"Extra, extra, 'Pluto' seems to have declared war on the Brotherhood!"
Early the next morning, a blockbuster news appeared in the eyes of the people of Oasis. The report summarized the recent destruction of the Skeleton Gang and the cleaning of the "garbage treatment plant". Combined with the fact that someone smashed the Golden Stone Casino yesterday, Credibility has been significantly improved.
"Hey, hey, what's going on with you guys?"
Rosalie also saw the report while enjoying breakfast. She obviously just kidnapped the members of the Brotherhood in the same way, but how come the blame for the previous crimes was all placed on them.
None of the above-mentioned incidents was done by her!
She glanced at the Brotherhood members who had been tied to poles in the camp since nightfall, which was a mercy compared to how they treated their abductees.
The fraternity members were unable to respond, their mouths gagged from the night before.
The remaining 11 people were considered tough. Even after the leader was killed, they did not beg for mercy. After reporting the situation here to their superiors, they were ready to die generously.
However, taking the blame is nothing new for the rebels. They have been dealing with the coalition government for so long, and they can even blame the rebels for global warming.
The night was surprisingly peaceful.
After the wealthy Brotherhood learned of what happened to several people, they neither transferred money nor sent a rescue team, completely treating these outstanding employees as abandoned children.
Or maybe according to the brotherhood's approach, they know very well that transferring money is just a bottomless pit. They will only drain all the wealth from the kidnapped family, and there is never a rule for releasing people.
Seeing the members of the brotherhood hesitating and speechless, Rosalie pursed her lips in boredom, "It seems that my level of blackmail is not good enough. I kidnapped 11 people and didn't even extort a penny." .”
If he had known this, he should have asked Song Lan for advice before leaving.
After all, strictly speaking, blackmailing the Brotherhood is an act of robbing the rich and giving to the poor.
Hearing this, his hesitating voice became much louder, and he could hear the curse through the rag.
"Maybe I should chop off your fingers, make a video, and send it to your superiors?"
Rosalie walked closer to them, muttering to herself.
She has heard that this is just one of the methods used by the Brotherhood to get money. It is simple and crude, but extremely easy to use. Once the relatives of the kidnapped person hear the heart-rending screams in the video, they would rather take on a huge loan. The money will be transferred so that the kidnapped person will no longer suffer.
"But it seems useless on you because you have no relatives."
…
The boss is extremely aggressive today.
After hearing Rosalie's soliloquy, the resistance cadres who came to report felt a thump in their hearts - could she have learned bad things from those people yesterday?
But routine reporting will continue, in order to prepare for a full-scale war.
"Boss, as you expected, most of the Brotherhood's troops have left the oasis and gone to the desert area."
This is the latest information obtained by their spies in Root City.
Elite troops and mechanized troops built at a high price all headed straight for the Death Crab's habitat. The Brotherhood seemed to place the outcome of this war on that powerful artifact.
To this end, they even temporarily ignored the rebels who kidnapped them under their noses.
"Do you need to send someone for support?"
This is also the first time that the cadres have heard that the Death Crab Clan still stores an artifact. Considering how seriously the brotherhood takes this matter, they feel a little unsure.
After all, there were only two people who went to support the Death Crab Clan, and they faced a private army that was more powerful than the Brotherhood and the government army.
"No, our duty is to assist Captain Doug in his operations. His men should have arrived in Lira this morning... Where are the other rebel forces? What did they say?"
This is what Rosalie is most concerned about.
If the Brotherhood spends a lot of money to buy off resistance leaders such as Eschenweg and Artyom, then their next actions will be difficult.
"They did not express their position and remained stationary as usual. However, the newly formed unit called Cuenca responded to us from a distance and captured a city in the oasis overnight."
"Cuenca?"
Rosalie had heard of such a troop.
A force reorganized from the coalition government's expeditionary force, it is equipped with the equipment of the coalition government's standard marine troops. It is also the only army that can popularize exoskeleton armor to every soldier. On the frontal battlefield, this is definitely a force that cannot be underestimated. The power of contemplation.
One of the reasons why the rebels are unwilling to confront the Brotherhood unless forced to do so is because of the Brotherhood's mechanized troops.
