"Dr. Kelsey, don't go any further."
Kelsey turned a deaf ear and continued to move forward. In front of the man, she was as thin as a bouquet of flowers swaying in the wind and rain, but like an irresistible turbulence, forcing the man to retreat step by step until there was no way to retreat.
No one dared to look her in the eyes, and no one dared to take action. She alone overwhelmed the integration movement blocking the broken road.
"Doctor Kelsey."
The man made a sound of great pain. He could neither swing his weapon nor step aside.
Kelsey took a few steps forward and stopped because an extremely tall and majestic monster was approaching from the opposite side. The scarlet light in the monster's eyes stared at her.
Unconsciously, the surrounding temperature dropped to freezing point, and the people stepping in the rain shivered with cold, but no one retreated. On this silent battlefield, they had the most determined will.
Kelsey looked at the slowly approaching monster: "Bozhuo Kasti, I'm surprised to see you here."
"Hello, doctor."
The mountain-like monster stood still and reached out to push the adopted daughter beside him: "Frost Star, my adopted daughter."
Kelsey glanced at the reluctant White Rabbit and said calmly: "Finally you are not alone anymore."
These words were obviously addressed to Bodrokasti, the patriot of the Integral Movement.
"Doctor, I am marching in a hurry. I don't want to be your enemy here."
"You should get out of the way and not stand in front of me."
The Patriot took half a step forward and said seriously: "Doctors and guerrillas are on the side of the Rhode Island support team and can launch an attack at any time. You cannot defend it."
Kelsey's eyes were filled with coldness: "Are you threatening me?!"
"Don't dare."
A hoarse voice came from the patriot's throat: "My lord, I have only one request. Please don't interfere. I can't stop you, but the guerrillas can defeat Rhode Island."
Kelsey heard clearly that these words were no different from threats. The Patriots' real purpose was to hold them back. If Rhodes Island wanted to enter Saint-Aral, it must attack the defense line of the integration movement.
The patriot said again: "Sir, the integration movement is not here, here, it is all Rust Belt people."
Kelsey's face softened slightly: "Are you saying that these are not people from the integration movement, but new Rust Belt people?"
There is no Sakaz magician army, no Mephistopheles and Faust troops, and no guerrillas and snow monster squads. What stands in front of them is a miscellaneous army, which can be said to be barely cobbled together like a company integration movement. Even half of the team's combat effectiveness was missing. With Rhode Island's organization, they were able to break through the defense line in a short time.
But why do patriots tell themselves this?
Kelsey didn't think it was out of good intentions, there must be another purpose behind it.
"You said three hours, what will happen in three hours?" Latest
The patriot shook his head and said he didn't know.
He took his adopted daughter back a little distance, unwilling to join this chaotic battle.
At this point, Kelsey has no chance to take action. No matter how powerful Rhode Island is, it is impossible to resist the integration movement on the front and the guerrillas on the side at the same time. Otherwise, there will only be a sad defeat and threat waiting for them. The largest guerrilla group is a real army, and Rhode Island is not yet.
"Amiya, the choice of whether to attack or not is in your hands, make your own judgment."
Kelsey retreated to the back of the Rhode Island support team. She knew exactly what kind of people the Patriots were, and she didn't have to worry about the other party going back on their word.
Amiya looked at the man on the opposite slope, unable to make up her mind to attack. She thought about it several times, gritted her teeth and said: "Huang, undead, attack him and defeat him!"
The elite operators moved with a roar, their chainsaws roaring, and they rushed towards the man.
when!
There was a loud noise, and the chain saw was blocked by the big shield. Then the man followed up with a hammer and hit the side of the chain saw, interrupting Huang's attack.
Huang, who was well aware of the opponent's characteristics, did not dare to fight and hurriedly retreated. However, it was too late. He saw the man looking up to the sky and roaring, his body emitting a sound wave, and the water around him exploded several meters high. Huang couldn't help but feel dizzy. His eyes were dazzled, and his retreating movements were as slow as if he was stuck in a mire.
Rhode Island's elite operators have never been accustomed to fighting alone. The undead standing in the distance quickly disappeared into the darkness, passing over the ground like a phantom, with the rifle in his hand aimed at the target.
The man raised his war hammer, and suddenly a gunshot was heard in the distance, knocking his war hammer to one side. Understanding the elusive shooting skills of his former companion, he couldn't help but feel a shudder in his heart, and immediately raised his shield to block his side. Sure enough, , the second bullet followed and hit the shield. The extremely considerable impact made the man take a big step back.
At this time, Huang was out of the range affected by the deceleration, but her body was too heavy and it was difficult to recover for a while. Her body was seriously injured and could not bear too much damage. The newly grown tender flesh on her back was torn apart by the impact. Flesh, red blood soaked into the clothes.
"Sister Huang, let me come!"
A loud shout came from behind, and Matimaru, who was dressed in plain white, rushed over with a naginata, and slashed her head with the sword. She was held up by the man's war hammer. Her strength was so great that the sword shocked the enemy's arm. Damn, I lost the idea of attacking for a while.
After Matomaru drew his sword, he only attacked but did not defend. Relying on his strong recovery ability as a ghost, he stood in front and refused to retreat.
"It turns out that this is what it feels like to fight against your own people. Each one is more difficult than the last."
That man suddenly felt a certain resonance with his past enemies. On the one hand, his mission was only to block Rhode Island. On the other hand, he could not attack his former own people with all his strength. He could only try his best to delay and delay, but this was Hou Gui will be more serious. Once he is unable to gain an advantage, the Rust Belt people behind him who have just joined the integration movement will join the battle.
Behind them is their home, and they will fight tooth and nail to get more people on board. The sorrow, pain, blood and tears of the Rust Belt people will completely erupt in a full-scale melee.
"I can't let this happen. As long as I delay it for three hours, everything will be settled in three hours."
The man's eyes were firm, and he would never waver on what he was sure about.
From a distance, Amiya saw everything in her eyes. She was gifted with emotional outbursts, and the world in front of her was just gray. Only the emotions that could be expressed would have color.
"His emotions are very complex, including pain, sadness, and pain. They are all negative. What is it that supports him, giving up his ideas, and joining the enemy?"
The man wielding the war hammer had tears of blood flowing from the corners of his eyes.
