"Since you Sunils think that the Subterranean Mutants are a threat, then pay a price to get rid of them."
Han Xiao shook his finger. "Let me remind you. Strictly speaking, those Subterranean Mutants that surrendered are my captives and spoils of war. If you want me to abandon my spoils of war, you have to pay at least something of equivalent value."
He was certain that Sunil would not increase the price, so this was a tactful rejection.
Since they had decided to migrate, there was no way they could change it to a massacre. Otherwise, it would be equivalent to lying to Fu Ding, and the Favorability of the Goddess of Luck would plummet.
Furthermore, going back on his words would not be beneficial to establishing the image of the Black Star Corps in the hearts of the players.
Otis' face turned green and white. He really wanted to get rid of the Subterranean Mutants, but he was extremely unwilling when he thought about the high price he would have to pay.
"Our Sunil's financial situation is not optimistic. We have already spent a lot of our savings to hire you this time. Our people have been through a lot, and we cannot take any more risks. This is nothing to you …"
Otis did not give up. As the right-hand man of the Sunil leader, he was like a buffer between the two sides. Thus, although he could see that Han Xiao was trying to beat around the bush, he still pretended that he did not understand what Han Xiao meant and poured out his grievances.
Hearing this, Han Xiao also lost his patience, and his smile disappeared. He stared at Otis and said with a heavy tone, "Your financial situation is not optimistic? Don't forget, if I did not give you a discount, you would not have been able to afford to hire me. "
Otis was shocked.
"What does the plight of the Sunils have to do with me? If not for Herlous, do you think I would care about your life and death? "
Otis was speechless. Everything that had happened so far was all thanks to Herlous, and he could not deny it.
Han Xiao's eyes were like torches, and his tone was firm. "Don't take my kindness as capital for you to push your luck."
This could already be considered a warning.
The atmosphere became tense.
"You … you misunderstood …"
Otis hurriedly explained, and his palms were sweating. He did not dare have a conflict with Han Xiao.
"In any case, I do not wish to hear the suggestion of exterminating my race a second time." Han Xiao waved his hand. "Sylvia, send him out."
The door opened. Sylvia was expressionless.
"Please come with me."
"Your Excellency Black Star, you've really misunderstood …"
Seeing Han Xiao's cold expression, Otis could only stop talking. He didn't dare to explain too much and followed behind Sylvia. When he reached the door, he turned around and bade farewell.
"I'm very sorry to have disturbed you."
"Yes."
Han Xiao waved his hand and watched Otis leave. He couldn't help curling his lips.
"In your dreams. You are not willing to pay the price and want others to be the bad guy. How can there be such a good thing in the world?"
This was a private meeting, so Han Xiao was not worried that it would affect the relationship between the two parties. Sunil had a favor to ask of him, so they did not dare to do anything behind his back. However, he never had high hopes for any politician. As long as the other party fulfilled the terms of the deal, he did not care how they looked at him.
Han Xiao thought for a moment, then took out his communicator and contacted the two financial groups.
Halfway through the mission, it was time to start preparing for the migration. Migrating two to three billion Subterranean Mutants was a huge project, and it required a large number of spaceships. With the help of the financial groups, things would be much easier.
…
Underground World, Nest No.77.
Nest No.77 was the largest Subterranean Mutant tribe so far. In the entire gathering area, only Nest No.77 occupied this area. There were no other tribes, and this was the new target of the subjugation force.
According to the radar, Nest No.77 had a population of thirty to forty million. Even Herlous did not dare act rashly. He used the old method of getting the traitor Germinal Tribe to negotiate and try to persuade Nest No.77.
The Germinal Tribe leader brought some of his tribesmen and approached Nest No.77. When they realized that there were guards at the edge of the nest, they stopped them.
After expressing their intentions, the Germinal Tribe connected to the mental network and met the leader of this tribe.
"I am the Germinal Tribe, Black Star's envoy."
"I am Solusolu, the leader of the New Rock Tribe. It is a pleasure to talk to you," the other party replied quickly with a friendly attitude.
The Germinal Tribe was overjoyed. "That's great! You have a name too!"
It had persuaded so many tribes to surrender, but this was the first one that had a name.
Solusolu was also very happy. "Our guess was not wrong. There are indeed other tribes in the world."
The Subterranean Mutant tribes were more independent, and the evolution of the New Rock Tribe was far more advanced than the other tribes. However, the Germinal Tribe leader did not understand the meaning behind this.
