Chapter 897 The Combat Effectiveness of Passerby Players (1/2)

Seeing the figure suddenly appearing on the street, the soldiers of the purge team were obviously stunned.

The man was wearing a raincoat. His face could not be seen in the dark night, nor could the things hidden under the raincoat be seen.

The team leader immediately became alert, quickly raised the muzzle of his gun and aimed at the man, and then reported the situation to the centurion.

"An unidentified target was found... outside the mission execution area. This guy blocked the escape route of the militants."

Accompanied by the rustling sound of electricity, the voice of the centurion soon came from the other end of the communication channel.

"Report his detailed situation."

The team leader took a deep breath and reported hurriedly.

"I can't see it here. He is wearing a raincoat... This guy gives me a feeling that something is wrong."

The centurion calmly ordered: "Maybe he is an accomplice of the militants, arrest him together."

They have captured some prisoners, but not enough.

According to the explanation of those minions, the one who jumped out of the window and escaped was their leader.

That is, the so-called disciple of the Enlightenment Society.

"Yes."

The team leader who hung up the call waved his right fist, and the team quickly split into two groups. One group continued to push forward along the street, while the other group aimed its rifle at the figure in the raincoat and approached him.

For some reason, the team leader felt his heart beating violently, and the instinctive panic was as if he was being stared at by some dangerous alien species.

Ten meters away!

Seeing that the five people were about to come into contact with the guy standing still, the change happened at this moment.

"Da Da Da--!"

A tongue of fire suddenly burst out from the shadow covered by the raincoat, and a series of tracers rushed in the face, killing the five-member team by surprise.

With a distance of less than ten meters, there was no time to dodge such dense firepower, and there was no place to dodge!

Fortunately, the bulletproof lining of the exoskeleton blocked the rain of bullets. Although everyone was embarrassed by the volley, they were not hit in the vitals, and they decisively pulled the trigger to fight back.

In this lightning moment, the figure in the raincoat suddenly moved.

The two scimitars were like the front legs of a mantis, flashing a flash of white light in the rain, and with a "hum" they attacked the side of the five-man team.

The soldier standing on the left had no time to react, and watched the sharp blade split the raindrops hanging on the tactical eyepiece.

"Dang--!"

The alloy blade cut into the helmet, and the bulletproof lining that could defend against bullets was not a slightly thicker wooden board in front of the power of a level 30 agility player.

Coupled with the exoskeleton drive, this attack instantly dealt dense damage.

Blood splashed out of the broken helmet, and the man who was cut lost consciousness instantly.

Loosening the hand holding the knife handle, the joker directly abandoned the scimitar embedded in the helmet and grasped the other handle in his left hand, changing from holding two knives to holding knives with both hands.

Looking at their teammates whose life and death were unknown, the other four soldiers were dumbfounded. Before they even figured out what was happening, they saw the lightning-fast figure rushing in front of them again.

"Stop him--" The soldier who reacted first turned his gun and fired at close range.

However, before he finished speaking, the whirlwind-like knife light had already wiped his neck.

"Die!"

As soon as the curse words blew into his ears, his vision rose into the air with the severed head and rolled in the air.

The first body had just fallen to the ground, and two of the five-man team had already died!

With a high fighting spirit burning in his eyes, the comedian did not stop killing.

He quickly dodged the gun flame that was almost close to his face, and the whirlwind-like knife light turned around and chopped at the soldier's calf against the sound of the gun.

"Ah!!"

The blade was embedded in the bulletproof armor of the exoskeleton leg guard.

It was better to say that it was smashed in than to say that it was chopped in!

The soldier knelt on one knee with a cry of pain, and the knee guard hit the rain on the ground.

The Comedian lifted the soldier by the back of his neck with his left hand, and held it in front of him like a shield, and rushed to the next prey who was aiming at him.

The soldier staggered with his gun and fell backwards without balance after being hit by the back of the friendly soldier.

He threw away the soldier with a broken leg with his left hand, and rushed forward to catch up with him. At the same time, his right hand reached for the submachine gun with half a magazine left hanging on his waist, and the muzzle of the gun was like a dagger against the jaw of the soldier who fell backwards.

"The fourth one!"

As the hideous voice blurted out, the muzzle of the gun spurted out flames.

