Late at night …
In a forest two hundred miles away from Forest City, a field reconnaissance team was fleeing in panic. They kept looking back as if there was something terrifying chasing after them. A faint rustling sound came from the forest behind them, as if something was getting closer and closer. The surrounding darkness was like an all-pervasive mercury, so they couldn't even see their own fingers in front of them.
There were three people in this team, and they were all Sunil Supers. The captain, Fumi, said with a trembling voice, "Don't stop, Nightmares are right behind us!"
According to the beasts that appeared at different times, the stages of the Catastrophe were divided. Nightmares were a sign of entering the middle stage. These were beasts that were active at night, and when they appeared in large numbers, the dangerous night battle would begin.
The Soul Tide made all the beasts around the world go berserk, and Forest City was just one corner of it. In other places, there were countless beasts killing each other. No place was safe. One of the reasons for the Beast Tide was that the weak beasts instinctively felt the pressure from the overlords at the top of the food chain, so they left the territories of the stronger beasts and formed groups, causing an impact on Forest City. As the beasts were killed on a large scale, some kind of signal would be released that would attract stronger beasts.
The purpose of field reconnaissance was to find out what kind of beasts were attacking and warn Forest City. This was a dangerous job because running into a group of beasts in the wild meant certain death. This field reconnaissance team had already sent the news back to their superiors, and now they were escaping to save their lives.
Feeling the cold darkness right in front of them, the three of them had goosebumps.
Fumi clenched his teeth, and regret filled his heart.
"This again … This is not the first time!"
He had experienced three Catastrophes, been selected for field reconnaissance three times, and walked the line between life and death countless times. The scars on his body were still aching, and he had had enough of such a life.
In the past, when the Catastrophes came, the Supers who were running around actively came back to protect their race, and Fumi was the same. Now, he only felt annoyed and resistant. There would always be a time when the hot blood would slowly cool down. He kept giving without any returns, and year after year, Fumi's patience had long been exhausted. He did love his home, but it did not mean that his race had the right to use him as a tool and kidnap him for the sake of continuing his race. Fumi had long been tired of this.
It was too unfair! Fumi's patience had already reached its limit. Why would the tribe ask him to sacrifice himself in such a dangerous situation? What right did the tribe have to ask him to sacrifice so much?
Could it be that just because it was his own race, he had to ask for nothing in return?
Why should the strong bear so much responsibility?!
His life as a mercenary in the galaxy had broadened his horizons, and Fumi felt that it was not worth it to risk his life for his race. Life was extremely precious, and he only had one.
Many of the tribe's warriors had firm beliefs, but there were also many warriors who shared the same thoughts as him. After giving so much, he felt that he had done all he could for the tribe.
"If I can survive this time, I don't care what kind of calamity it is. I will never come back!" Fumi gritted his teeth.
Suddenly, a whip-like tail shot out from the forest and wrapped around one of the scouts. The end of the tail was a sharp bone spike that pierced into his abdomen. The scout roared and ignited a pugilist flame all over his body. He tore the tail apart and the ink-black fluid splashed all over his face.
His counterattack had caused the man to slow down for a moment. That moment alone determined his life and death.
Hualala —
Dozens of thorny tails shot out and wrapped around the pugilist, pulling him into the forest. Fumi hurriedly turned around and saw an even stronger pugilist flame erupting in the forest, setting off a strong gust of wind, showing that the pugilist had reached Grade C in strength.
However, this momentum only lasted for half a second before the flame suddenly exploded and fell apart, just like the person's body.
Fumi suddenly felt a touch of warmth on his face. He reached out and touched it. It was his comrade's hot blood.
In less than a second, a Grade C pugilist was torn apart!
The Nightingale's cold hissing echoed in the forest. Not only behind them, but also in front of them, surrounding them. Many whip-like black shadows swayed in the dark forest. There were more than a thousand of them, all of which were the Nightingale's tails.
…
Tu, tu, tu …
The continuous cannon fire lit up the night. This wave of Beast Tide lasted for five hours, and the battle had reached its climax. The third defense circle was littered with the corpses of burrowing beasts. The steel defense team had been fighting for too long and had to change shifts. Everyone's armor was more or less damaged.
It was nighttime. Han Xiao carried a large box of maintenance tools and wandered behind the third defense circle, repairing the armor of the defense team one by one. Time was tight, and the task was heavy. After the repairs, they would enter the battle immediately.
There were other battlefield maintenance teams that were also busy, but Han Xiao's skills were the best. During this time, his reputation had spread throughout the defense team. Every team hoped to meet Han Xiao during maintenance. That way, they would have the best guarantee of their safety.
Welding the steel plates, repairing the circuit, resetting the system, Han Xiao's maintenance actions were smooth. The battlefield maintenance team gave him an internal communication device to facilitate the assignment of tasks. After completing the maintenance of a team, a new order came out from the earpiece. "B12 Defense team requesting emergency maintenance during wartime!"
B12 was Niville's team. When Han Xiao rushed to the position, Niville's team had not changed shifts to rest. Instead, they were fighting. This kind of wartime maintenance was the most risky. A soldier saw Han Xiao and hurriedly said, "Quick, over here!"
Han Xiao rushed over and saw Niville lying on the ground. A beast's claw had penetrated the armor between his chest and abdomen, emitting electric sparks. His leg armor was also bitten open, and the broken pipes were exposed. The power unit had stopped working. Niville was paralyzed on the ground, unable to get up. A group of soldiers protected him by his side.
"Bastards, a bunch of rookies. Get lost, don't leave your positions!" Niville cursed angrily and scolded the subordinates beside him. However, the soldiers did not do anything and firmly protected their commander.
Because the soldiers had shrunk their formation, a small gap was exposed in this position. A small wave of drilling beasts broke through the interweaving net of firepower and rushed through this line of defense. This kind of situation required the support of the Quick Reaction Team on standby. The reinforcements were already on the way, so there would not be any major problems. It was a normal defense change.
However, in Niville's eyes, this was definitely a failure of duty. He was furious and struggled to stand up.
"Don't move." Han Xiao pressed Niville down, took out materials and tools, and started to repair.
Niville felt like Han Xiao's hand was like a mountain pressing down on his body. No matter how he struggled, he could not move. He gritted his teeth and could only give in. "Faster! Faster! "
Han Xiao was expressionless. "Shut up."
[Sunil — Defensive NCO Armor] derivation progress: 27%
He had spent the most time repairing the Enlistee Class armor in the past few days, and he had already spent millions of experience to reverse engineer the blueprint. However, there were very few opportunities to repair the NCO Class armor, so he had only derived 27% of it. However, he estimated that the NCO Class armor required [Heavy Mechanical Modification] as a prerequisite, so the progress would be stuck.
Apart from the armor, he was also responsible for repairing some vehicles and turrets. He had also obtained the blueprint for the Floating Turrets.
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