Wow! The explosion rate is really high

The sound did not fall completely.

Just before the other party showed an uncooperative attitude, Gong Yan, who had been smiling all the time, glanced slightly to the side behind him.

Dai Lian, who had discussed it on the way here, immediately understood.

If you want to use the general momentum to force the opponent to submit, and thus capture this arsenal without any blood, not only a huge momentum is needed, but also the coercion of force that can show strength at critical moments.

Without revealing too much, the tip of the iceberg is more likely to scare people.

So Dai Lian bent his bow and set an arrow with sharp movements.

With a "whoosh" sound, the arrow shot through the air.

The tyrannical force instantly penetrated the defender's eyebrows. Those soldiers who were extremely nervous and only waited for orders did not even realize what happened. In the silence, the stiff body of the defender fell backward. .

Only then did the blood hole between his eyebrows gush out red and white juice.

"boom!"

The sound of the corpse falling to the ground seemed to hit everyone's heart. Looking at the charming figure at the head who was still smiling and charming, the adjutant of the garrison shuddered and immediately raised his arms and shouted loudly to the soldiers under his command, "Don't fire! Don't fire!"

As he spoke, he looked at Gong Yan opposite with great nervousness, "We won't resist! We won't resist! This place is yours, sir."

The opponent is powerful and has a large number of people.

Their top officer has died in the line of duty, and given the general trend, there is no need for the remaining people to fight with the dark sea of ​​people in front of them.

And looking at the huge crowds of people on the other side, their demands may represent the will of the people. When the "doctor" is not around, I am afraid no one can compete with them.

They were really "scared"...

"This place is yours." The garrison adjutant nodded and saluted with utmost humility.

…

"This place belongs to us..." Stepping into the warehouse, Dai Lian still whispered softly in disbelief.

A city that was almost the same size as Blackwater City, they actually succeeded in occupying the city's arsenal under several days of planning.

This was something they couldn't even imagine in Blackwater City.

"Because the rules of this city are too sick..."

Gong Yan shook her head gently and spoke in a low tone.

Except for the "doctors" at the top, almost everyone in the city does not agree with the current layout of the city, and there are deep complaints from top to bottom.

Not to mention that today's actions by myself and others were actually at the right time and place, and more reinforcements from other parts of the city failed to arrive.

If the remaining garrison officers here were more stubborn, they would have no choice but to launch a strong attack.

Not to mention the large number of casualties, the forces waiting behind and watching may not take action if there is a real fight. If the victory is not fast enough, when the reinforcements arrive, they may not be able to return.

But luckily...everything happened in the best possible way.

"What's next?"

"Distribute the supplies...Except for what we need for the mission, all the rest will be distributed." Gong Yan waved his hand and gave the order.

Perhaps for them, the task has almost been completed.

But for the people in this city, today's actions are just the beginning of their resistance.

It is possible that a momentary victory can be expanded into more results, or that it can be instantly extinguished by the next blow.

Watching Gong Yan glance at the cheering ordinary people from the side, Gu Lan asked thoughtfully: "What else do you want to do?"

"I can't leave them behind." Gong Yan pursed her lips and frowned, "But the deadline for the mission is coming soon..."

Gu Lan, who heard the meaning from Gong Yan's words, immediately retorted, "We won't leave you here alone. If you want to go together, we will stay together."

It had to be said that she was also amazed by Gong Yan's ability and charm in this line of work in Hui Tiecheng.

"It's not like we can just leave if we want to..." Gong Yan looked into the distance.

The noise caused by the lively teams distributing supplies around them was completely eliminated, leaving only a group of well-dressed people in the distance walking through the following city forces, big and small, gradually approaching.

"Let's go." The excitement around us is not important, but the city's subsequent "reaction" to it is. "Go and meet them."

Except for a few players who were in charge of distributing supplies, all the remaining players gathered behind Gong Yan at this moment. Kuang Xin put one hand on Gong Yan's shoulder and said with a smile as if nothing was wrong: "It's okay, we'll just If they don’t accept your side, we’ll fight them out!”