The "da da da" explosion penetrated the soft part of the exoskeleton, and the soldier's head instantly exploded into paste. His body twitched like an electric shock in the flashing sparks, and then he fell heavily on the rain-soaked street.

Seeing his teammates die one after another, the only remaining soldier was already scared.

Seeing the brim of the raincoat facing him, he couldn't even muster the courage to face the man. He just shouted "Monster!" in fear, and turned around and fled into the rain.

Obviously, not all Willant people are fearless.

Especially facing this unreasonable "monster".

Looking at the incredibly fast afterimage and the brothers who fell down in a few breaths, the team leader's pupils had shrunk into a dot, and he was shocked and angry in his heart, and he didn't even bother to scold the guy who fled in the face of battle.

"So fast!"

Although he was also an awakened person, but faced with such terrifying power and speed at such a distance, he had no confidence at all to win.

The soldier whose calf was chopped off was not dead, but stared wide-eyed at the man in the raincoat, lying in the rain convulsing and gasping for air.

The comedian put a submachine gun against his head as a hostage to prevent the five men not far away from firing and sneak attack, and then pulled off the rifle hanging on his shoulder.

"Do you want to fight again?"

While speaking, he turned his face and looked at the remaining five people standing on the street.

The distance between the two sides was almost twenty meters, which was neither too far nor too close to him.

The squad leader swallowed, and the barrel of the silencer trembled slightly.

This guy is a monster...

He lowered his voice and called for the sniper, but he didn't hear any response, and his heart suddenly sank.

These people come prepared!

The snipers they were ambushing nearby were probably in danger...

"...Who are you?" In order to delay some time, the team leader lowered his voice.

He was standing here just to delay time. Seeing that the other person was too scared to move, the comedian was not in a hurry to fight, so he decided to tease this guy.

"Disciples of the Enlightenment."

The squad leader's pupils shrank slightly.

"Enlightenment meeting..."

That name again!

Rubbing the trigger with his index finger, he swallowed nervously and continued to ask in a lowered voice.

"...What on earth do you want to do?"

"You don't need to know..." The comedian also lowered his voice, like a real villain.

The air between the two sides seemed to be frozen, and they were stagnant for a while.

About two minutes passed.

The captain kept swallowing his saliva, secretly worried, but there was nothing he could do.

What made him fearful was not only the man standing in front of him, but also his teammates who were stepped on by this guy, and another gun hidden in the dark.

The sniper had lost contact, and he was almost certain that the gun had blocked the street.

His superiors had already assigned a ten-man team to search the sniper point, and he did not dare to risk his own life and that of his brothers before waiting for the results.

At this moment, the centurion's voice came from the communication channel.

"...Reinforcements are coming soon. Just hold on there for a while."

The team leader said nervously.

"Understood...where is the escape target?"

After the brief rustle of electricity passed, the Centurion continued.

"Ignore him for now and control the target in front of you first. As for the guy who escaped, his identity has been determined...he can't run away."

After hearing these words, the team leader finally breathed a sigh of relief, and his nervous mood gradually calmed down.

Since he didn't have to worry about the guy who was running away, there was no need for him to fight the man in front of him.

Just keep an eye on them and wait for reinforcements to arrive!

The group of people standing in the rain faced each other like this, letting the increasingly rapid raindrops hit their raincoats and exoskeleton armor.

At this moment, the sound of cars was faintly heard in the wind blowing along the street.

At the same time, a voice came from the communication channel of the comedian standing in the rain.

"...There are two pieces of bad news, which one do you want to hear first?"

The comedian rolled his eyes when he heard this.

"I'm just showing off, can you please stop farting and say what you have to say quickly."

Without further ado, Sha Diao continued.

"The troops surrounding the radio station opened fire on civilians. One of the Desert Corps was killed and one was injured. Fortunately, no traces were left. Our people successfully evacuated... In addition, the residents of Yongye Port seemed to have suffered a lot of casualties. I saw the explosion. I took a look offline and heard what the dead man said."

The comedian clicked his tongue in surprise.

This southern army was ruthless enough, and they actually opened fire on their own civilians when they were in a hurry.

"...These are two pieces of bad news?"

Sha Diao continued in the communication channel.

"Counting one, the other is about you. There are two armored vehicles passing in your direction, about two or three minutes' drive. I saw it from the drone."

After a pause, he said again.

