Arknights: Iron-Blooded Savior

After bidding farewell to Alina and the villagers who were rarely friendly in Usas, Rankopel left with the Patriot and Frost Star with his Iron Guards.

Another wilderness march, and this time, it will be longer and more difficult than before.

After half a day of marching, the patriots and others sat around a cluster of bonfires, took out maps, and began to clarify the direction and route of the new advance.

"Nope... After all, this is still too slow..." Frost

Star frowned, looking at the red line on the map, which was their intended path towards Chernoberg.

From here to Chernoberg, even a quick march takes no less than a week.

Moreover, from a theoretical point of view, there is no possibility that the whole process is a rapid march, because all of them need to be repaired, whether it is terrain, weather, personnel physical strength and other reasons.

A week is too long for now.

Rankopel was also silent, he had no better solution, after all, he was actually an unfamiliar crosser, and it was better to keep silent now.

"Leaders ... I know there's a short way to Chernoberg, but I don't know if I can use it now..."

At this moment, a teenage Carters teenager in the Rankopel Iron Guard raised his hand, and for a moment all eyes fell on him, he was a little uncomfortable, and timidly lowered his head.

As soon as Rankopel heard this, he immediately stepped forward and asked

, "Whether it can be used or not,

you can talk about it in detail."

The Carters boy hesitated for a moment and said,

"I didn't actually belong to Mine No. 4 at the beginning, but from Mine No. 8... So I know where Mine 8 is, and some specifics of Mine 8. When

Gumi and Truth heard this, they were overjoyed in their hearts.

Because the other three members of the Usas Student Government, Sonya, Natalia, and Rosalyn, were also locked up in Mine 8, but they didn't know where Mine 8 was, so they couldn't find it.

"That's right."

The young man Carters recalled carefully

, saying:

"In the No. 8 mine, if I remember correctly, there was a direct railway to Chernoberg, and I had seen it open from a distance."

"It's just that this was a few months ago, and now I heard that something terrible happened to Chernoberg, so I can't guarantee whether this railway will still be working..." Rankopel

pondered for a moment, turned to the patriot who was looking over, and asked:

"What do you think, captain?"

The four big words of the patriot are succinct:

"It's worth a try."

Truth and Gumi immediately gave each other a high five:

"Great!"

Lan Koper also immediately clapped, even if the railway can't be used, you can also liberate a group of mine slaves in the No. 8 mine, including the winter general who accompanies them when the Ark of Tomorrow opens, why not?

"It's just... Compared with Mine No. 8 and Mine No. 4, they are much more heavily guarded, whether it is garrison strength or infrastructure, Mine No. 4 and Mine No. 8 are simply not comparable..." Although

the young man of Carters was not willing to pour cold water on the happy Gumi and Truth, some things still had to be made clear.

"It's okay, thanks for the information, what's your name?"

Rankopel doesn't care about these, no matter how difficult the barrier will be overcome, and now that himself, Patriot, and Frost Star are there, he really doesn't believe that any barrier can stop these three people.

"My name is... Fica, Fika Lones.

The Carters boy replied, his tone not seemed very confident, it was due to his personality, or he had been suppressed by the environment for too long.

"Very well, Fika, thank you for the information, it is very important for us."

Lan Koper thanked him solemnly, and then asked

, "Fika,

what is your source stone technique?"

Fika touched his head and said a little embarrassed:

"It's not a powerful thing, it feels like it should be soil affinity or something, that is, you can feel the various veins in the soil, so... Belch...... It is more convenient to dig up minerals. "

Rankopel did not feel much disappointment, on the contrary, if the exploration of minerals is needed in the future, it can be handed over to Fica, a talent in the field of exploration technology, not suitable for battlefield combat.

Everyone has the best place for themselves.

After Fika marked the exact location of Mine 8 for them on the map, Rankopel, Patriot and Froststar led their team towards Mine 8.

After about five hours of rapid marching, at dusk they finally reached the outskirts of Mine No. 8, where they were observing Mine 8 on a hillside in the distance.

"What Fika said is not an exaggeration, Mine No. 8 is simply a small fortress."

Lankoper stared at the No. 8 mine in the distance and whispered.

Mine No. 8 is simply not an order of magnitude compared to its own Mine No. 4.

On the periphery alone, a wall more than ten meters high was built, with barbed wire with convex spikes wrapped around it, and there were four groups of patrols of more than ten people on the periphery, and there were also Usas cracked beasts [similar to modern military dogs] in their hands.

At the same time, there are a large number of guards patrolling on the high wall, and it is also equipped with a small source stone ballista, if this ballista is hit head-on, except for the shield guards in the team who can carry it, the others will explode into minced meat.

This is just the armed force they can look at from the outside, and according to Fika, there are nearly three hundred regular troops of Usas stationed inside, and they are not low-level soldiers like patrol troops, but real standard soldiers!

"It's weird... Logically speaking, such a mine is not worth putting such a large number of troops. Rankopel

felt very strange, he had not seen the guards in the No. 4 mine, and he had killed a hundred people, and they were all ordinary mutant pickets.