Gong Yan flipped her messy hair lightly, smiling, "Okay... let's fight him out."

…

"The city will not hold you accountable for your offense today, and you can take away all the loot you gained today."

Unexpectedly, the faces of these obviously big shots were calm, and they did not show the slightest hint of anger towards these despicable civilians' counterattack today.

The old man with a strong aura at the head stepped aside, stretched out his hand to lead in the direction of the city gate and said calmly: "But as the price of your actions... From today on, everyone present today will not be allowed to enter the territory of Gray Iron City again. Appear within.”

expulsion.

The supplies stored in a small arsenal are not enough to damage the city, and the real nobles in the city have no intention of forcibly suppressing the desperate counterattacks from the people at the bottom.

Killing everyone would be too bloody, and it would also be a problem to liquidate the large and small gangs that followed.

On the contrary, these "thorns" who were either unwilling to undergo surgery or whose operations failed have now finally been gathered together. Directly expelling all these "thorns" can restore calm to the city.

The rotten pieces of flesh must be cut off directly to allow the remaining body to grow healthily again.

In this dark and chaotic era, it is difficult for ordinary people to survive without the shelter of the city.

Whether these people died of thirst and starvation outside the city's radiation range or were eaten by other creatures as meals, or they realized the hardship of life outside and came back to ask for forgiveness, or they hid in secret and eked out an existence, they have no impact on the city. is a good thing.

With the lessons learned from the past, all other civilians in the city who have been aroused by this offense and have ambitions in their hearts can now better understand the importance of the city to everyone.

Appeal? What appeal?

The common people are united and think they can speak at the city level?

Innocent!

Do you really think that the city doesn’t know about those dirty cracks outside the city that harbor dirt and evil?

A bunch of garbage that you usually don't bother to take a look at gathers together, which happens to be a great opportunity to sweep the machine away.

If you think the rules of this city are unfair, then leave this city!

Not far away, a man who was holding a large pile of daily necessities in his arms and smiling widely heard the noble Lord's words, and suddenly his expression froze and he froze on the spot.

He had been to the wilderness far away from the city and saw that there were only endless weeds on the vast land.

The howls of wild beasts extend from the far horizon to the sky, and there is no place for human survival as far as the eye can see.

The panic of leaving the protection of the city to survive in the wilderness instantly swept through his mind.

The supplies in his hands fell unconsciously on the floor. The man ran over like a madman and kowtowed, "No! Sir! No! Don't drive me away! Don't drive me away!"

While kowtowing, he vigorously pushed out the various living supplies scattered on the floor that he had just regarded as treasures, "I don't want it anymore! I don't want it anymore! I don't want anything anymore! I'm going to have an operation! Sir! I don't want it anymore!" Get the surgery!”

Between probability and certain death, he just wanted to try his luck.

Looking at the man kneeling and kowtowing, the nobles in black tuxedos pursed their lips slightly and did not say a word. They just raised their heads arrogantly, waiting to see what the leaders in front of them who had just "succeeded in the uprising" planned to do.

An aborigine who was responsible for distributing supplies not far away saw this scene and immediately put down his work and rushed over.

His belief in the "Goddess of Glory" made him feel satisfied from the bottom of his heart. He was filled with disdain for the man's begging for mercy. While kicking the man who was only kowtowing on the ground, the devout believer in charge of distributing supplies shouted loudly, "Get up." ! Get the fuck up! Do you have any potential! Master Shengyan made it difficult for us to become human beings, but in the end you have to lie around and be a dog again!"

Another figure passed by this "devout believer" and quickly knelt down beside the first man. He also begged for mercy: "Adults! Adults! We know we were wrong! We don't dare to do it anymore! We are here Let’s do the surgery! Please don’t drive us out of the city!”

The nobles in black tuxedos held their heads high and exchanged proud glances with each other.