War is different from a one-on-one duel. Once a war really breaks out, those mechanized troops will cause a lot of losses to them.
Cadres may be able to protect themselves from artillery fire, but there are also many ordinary people in their army recruited from various places in the "outside world". They have only undergone simple combat training, and it is difficult for their flesh and blood to overcome the heights of technology and machinery. wall.
"This is good news. I heard that Silver Moon Port is very close to the Lunar Eclipse Sect and is also connected to the Barossa Group."
Not long ago, there seemed to be a war in the unknown sea. Even the other side of the ocean could feel the earth shaking. Many fishermen in coastal cities discovered a large number of giant mutant creatures floating to the port. For a time, News of the existence of sea monsters caused panic in port cities.
"The Brotherhood kidnapped people from the Barossa Group, and they have formed a feud."
The cadre said, "They have developed a new drug, which is said to be able to significantly change the structure of the human body. We must not take it lightly. The Brotherhood is different from the opponents we have encountered before. They -"
The sound of wind coming through the air interrupted the cadre.
He instinctively dodged the attack from behind, and the scorching air almost brushed against his scalp.
After being tied to the pillar all night, the dying Brotherhood members suddenly broke free from their restraints like a flashback. They somehow regained control of the prosthetic body, and this method was in a remarkable way. reflected in them.
Their skin reflects the metallic light under the sunlight, and red light flashes from time to time in their blank pupils.
Where the thermal cutting blade is implanted, flesh, flesh and machinery merge into one.
The sneak attack failed, and the cadres clearly saw a gap in the attacker's chest, displaying a weapon similar to a minigun.
When all the Brotherhood members were tied up last night, they had carefully inspected their prosthetics. He was very sure that these weapons did not exist last night. These people only had subcutaneous armor transplanted.
Can a new prosthetic body grow out of thin air in this person's body?
He was responded to with intense fire.
The ammunition left dense holes in the sand.
The red light in the pupils of the Brotherhood members became brighter and brighter. After a while, the red light turned into a scorching ray, splitting the temporary bunker found by the cadre and the house behind him into two.
To make matters worse, the rest of the Brotherhood broke free as well.
"Hey, look, do they look like the Terminator robots that appeared in the movie?"
Another excited voice came from behind the half-cover.
Rosalie exposed her head and looked at the flame trail remaining at the cut, her eyes brightening.
"Boss, is now the time to say this? If we don't stop them, the house in the station will suffer. It was all built by the brothers with hard work. Yes, there is also your chess and card room in it!"
"I think you haven't understood the current situation at all. I originally thought that these 11 people were going to fall into our hands. I was just worried about how to deal with them."
After all, they are different from the Brotherhood. Most of the members of this army are poker players with a peaceful mind. No one is interested in projects such as murder and torture.
Don't let these people go back, they will eat and drink in the camp; let them go back, she said all the cruel things yesterday, and letting them go suddenly would seem like she is afraid of the brotherhood, which will make her lose face.
But just now, these rice bugs proved their worth with practical actions.
"This is the effect of the drug. They obviously didn't want you to continue talking, so they suddenly attacked you. Take a closer look at them. Did you notice it?"
"What did you find?"
Looking at the affected houses, the cadres were so anxious that they broke out in sweat.
However, the physical body of psychics is their greatest weakness. Acting hastily before knowing the details of the enemy will greatly increase the probability of sudden death.
Rosalie had warned them more than once not to rush forward in a hurry when encountering trouble, but to first find a bunker to hide and check the situation.
"They stopped swearing."
Before breaking free from the restraints, their mouths stuffed with rags could not stop them from spitting out the fragrance. But now that they had gained a certain advantage in the scene, they each turned into emotionless killers, without even saying a word. Like a machine, it faithfully executed the annihilation instructions.
"You are still thinking about this now!"
"Idiot! This shows that they know that those drugs have irreversible side effects, so they will not use them unless absolutely necessary!"
None of these eleven people took drugs yesterday after the leader was eliminated.
Until just now she mentioned the news that the Brotherhood had given up on them and sent all their main troops to the Death Crab Clan.
"So I said they are rice bugs who have been staying here shamelessly to get our information."
After the last straw was gone, they activated the irreversible potion as if they were dead, and suddenly burst out, trying to drag down a few rebel cadres before they died.
