Tomorrow's Ark, the journey of hardcore and ruthless people

Fiameta was Liberi, who could neither feel Andorn's emotions, nor did she know how Remuian was feeling at the moment.She could only stare at Andorn fiercely: "You better live up to this trust... No, you have already lived up to it!"

Andorn strode over and picked up the 7.62X41MM AR15 automatic rifle.He brought it from Rutland, and he did not miss consulting these three guys when buying it.

His expression contorted a little, but he immediately regained his composure: he had a reason for what he had to do.And this environment is not the time to explain.

The battle begins.

The enemy's tactical level is in line with the Sarkaz free mercenaries that the team has dealt with in the past: organized and undisciplined.Although their actual combat experience is not bad, but after all, they lack training, arming and cooperation.Their attack had no cover, and there was hardly any intention of flanking. It was almost a clumsy act of whoever rushed up first.

These more than 40 mercenaries seemed caught off guard in the face of the sudden defensive firepower. It didn't seem like they were ready to meet the enemy. Could it be that they were just shooting indiscriminately before?

The Sarkaz mercenaries stopped when Fiameta regretted it and suspected that he had made a mistake in his judgment.

Then rushed over even more quickly.

"what's going on?"

When Fiameta fired and knocked down a mercenary in front of him, he shouted in the communication channel, "When will the Sarkaz mercenaries be so determined?"

The anti-casualty ability of small-scale combat units is too poor, and they will lose their combat effectiveness with a slight loss.However, in Kazdel, a society where the law of the jungle is practiced, independent mercenaries are prone to encounter various bad things from annexation to annihilation of the entire army, even if they appear to be a little weak.Therefore, the survival philosophy of the mercenary squads has always been to keep a hand in everything and never bite the bone. If there is an advantage, take advantage of the danger and run away.Charge against the dense firepower without thinking about your own body?nonexistent!

However, this matter is now happening in front of these Lateran people, giving these veterans a sense of fantasy as if they had passed away.

Mostima, who was retreating with Lemuen on his back, suddenly shouted in the communication channel: "They are not here to chase us!"

Fiametta, who was changing the magazine, asked loudly: "What?"

"They are running for their lives!"

Before he finished speaking, another figure appeared on the top of the hillside where the mercenaries came.These figures nimbly crawled to the ground and fired fiercely at the running mercenaries.First there were several automatic rifles, then the roar of general-purpose machine guns and 60MM mortars.The bullet stream shuttled among the running mercenaries, and the explosive point swept out fatal shock waves and shrapnel at the mercenaries.The mercenaries who were still running wildly were forced to lie down - this was not the painless firepower of two automatic rifles.

At the same time, two teams of more than 30 gunmen were coming from the left and right sides of the hillside, and rushed to the three o'clock and nine o'clock directions of the Sarkaz mercenaries in the blink of an eye.Their movements were as agile as flying, regardless of the messy shooting firepower of the mercenaries, they stubbornly pushed forward with all their strength.

"Lucky in misfortune." Fiameta muttered to himself, turning around at the same time, "Okay, Andorn handed over the gun, we should retreat quickly... oh shit."

More than a dozen guns were deployed behind them, and the Space Marines in heavy power armor crouched behind the surrounding bunkers to take aim.There is only one person standing in front of them.

Holding a pistol with the same exaggerated size and caliber in his left hand, and a huge long sword in his right hand, his whole body is wrapped in a one-piece combat uniform with an iron-gray armor set.This guy's voice was amplified by a loudspeaker through the helmet, and it could only be heard from the voice that it was a woman.The light power armor package made her more than two meters tall, and her body was completely hidden under the power armor helmet.

"Well, there are two kinds of people in this world. One kind has a gun full of bullets, and the other kind has to obey first."

Tallulah subconsciously spat out lines from an old movie on Commander's hard drive. She complained about herself in her mind, and then continued: "We are Atlas personnel. Everyone, as unidentified armed personnel, you are not authorized to do so without permission." Application, notification and permission to enter the Atlas Security Management Area in the Republic of Kazdaele without authorization. Please identify yourself immediately, stop using force, and accept our arrangements. Otherwise, we will make decisions based on the other party's behavior and attitude. Deal with it, there is no limit!”

Looking at the gloomy Lateran agents, Tallulah smiled (although others must not see the expression under the helmet of "Thor's Hammer"): "By the way, out of humanitarian principles and your previous With some cooperation, we can provide medical assistance."

The expressions of the four Lateran Garrison soldiers in the team changed.

**

The slightly tired company commander of the Kazdel Defense Force saluted Comand: "Report to the commander, 17 bandits were killed and 43 enemies were captured!"

