Da da da--
Wan Qingqiu had already replaced the magazine, raised the muzzle of the gun and pointed it at Pierce again, and squeezed the trigger, pouring out a large tracer.
Pierce seemed to have predicted this, and without any panic, he took out the tactical dagger from his waist, held the handle of the dagger behind his back and began to swing it quickly.
Ding Dang Dang --
As the sound of gold and iron clashing sounded, Feng Yunhe and Wan Qingqiu saw a scene that stunned them.
The opponent's hand waved out an afterimage, and the shiny blade was like an elf in the night, dancing gracefully in the tracer light. The blade of the dagger caught the warheads of the bullets, causing them to all lose their original trajectory and fly out diagonally.
"Is this Deadpool?!"
Feng Yunhe felt that this scene was very familiar, and it was very similar to the guy who talked so much.
Pierce didn't mean to talk nonsense at all. When the magazine was empty, he suddenly rushed forward, holding the dagger and stabbed it into Feng Yunhe's Tianling cover.
Feng Yunhe quickly raised his left hand to hold the opponent's wrist, letting the dagger hover over the place where his Tianling Gai punched him, not allowing him to move an inch.
Pierce shook his right hand and threw the dagger to the left, then stretched out his left hand to catch the dagger and stabbed the opponent's right waist without any pause.
Feng Yunhe was so shocked that the hairs all over his body stood up. He quickly raised his right hand and held the back of the opponent's left hand, stopping the dagger that had poked into his clothes.
"Aha!"
Pierce shouted loudly, and his waist and abdominal muscles pushed his left shoulder forward with force, but he felt like he was pressed against an iron wall and could not move forward at all. Instead, the foot that was stepping on the floor slipped back due to excessive force.
This guy has so much strength!
At this moment, Pierce still doesn't understand that the other person is an awakened person who has edited genes with CRISPR-CaS9 like him, and the degree of genetic evolution is still higher than his.
A drop of cold sweat slipped from his forehead, and Pierce's heart gradually sank.
He couldn't defeat the opponent in a short period of time, and there was an enemy nearby who was not affected by electromagnetic pulse and was suspected of being in powered armor. It was a dead end!
As a last resort, Pierce had no choice but to communicate: "Who are you and why are you attacking us?"
"Who attacked you? I still want to know who you are!"
However, Feng Yunhe remembered that according to the information provided by Tank, there was no such powerful person in the Zha clan, so the other party could only be someone who came by helicopter before.
And the people on the helicopter were definitely not from the Zha tribe!
Pierce glanced at the powered armor next to him that had already replaced the magazine and was looking at himself, and quickly reported his family background:
"I am a resident of the People's Federation and an A-level employee of Tiandu Golden Shield Security Group. Who are you?"
Hearing this, Feng Yunhe blinked his eyes nonchalantly. As a newbie, he didn't know the importance of these two identities, so he asked instead:
"Are you here to protect the slave owners of the Cha clan?"
"of course not!"
Pierce immediately denied it, and at the same time roughly guessed the other party's identity.
Those coming for the slave owners must be the guys from the Free Army. But when did the Free Army become so generous? They sent out power armor to deal with a tribe of more than 5,000 people.
He just didn't know why, but these two people gave him the feeling that they were like rookies on the battlefield for the first time, and all their movements were too slow.
If it weren't for the good equipment and strong foundation, he would have been killed by him as a chicken!
"Then why did you attack us?!"
Feng Yunhe frowned, wishing he could slap the nosy guy in front of him.
Pierce remembered the purpose of his coming here and replied: "Zha Xiaotian cannot die, at least not yet. We have no intention of being an enemy of the Free Army, but it is related to the company's business, so please understand. I will definitely treat Cha Xiaotian afterwards. Xiaotian leaves it to you to do whatever you want."
With that said, Pierce loosened the dagger in his hand and took the lead in expressing his sincerity.
"That's it."
Feng Yunhe turned to look at Wan Qingqiu aside, raised his chin and motioned for her to ask Gu Man via the radio.
"Hopefully their radios aren't affected by electromagnetic pulses."
Wan Qingqiu shrugged, and then spoke into the microphone inside the full-coverage helmet.
"Hello, did you hear what I just said?"
