war on the western front came to an end. Chu Guang, who entered the Fallen Leaf Camp, announced the news of the Legion's defeat and the victory of the Alliance to the local survivors.

The area around Ruigu City was included in the recovery zone by the Alliance, and the Fallen Leaf Camp will be renamed Fallen Leaf City and become part of the Alliance.

The survivors captured by the Legion can decide freely whether to stay or leave, 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 front line advances.

As for the captured soldiers of the Retainer Army, 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 on their own initiative, most of them became cannon fodder under the coercion of the Legion.

It would be a bit hurtful to hold them accountable.

Of course, if a survivor points out that one of them committed a serious crime by using the identity of the Retainer Army, he will still not be exempted from the punishment of labor.

As usual, the Alliance will build a prisoner-of-war camp near Luoye City to detain prisoners.

They will use labor to pay for the war crimes they committed and compensate those who were displaced because of 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 ready to move.

North of Xizhou City.

At the edge where the Tianshui tributary meets a wild mountain, a thousand-man army is marching slowly towards the south.

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

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

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

In the River Valley Province, only the Stone City and the Bughra Free State can gather such unorganized and undisciplined mercenaries into a thousand-man team.

And from the direction these people are moving, it is impossible to guess that they are from the latter.

Walking next to Hader, the man with a fur felt hat looked at the mountains in the south and laughed and teased.

"Would it be a bit bad for us to take action at this time?"

Hubbard, who was carrying a rifle, said lazily with a slightly raised corner of his mouth.

"You can't make a fortune if you always tie your hands and feet."

The name Hubbard is also well-known in the Bughra Free State. This is true for both him and the mercenary group named after him.

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

Hubbard refused the deal without hesitation at first. After all, it was no different from sending himself to death. No matter how much the reward was, he had to live to spend it.

However, the employer soon provided another clue.

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

Before that, the Alliance's troops will definitely be tied down on the western front, and the defense on the northern front will definitely be empty. At this time, the invasion of Dawn City will not encounter too much resistance.

In addition to providing this information, the employer also said that he could support them with a batch of arms and increase the original reward of 1 million dinars to 1.2 million.

1.2 million dinars, this is not a small amount.

Even if it is divided equally, each person can get more than 1,000... 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 gathered 30,000 to 40,000 survivors and stockpiled aid materials worth hundreds of millions of chips.

Someone provided money and equipment, and all the spoils belonged to him. With such generous conditions, Hubbard could not think of any reason to refuse.

The troops marched to the riverside of the Tianshui tributary.

Looking at the Tianshui that was just around the corner, Hubbard immediately gave an order.

"Prepare to cross the river!"

After entering the rainy season, the Tianshui River was more turbulent than before, and the river surface of this tributary was obviously much wider, with the narrowest place being a full 1 kilometer.

However, Hubbard had been prepared for this.

Although his brothers had never fought a water battle, it did not mean that he would not check the weather.

About twenty men put down two inflatable rafts the size of double mattresses, and each inflatable valve was equipped with four rowing oars.

More than a thousand people were divided into two waves. Under the leadership of Hubbard, two teams of 100 people took the lead in boarding the inflatable rafts 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 paddling hard in front of him, with a hint of excitement and cruelty in his eyes.

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

I'll stay in Dawn City for a few more days.

Although the looks of those refugees are definitely not as good as the dancers in the Bugera Free State Tavern, he dare not do anything reckless in the city.

There are not so many restrictions outside.

Just when Hubbard was thinking about it, his vanguard was only the last fifty meters away from the shore.

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

Judging from the slightly slender shoulders, it was probably a woman, wearing a hooded cloak, and the shadow under the hood covered the whole face.

Hubbard narrowed his eyes slightly.

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

He opened his voice and shouted.

"Hey, girl on the shore, this is not a place for an outing. I have something to do today and I don't have time to play with you."

The man did not respond.

Hubbard's expression turned cold, and he gestured to the brothers next to him, and his hand reached for the automatic rifle hanging on the inflatable raft.

"Prepare for battle..."

It must be said that his judgment was decisive.

And the facts also proved that his judgment was indeed correct.

But...

It seemed a little 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.

Moreover——

The speed was incredible!

She was not human at all.

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

The huge impact force almost broke the inflatable raft in two, and the mercenaries standing on it screamed and flew out, falling into the fast-flowing river.