Comand returned the salute with a smile on his face: "Beautiful fight!"

"It's really not pretty..." The young Sarkaz soldier smiled wryly, "Suppressing the bandits is a thing. The results are small and the losses are not small; it takes a long time and there are many difficulties. I didn't feel like fighting with Wang Tingjun. I've been so aggrieved. I'd better follow your side and have fun."

"You can't do anything if you just want to have fun. If this bunch of, er, 'free mercenaries' are not cleaned up, can the roads of Kazdel be smooth? Can the masses travel with peace of mind? Can the country be built? "Commander shook his head violently, "It's human nature to want to go to a better place. But how can there be so many good places where everyone goes? The big deal is that you sign up when you recruit people in the future. If you work hard, you might pass the selection Yes. If you can’t pass, then there’s nothing you can do, let’s fix your own problems first.”

"It's also...... Oh, yes, Chief, those Sakotas......"

Comand suddenly became serious: "We have to take care of this matter."

"Understood. I will leave that person to you."

The brief exchange ended, and the Kazdel soldiers escorted the captives away.Commande turned around, looked at Lemuian who was being stripped of black stockings by the military doctor on the stretcher in the distance, and muttered softly: "It's a pity for that pink-haired one, his leg was broken at a young age..."

Tallulah gently kicked Comand's calf.Although Comand feels that her leg bones are about to break, considering that she is now wearing power armor, and Comand does not even have an exoskeleton, only a set of camouflage training uniforms and simplified equipment, this "gentleness" can be without quotation marks.

Comand grinned at Tallulah, and then his expression became serious: "Seriously, don't you think there is something wrong with this Rutland team?"

"That's right. I remember saying that Satarko, who kills his own race, will have a black halo and wings of light. But why does it seem that Riberi and the fallen angel are guarding that male Sakota together?"

"The hero sees the same thing." Comand replied, "Besides, the demeanor and actions of that Sakota who was injured to deal with it are more aimed at that male Sakota...Talulah, you What do you think?"

"There must be something strange about this matter."

"Tsk, Comrade Tallulah Yatrias, it seems that you have been watching TV a lot."

"Can't you see it?"

Command touched the back of his head and smiled awkwardly at Tallulah: "How can I be so lenient. Okay, you go ahead."

"it is good."

Tallulah climbed back into the Rhino armored vehicle.An information window has popped up on Commander's retina display:

"Analyzing......

"The Human Federation Extraterrestrial Corps Advanced Military Decision Aid System, Subsystem 'Lunesia' Report:

"Special circumstances occur.

“Involving ‘high-dimensional intelligence’;

"'Plot characters' appear..."

Commander muttered to himself: "Ah, here comes another happy event."

PS:

Sneaking in for an update...

Chapter 3 On the road ahead

The girl with the long pink hair was lying flat in the engine room of the Valkyrie gunship painted with the red cross logo on a white background, being handled with great care by the Space Marine Apothecary.The plane quickly rose from the ground and flew away under the gaze of the three Lateran agents.

The Rutland agents were then scattered under the stares of the Space Marines and placed in several of the Rhino armored transports in the convoy.

An Duoen with a slumped and expressionless face got into the car, sat on the left, one on the right, and on the opposite side, and quickly caught up with the cans of the girls' body width. Although he looked calm, all kinds of The micro-expressions and small movements show that he is not calm.

Comand, who was sitting diagonally opposite, handed him a cigarette. Andorn looked at him and didn't say anything, but he still took it, took the lighter that Comand gave and lit it.

"It's a good thing that I can still smoke. Although what I carry in my pocket is mainly for others and not for myself." Command showed a kind but thoughtful look from his expression to his words, "How do you feel?"

Andorn replied coldly: "All I can say is the name, position, and serial number of the garrison personnel."

Commander smiled: "Stop, stop, I said stop. Do you think we are your enemies?"

"...No." Andorn hesitated, "But they are not friends either."

"Yes, there are no eternal comrades or enemies, only eternal responsibilities."

Ripples appeared in Andorn's eyes.

"Actually, you can rest assured that although Atlas has a very close relationship with Kazdel recently, we are not Sarkaz who are surrounded and beaten by the whole world, are poor, tyrannical, and have a bit of delusional persecution. We are I am eager to get closer to Rutland, so I won’t make things difficult for you.”

Although as a scout, Command's military skills are better than politics, and his political skills are better than interrogation and communication, so he is actually not very competent.But he, a time traveler, knows the settings!