Keeping a few rice bugs was a burden to them, but now the situation was reversed, and the wealthy brothers transferred these humanoid weapons to them.
How did you say that?
Inexplicably, Rosalie remembered what she had seen before when she lurked into the Golden Stone Casino.
Lively casino girls wearing cat ears pose cutely in front of the camera, attracting big bosses from all over the world to spend money in online casinos.
"Oh, I remembered it."
Rosalie stood up, left the bunker, and faced these cold killing machines, "Thank you boss for feeding me."
She snapped her fingers.
Naturally, she responded with several more dazzling red lights.
However, this time, the scorching ray dimmed, and was replaced by a fly that looked at death and pounced on her.
A native creature unique to Rila.
The large number of corpses in the "pig pen" provides them with soil to grow. After mutation, the adult flies are as big as a thumb.
"Snapped--!"
Rosalie narrowed her eyes and threw the fly's flattened body to the ground in disgust.
At the same time, the light in the pupils of all the brotherhood members disappeared. They were circling in the sand like headless flies, and they were even frightened by each other.
The remaining 10 aggressive flies hovered blankly above the heads of the fraternity members.
"Drugs have side effects, so you need to be careful when taking them, but if the body belongs to someone else, that's a different matter."
She winked at the cadre and said, "Well, you go and save these people first, and then move them out for use in the decisive battle with the Brotherhood. Don't throw them away after they are used up."
“Buzz buzz, buzz buzz—”
The thumb-sized flies kept making noise. After realizing the difference in size between each other and witnessing the fate of their companions, they did not rush towards Rosalie again.
"As for you."
Rosalie looked up at the flies hanging above her head, "I have read a research report before, which said that the flies in the oasis are very tenacious. Their lifespan is as long as two years. Now you are free." Now, enjoy the rest of your lives."
A gust of wind blew.
Several of the flies that had not yet adapted to flying were rolled onto the sand.
The rolled up dust covered their bodies, and the sand quickly returned to its original appearance.
This is one of the reasons why the Brotherhood loves the desert.
Abandon the corpses in the desert, and after just one night, no one will be able to find any trace of them again.
The cadre nodded and carried out Rosalie's instructions.
He knew that the souls attached to the Brotherhood's bodies at this moment were no longer themselves, but flies everywhere in Lira. They just wanted to stay away from the crowd as soon as possible and escape to a safe place.
Although their leader is addicted to chess and card games and laughs and laughs every day, it's hard to avoid sending chills down your spine every time you witness her abilities.
"Arrange a place for them to live further away and provide them with some food."
Rosalie approached one of the panicked fraternity members and gently stroked his head a few times with her hands. The restless fraternity member really settled down.
"Don't be afraid, you stay in this body for a few days, and then I will find a new container for you."
Her voice was soft.
The members of the fraternity seemed to understand her words, nodded, and followed the steps of the cadre.
I felt a little unwell today and slept a little longer in the afternoon.
Small theater its two hundred and sixty-nine:
Friday, a certain day of a certain year, a certain month, afternoon
The week-long investigation was over, and Lili Guan, an external expert from Kolo Pictures, got enough information.
However, when she was sorting out the information on the last day, she discovered that the information had almost nothing to do with the daily work of coalition government officials. The largest proportion of it was the "Slowbird Research Manual", which contained detailed records of Slowbird. habits of this species.
Slowbirds are truly fascinating creatures.
Guan Lili came to a conclusion.
Recruiting Slowbird is equivalent to having a special chef, family consultant, nanny, and pistachio in your life at the same time, and it can also make your life full of fun.
The biggest problem now is that according to the illustrated book, only one Slowpoke has been found in the world, and it is a very rare Pokémon.
"Are these investigations of yours okay?"
Lu Xiang couldn't help but feel worried about Guan Lili's investigation report. If she remembered correctly, Kolo Pictures entrusted her here because they wanted to restore the real working environment of public officials in the coalition government.
"It works."
Guan Lili nodded heavily, "I suddenly found that their original script was not interesting. I plan to suggest that they change their direction and try a love-themed creation."
"Love theme?"
"I've already thought of a name. It's called "Slowbird's Love Development Manual"."