Hubbard's eyes suddenly shrank when he saw this scene.

Before he could react, the figure as fast as a gust of wind had already jumped to the next inflatable raft, and two white lights popped out from her sleeves.

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

There was no time 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 their throats.

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

The adjutant squatting next to Hubbard had a panic on his face, holding the light machine gun in his hand and trying to aim at the agile figure.

However, the man was too close to the friendly forces!

He could neither aim nor fire.

"Damn... I can't aim at it!"

Hubbard's eyes flashed with a trace of fierceness, and he shouted loudly.

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

Tut tut tut——!

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

Bullets attacked the inflatable raft like locusts!

In the dense firepower net, two mercenaries who didn't have time to jump off the boat were killed instantly, and only less than five people successfully jumped into the river.

Even though they couldn't swim at all.

After killing an inflatable raft, the man seemed tireless and didn't stop at all, and continued to jump to the next one.

In just five minutes, half of the 20 inflatable rafts had sunk, and the mercenaries who fell into the water were also killed or injured. Most of them were swept downstream by the turbulent water. Only a few who could swim were swam to the north with a terrified face.

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

The man was too close to their teammates.

A mortar shot might not kill the man, and their boss might die first.

Seeing his men continue to suffer casualties, Hubbard's eyes turned red with anxiety. Seeing that the shadow was getting closer and closer, he finally couldn't help but shout loudly.

"Retreat! Everyone retreat!"

After receiving the order to retreat, the mercenaries immediately grabbed the oars and paddled hard in the opposite direction.

However, the man had no intention of letting them go and chased them straight up.

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 whizzed past.

However, almost at the same time, a small four-rotor drone rushed straight down from the sky and stood between him and the man.

The explosion sounded!

The rocket hit the drone head-on, and at the same time, it also detonated the explosives on the drone. The sparks from the secondary explosion instantly engulfed the two inflatable rafts and blew away the mercenary who launched the rocket.

The frenzied air currents spread across the river, pushing the surrounding inflatable rafts outwards, and also lifted the hood on the man's head.

Hubbard's eyes narrowed slightly.

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

He instantly realized what it was and screamed.

"Bionic man!"

"Are you from the enterprise?!"

The man did not answer. Before the shock wave of the explosion pushed the inflatable raft too far, he exerted force with his legs again and jumped towards the one where Hubbard was like a cannonball.

At the same time, this was also the last one!

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

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

Clang clang——!

Two consecutive metal collisions rang out, and the huge force made his palm numb.

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

At least that was what Hubbard thought.

"Don't underestimate me... I am an awakener after all," his eyes were burning with fighting spirit, two short knives were placed in front of him, and he adjusted his breathing and tried to stabilize the shaking center of gravity.

From his clenched teeth, he squeezed out a provocative word.

"Disgusting monster... I will tear you into parts right now."

"You talk too much."

The electric sound without a trace of emotion floated over. This was the first sentence it said after taking action, and it was also the only communication.

The two willow-like daggers turned again in its hands.

Like the propellers of a fighter plane.

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

The robot standing on the bow moved again.

This time, it was faster than before.

Looking at the fake face rushing towards him, Hubbard's muscles swelled, and he roared and swung the knife fiercely, but the feeling of losing control in the air made his heart sink.

So fast!

This was the last thought that flashed through his mind.

The robot slightly turned sideways and easily avoided his full-strength attack. The agile steps had landed half an inch behind his heels. The flying dagger was just a flash, and it cut his neck lightly.

There was a nerve center there.

Because the artery was avoided, no blood spurted out.

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

After shaking the blood-stained dagger, the android standing on the inflatable raft glanced across the river, turned his head and jumped into the river.

Finally coming to his senses, the mercenaries standing by the river pulled the triggers one after another, unleashing fierce firepower in the direction where the figure disappeared.

The rain of bullets splashed a series of water on the river surface.

Then two more mortar shells fell into the river surface, and the exploding water column rushed up more than ten meters.

However, the figure had disappeared, leaving only a messy river surface and pools of pale red blood...

The faces of the mercenaries were full of fear.

"Devil..."

"What the hell is that?!"

"Is it an awakener?"

"No... is that thing still human?"

It was a completely one-sided massacre.