Her microphone was never turned off from the beginning to the end. If Gu Man's radio was still normal, they should have heard the conversation just now.
Soon, Gu Man's voice came from the helmet: "I heard it, thank you. Our main purpose is to rescue our enslaved compatriots. To prevent unnecessary complications, we should agree to him."
She spoke in a very low voice, accompanied by a rustling sound, and seemed to be moving quietly over the weapons depot.
Wan Qingqiu repeated Gu Man's words through the power armor loudspeaker. Feng Yunhe nodded and slowly let go of Pierce's hands.
"Thanks for understanding."
Pierce nodded towards the two of them, and then shouted towards the window sill.
"The danger is over, go and see if the fat man is dead. If not, hurry up and rescue him!"
"receive."
The man still hiding in the building next door called back.
Feng Yunhe took out the cigarette case from his pocket, handed Pierce a cigarette and said, "Are you here just because of that slave owner?"
As soon as he finished speaking, intensive gunshots came from the direction of the arsenal. It seemed that Gu Man and the others were exchanging fire with the armed forces of the Zha clan.
"Not at all."
Pierce subconsciously tilted his head in the direction of the gunfire, then took the cigarette and held it in his mouth.
"The company has received orders before, and customers want to come here to play. We are responsible for protecting the safety of customers."
Hearing this, Feng Yunhe thought of the truck that almost hit him yesterday. The people who got out of the car left a deep impression on him.
Especially that beast who shot him in the back, he was nothing!
“You know what your customers are doing here?”
"I didn't know it at first, but later I found out."
Pierce took out a lighter from his pocket, lit the cigarette, took a deep breath and exhaled the smoke.
"The customer didn't tell the company what he was going to do here at the beginning. Of course, we also know that there is a high probability that it was not something legal."
"Then you still accept this business?"
Inside the helmet, Wan Qingqiu frowned.
As an old popsicle left over from the era when the law was sound, she was disgusted with this kind of behavior that violated the law despite knowing the law.
Pierce sighed and explained: "This is an unspoken rule in the security industry. We don't care what customers do, we are only responsible for their personal safety.
Moreover, these things all happened outside the People's League settlement. Although the laws of the People's League are valid in the entire 'Pangu', in fact, no one will take care of them after leaving the settlement.
Even the People's League authorities don't care about these matters. We, a mere security group, can only go along with the trend. "
"hehe."
Feng Yunhe smiled. If he were a three-year-old child, he would really believe this sophistry.
It can also be seen from this that the People's League authorities have poor control over residents, and there may be quite a problem within them.
But these are out of his control. He knows very well what kind of cow and horse he is and how big he is. He is just one of the thousands of gravels.
Pierce felt his disdainful emotion, shook his head and stopped trying to persuade the other party. He turned and walked towards the door, saying:
"We will leave by helicopter tonight and won't cause you any trouble."
The plan cannot keep up with the changes. It would be too easy for accidents to happen if we continue to stay here. We have to leave as soon as possible.
"Then I won't give it away."
Feng Yunhe had no intention of leaving the other party behind. He glanced around the room to find the location of the bathroom and walked over.
They used the 'dog hole' provided by the tank to bypass the guards and got in. Their hands were covered with mud, and he had to wash them off because of his mysophobia.
As for the arsenal, he had no intention of supporting them. If he wanted not to be oppressed, he had to stand up and resist to defend his rights. This was something that those who were enslaved had to go through.
If they can't stand up on their own, then next time someone oppresses them, they will just be like lambs waiting for others to save them, instead of saving themselves.
Wan Qingqiu disarmed the nano-powered armor, walked to the bathroom door and leaned against the wall and said: "It seems that Hong Youwen did not lie. Should we go to the 'Freedom City', the settlement established by the Free Army?"
"Go and have a look, otherwise it won't be a problem to stay here."
In the bathroom, Feng Yunhe, who was rubbing his hands, replied.
In fact, he and Wan Qingqiu could have taken over the Cha clan and used the civilized education they had received to lead the people here to rebuild an order called 'human rights'.
But continuing to stay here is like a toad sitting in a well watching the sky, not knowing what is going on in the outside world and whether there will be a crisis.
