Arknights: Iron-Blooded Savior

In order not to disturb the normal life of the villagers, their own iron guards set up a large marching tent on the edge of the woods behind the village, and at the same time strictly forbade the iron guards to harass the villagers.

But as long as it's not harassment, the rest is casual.

For example, Tiewei has many Usas who enter the village every day to chat and play with the villagers, and a few even communicate in the village with high intensity, until they fight for wine at night until they are drunk.

Lada is one of them, every day she tries to randomly knock the villagers to cook breakfast, and her Usas cooking skills are highly praised in the village, and many villagers are full of praise after eating it.

Three days passed, and the villagers quickly got used to [neighbors] who temporarily lived next to them.

The village's inhabitants don't seem to discriminate against mutants.

It is probably because Alina spreads medical knowledge and moral education in the village, but as long as Genshi does not enter the bloodstream, even if it is touched physically for a short time, it will not be infected.

However, despite this, there are still many villagers who are prejudiced against the Sakaz race, not to mention the Sakaz mutants, but the Sakaz have long been accustomed to it.

If someone meets you every day and calls you a demon guy, you have to draw your sword and cut people directly, then your sword will only wear out quickly and become unusable.

But you will definitely still be angry.

In the past three days, Lan Kepel also commissioned Anna to train her iron guards.

Thanks to Anna's reading of countless books and the knowledge of some military training books, Lan Kepel was very relieved to entrust the iron guard to her for training.

At present, his iron guard has begun to initially have a certain teamwork ability and combat ability to withstand the pressure environment, and has begun to faintly get rid of the haze of the past mining slaves, and the flame of self-confidence and courage is constantly rising.

At the same time, he asked his iron guards to tie a red ribbon around the shoulders of the cotton suits he was wearing to the mutant pickets, so that they could be distinguished from the real mutant pickets.

At the moment, they don't have any better equipment to replace, so they have to use it first.

And Alina took care of herself the whole time in the past three days, and sometimes Larisa would come to bring food to Rankopel, saying that she and old Ethan made it together, and there was a lot left at home and couldn't finish eating.

Alina responded with a smile after taking it, and then came to herself with a lunch box, feeding herself while telling stories.

And Rankopel confessed that he was a Sakaz mutant and a blood demon at the same time, but Alina did not care at all, and still took care of herself.

She would even feed Rankopel porridge one by one without eating herself, and even before feeding, she would blow carefully and say "be careful of scalding".

What a girl who radiates warmth from the inside out.

"This is someone I want to protect with my life."

Rankopel made this vow early on in his heart that if Alina died when he crossed over, he would also find her grave and offer him a bundle of mourning and respect.

And now that Alina is not dead, Rankopel will never allow any evil to dare to hurt her, if you want to be bad for Alina, first ask your own iron and blood!!

Today is the fourth day that Rankopel has come to this village.

Early in the morning, Rankopel opened his eyes, moved his body, and found that it was no longer a big problem, so he tried to move the joints all over his body.

Let's do it, it, it's a da-da....

His joints suddenly made a crisp sound like fried beans, and a feeling of comfort came from his body.

"It seems to be all right..." Rankopel

rolled over and lifted the covers, got out of bed, put on his clothes and shoes and socks, and exhaled a long breath.

Then a turn, Rankopel saw Alina lying with her back to her on a small table about five meters from the side of the hospital bed, asleep.

Rankopel approached and bent down slightly, overlooking Alina's beautiful sleeping face.

At this time, the morning sun poured through the gap in the clouds, and then came through the glass window in front of the table, shining on Alina's sleeping face, coating it with a thin golden glow.

Rankopel was dumbfounded for a moment.

Really, it's beautiful.

The morning was a little cold, so Rankopel draped Alina over a cotton jacket that hung beside his bed, and walked out the door to breathe in the fresh morning air.

His source stone skill is too overloaded due to the previous battle and is not available for the time being, but his physical strength has completely recovered, and the iron element in his body is gradually becoming active with the recovered physical strength.

"Try..."

said Rankopel, clenching his hands into fists, and then spreading them out at the same time.

Huh....

On Lan Kepel's spread left hand, a small ball of iron filings was quietly suspended on his palm, while his right hand was floating with a small ball of flowing blood of his own.

Then Rankopel shook his hands, and iron filings and blood returned to his body at the same time, and he also showed a smile.

Very good, his source stone skills have almost been restored.

According to Rankopel's estimates, by this afternoon, he will be able to use the Source Stone Technique, and tomorrow, Rankopel will be able to return to his heyday.

Rankopel walked out of the door of Alina's house, took a breath of cold outdoor air that he had not been able to breathe for a while, and his whole mind suddenly cleared up.

"Sir! Please let us go! Without this food, our family would not be able to survive for long!

Just then, Rankopel heard a cry in the distance.