Although they were 100% confident that they could destroy the thing on land, in the turbulent river... unless they were awakened with enhanced reflexes, it would be difficult to aim, let alone stand still.

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

A bearded man swallowed his saliva and looked at the brothers standing beside him.

"The boss is dead."

He was the centurion of the Hubbard Mercenary Group.

But now Hubbard is dead.

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

The centurion next to him nodded solemnly.

"Well..."

The bearded man continued to ask.

"Then... what should we do now?"

They only brought 20 inflatable rafts and no equipment to cross the river. Even if they did, as long as that ghost thing was there, they would not have a chance to cross.

Completing the mission has become impossible.

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

"Retreat..."

...

Symbolically, they fired several rounds of mortars at the other side of the river, on the one hand to vent their anger, and on the other hand probably to mourn their dead leader.

The mercenaries gathered by the river saw that no one swam up again, and after hesitating for a while, they finally retreated in a swarm.

At the same time, a little downstream, an android emerged from the river, shook off the water droplets on his body, and walked steadily to the shore.

"Well done! The master will thank you!"

The doll riding on Xia Yan's shoulders gently swayed its calves, and a sincere compliment floated from its quiet and beautiful face.

Xia Yan, who was just playing soy sauce, felt that she should say something, so she laughed and said a little embarrassedly.

"It seems that we don't have to do anything..."

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

Although she hadn't fought for a long time and was not an awakener, her skills were not rusty - at least she thought so.

However...

Xiao Qi complained.

"Take out the word 'men', Xiao Qi did it!"

Hearing this, Xia Yan's eyebrows twitched fiercely, staring at the guy sitting on her shoulder.

"You guy, be careful or I'll throw you into the river!"

Xiao Qi, who was controlling the puppet, curled his lips.

"Don't talk nonsense, just throw it if you have the guts."

Seeing the guy's arrogant look, Xia Yan was so angry that she pulled it off her shoulder and kneaded it for a while, but she didn't dare to really throw it into the river.

Unlike the wastebasket.

Even if Chu Guang's thoughts were not considered, this was also a puppet made by Pa Yin.

After so many days of getting along, she had already become friends with the blue-eyed girl.

Xiao Qi obviously knew it. When she rubbed her face, she simply disconnected from the doll and lay down.

Tianqin shook the blood and water droplets on the dagger, looked at the doll being rubbed, and answered with the unruly electronic sound.

"Thank you, the support is very timely."

Seeing Tianqin looking at this side, Xia Yan felt embarrassed and carefully put Xiao Qi back on his shoulder.

After reconnecting, Xiao Qi shook his calves proudly and continued.

"You're welcome... Speaking of the androids in the shelter, I thought we couldn't attack living life forms."

"Under normal circumstances, it's true, but Dr. Method has modified my terms of service and added restrictions, such as judging that the shelter or the people on the list are in danger, and using necessary force."

With a slight flicker in his eyes, Tianqin continued expressionlessly.

"Aren't you the same?"

Xiao Qi raised the corners of his mouth proudly.

"Of course, these hateful guys dared to plot against Xiaoqi's master, Xiaoqi must teach them a lesson!"

About half a month ago, its master told it that the northern border of the alliance might be attacked.

Later, when it went to Ruigu City, its master probably reached an agreement with the manager of Shelter No. 101 and sent Tianqin here.

Seeing that Chu Guang was so worried about the safety here, Xiaoqi dispatched two drones to the edge of Dawn City, and also took Xia Yan, who was studying abroad in Camp No. 101.

It's not that he had to take her.

The main reason was that the master was not in the communication range, and it was very bored to be alone, so he called the "servant" who often carried it up and down the stairs.

By the way, show off your beautiful new body to this idiot.

Listening to the two AIs communicating, Xia Yan felt that she couldn't get a word in.

At this time, she suddenly noticed the eye-catching and cracked on Tianqin's body, and spoke worriedly.

"You're injured."

Tianqin's eyes flickered slightly, and she answered seriously.

"It's a minor problem, just some cosmetic damage, the moving parts and control parts are still intact, and it has no effect on my function."

This is probably the longest sentence she has ever said.

Xia Yan said with sparkling eyes.

"I mean, I can help you fix it."

This is a skill she just learned recently, and she was worried about not having a chance to practice it.

Meeting the expectant eyes, Tianqin was slightly stunned, and looked to the side in silence for a moment.

"That... no need."