Arknights: Iron-Blooded Savior

"Captain, the train has started. A

shield guard immediately went out to inform the patriots.

The patriot nodded and said:

"Soldiers, we, go on, march, fellow Chernoberg, need us." So

the Patriots arranged for their mutant guerrillas to board the train together, and Rankopel did the same, putting all his iron guards on the train.

It's just that one thing is that even if a unit like the shield guard removes the equipment on its body, it is basically very burly, and the size of ordinary people is too large.

Therefore, they can only be divided into a separate compartment, otherwise it will bring great inconvenience to others walking around in the carriage.

At this time, Rankopel and Froststar are in the control room of the train, Rankopel is checking some elements in the control room of the train for damage, while Froststar is responsible for driving the train.

Frost Star is extremely skilled in the manipulation of trains, which Rankopel did not expect.

"Frost Star, you still drive a train?" Watching

Frost Star very skillfully control the train's console, Rankopel asked with some surprise, in the plot, Rankopel has never seen Frost Star drive a train

.

"The old Pico used to teach, just two months ago, in a sudden encounter on the tundra, he died trying to block an arrow fired by an Usas airborne soldier for me. Frost

Star said to Rankopel.

“...... I'm sorry. Rankopel

was silent for a moment and said to Frost Star.

"It's okay, Rankopel, our warriors are not afraid of sacrifice, and instead of living meaninglessly, it is better to die with a bang in the fight for the mutants. Froststar

answered Rankopel while manipulating the console.

Suddenly, Frost Star seemed to remember something, and said:

"Rankopel, allow me to take the liberty of asking, you, you should have been a nobleman before, right?"

In Usas, a country where many illiterate people are illiterate, even if he is out of the circle of nobility, he can still be seen that he was once a nobleman.

And blood demons are rarely scattered, basically exist in the group of the family, and commoners cannot use the word family, only nobles, and commoners are called families at most.

"Well, that's right, I did be a nobleman before. Rankopel

replied without thinking.

"The nobility ... Narankopel... I've read in some books that blood demons who make mistakes or are too weak will be abandoned by the family. Frost

Star asked.

With Rankopel's strength, it is impossible to be abandoned because he is too weak, probably because he made some mistake, and this mistake was even enough for them to expel Rankopel's powerful combat power.

This point was misunderstood by Frost Star.

"No, when my family was preparing to evacuate Chernoberg, a huge meteorite fell from the sky, and in one fell swoop, our family was razed and not a single weed remained. Rankopel

replied, this is his own memory in a past life.

"Ahhh... I'm so sorry. This

time, Frost Star apologized to himself.

"It's okay, we're pretty even. Lan

Keper sighed slightly in his heart, although he is a traverser, he has inherited the memory of his previous life, and if he thinks about it, even he will be a little sad.

The power of natural disasters is really unattainable for mortals.

But he will, one day, surpass the natural disaster.

Rankopel thought so.

Woo hoo....

Soon, the underground train was fully activated, and under the combined action of the combustion of source charcoal and the steam turbine, the chimney at the top of the locomotive began to whine, and black smoke began to rise.

Because the tracks are completely repaired, the train runs very smoothly.

And Rankopel also rolled from the window to the roof, if there was something wrong with the rails ahead, he could fix it immediately, now the train is very slow and in the stage of cautious driving.

Soon, there was a clear upward slope ahead.

After driving along this slope for less than a minute, it came to the ground, and after everyone confirmed the location, this is the outermost part of the No. 8 mine, as long as you go out about ten meters, it is equivalent to leaving the No. 8 mine.

Next, it is to arrange the evacuation of the mutant mine slaves in the mine.

Rankopel arranged it to the truth, and now Rankopel has fully understood the power of truth, and many things that he is not good at can be entrusted to the truth.

And the mine slaves are very cooperative, but they all seem to be very morale, they have been persecuted long enough, and there is a raging flame burning in their hearts.

So the miners were lining up to board the train under the arrangement of the mutant guerrillas and the Rankopel iron guard.

However, the relationship between this mine does not seem to be as harmonious as Rankopel's No. 4 mine, and there is also an unpleasant noise:

"Go along, demon guy, I'll come first!" At

the queue at the entrance of a carriage, an Usas man pushed away the Sakaz boy in front of him impatiently, he wanted to get on the train first.

The Sakaz boy was only seven or eight years old, and when he was pushed hard by the Usas adult, his body suddenly tilted, and he fell directly to the ground with an unstable center of gravity, and he was screaming in pain.

"Damn demon guy, I shouldn't..." The

Usas spewed out the swear word as he squeezed forward to get into the car.

Before the Usas could board the train, a pitch-black halberd was raised behind him.

There was a crisp, flesh-and-blood cracking sound.

