Arknights, the new kid Kevin no longer has to save the world

The host is very strong and smart. Shouldn't these two things add up to something that makes it happy?

Why does the system now feel like a failure?

Because it sadly discovered that it was just a pendant, and it would be the same without it.

Kevin Quan, who had not waited for the system's answer for a long time and didn't know why it was silent, took it as acquiescence to his guess and said no more.

The Honkai energy within the body gathered like a sea tide and suddenly rushed towards the core, causing it to shake crazily.

What followed was a severe pain that was enough to stir up nerves!

Kevin's expression didn't change at all, he just hit the core again and again, as if the pain was like a floating cloud to him.

"hiss--"

But the system took a breath of cold air. Of course it understood what Kevin was doing. He was expanding the core's channel capacity!

Of course, there is nothing wrong with this method. The requirements for physical fitness are secondary. This rough method poses an exaggerated challenge to the tolerance of pain nerves. Most people who use this method will paralyze the pain nerves and weaken the effect.

But its host is not so ruthless!

When the core grew from the size of a fingernail to about the size of a thumb, Kevin nodded slightly. Although it was still not enough for him to perform unscrupulously, it was still satisfactory.

It was almost time. He raised his head and glanced at the full moon in the sky.

Even when the expansion core was suffering severe pain, he could still focus on paying attention to the time.

He casually supported the "Tuanzi" beside him, stood up silently, pondered for a while, then gently picked it up and put it back into the tent.

When he lowered the curtain, a shield guard wearing heavy armor appeared in front of him as if he were stepping on a spot.

"Kevin..."

Kevin shook his head, glanced at the barrier, and then nodded.

The shield guard understood and lowered his voice.

"The captain asked me to inform you that we are ready to take action."

"Ah."

The two left quietly.

......

Step, step, step.

Under the weak moonlight, several dark teams were moving on the snow.

Although their thick armor and body shape of more than two meters high made them look like "behemoths", the strict military discipline and the characteristics of the snow still concealed the movement of their actions.

Suddenly, as if they had received some order, all the teams stopped instantly. The whole process was fast and neat, without any unnecessary incidents.

Raw.

Forbidden!Anyone who sees this team will probably be left with such emotion.

The shield guards were dormant, watching somewhere under the cover of night.

Not far away, there is a mine as dark as ink. Opposite it is a tent surrounded by bonfires. The tents surround the mine in the middle, like a huge mouth that preys on people who want to enter. All the bones and blood of everyone were devoured.

"Together..."

Wendigo, who was fully dressed in military uniform, raised the halberd in his hand, and the ferocious shield made deep marks on the snow. He focused his attention on the white-haired man beside him.

"Right on my mind."

Kevin nodded.

Under the flag order, these teams split up, and groups of shield guards silently moved toward various strategic targets in the mine.

Viewed from a height, it looks like a big black net slowly surrounding the entire mine.

......

At one of the sentry posts in the Venulevsky Mine.

"Hey, want a drink?"

An Ursus soldier took out a bottle of wine from his thick cotton-padded jacket, took a sip and handed it to his companion.

"Well, give me some, otherwise this damn weather will freeze you to death."

The companion took it over and took a few big gulps. The hot wine flowed down the mouth and into the throat. In this ice and snow, only wine could bring them a little warmth.

Although the superiors had issued a damning rule before, saying that alcohol was to be banned, it almost led to a mutiny.

After all the fuss, the prohibition on alcohol ceased to exist in name only.

After all, few people take it seriously. The disciplinary officers and superiors in the army are unwilling to care about it because they themselves also like to drink.

As long as they don't really drink themselves into a stupor, no one wants to cause trouble.

"Is the wine good?"

The companion said in surprise.

"Ha, of course, save some money for me, this is a good product from Holy Castle."

He quickly took back his bottle, stuffed it back into his cotton-padded jacket, and said angrily.

"Give me more...ugh!"

His companion's voice stopped suddenly, and he raised his head in confusion.

Dark shadows flashed by.

Bang!

Two bodies fell to the ground, soundlessly, and the gate to the outermost guard post of the mine was opened.

A group of shield guards in black armor filed in. The long-term comfort made these insects relax their vigilance. No matter how hard they racked their brains, they could not imagine that the guerrillas who were operating further north in the snowfield more than ten days ago would make a long-distance attack. here and attack them.

Enemy attack!If they were still conscious, they would probably shout like this, but unfortunately, they will never have the chance.

Because the massacre has begun!

Chapter 9 Suffering and war, blood and fire

clang!clang!clang!

In the dark mine, a group of people with haggard faces, thin bodies, and black crystals growing on their bodies were wielding mining picks.

In this group of people, in addition to young and middle-aged men, there are also a large number of old people, women, and children. Their ages may be different, but here, they have a common identity.

That is, the infected!

In fact, no matter whether they were infected before being caught by the pickets, after arriving at the mine, even those who were not infected would become infected after staying for a period of time.

They do this every time the mine is short of manpower.

innocent?Whether others are innocent is not as important as the meat in their mouths?