Solusolu introduced the history of the tribe to the Germinal Tribe.
"Originally, there were four nests in this area. Under the leadership of my ancestor's ancestor, we engaged in an intense battle with the other tribes. In the end, we swallowed the other three tribes and merged into the New Rock Tribe. We lived here, multiplied, and always believed that there were other species like us in the world. Today, we have finally found one of our own. This is a major discovery … "
Solusolu was very excited.
The Germinal Tribe leader was mesmerized. This was the first time he had heard a historical story. If Han Xiao was there, he would know that the civilization of the New Rock Tribe had reached a whole new level. They had the concept of history, knew how to record, and learned how to pass down knowledge. Their thinking ability and emotional expression were also evolving away from the habits of wild beasts and toward an intelligent species.
If they followed the normal path of development, in time, the New Rock Tribe might have a chance to unify the Subterranean Mutants.
When it was the Germinal Tribe leader's turn to speak, he did not forget Black Star's instructions. He conveyed the meaning of the threat to persuade them to surrender and popularized the basic knowledge of the universe that Han Xiao had taught him.
However, after Solusolu heard this, not only was he not afraid, he was furious. "This is our home. We will never leave!"
The information brought by the Germinal Tribe was far beyond Solusolu's imagination. However, the New Rock Tribe had already developed a sense of home. In the face of an enemy that was wantonly slaughtering their own tribe, they chose to resist.
In the mental network, the members of the New Rock Tribe were united against a common enemy. This gave the Germinal Tribe a shock. It did not understand why this tribe was suddenly so agitated. It still did not understand the concept of hatred.
"Emissary of Black Star, thank you for your kindness, but we have decided to resist to the end!" Solusolu's attitude was firm.
Han Xiao's positioning of himself was effective. In the eyes of the Mutants, he was a good person who stopped the evil Sunil and saved the Mutants. As the emissary of Black Star, the Germinal Tribe had the mission of saving their own people. Thus, Solusolu did not make things difficult for the Germinal Tribe and sent them away from the New Rock Tribe.
Returning to the temporary camp, the Germinal Tribe leader conveyed the New Rock Tribe's intention of not surrendering.
Herlous had no choice but to lead the troops to attack the New Rock Tribe. The number of enemies weighed heavily on his heart, almost a hundred times the size of the crusade troops.
It was yet another crusade. The Sunil soldiers and players had already repeated it many times and were already numb to it. The only difference was that the crusade against the New Rock Tribe was even more intense.
…
Tu, tu, tu!
The scorching steel bullets pierced through the bodies of the Subterranean Mutants, blooming blood flowers. Countless Mutants fell in the path of the charge, but the New Rock Tribe's Mutants seemed to be endless, surging forward like a tide.
A Sunil armored squad was in charge of this line of defense. Their fingers were tightly pressed on the trigger, not caring that the barrels of the large-caliber assault rifles had overheated. The ammunition boxes beside their feet were emptied at an extremely fast speed, and the ground was covered with bullet casings.
At this time, a wave of elites that were two to three times larger than normal Subterranean Mutants appeared at the line of defense this squad was in charge of. The antennae on their heads swayed, and a wave of psychic energy quickly crossed the distance, ignoring the protection of the armor, and pierced into the brains of these armored soldiers.
"Ah!"
A few Sunil soldiers felt as if their brains were being sliced into pieces. Blood spurted out from their mouths and noses, and the world spun before their eyes. They lost control of their bodies, and the firepower of the line of defense instantly stopped.
The result was fatal.
The Subterranean Mutants that acted as the vanguard charged into this line of defense and drowned this armored squad. Their tails and mouths left dazzling sparks on the armor, and the tough armor quickly shattered. Behind this line of defense were even more Sunil soldiers.
Swoosh!
At this time, a bright crescent-shaped knifelight came. Hundreds of xenogeneics were cut in half by that one slash.
Herlous dragged the ten-meter-long Battleship Slicing Blade and quickly rushed over. He slashed and killed countless Subterranean Mutants, stopping the attack and resolving the danger of this line of defense.
The original armored squad was almost completely wiped out, and the backup squad quickly replaced the original squad to guard this line of defense.
Herlous wiped the blood and sweat off his face. He did not have time to rest and was about to return to his original position. When he passed through the line of defense, he subconsciously looked at the armored squad that had fallen on the ground. The armor was riddled with holes, and the soldiers inside were disemboweled.
