Arknights: Iron-Blooded Savior

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A total of sixty mercenaries who have been lurking on the chassis of the off-road vehicle move quite quickly, and each of them has extremely rich combat experience, and the individual combat ability alone is extremely fierce.

As the leader of this group of mercenaries [White Fang] said, this last short gap between the hundreds of bounty hunters getting down from the car and finally arranging their equipment became the best time to kill in a riot.

As soon as this group of tough mercenaries moved together, it was like a thunderbolt.

Although the bounty hunters outnumbered them, their individual combat capabilities far exceeded those of the other party, and coupled with the surprise raid, the battle ended in just two minutes.

It was a lightning-fast slaughter.

"Chief, everyone has reported that now these bounty hunters' vehicles have been controlled by us, and the other party uses a very classic razor tactic when approaching the target, which is consistent with our expectations."

At this time, in the center of the convoy, a burly mercenary, who was clearly a plump hoof from his horn, said to the mercenary leader [White Fang] beside him.

"Good."

The leader of this group of mercenaries, White Fang, had a very sophisticated but not old voice, sounding like a middle-aged man of about thirty years old, and he could tell from the ears exposed by the opening on the side of his helmet that he was a Ruper.

His figure is tall and burly, with a broadknife more than a meter long after folding and unfolded behind his back, and the mercenaries who use this type of weapon are basically murderers who have their own strength and enjoy the pleasure of crushing attacks.

"Let's continue their razor tactics and wrap them up."

The mercenary leader's white tooth's voice was calm and indifferent:

"Don't play tricks, the 300,000 Rem Betto gold coins are enough for sixty of us to eat, and after taking our own share, we will go our separate ways and never see each other again."

"Whether you go to Colombia, Victoria or Casimir, you throw you in a casino, you drop it in a bar, you lose it in real estate, you throw it in the toilet, no one cares about you."

It can be heard here that the employers of these mercenaries have offered a terrifying price ten times higher than a beach umbrella.

What is the concept of 300,000 Rem Billiton Gold Coins? Dropping any mobile city-state in this kingdom is a giant bomb-blast on the entire economic system.

After all, 300,000 Rem Pitto gold coins may be able to catch up with one-tenth of the total number of gold coins currently in circulation in the entire country.

And this translates into Colombian dollars, which is a full 30 million! Million!! Million!!!

Converted into Dragon Gate Coins, it takes nearly 200 million !!!!

What a crazy price this must be, if this money is even thrown into the extremely famous security company of Black Steel International, it is enough to mobilize one-third of the opponent's highest-level combat power.

It is conceivable that employers are very anxious to grab an extremely valuable time gap.

Therefore, this money was even thrown into the border of Rembito, and directly found the fiercest, most bottomless villains in it and familiar with home battles to deal with this matter quickly.

Although the 30 million Geyuan is not comparable to the large number of rich mining plots that Lan Kopel and Fika have beaten, it is already an unattainable mountain of gold for this group of mercenaries.

Some small and medium-sized companies in Colombia do not have that much market capitalization.

These sixty people, even if calculated according to the average head, each of them can get 500,000 brothers, which is basically very comfortable wherever you go.

After all, who doesn't yearn for the technological life of Colombia, Casimir's drunken gold fan, the gentle breeze of Xista and even the lights of Dosores?

They looked up and saw the colors, but when they leaned over to face the reality, they were dry and yellow.

Breathe in without the smell of Colombian chic perfumes, the secret drinks of Casimir's bars, or the bitter scents of crushed in the cafes on the side of Shista Street.

Some are just bursts of stench from the barren sand and dirt blazed by the scorching sun.

“...... Naturally, this list is yours. The

Plump-Hoof mercenary looked at their leader [White Fang], paused in his tone, and said

, "But to say contentment, chief, you should know better than anyone that if anyone here says that they can be satisfied with five thousand Rembitol gold coins,

it must be a lie."

"There are all the greedy here, including you, the leader."

The leader White Fang was silent for a moment and replied,

"Huh... Then get the prey in front of you first, and then rely on your own skills.

"But you must know that this list was shared by me on my own initiative, but I didn't expect to misestimate the combat power of the other party, and I could have brought fewer people over."

"I initially thought that Rhode Island would build heavy fortifications here, but I didn't expect that it was still empty, and it didn't even take us much time to decipher Rhode Island's communication channels."

"I was really cautious all my life, but I didn't expect to overestimate my opponent in the end, so that you can also come and get a piece of the pie."

Naturally, the deciphering of Rhode Island's communication channel was actually the result of this group of mercenaries, but the bounty hunters still self-righteously believed that they were credited.

"It's good that it's going well, as for whether we will be safe next or fight each other again to get more bounties... Chief, you dare to say that you do not have such intentions for the latter?