This is the fate that the infected deserve, and their paranoid views have always been this way and have never wavered.

But today, the atmosphere in the mine is slightly different.

Under the illumination of a few dim candlelights, the numb eyes of the infected people in the past were no longer replaced by traces of hope and worry.

They gathered together and no one came to drive them away.

There are no supervisors in the mines. The vampires calculate the amount based on the total amount of ore submitted by each mine. If the number is not enough, the entire mine will be without food, so the supervisors are not afraid of them not working at all.

As for resistance?Don't be ridiculous, how can a bunch of mud-legged people who don't even have enough to eat have the strength to resist the army armed with Ursus standard weapons?

So the supervisors are not happy to stay in the smelly mines.

"Is what you said true?"

The old man's voice was trembling, and he once again confirmed to the man who was also crouching next to him that he, no, they could no longer bear it.

"The guerrillas will come to rescue us?"

"...To be precise, it is to liberate this mine. After that, we will distribute enough food to you. What happens next depends on you."

The man is obviously larger than the others, perhaps because he spends less time here.

In response to the old man's question, the man was silent for a while, and then corrected his statement. No one can save easily, and the guerrillas are also limited in what they can do.

"That's good...that's good..."

For them who have fallen into the abyss, it is no longer a luxury.

Ask for more.

"It's almost time, go inform the people in the other mines."

There is a luminous watch wrapped around the man's wrist. He has the skill of concealment. Although it may be difficult to cover the whole body, some small items can still be brought in.

"Remember, as soon as the signal comes on, take action immediately. The strong and healthy go first, and the old, weak, women and children come last. Do you understand?"

"Ah."

No one knows the passages secretly penetrated underground better than this group of sufferers. As news is passed through the various interconnected mines, the strong emotions seem to turn these mines into powder keg. All they need is a spark. You can bury everyone above this!

But the Ursus military policemen who were sleeping on this powder keg were not aware of it at all.

-

As an Originium firework exploded in the sky, the bright red fireworks seemed to indicate the main theme of the night, blood!

Almost at the same time, the infected people in the mine, the shield guards who had been dormant for a long time, and the warlocks in the guerrillas all rioted, turning the entire mine upside down in an instant.

"Join the army!"

Under the cover of the warlocks, the shield guards easily crushed the defense lines of the military and police. The internal riots made them even more distressed. Many Ursus military police were crushed by the heavy formation of the shield guards in their sleep.

Miners in ragged clothes also waved mining picks and rushed out from the underground. In their eyes was the madness and anger that completely rebounded after being oppressed for a long time. The target of the mining picks in their hands was no longer the hard ore in the mine, but the picket. The fragile heads of the troops and military police.

flame!Red flames and blood ignited the sky in the mine, and shouts and wails reverberated. In this "battlefield", no one could stay away!

"Damn it! Where are those garrison troops?! Let them come over and defend themselves. What do their scouts do for food! There is no news about the guerrillas even reaching this place!?"

The top officer in the mine was disheveled and looked ugly, while roaring at his assistant.

"Sir! The Fourth Army said that they were attacked by the enemy's main force and that they would not be able to catch up in a short time!"

The assistant's face was uglier than crying.

"what?!"

-

Temporary garrison of Venulevsky Mine, [-]th Garrison Regiment.

At this moment, this place was not spared, and the war swept every corner.

clang!boom!

The sharp spears of the Ursus commandos pierced the shields of the shield guards, making a harsh metal collision sound!

Warlocks project firepower remotely via drone guidance.

The only two large Ursus flying "toilets" were also pushed out. The four-rotor blades were swaying with airflow, and they were pouring firepower madly at the advancing shield guards in the sky.

Even though they encountered an enemy unexpectedly, the Fourth Garrison Corps still showed the Ursus Legion's good war qualities.

If it were an ordinary enemy, even a sneak attack like this would probably be crushed by their torrent of counterattack.

But what they faced was the guerrillas!It is still a guerrilla force that has not suffered much losses from the Patriots just after they left the regular army!

The shield guards withstood the bombardment of spells and drones, and marched forward step by step calmly and firmly. In silence, the terrifying pressure was overwhelming and pressing on the Fourth Garrison Legion. Only those who faced them head-on could gain the deepest understanding. understand this feeling.

"Strange...monster!"

A warlock gritted his teeth and squeezed his skills crazily, casting spells one after another in perfect arcs and falling into the shield guard formation.

hum!hum!hum!

When the shield guards advanced to a certain distance, hundreds of dazzling lights lit up in the military formation!

This is the light of magic!The Ursus commando members who rushed at the front were horrified to realize that there were war warlocks hidden in those damn guerrilla shield formations!

The hair is on your back!But they had no way to escape, hundreds of blazing spells completely submerged them.

"March!!!"

The tall pure-blooded Wendigo let out a war cry, stabbed the halberd in his hand, and pierced the three elite forwards of the empire like candied haws, and then suddenly threw them into the sky, stopping them with a sweep.