'Look... just a simple order can make these bitches start to quarrel on their own. ’

The leader of the old man glanced further in the direction, knowing that the people of all sizes and powers were looking at this side eagerly, so he smiled contemptuously at the two men who were kneeling on the ground begging for mercy, "It's a pity that my people... ...You made the wrong choice and you should suffer the consequences. Letting you leave with these supplies is our greatest mercy."

"let's go."

Gong Yan's face was calm, showing no sadness or joy, and she turned around and left.

Seeing the young leader leaving in annoyance, the tuxedos raised their chins slightly, as proud as a victorious rooster.

…

"Everyone bring their assigned supplies and let's go!"

After giving the order, most of the people still followed Gong Yan and others, walking toward the gate leaving the city with the supplies they had just received, and with endless confusion and possible excitement or enthusiasm.

Dai Lian turned around and looked at the dark team behind him, also filled with worry, "Where are we taking them?"

Gong Yan's lips curled up slightly, completely losing the seriousness he had when facing the nobles in the city, "I just hope that our Lords don't blame us for getting so many talents for him..."

"Sir..." Dai Lian's tone was slightly stagnant.

My adults may not care.

"But can we really bring them all back?"

The wilderness in this game's setting is definitely not a fun playground.

When the four of them came, if it weren't for their small goals and strong strength, they wouldn't necessarily be able to span the huge space between the two cities.

Nowadays, apart from the four of them, there are not many remaining players in the team of more than 1,000 people, including the indigenous people with fighting ability, and their strength is by no means strong.

If it weren't for the fact that they couldn't survive in the city, why would these people do this kind of thing like sticking their heads in their waistbands?

How to bring these people back to Blackwater City is a big trouble.

"I don't know~" Gong Yan spread her hands.

After leaving the previous counterattack, she seemed to have returned to her usual kind-hearted girl who always smiled softly and laughed warmly in the face of everything as if she had never been worried or anxious.

The girl turned back to look at the team following her, and said with a smile, "But they all believe in us~"

"I believe you..." Kuang Xin whispered softly to the side.

Looking at Gong Yan's profile, he always felt that this girl was much more dazzling than when he first met her.

Maybe, he should also learn from Yanzi?

…

[Feedback from the commission, your insight +0.3, physical fitness +0.2, reflection +0.3, mystery +0.3, long-range weapon proficiency experience +12. 】

[Feedback from the commission, your technology - Psychology +4. 】

[Psychology +4: Now you have won more trust from the population under your jurisdiction and can assign more tasks in advance. The same type of commission issuance can be stacked by +4, which consumes the corresponding natural day's relative authority quota. 】

Bai E was a little surprised when he received the mission feedback.

There is not much feedback on combat capabilities. It is obvious that those players do not have many opportunities to use it, but the core basic attributes are steadily improving. This is the biggest feedback.

Moreover, technology-psychology has grown a lot. Did they trick those aboriginal NPCs into doing their work for them again?

But has the task been completed?

Bai E was a little confused without getting any more information.

Time passes by every second, and there is not much time left for the players.

As the date approaches day by day, the two Gray Iron City warriors following Nova are getting closer to the danger of genetic collapse.

You must never break what you promised. Breaking a promise not only hurts the person who trusted you, but also easily leaves a stain on your own state of mind that is difficult to wash away.

'Or, go to the escort? ’

After returning from the server ruins, he has completed the overall handover and debriefing of this mission. This operation has nothing to do with him as an ordinary soldier. Completing the overall escort process will be considered as his duty has been completed.

As for whether the main goal of this trip has been achieved, what does it have to do with him being a big-headed soldier?

There was no urgent war for the time being, and the mecha company's training did not require him to step in. Bai E, who was free again, became excited.

‘How about taking everyone to take a walk around Gray Iron City? ’

As for what excuse? That's simple.

Wouldn't it be enough to take on a small mission in the direction of Gray Iron City?