The Plump-Hoof mercenary said directly to the White Fang.

White Fang was silent, this answer was needless to say, everyone knew it.

"Let's go, first negotiate with the other side to see if there is any use value, if not, let's quickly solve it."

The leader of the mercenary ended up just saying such a lukewarm word.

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at this point, the camera switches.

In the distance, with high-powered telescopes and aerial reconnaissance drones, Rankopel and Weiss are always observing the front, and of course, this whole process is fully observed.

"What a blisterous speed... This group of people is definitely not ordinary mercenaries..."

"But it doesn't look like some tight organization... It seems that their combat styles are completely different, and they should have been lone travelers before. At

this time, Rankopel had already begun to analyze the origin of this group of people -

such a strong skill made him think at first whether it was a genuine elite like Black Steel International, but then after looking at it, analyzing it and ruling out this possibility.

Similar to the group of people who ambushed Rankopel and Fika on their way to the Steel Radish Mine at the beginning, they were all the renegade elites of the three mercenary groups of Blood Wolf, Iron Eagle, and Desolate Poison.

But the group in front of them is obviously more fierce than they are - but that is only for the more ordinary warriors.

Even with a high-powered telescope, and before the steamed blood was turned on, Rankopel could already fully see the entire process of the Safra mercenary armed with a long knife who sneaked out from the car of the bounty hunter leader to instantly kill the bounty hunter scout Tonino.

If you turn on steaming blood or even completely steam blood, under the terrifying dynamic vision increase, the mercenary's actions of wielding and moving may not be the slightest difference from the grandmother playing tai chi on the playground in his eyes.

"Isn't this group of people..."

Suddenly, a name came to Rankopel's mind.

"Leaders ... This group of people are definitely mercenaries for red label contracts! I was familiar with their style, and I was even surrounded by them when I used to wander the earth!

At this moment, Weiss's communication came at the right time, completely confirming his guess.

"Gee... Red Label Contract Mercenaries. Lankoper

pouted, although he was not familiar with this mercenary, he also knew the definition of a red label contract.

"Red Label contracts" are tailored for elite, tough, but unscrupulous mercenaries, and the initiators of such contracts are unscrupulous and not good.

It's not known whether the beach umbrellas are starting to move or if someone else wants to take the muddy waters, but for Rankopel, it doesn't matter.

The most important thing is probably that this group of people is undoubtedly a group of unscrupulous scum for the sake of profit, so of course there is no sense of moral guilt in killing yourself.

It's so pleasant, it's so pleasant.

As for the mercenaries who appeared in the red label contract, it was also unexpected, and it was reasonable.

After all, today's Rem Biton is really hard to earn and is hard to eat, and the reward of 30,000 Rem Biton gold coins is enough for these dirtiest and fierce mercenaries to come out in a group.

At this time, Rankopel did not know that the other party's employer had raised the bounty tenfold

- then it was probably not the beach umbrella that thought so, but a third-party

force intervened to start grabbing the beach umbrella, this time difference, one step faster, and get the prey into his hands.

"They're packed, leader!"

At this moment, Weiss said to himself in an eager tone:

"From both sides, this group of people still uses the razor tactics of the group of bounty hunters!" The source stone ballista on my side has just had some procedural problems, and it will take a few minutes for the secondary energy storage.

"They're fast, and it's not half a minute to get over from 50 meters..." Rankopel

said to Weis:

"It's okay, I'm here, Vese, what are you afraid of."

"Keep it locked, I want you to be able to blow up a dozen cars on the opposite side as soon as you charge your energy."

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And about half a minute later, the group of mercenaries had already wrapped up, just ten meters in front of Lan Kopel, lined up in formation, and everyone aimed their weapons at the front.

Rankopelle's vision even saw a Sakaz on the far right of the group, his own kindred, holding a decent long hammer in his hand.

The pointing of firepower is very precise, there are almost no dead ends, and the gap can be seen only at this moment, and the mercenaries of the red contract are by no means idle among the mercenaries.

"..."Behind

Rankopel, the extreme realm has silently turned on the source stone technique to assist the quenching string to observe the direction of the battlefield, and the quenching string has also set up a crossbow behind a rock and aimed at the front.

"I've been observing you since the beginning, Sakaz."

The leader of the Red Label mercenaries, White Fang, walked out of the group, came to Rankopel, and said,

"Aren't you afraid of death? A man stands in front of this. He

didn't seem afraid of Sakaz witchcraft at all—the White Fang hadn't dealt with Sakaz once or twice, and he had a counter-casting unit at his waist designed to counter Sakaz witchcraft.

What's more, the other party is alone, and the disguise of the Riboli girl with a crossbow behind is almost worked, and a gesture of her own can make her subordinates end her life with a faster crossbow arrow.