Hunter x Hunter: Tonight, Germain joins the hunt

Chapter 453: The Transit Base Island Defense Line Is Ineffective

Gurgle, gurgle, gurgle.

He had long silver hair and pointed elf-like ears, but he was wearing a black uniform and lying on the sofa, drinking from a bottle, which was somewhat inconsistent with his image.

Muhlu was not drinking to relieve his sorrow, but as the captain of the logistics and blocking force left here by the Biyangde exploration team, he had to have some hobbies to kill time.

The time of waiting and patience is always long, just like the word - the days pass by like years.

He put his booted legs on the table beside him, raised his head and took another sip of wine, his eyes fixed on a sea map hanging on the gray and white wall.

The core members of the Bi Yangde exploration team had already set out from the transit base island several days ago and headed for the boundary gate where the gatekeeper was.

The mission of the mercenary troops led by Muhlu, who stayed here, to put it bluntly, was to ensure support for Yang De's exploration team and to protect their retreat.

At the same time, Pariston predicted with a smile that pursuers from the Hunter Association might come soon.

The Muhru mercenary forces will rely on the strategic locations they have occupied on the transit base island, as well as the many weapons they have left behind, to stop the pursuers.

It would be best to sink the pursuer's ship at sea and let most of their members drown. This is the safest way.

He didn't want to let the enemy land and then start a fierce battle for strategic locations on the island, as that would cause his mercenary troops to suffer heavy losses.

Although Bi Yangde and Palliston gave a large enough deposit, and the promised funds would allow this unit and their families to have no worries about food and clothing from now on, and everyone would become rich...

However, after all, they are just mercenaries. They will charge forward and risk their lives when the time is right. But now there is a safer way to block the opponent, so why should they risk their lives?
Muhru couldn't help laughing.

Ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling, ding-a-ling—

The phone on the table rang at an inopportune time, interrupting his fantasy of retirement. He reached out and picked up the receiver with some dissatisfaction and put it to his ear.

"What's wrong?" Muhlu said with a somewhat impatient tone.

The caller was from Muhlu's subordinate, who seemed a little panicked: "Captain, an unidentified ship has been spotted and is approaching!"

They really came. Muhlu immediately became excited: "How many are there?"

"One ship."

"One?" Muhru thought about it, and then he suddenly realized that after all, all the ships in the New World had been destroyed, and it was not easy for the pursuers to get a ship.

Since there is only one ship, it is much easier.

"What type of ship?" Muhru relaxed and asked again.

"Uh...it looks like a sightseeing yacht."

Muhlu was stunned for a long time before he put his legs down from the table and sat up straight. "What the hell did you just say? What type of ship?"

"Sightseeing yacht." The other party had to repeat it again.

"Sink it." Muhru's face darkened. "I don't care how you fire, just sink it! You are kidding... Use the special coastal defense guns!"

"We've already used it..." The subordinate's tone was uneasy, "But we can't hit it. The yacht is too agile."

"Have you all eaten shit?" Muhlu couldn't help but curse and stood up from the sofa, "Can't you hit a yacht? You've been lying on the boat for too long, don't you even know how to fire a cannon?"

"No...it...it's really flexible and fast. The shells can't hit it at all."

Can’t hit?!

How could this happen?!

Muhlu frowned, thought about it, and understood that it must be a ship that was materialized by more than a dozen materialized Nen users. For such a ship, the "yacht" is just the outer shell, and the actual speed depends entirely on the dozen materialized Nen users.

If that were the case, it would make sense that the pursuers came here in a sightseeing yacht.

"Then let it get close, and when it tries to land somewhere, concentrate your firepower and destroy it in one fell swoop."

"Yes!" the subordinate responded immediately.

After hanging up the phone, Muhru felt a little uneasy. He paced back and forth on the creaking wooden boards in the room, feeling a little worried.

He was about to open the door and go out to check when he heard the phone ringing again. He had no choice but to walk over and pick up the receiver.

"Captain!" It was the same subordinate, and this time he was more panicked than before, "They have landed!"

Muhru widened his eyes in astonishment. It should have been less than five minutes since the phone call.

And the enemy broke through their firepower and successfully landed by force in just five minutes?

What kind of joke is this?
"Captain?" Not hearing Muhlu's voice, the subordinate had to raise his voice.

On his side, Muhru did hear the sounds of continuous gunfire and artillery fire from his subordinates, and it seemed that they had already engaged in battle with the enemy.

"How many enemies have landed?" Muhru had no time to blame his subordinates for their incompetence and was secretly suspicious in his heart.

Could it be that old Netero came in person?

How could it be possible? Would he not care about the Hunter Association and the survivors and chase after his son to kill him?
Or are they the twelve members including "Dragon" Botobai and "Tiger" Guanxi?
Only Netero, or some of the Twelve Clans members, could have such an unstoppable landing speed, right?

The subordinate hesitated for a moment, but said a number that shocked Muhru: "According to observation, there should be only four enemies."

Muhru was silent again, and finally he said in a somewhat frustrated tone:
"Stop them. I'll get to the front line now. Are you guys so useless that you can't even do this?"

Then he slammed the phone down and rushed to the front line.

He led a group of people out of the camp and walked down the stone steps. Soon, he heard the sound of intensive firing, which made him even more frightened.

Have we made it this far? With just four people?
Muhru really couldn't figure out what was going on. He saw his mercenary troops constantly retreating, but their crossfire did not stop.

On the left and right sides are two teams holding guns and rocket launchers, and in the middle is their heavy firepower - a series of mechanical armors.

These mechanical armors are like the armors ridden by the funny trio Pilaf and others in "Dragon Ball", with one member riding on the torso and both arms.

These members are all Nen users. They inject Nen into the armor, thereby increasing the armor's mobility and the power of the shells to a terrifying level.

Muhru's mercenaries rely on such formations to continuously win on different battlefields, but now they are employed by Biyangde and Pariston.

However, such elite and well-equipped troops were being slaughtered.

Mechanical armors fell and exploded one after another, and the mercenaries were either burned to death or smashed into pieces by the enemies.

The wailing continued and panic spread.

Muhru held the walkie-talkie, looking at the one-sided situation in front of him, not knowing how to give orders.

He was standing on a high place and could see clearly that there were indeed only four people on the other side, and one of them was someone he had never expected.

"Rat" Germain.

Why the hell is he here?!
(End of this chapter)