Once a crisis occurs, they are stuck in their complacency and have no ability to deal with the crisis. They cannot expect the People's Federation to have the leisure to care about their life and death. The final result will be to wait for death.
After washing his hands, Feng Yunhe shook off the water stains and walked out of the bathroom. He looked at Wan Qingqiu, who was leaning against the wall with his arms folded, his eyes twinkling slightly.
At the end of the day, he discovered one thing. This woman was completely unguarded against him, and her attitude was a little too intimate.
Even if they communicated through the drone yesterday, they have only known each other for two days in total. It is very wrong for this situation to happen.
As a man who has never touched a leaf among thousands of flowers, even his ex-girlfriends who have had real in-depth communication with him have never had this attitude towards him.
After thinking for a moment, Feng Yunhe asked tentatively: "Do you want to stay with me forever? Aren't you afraid that I will sell you out?"
"You? Selling me?"
Wan Qingqiu glanced at Feng Yunhe up and down, and a smile appeared in his bright eyes.
"I have been guarding your body for a whole century. I know you better than you know yourself. I even know how many hairs you have."
"Yes, you have guarded me for a century."
Feng Yunhe suddenly realized that they had actually known each other for a long time, but the way they met was a bit extraordinary.
No wonder he subconsciously believed in the other person, because his body was already used to the other person's existence.
"Please give me more advice in the future."
Feng Yunhe stretched out his hand towards Wan Qingqiu.
...
In a three-story single-family villa used as a weapons depot
"You are human beings, not animals. Living freely under the sun is the life you should live, instead of being enslaved by these guys who have the upper hand. You don't owe them!"
Hong Youwen took advantage of the gap between changing magazines and yelled at the slaves who had never used thermal weapons, encouraging them not to be defeated by fear.
"Think about the future. Do you also think that your children and grandchildren will be inferior to others from the moment they are born?"
"You are hardworking. Without these slave owners who are lying on your body to suck your blood, you can live a better life and rebuild civilization on this land!"
"As long as you unite, slave owners will also feel fear, pick up a gun and defend your own dignity and rights!"
"You are not fighting for me, you are fighting for yourself. Point your gun at them and beat them hard!"
Hong Youwen replaced the magazine, poked out the defenses made of sandbags, and poured out a tracer of light towards the enemy hiding in the house in the distance.
The slaves who were trembling with guns and hiding in the warehouse were impressed by his bravery and fearless death. They shouted to embolden themselves, or raised their guns to fight back, or rushed out directly, and then were killed by the opponent. The bullets pouring in were sieved.
The tragic death of his compatriots made Hong Youwen's eyes blood red, and he faced the hail of bullets and killed the enemy who poked his head out of the house on the opposite side.
"Don't go out, as long as you pick up your guns, we won't lose!"
Gu Man stopped the person who was about to rush out, then forced himself to calm down and carefully observed the opponent's firepower.
The Zha tribe has an ammunition control model. People in the armed forces have guns, but bullets need to be obtained from the weapons depot after applying to the lord Zha Xiaotian.
In other words, except for Zha Xiaotian's escort, the amount of ammunition on the other armed personnel is limited.
From just now to now, the enemy's firepower has been weakening, which has been well proved.
The only thing she needed to worry about was the highly destructive rocket-propelled grenade. From the exchange of fire until now, she had not seen the other party use this weapon.
However, the current situation is not too bad. Although most of the people on their side have inaccurate shots, the people on the opposite side are not much better.
The people of the Zha tribe usually use guns for hunting. They have no experience in fighting with others. Now they are fighting indiscriminately. They are not even organized into an encirclement. They just find random places to fight on their own.
Both sides are similar rookies, so the key to victory is the amount of ammunition and firepower.
"The RPG you mentioned was not found."
Tank Dust ran out of the basement, came to Gu Man's side and shook his head with an ugly expression.
"No? Could it be..."
Gu Man thought of a possibility. This kind of heavy firepower was probably placed in his residence by the slave owner Zha Xiaotian, so they didn't find it, and the other party hasn't taken it out yet.
After all, Zha Xiaotian has fallen into trouble now.
Thinking of this, Gu Man quickly reminded the radio:
"Be careful, someone may go to your side."
