Wow!The explosion rate is really high

When it was time to break down which area each person should go to, several players gathered together and decided on their respective scope of action in a few words.

Now each of them is strong enough to stand alone, and no longer need to rely on each other to function in this chaos.

The addition of players instantly made the already chaotic situation even more chaotic.

"Report! There is an abnormal situation in the BA03 urban area. Before our guards arrived, a small group of unknown forces were fighting with the turbulent war gangs. It was precisely because of their fighting that the scene spread to a wider area and the casualties were greater... …Please tell us from the front how to deal with these two groups.”

"Report! An abnormal situation occurred in the city of BF07. A group of unknown guys suddenly came out to ambush the guard we were going to support. However, they had already fled in all directions when we launched a counterattack. Please ask for instructions from the front whether to pursue the new target or follow the original plan. Plan to continue supporting?”

"Report!..."

Listening to the reports from his men, Caesar pinched his eyebrows and felt his head buzzing.

Where did all these messy people come from at this critical moment?

The war gangs in Lower City are not stupid. It is not an absolute secret that the war gangs supported by the nobles will initiate unrest in the near future. The war gangs who have received some rumors do not dare to come forward rashly at this time.

Even if you want to secretly drink your own soup while others are causing trouble, you will never dare to jump out at the first moment. Before the situation becomes unclear, those war gangs are better than ghosts.

As for those who want to help quell the unrest...emmmmm

Can such a war gang survive in this city?

Not causing trouble is Caesar's biggest expectation for other unrelated war gangs, and he doesn't expect those guys to be of any help.

So where did those abnormal guys mentioned in the tip report come from?

Ordinary residents of Midtown with a strong sense of justice?

A lone ranger who wanders off because of a personal grudge?

Only these existences can possibly cause this increasingly chaotic situation.

How to do?

"Catch them together! There is no need to chase those who have escaped for the time being. The primary purpose now is to quell the turmoil."

Anyone who took action tonight would not be difficult to trace afterwards.

On the contrary, the first priority right now is to calm down this turmoil and prevent it from causing greater trouble.

Caesar, who went to the first scene in person, had already roughly figured out that this turmoil was just an appetizer for the other party.

The turmoil itself is not an end, but it sends a certain signal - if you don't compromise, you will be serious next time.

Force is not a way for the other party to achieve their goals, but only a means in the process. They will seize the real results at the negotiation table.

But that is always something to be discussed later. The only thing to do now is to put down these war gang members who are completely crazy because they have become abandoned sons.

"In addition, tell the front line that those who surrender do not need to be killed, and they will be punished by being sent to the army."

"Yes! Captain!"

"Report! There was an abnormal situation in the BC city. The troops from our nearby detachment were dispatched immediately after the accident, but no large-scale unrest was found in the area. There was only a convoy of hundreds of people and horses heading straight to the upper city. Should I ask for instructions from the front to arrest you or to encourage you to return where you are?"

The opponent has a large number of people, and arresting them at this juncture is nothing more than a waste of manpower.

If you can be persuaded to return where you are, it is the most appropriate choice in this situation.

Caesar instantly judged the pros and cons of his choice, and could only wave his hand helplessly, "No matter what their purpose is, let's persuade them to return first." In the future, he can invite people to drink tea and talk, but at this time, he has no time to talk to those hugging people. What to do to get entangled with targets with strange purposes.

……

"Sorry, we... there is no way back." The old man who was leading the negotiation gently raised his head, and an old and tough face with Chinese characters loomed in the dim light of the player.

Following his words, the strong men behind him swarmed up.

Today, most of them no longer hide the traces of modifications on their bodies.

Forearms and palms, thighs and calves, eyes and body... almost everyone has obvious traces of external prosthetic transformation.

What is a "doctor"?

A group of saved people gathered together and recited the existence of each of them under the original salvation.

That is, the former "doctor" who once saved him.

The old friends around him surged forward, holding explosion-proof shields against the sudden firepower of the guards, and forced their way forward.

Bullets whistled in his ears, and the limits of individual weapons roared ferociously at this time.

As the leader of the war gang, the old man seemed to be in peace as he walked up to the woman wearing a cheongsam who had been following him.

"Wolf Scorpion, now... you can still take him with you."

The old man glanced at the motorcade behind him. The boy was still inside, messing around with something.

He just raised his last hope to let this "miracle boy" try it, but he didn't expect... the "ultimate weapon" that had not made any progress before would be reborn in the hands of this boy.

It is precisely with such sharp weapons that they want to enter the upper city, enter the core area of ​​​​the city, and let everyone there have a look...everyone has a look! Look at how loyal these android veterans who were forced to retire are to the city... to humans.

Do you really think that many people value the money of those veterans on the underworld? The manufacturing and linking technology of a prosthetic body whose nerves are completely controlled by will is considered a high-end technology in the city.

Being able to provide services to those veterans is because everyone is a retired veteran.

There were twenty or thirty batches of artificial humans, 2000 at a time. Even if most of them died on the battlefield, there were not a few who survived until they were disabled and retired.

Where have all those people gone? There are not so many veterans in the Black Street.

More veterans were absorbed by the "Doctor" war gang in the city under the guise of looking for opportunities in the city or elsewhere.

He is the first one.

There was a rare gentle smile on Wolf Scorpion's face, "Father, this is the first time I call you this. I won't leave, and he doesn't want to leave either."

Witnessing his work shine in front of everyone's eyes was an irresistible temptation for that kid.

A... little lunatic.

"..." The old man pursed his lips, then shook his head and laughed after a moment, "Okay! Then let's go to the city together! Let the gentlemen in the city see it! See what we have brought to them!" ( End of this chapter)