"Of course, I'm almost done here, you can do whatever you want."

"receive."

After a simple reply, the comedian tapped his index finger on his helmet and hung up the communication.

Looking at the five people waiting in the distance, he thought for a while, had an idea in his mind, and called out.

"Hello."

The squad leader standing opposite was instantly nervous, and his index finger on the trigger was like a taut string.

"What?"

The comedian grinned.

"I spared your life, what is your name?"

Anger flashed in the squad leader's eyes, but he thought that reinforcements were coming and there was no need to anger the monster at this time, so he finally suppressed the anger in his heart and lowered his voice.

"Toby."

"Toby...remember it," after reciting the name silently, the comedian nodded and said in a meaningful tone, "Goodbye, see you later."

After saying that, he kicked the lame guy under his feet aside.

Toby was stunned for a moment, and he still hadn't recovered his senses as to what he meant by "see you later."

At this moment, a dazzling flame suddenly shot out from under the raincoat, and the murderous monster exploded into a ball of fire in full view of everyone!

The blazing flame ignited the exoskeleton's battery. Just half a second after the first explosion, the second explosion sounded immediately, and the thick smoke spread instantly.

Burning sparks flew like fireworks, illuminating the dark streets.

Faced with this sudden change, Toby was dumbfounded.

Suicide? !

The screams coming through the smoke woke him up. He quickly put aside the muzzle of the gun and rushed forward with a few sprints to pull his teammates who were still in the fire out of the thick smoke.

There was a machete embedded in the guy's calf, and the bulletproof lining on his chest was set on fire, and it couldn't be removed no matter how hard he slapped it.

Toby gritted his teeth and removed the bulletproof lining from his chest and threw it into the sea of ​​​​smoky fire not far away.

At this moment, two reinforced armored vehicles finally arrived from the other side of the street.

The vehicle stopped on the side of the road, and a Valantian soldier with a rifle jumped out of the vehicle and strode up to Toby.

"We are the 400,000th reconnaissance team. We heard that reinforcements are needed here, so we came here from the port area."

After looking at Toby and the wounded man next to him, the soldier shrugged.

"It looks like your battle is over."

Reaching out and moving the scimitar embedded in his teammate's calf, Toby saw that it seemed to have cut into the bone. He finally gave up on pulling it out and decided to leave the job to a professional surgeon.

It's really tragic.

He didn't win on the battlefield, but his leg was broken when he fell in front of his own house. I'm afraid he will have to retire early.

Toby stood up from the ground.

"It's over, you're a step too late."

The soldier in the reconnaissance team grinned.

"Isn't it the same for you? I heard that a very important person died."

Toby nodded silently.

"Captain."

The key is not the rank of commander, but that this guy is the secretary to the director of the theater general affairs department.

At this moment, Toby did not know that his friendly forces had opened fire on civilians.

If he had known about it, he probably wouldn't have made such a fuss over such a trivial matter as "the death of a captain."

The soldiers in the reconnaissance team on the opposite side clicked their tongues slightly and looked at the fire scene aside.

"Kill a captain... These gang members seem to be tired of living."

The billowing smoke was quickly diluted by the rain, but the burning flame could not be extinguished, burning tenaciously in the increasingly pouring rain.

When the acrid smoke dissipated, only a charred torso remained on the street.

Toby swallowed, put his index finger on his helmet, and reported to his superiors.

"Three of us were killed...one was seriously injured."

"The other party claims to be a disciple of the Enlightenment Society, and he is suspected to be a person who is awakened in the second stage or above... No, it is probably in the third or fourth stage. That does not seem to be a speed that can be achieved by relying on an exoskeleton alone."

There was silence in the communication channel for a while, and his centurion asked in a deep voice.

"...Where is the person? Have you caught him?"

Toby whispered.

"He committed suicide... and all that was left of his body was charcoal."

The communication channel was silent for a long time again, and the centurion spoke concisely and concisely.

"I know, let's close the team."

Toby asked quickly.

"Where's the escape target?"

The centurion continued.

"The city defense army has blocked Yongye Port, including Blackwater Lane, which is a key blockade... That rat can't escape."

"The chaos tonight is a bit big... There may be other tasks later."

Toby took a deep breath.

"receive."

…

On the other side, Morse, who was running rampant in the alley, finally found the headquarters of the Enlightenment Society with his vague memory.