With just one look, Herlous suddenly felt that one of the dead soldiers looked very familiar. He slowed down and took a closer look.
This soldier was covered in blood, and his eyes were wide open. He held an armored dagger tightly in his hand and pierced through the body of a Mutant. It was as if he had died together with the enemy, but he still looked very young.
Herlous suddenly recalled that this young soldier who had died was the child of a neighbor when he was still opening a bar in Forest City. His name seemed to be Lana.
Who would have thought that this child had also joined the army?
Memories surfaced like bubbles in boiling water. Herlous' face twitched, and he shook off the distracting thoughts. He shouted and continued to fight.
…
For the first time, the expedition was defeated by the Subterranean Mutants.
The scale of the New Rock Tribe was too large, and the enemies were endless. Even after killing a large number of Mutants, the New Rock Tribe did not run away like the other nests. Instead, they became even more violent and fearless.
The tactics of the New Rock Tribe were even more varied. They made use of their advantage of digging underground. The underground was their home ground. They would dig tunnels from the top or bottom of the underground space and directly kill their way into the expedition. With the help of the mental network, the New Rock Tribe's cooperation was organized and very difficult to deal with.
The casualties of the expedition continued to rise, and even many players died two or three times. Everyone was exhausted. Herlous finally decided to strategically retreat and return to the temporary camp.
However, the New Rock Tribe pursued them all the way to the temporary camp. Herlous led his troops to resist for a while, but he really could not hold on any longer. He had no choice but to retreat again and again, returning to the surface through the underground tunnel and being forced out of the underground world by the New Rock Tribe.
The sun was high in the sky. After the expedition retreated from the underground, the New Rock Tribe did not continue to pursue. The Subterranean Mutants hated the sun, and many of them were sunburned. Thus, they did not rush to the surface and retreated.
The New Rock Tribe completely used their lives to force the expedition to retreat. The ratio of casualties on both sides was extremely exaggerated.
Because the expedition had retreated in an emergency, many of their companions' corpses were left underground. Herlous had a heavy heart. He let the troops rest and count the casualties while he contacted Han Xiao and reported the situation here.
"You were defeated by the Subterranean Mutants?"
Han Xiao had a strange expression.
"There are too many enemies. Using battle methods to clear Nest 77 can only be done slowly. Our casualties are also very high …"
Herlous clenched his teeth.
"Black Star, I hope to use biochemical weapons to avoid casualties."
"Do as you see fit." Han Xiao shook his head and hung up.
Herlous took a deep breath. The corpses of the young warriors kept appearing in front of his eyes, and he did not hesitate anymore.
He called the officer of the logistics team over, looked at the other party's bloodstained face, and said with a deep voice, "Send people to release all the biochemical weapons. Execute immediately!"
"Understood!" The officer saluted without hesitation.
…
The people of the New Rock Tribe dragged their tired bodies back to the nest and cleaned up the battlefield. They collected the corpses of their own kind, which piled up into many small mountains.
In the mental network, the tribe members were communicating non-stop. The battle earlier had a huge impact on them. A large number of their tribesmen had died, which made them feel fear, anger, and hatred. However, at the same time, there were also cheers of victory. They had defeated the strong enemy and successfully defended their homeland.
Although the tribe had suffered heavy casualties, Solu Solu Solu was full of fighting spirit. The experience passed down from their ancestors told them that they had to pursue the enemy while they were victorious. If they defeated the enemy once, the enemy might come back again. The true victory was to take down the enemy's' nest '.
The many Subterranean Mutants collected the corpses of the Sunil soldiers, and an old Subterranean Mutant walked out from the crowd. The surrounding tribe members all bowed down to show respect.
This Subterranean Mutant was an anomaly in the tribe. It could read the memories of the dead. In the entire New Rock Tribe, it was the only one with such an ability.
If Han Xiao was here, he would know that this was a native Esper who had awakened naturally.
The tentacles on its head touched the heads of the Sunil soldiers one by one. All kinds of memory fragments flashed and quickly reorganized into the information it wanted. Then, it shared the memory images in the mental network.
This was the image of Forest City in the Sunils' memories, as well as the map of Planet Sunil.
"The nest of the surface creatures is also on the surface."
"What a strange nest."
"The enemy is on the surface. How do we find them?"
The members of the New Rock Tribe communicated in the mental network.
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