"Hmm...?!"

Rankopel frowned when he heard this, and immediately walked in the direction where the voice came from, and soon after he turned a corner, he saw two mutant picket team members standing not far from the entrance of the village.

Although their own Iron Guards were all dressed like mutant pickets, Rankopel asked each of them to put a red ribbon on their right arm to distinguish them from the real mutant pickets.

The mutant picket team that he saw from a distance in front of him did not have a red ribbon tied to his right arm, obviously not his own iron guard, but a real mutant picket.

At first, Rankopel thought that this group of mutant pickets was tracking down himself and others, but after some observation, he found that it had nothing to do with himself and others.

At this time, Rankopel really felt that this gang of sub-mutant pickets were here to provoke trouble, and their dialogue did not have a trace of axiomatic type, only their own selfish desires.

During the whole process, they heard that they asked the villager to hand over the grain, but they didn't say anything else, their attitude was very rude, and the amount handed in was wrong when they heard it, and it was not at all a self-employed person who could take it out at once.

And Rankopel really didn't feel wrong, these people were really here to provoke trouble, and the leading mutant picket was called Morlange, a guy who was broken from head to toe.

He had a brother who had the rank of captain of a small patrol in the regular army of Usas, and his dozen mutant pickets followed him to do countless crazy things.

One of them was the plundering of food from the villagers, who passed through a village that was basically unrestful, and famine broke out even throughout the village.

Only a small part of the grain they smuggled was paid directly to the treasury of Usas.

And more grain was privately resold by them to some black-hearted merchants, who in turn sold it at higher prices to the wealthy nobles as reserve grain.

As a result, the granaries of the nobles' homes were as full as they were all year round, while the poor could not afford to eat even the miscellaneous rice mixed with rice bran and gravel.

And the other day their scouts discovered Alina's oily village, and they immediately labeled it as prey that can be plundered for a long time.

You know, the location of the village of Alina is really good.

Surrounded by mountains and waters, there are prey to hunt, wild vegetables to pick, firewood to split, and scales to fish, and in the tundra north of Usas, there are no villages like Alina.

Rankopel looked closer, and his face immediately became gloomy and terrifying.

Two mutant pickets stood in front of an Usas woman lying on the ground, spitting, and the Usas woman clearly had a fist mark on her face.

Blood was dripping from the corner of her mouth and she was already in a coma.

"[Usas foul language] is really a mean bone, I

have to ask Lao Tzu to do it..." "That is, if it were mutant scum, Lao Tzu would have slashed you with a knife..."

Looking

at the two picket members who were talking, Rankopel stepped forward without saying a word.

They didn't deliberately suppress their footsteps, so when they reached five or six meters behind them, they could clearly hear footsteps beyond the chat.

They both turned their heads at the same time and looked at Rankopel.

"Whoosh! Another thing that doesn't know if it's dead or alive. A

mutant picket team member in front of him blew his nose hard, stepped forward, and was about to grab Rankopel's collar for a rough question, but he was suddenly stunned.

The face is pale, the pupils are red, the ears are somewhat pointed, there are no animal ears and horns, nor the horns of Sakaz and the aura of Sakota.

A terrifying race instantly jumped into his mind, and his pupils suddenly shrank.

"You bastard is...!!"

Before the mutant picket team member in front of him finished speaking, he only felt a chill in his jaw.

Burst!!

Rankopel's right hand turned into a palm knife, piercing and breaking through the soft flesh of his jaw, and instantly his own fingers stained with blood and iron filings filled his mouth.

Neigh!

Then Rankopel held his jaw and teeth with five fingers, and then pulled down hard!

Whoosh!

The entire jaw part of the mutant picket team member in front of him was directly dragged down by Rankopel!

[Rankopel didn't speak, just quietly pulled his jaw down.jpg]

"Ho ho ho ~~"

The sharp pain of losing his jaw instantly hit the brain of the mutant picket team member, but his screams could not be vocalized because of the lack of jaw, and he could only make a sound of leaking air.

Then, he rolled his eyes and fainted directly to the ground, and soon he would turn into a corpse due to excessive blood loss and suffocation caused by respiratory hemoptysis.

Another mutant picket team member did not expect this situation at all, and the whole person looked stupid.

The sick-looking teenager in front of him faced the roar of his companion, and as a result, he pulled his jaw down with his backhand without saying a word?

"You..." he was

about to shout, when a big hand directly grabbed his face like a cage, and then slammed it to the ground!

Bang!!

Click~

The dull landing sound is mixed with a crisp neck fracture sound.

Dragging the bodies of the two mutant picket members to the side of the haystack and burying them, with a mouthful of turbid air with the smell of rust, Rankopel had just made a decision.

The pickets of more than a dozen mutants who entered this village, if there is no accident, will all kill them!!