Arknights: Iron-Blooded Savior

After Rankopel saw off his bears, he wanted to turn away, but instead saw a tall figure walking towards him around the corner ahead.

That's patriots, just ... He is in better shape than ever.

In addition, although the armor on the patriot's body was no longer reluctant, after the black snake imposed the curse, the patriot could no longer wear this broken fragment, and all that Oss left him was the tower shield and halberd.

Of course, the Patriot's tower shield has long been extremely damaged, and the halberd has long been rusted.

But at least it can still be repaired, but the armor on the patriot can really no longer be worn.

The Patriot is now wearing the same heavy armor that Rhode Island made for the Patriot, which has three emblems on it and spreads out in a triangle.

They are the flag of Usas, the emblem of the Integration Movement, and the logo of Rhodes.

The flag emblem of Usas was specially requested by the patriots.

In any case, he always loved the country of Usas, even if he was poisoned everywhere by corrupt bureaucrats and greedy fools.

This armor is made of the finest materials in Rhode Island, designed by Mechanist himself, and completed by a series of casting talents such as Rhode Island craftsman Vulcan and mechanic Mel.

Although it is still not as good as the armor that Oss made for the patriots, it has surpassed 90% of Usas's existing armor products and reached the forefront of the world.

In Mechanist's hindsight, the armor was almost impossible to replicate, and only a patriot could wear heavy armor that fit his figure so well.

Let Mechanist and others create an armor of the same size, it is estimated that it may really fail, but this armor is enough for patriots to use for a long time.

"Good morning, Captain."

Rankopel looked at the patriot, who had returned to his prime, and greeted him cordially.

“...... On behalf of the Mutant Guerrillas, and the Shield Guards, I thank you, Rankopel, for everything you have done for us. The

Patriot said solemnly to Rankopel, with only one of the two horns left on top of his head from Wendigo, because the source stone was too highly mutated to cause the embrittlement reaction.

Unlike Wendigo's flesh and blood, Wendigo's double horns solidify with age, and once Wendigo loses his horns, then it will never grow back.

However, now the only remaining unicorn of the patriot is hung with garlands, and there are all kinds of blessings and autographs on them - mostly from the children of Azazel.

"You're welcome, lieutenant, we are partners."

Rankopel said to the patriots:

"And this is my promise, I said, I will take Chernoberg with you first, temporarily create a shelter for the mutants, and provide the most basic conditions."

"This is just my first step, Captain."

The patriot was silent for a moment and said:

"... Rankopel, I have never had such a feeling that Usas is too small for you and that you will go higher into the sky in the future and see what none of us have been able to see. Rankopel

replied

, "Don't worry, at that time, you will also have a happier life,

and we will all be better."

The patriot was speechless, but nodded slightly.

"Bump your fists, Captain."

At this moment, Rankopel stepped forward, stretched out his right arm and clenched it into a fist, aiming it at the patriot.

“...... Bump fists? The

patriot looked at Rankopel's outstretched fist.

"Nothing, just... The action of my friendship with friends as a child. Rankopel

said to the Patriots.

"Good."

The patriot stretched out his palm, twice the size of a normal person, and also clenched into a fist, colliding with Rankopel's fist, making a crisp sound.

Syllable.

"Okay, Captain, this is just the first step."

Rankopel withdrew his fist and said to the patriot:

"Our battle continues, and according to Kelsey's estimates, the city will not attract the attention of Usas for half a year or so... And even longer.

"But there are still a lot of people in this tundra that we need to save... Rather, the corrupt bureaucracy of the Usas Empire and the problem of land cultivation were the root cause of everything. "

We still have a long, long way to go, lieutenant."

The patriot was silent for a long time before he said

, "Maybe I shouldn't have asked, Rankopel,

what you've done along the way has proven your heart to fight for mutants... But you...... Why not pursue another life? "

You obviously have this qualification, stay away from Usas, go to Victory, join the Sackaz Blood Demon Court under Trasis, your strength is enough for you to win considerable preferential treatment."

"You can get a lot, why... Want to choose to help us along the way in Usas? Rankopel

said firmly, as always:

"Captain,

I am not here for pleasure."

"The reason why I came to this land is to remove all the lesions of this land, and no matter how naïve and absurd this idea may seem to others, I will implement it."

"I know that this path is destined to be ridiculed, trampled on, ridiculed, and even destroyed, but... Someone has to be... First. The

patriot replied

, "Actually, Rankopel,

I always thought you were a rhetorical liar at first."