But although the No. 8 mine is bigger, it is actually a mine in the final analysis, but it is armed like a small military base, and this contrast is too abnormal.

An idea began to take shape in Rankopel's mind:

"Could it be that there is some secret hidden in this No. 8 mine?"

Not only did Rankopel think so, but Patriots and Frost Star also had this idea:

"Big daddy, I don't feel simple in this mine, an ordinary mine will not put so many Usas regular soldiers, and this scale is estimated to be two battalions!"

Frost Star's eyes are as dignified as Rankopel's, and the snow monster team is also good at guerrilla and field warfare, and they are not good at siege.

"Inside, there is the devil's, the breath, dirty, sticky, filthy and evil."

The patriot said word by word, red flashing in his eyes.

"Evil demon...?"

Rankopel's expression became solemn when he heard this.

He had fought with the Emperor Neiwei, who had just placed the evil demon fragments to make Rankopel desperate at that time, if it was the Evil Demon Buddha-figure...

"No, the essence of the demon... Just simple, breath... Should, what is inside, contaminated by demons, things, I can, feel. As

if seeing Rankopel's thoughts, the patriot threw his halberd into the ground, and the end of the halberd collided with the earth with a crisp sound:

"Something, underground, whatever it is, it is not, what good thing, now, to stop it, there is still time."

Rankopel nodded when he heard this.

According to other information that Fika knows, there are more than a thousand slaves in the No. 8 mine, more than six or seven times the number of the No. 4 good mine where Rankopel was before.

About half of them are Usas, four percent are Sakaz, and one percent are other races, similar to the ethnic distribution of their own No. 4 mine.

At night, the garrison will be slightly looser than during the day, because after all, night is a time when people are easily tired, and despite the shift system, there will still be people who are physically unable to refrain from dozing.

In addition, the Source Stone Ballista will also be maintained for an hour at night, during which the gunners who operate the Source Stone Ballista will be removed and replaced with maintenance personnel who do not have much actual combat ability.

The ballista was extinguished within this hour.

I really thank Fika for not becoming cold and numb like most mine slaves, but always paying attention to the conversations and movements of the surrounding crowd, so that Rankopel can have so much information.

If Rankopel and the others plan to break through the No. 8 mine like this mini fortress, then there are two paths in front of them to forcibly break through or find a way to outwit it.

That must be outwitted.

To forcibly break this option, Rankopel will generally only choose after his own forces have a crushing advantage, otherwise there will inevitably be more or less battle losses.

War damage is such a thing, it is better to have less or less.

Rankopel hated the feeling that someone else had died because of him, even though they were fighting for their future.

A plan began to pop into Rankopel's mind.

"Truth, you see this is not feasible..."

Rankopel repeated his plan to the truth.

"This... It is indeed theoretically possible, but this is too risky, brother Rankopel, my current body is really afraid that you will not be able to hold it..." Although

the truth did not want Rankopel to take risks, she was even more unwilling to deceive Rankopel, she could only plead, trembling and touching Rankopel's hair that was already half gray with her hand.

"It's okay, the truth, how my body is, I know very well in my heart."

Although Rankopel was very touched by his concern for the truth, there were some things he had to do.

The Patriot is powerful, and it is undeniable that he may choose to forcibly break through, giving the Patriot a period of time that he can even smash the towering wall outside.

Even, if the patriot did not care about the wear and tear of his body by using the source stone technique, it might be enough to punch a big hole in the high wall with just one all-out halberd at a long distance.

But even without mentioning the damage caused by the Source Stone Ballista and the Warlock on the High Wall to his iron guards and guerrillas and snow monster squads, just speaking of patriots, Rankopel didn't want to let patriots use their bodies and source stone skills with such high intensity.

Rankopel knew that the Patriot's body was now an engine that was running out of fuel, and it spewed out a roar that was extremely powerful with the last flame of his life.

But after the roar, there was only dead silence.

Eighty percent of his body was already source stone crystallization, and now to be honest, he was not so much an ore disease mutant as a living source stone.

Rankopel has decided to let the Patriot fight less, and although he knows that he will never persuade the Patriot to give up fighting for the mutant, it is still no problem to do some work for him.

At present, what Rankopel knows is that the doctor's blood is likely to be the key to curing the ore disease, and no matter how bad it is, it can be strongly suppressed against the ore disease.

In the eighth chapter of his memory, Kelsey drew a tube of blood from the doctor's body, and then extracted a tube of light cyan finished products and injected it into Amia's neck.

Rankopel's original plan was to go to Chernoberg to find a doctor, borrow a little of his blood for research, and see if he could miscible with his own blood.

If he can also replicate the Doctor's bloodline, then Rankopel will immediately develop the source stone technique of blood proliferation and activation in the future, and the first mission goal is to continue the life of the patriot first.

The patriots deserve to continue marching across the land until all the injustices against the mutants are crushed into dust.