"Ah!!"

the Usas screamed suddenly, his entire right arm was broken shoulder-to-shoulder, and it was cut into blood by the patriot's halberd, and the whole person suddenly rolled on the ground with his wounds, and a large blood stain was splashed on the surface of the

carriage.

The patriot behind him put down the halberd, still dripping blood, and a deep voice flowed from his throat:

"Here, there are only mutants, compatriots, no Usas, also, no, demon guys.

He paused, and then said

, "Here, unwelcome, discriminatory against each other, tumbling, and turning knives against each other,

this is a military order." The

patriot's words were loud.

So all the mutant mine slaves were immediately honest, rather than like the unreasonable Usas himself was a very small minority.

After that, not only did there be no scene of forcibly cutting the queue like that, but even a scene of humility.

Soon, all the mutant miners in the mine have been on the train, and Rankopel and the Patriots are making a final count of the No. 8 mine, after which they will also leave.

"Blood Demon, you, why, struggle?" just

then, the patriot turned and asked Rankopel.

"I am a doctor, who came to remove all the lesions of this land.

This time, Rankopel replied very seriously, that this is his ultimate goal.

The patriot was silent for a moment, and then said

, "Blood Demon,

do you know what you are talking about?"

The patriot paused, and his tone was sonorous like a hammer:

"The ferocity, madness, blood-blinded beast of Usas, the wine of Casimir, the sinking, the bubble of drunken gold, the darkness of Columbia, the vicious puppet of capital manipulation, these alone, how do you want to defeat?"

Rankopel's

tone stopped slightly, thought about it, and said again:

"The madness of Usas comes from the fact that their history is on the wheel of the war that was built, and the wrong idea of the Usas leadership is that only war can solve everything, not every Usas is a fanatical militant, I will change this country."

"Casimir's drunken gold fan comes from every spectator who flocks to the knightly competition, the head of the conquest knight falls on Casimir's frontier in exchange for only the dust of the wind, and some competitive knights even shed a drop of blood, the audience will pay a lot for him to buy the best medical care, I will change their wrong philosophy."

"Columbi's darkness of the Victoria experiment and blindness to scientific evolution comes from their ignorance and arrogance in scientific inquiry and helplessness to be controlled by capital, once knowledge is impregnated with capital, terrible consequences will occur, and as long as the current capital structure and legal policies are modified, all problems will be solved."

"I will do all of this, I will."

"Until then, I will fight with you to take Chernoberg and open up a livable home for you, and after that, I will make plans."

This time, the patriot was silent for half a minute before he spoke to Rankopel:

"Rankopel, you are just a blood demon, but you vainly try to stop the torrent of one, even several eras, and what is still left by their repeated washing, stubborn reefs.

"If it was, someone else, saying that to me, I would think that he was talking about it, but, for some reason, I could feel that there was real, hope in your eyes, Rankopel."

"But, it just feels, I've seen too many misfortunes and misfortunes that shouldn't have happened, and I hope you can really do it."

After that, the patriot turned and left.

Rankopel watched the patriot leave, his eyes a little complicated, not knowing what he was thinking.

Boom....

"Hmm...?" Suddenly

, Rankopel suddenly felt a slight vibrating sound under his feet.

"Is it my delusion?"

Rankopel was a little puzzled, so he was afraid to come again, and listened carefully with one ear close to the ground.

Boom!!!

but at this moment, the roar instantly turned into a deafening roar, and Rankopel almost didn't have time to react, and the whole person's body was light.

Hula -

and he only faintly glimpsed something in the center of the mine that broke through the ground with a roar, and the powerful upward shock wave he brought with him threw himself high.

"Uh!!!" Lan

Keper only felt that he was spinning in mid-air, and his consciousness began to faint, and he bit the tip of his tongue sharply, forcibly sobering himself up, and then condensed a hook lock in mid-air, and threw it towards the high wall closest to him!

Hula -

then the wire shortened while using its own force, and after landing, it hit a dozen rolls to eliminate the maximum force, and then a carp stood up straight.

After getting up, Rankopel immediately wiped the dust from his face and eyes, and then immediately stared at the center of the mine, and then Rankopel's pupils immediately shrank like the tip of a needle:

"What the hell is this...!" At

this time, what came into his eyes, from the center of the mine, broke out of the ground was a huge black arm.

Rankopel just roughly guessed with his eyes that they were nearly 100 meters high and more than 20 meters wide, and this height was only nearly 10 meters high in this walled mine, which was simply the outstretched hand of a giant who recovered from the ground!

This thick arm has knotted muscles, but it looks very deformed, like a quick product made by a child with plasticine, without the beauty of muscles.

At the same time, Rankopel clearly saw that there were countless densely bonded black spiders on that huge arm!