Commander paused, continued to act, and incidentally poked at Andorn's sensitive position: "To be honest, I envy you all. Rutland is a happy place, and the smiles of the Rutland people are precious to the whole land. Very... cruel. You have endless desserts, how did that come from? Where did you get so much sugar? You also have endless firearms, so even if you want to spread gods in all directions? Many People will live better than they are now. Since Rutland is strong and rich, why can't the land outside Rutland be saved?"

Andorn suddenly raised his head, remained silent for a while, and then lowered his head: "How do I know... I'm also wondering."

At the same time, Comand was flipping through the information on the electronic eye mask: Andorn was born in Chaoshi Town, Iberia, and was raised by the local bishop.In order to save the declining Tidestone Town, he went to Rutland, but was rejected. When he returned to Tidestone Town, he found that Tidestone Town no longer existed.

Well, it seems that this setting has not been swallowed by this world line.

The young man hesitated and tried to answer, but found that Comand had already leaned on the back of the seat of the armored vehicle, staring at the ceiling without saying a word.He looked at Comand's serious expression and his eyes looking into the infinite distance, and suspected that the other party was considering major matters involving the land of the international community, so he stopped talking.

At the same time, Comand was busy dealing with the screen spam in the special advisory group group of the 113th Division's internal forum...

Rows of identical text were brushed across his electronic eye mask display:

"Group leader Gou has found a girl again, come out and dress up as a girl for group friend Kangkang!"

"Group leader Gou has found a girl again, come out and dress up as a girl for group friend Kangkang!"

"Group leader Gou has found a girl again, come out and dress up as a girl for group friend Kangkang!"

Comand gritted his teeth and replied:

"Let Bai Ye dress up as a woman. We are an old field fighter with a face that is blacker than coal and rougher than sandpaper. His powered armor is covered all day, so it's a white face. As expected of the cute girl who can make appointments every time when women's clothes go to comic exhibitions. boy!"

Bai Ye: "It's almost done, the dignified Astartes wear women's clothes?"

"Besides, that was before, but now I have beautiful features and a strong back..."

"Isn't it just that I'm a little taller and stronger? Wouldn't that be better?"

"Wouldn't that be better?"

"Wouldn't that be better?"

......

"It's almost over, you can find the character of the Two Stinging Ape mobile game here to do this shit. We are the dignified Astartes."

Kang Mandala: "Pull it down, then shouldn't it be time for you to clean the entire map of the alien?"

"I want to step on the horse! Who said that the current "Tomahawk 4 Years" is not a genuine GW version, but an OOC fan?"

"Then what do you mean by genuine?"

Bai Ye: "One day when the universe is in crisis and everyone is going to be destroyed, a spaceship comes over—"

The fourth master of Shaoming: "The handsome men and beautiful women above are in love and recognize their father to save the world. That's called "Star Wars"."

LMBT of Wild Wolverine: "The red, green, yellow, and blue shirt above is talking about cross talk and saving the world. It's called "Star Trek"."

Stupid dog: "The people above are working, and the people on the planet are also working. Everyone is suffering together, tightening their belts and running with the ball to save the world. That's called "The Wandering Earth"."

Bai Ye: "Congratulations to all of you who have learned to answer quickly. So can you let me say it first? The airborne landing pod fell down from the synchronous orbit without slowing down, and the power inside, Brother Jiagui, rushed out with a chainsaw sword to save the world. That's called Tomahawk 4 Years. Now this is not Waaagh enough."

Gary: "Waaagh will only hurt you. You are a space warrior, not a greenskin boss; we are a human alliance army, not an Orc warlord. Unlike me, I only feed 460 electric heaters to the bears on the front line of Ursus Cannonball."

Bai Ye: "Shut up if there is a war!"

Commander: "Honestly, it is OOC. We have only done three things here: holding meetings, fighting, and mobilizing the masses. How can this be called Grimanddark... So no one really expects two harems with 50 words. Count?"

Bai Ye: "Well, then I think it's time to tell the Discipline Inspection Commission."

Command: "Right, so stop talking nonsense. Most of the characters in the plot have interacted and left. Can I really have a harem, or can I have pure love? No way, right?"

After a quick brain wave sensor input, Comand leaned back heavily in his chair.He seemed to be resting with his eyes closed, but he was actually staring at Andorn and his two little friends through the helmet sight glass of several cars that escorted the canned food.

Mostima was sitting in a psionic Rhino armored vehicle with a black stone frame, together with the think tank of the assault company, and confiscated two staffs; Fiameta was watched by three canned brothers. The cockpit of the Rhino armored vehicle sat like a schoolboy.

All this didn't change until the huge Oder River base appeared on the horizon.