At this moment, he was like a dog that fell into the water, his whole body was soaked by the rain, and there was a faint stench of swill.

Not caring about tidying up his appearance, he stumbled forward and slammed his fist on the closed door.

However, the closed door did not move at all and showed no intention of opening.

He couldn't help but panic in his heart, and shouted towards the closed door.

"Open the door! I've done everything you asked me to do...Although there was an accident and Tony was dead, there was nothing I could do. Who would have thought that I would run into the legion's regular army!"

etc……

Why did you encounter the regular army of the legion? !

Hasn’t the Enlightenment Club already settled the high-level affairs? Otherwise, how could he have caused such a scene in Tony's casino... The men from the garrison alone were enough to crush him to death, without even the need for regular troops to take action.

unless……

It's not that the garrison didn't want to come, but something unexpected happened.

The guy who threw an olive branch to him and was killed by him was the real big shot.

This does explain why that guy Tony would rather die in his own hands than run away.

But……

How to calculate what happened before?

The power of the Enlightenment apparently freed him from Katnod prison.

Morse's brain became increasingly confused, his eyebrows ached, and the whites of his eyes became bloodshot.

That damn hallucination happened again.

His gums bled from biting down, and he hit his head hard to drive the hallucination out of his mind.

What went wrong? !

He had actually vaguely noticed something.

Perhaps this is not a cooperation between the Legion and the Enlightenment Society at all, but a secret wrestling between the Legion and the Alliance.

As for him...

It's just that I happened to get involved, and some misunderstandings occurred out of selfishness.

He is not a maggot living in the sewer at all, but a pupa living in a cocoon.

He spent all his strength and tried everything, and finally bit a hole in the strong cocoon. However, the light that shone into the cocoon blinded his eyes.

Which side is the illusion? Which side is reality?

"Damn it! Open the door!"

Morse roared at the top of his lungs and smashed the door with his almost unconscious arm, almost smashing the closed door panel.

"Don't you already recognize me? Don't you think... I'm not a member of the Enlightenment Society?"

The moment he heard the word "Enlightenment Meeting", there was finally a movement inside the door.

Morse's eyes flashed with hope, especially when he saw the door open.

However, the next second, the light of hope solidified in the center of his pupils with a short gunshot.

"boom--!"

A 9mm bullet penetrated his head, and Morse fell to the ground without saying a word.

Looking at the body soaked in the rain, the gloomy-faced man cursed angrily and put away the smoking pistol.

"It's so noisy... What the hell, do you think your voice is not loud enough?!"

These rubbish guys...

Even if they put their own lives on the line, they still have to make noises in the name of the Enlightenment Society.

This is just great.

They can't keep a low profile even if they want to!

He couldn't count how many scapegoats he had put on his head. He wanted to skin this idiot alive!

After glancing towards the street and seeing that no one else was there, the man breathed a sigh of relief, squatted down and grabbed the feet of the corpse, preparing to drag the dead dog into the house and dispose of it.

And the moment he buried his head, a cracking sound struck the top of his head.

There was no time to react, and he fell straight to the ground after receiving a sap blow.

Throwing away the stick in his hand, the sand sculpture glanced at Morse's body and sighed softly.

He had read this guy's story in Taran's post. Although he was a complete villain and a lunatic with abnormal brains, he was still a guy with a dream.

It is said that in his dream, he changed Blackwater Alley and turned it into the Night City in the wasteland, a low-end version of the Bugla Free State.

If he had been born in another place and received a good education, with his abilities, he might have been able to accomplish something, even if he hadn't become the emperor of the underground world.

However, this is the Evernight Harbor ruled by the Velant people.

It’s Blackwater Lane where aliens are born and rot.

"You will become a legend in Blackwater Lane, and people here will remember your name for a long time... There is only so much I can help you with, rest in peace, first timer."

After saying these words, the sand sculpture dragged his body and the unconscious man into the stronghold of the "True Enlightenment Society".

After tonight, this guy's wanted poster will probably be posted all over the streets of Blackwater Lane. After the trouble in the northwest city is settled, the people of Willant will be looking for him like crazy.

But they won't succeed.

He will disappear completely from this settlement like a human evaporation, becoming a legend circulating in the streets of Blackwater Lane and a legend in the eyes of countless young men...

Along with secrets that he may or may not know.