"Initially, I agreed to let you go to Chernoberg with us, in fact, to strip you of your hypocritical skin in the process, and then hang you to dry as a warning to my daughter and the soldiers."

"But... Rankopel, your spirit is indeed what I have seen in the blood devils, and it is unique, and if the blood demons are like you, the land will be filled with psalms praising the blood demon race. Rankopel

said directly to the patriot:

"You have gone too far, lieutenant, I have done no more than you."

Rankopel looked at the armor on the Patriot and asked,

"Does this armor still fit?"

Hearing this, the patriot shrugged the joints of his shoulders and body and replied:

"... Not bad, although not as good as the old armor of the empire, but it is enough for me to use. Rankopel

nodded and asked,

"I remember you... It seems to have been mentioned that you and Dr. Kelsey used to be old acquaintances? The

patriot replied:

"... Yes, she was once Lord of Usas, and I fought for His Highness in Kazdale for a short time.

"I vaguely remember that when I left with my people, neither she nor His Highness stopped me."

"That was a long, long time ago."

"At that time, I was young and vigorous, and now it seems to be all impulsive, and I misunderstood the meaning of His Highness."

"The king, after all, is a king, she has lived longer than me and knows more widely than me."

After a pause, the patriot spoke again:

"To be honest, Rankopel, the reason why I left Kazdale back then probably makes me laugh now."

"I left Kazdale because I hated killing."

"But all my life, I have been killing."

Rankopel said to the patriot:

"Lieutenant, to survive in this world, especially in this place of Usas, struggle is necessary, killing is necessary, have you seen me murderer soft?" Senior captain?

"You should have seen what I looked like when I did it, I could wipe the blood splattered on my cheeks without changing my face, pull out the ribs of my enemies and stick them back into their chests, and pull them down without saying a word."

"But... We are not killers or butchers, we are in control of how to survive better, how to live more meaningfully, and that's it.

"Whether it's me, or you, we kill, but never do senseless killing."

But the patriot said to Rankopel:

"Rankopel, do you know where my nickname comes from?"

Rankopel replied:

"Your followers think that you are a warrior who really fought for Usas, and you fought injustice, slavery, bloodshed, and oppression for the future of Usas, didn't you?"

The patriot shook his head lightly and replied:

"Even if the struggle is inevitable and named, it is still boring."

"For the sake of many people, we wage war, but war kills people in the end."

"The end of the war ... If the war, really ends ... Those of us ... All deserve, die. Rankopel

stepped forward a few steps and said to the patriots:

"No, neither you nor your soldiers deserve to die."

"Drop your blood-stained weapons, take off your dirt-stained armor, take off your smoke-soaked helmets, and you're just a bunch of people! A group of Usas who fought unyieldingly for justice!

"I help you precisely because of your will to fight evil as tenaciously as a rock, you are not ridiculous, you never deserve to die, you deserve the respect of all."

The patriot said directly to Rankopel:

"... Maybe you're right, Rankopel, and I'll let my warriors always learn from your noble spirit, and you deserve it. Rankopel

immediately replied

, "Learning from each other's strengths and strengths is exactly what we need,

Lieutenant."

Then he pointed to a large vacant area in front of him and said to the patriots:

"This is the training ground from now on, and before we leave for the tundra to fight again, our brothers in the mines before us can train here according to the methods in your army and become soldiers."

"In this way, we have enough soldiers to tug with Usas, and according to Kelsey, Usas will not seriously fight you, just to delay time."

"But your struggle is still hard, and I will also find a real way to hit the nail on the head, and it is really impractical to directly confront Usas, but I will look for other directions."

The patriot replied:

"Well, you have done too much for us, Rankopel."

"I, Bodrokasti Gryaznuha Vasiliev, would like to be a true friend with you."

Rankopel nodded and replied

, "It's my pleasure,

Lieutenant."

Subsequently, he took out his blood seal and hit it on the patriot's armor, which represents the most sincere friendship of the blood demon, and Rankopel can also follow this smell to find the patriot directly in the future.

......

After continuing to talk with the patriot, Rankopel also said goodbye to the old Wendigo soldier who deserved everyone's respect, and then walked towards the distance.

Along the way, he can also meet many familiar faces, especially his own warriors who always greet him cordially, as do the snow monsters of Frost Star or the shield guards of patriots.

He walked all the way and finally saw the frost star at a corner as far as Chernoborg.

At this time, Frost Star was carefully digging up the artificial soil on the plot, and beside her was a small coffin with a fist-sized red cloth bag inside.

She seems to be in... Hold some kind of funeral.