"AED system. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Just developing one can cost you the money to build a large city. It is a surgery that binds the warriors to the war machine, and their will henceforth is only for war. Therefore, we must give the greatest respect to the fighters who installed the system. I gave them freedom to move in awe of their voluntary sacrifices, and the only two fighters who installed the system served the Alliance well. Freedom, let their combat power, to the fullest. —Ramia Pates

Cromwell Ruins in S13 District

The Survivor Alliance's 2nd Special Independent Action Squad

Sergeant Patrick Flo

"Hey, hey, are you alright?" said the voice of Stabbing 02-3 over the communicator, "It's a shame if you die like this." ”

The system is functioning properly and vital signs are normal. Senses such as hearing, sight, and smell return to normal.

This isn't Patrick's first time. An ordinary fatal injury is nothing more than a relatively uncomfortable pain for a modified person with an AED system installed. In three seconds, the cell regeneration system can heal the fatal wound. Unless the brain is damaged, AED modifiers are unlikely to die.

G41 slept next to him, maybe because it was too much of a hindrance, so he was knocked unconscious. Patrick continued to lie down, his eyes sneaking over five Griffin girls hiding behind cornstalks. The girl closest to him wore a side ponytail, a black dress that looked more mature, and a strange-looking WA2000 sniper rifle in her hand.

It was this girl who shot me 100 percent. Patrick reminisced about the feeling of just flying out.

There are two short-haired girls in front of WA2000, one wearing a purple striped cape, and the silver hair on the left is longer, and the clothes and pendants are full of heavy metal. The other girl is a little shorter, the combination of white clothes and black skirts is flexible and serious, and the dark brown over-the-knee socks highlight the temperament, and it can probably be judged from her posture that she is guarding the surroundings.

"Patrick," Commander Carlyle's voice pulled him back from prying eyes, "listen, mission has changed. Try to negotiate with the Tactics Maiden, we need you to earn Griffin's trust in order to get to know them better. This is a direct order from Ramias, do it well. ”

It's a hassle. Patrick has never been good at communicating with people, and he finds it more difficult to have a good relationship with someone than to kill people. Maybe Madness is right, his emotional intelligence is not high, and even he himself has a headache.

"Wow!" the girl holding the WA2000 couldn't help but cry out. Whoever you kill suddenly sits up, you'll be shocked. In order to prevent the girl from adding another hole in his body, Patrick raised his hands to show that he had no ill intentions.

The girl's actions were even more intense. She pounced on Patrick and knocked him down, startling him.

But when the searchlight passed overhead, Patrick probably understood what was going on.

Large reloaded mechs crawled in front of them step by step, and a large number of iron-blooded centaurs searched the area. It wasn't until there was no movement on the road that the girl got up from Patrick.

Five of Griffin's tactical girls gathered around, staring at Patrick like prison guards staring at criminals.

"Human, who are you?" asked the green-haired girl, as if surprised by the presence of humans here. A strange costume stands out from the five young girls, and Patrick can't make out her feelings between conversations.

Patrick Flo, survivor of the contaminated area. ”

"No human can survive the radiation, and you're going to have to make a draft if you lie!" WA2000 said angrily, honestly expressing her distrust of Patrick.

"Don't say that, Bai Xue. The girl who spoke sat a pet sable on top of her head, and the most eye-catching thing was actually the girl herself.

"Don't call me that in front of others!" WA2000's face turned red.

"What's the matter, that's what the Commander called you. The girl said with a slight smile.

"Casual ...... It's up to you!"

Bai Xue turned his face to the side. The girl breathed a long sigh of relief, and there was an indifferent expression on her face: "Okay, stranger." What do you use to make us believe in you?"

"Intelligence on the contaminated area, as well, operations. ”

The girl stared at him with interest.

"And what do you want?"

"We'll talk about that then. ”

"Wait a minute. The girl said, her expression unchanged.

Patrick sensed that the girl was just talking to the person behind the communicator.

"Well, our commander is very interested in this deal. As she spoke, the girl stretched out her right hand, "FAL, Captain of the Eighth Special Service Team in S09 District." ”

Patrick hesitated for half a second, then reached out to meet it, his movements slightly stiff.

"Patrick Flo, Survivor League's 2nd Special Independent Operations Team Commando. ”

"Well, Patrick, what are you here for?"

"We found that S13 was contaminated with radiation and came to investigate the cause. ”

"Is that all?" said FAL, smiling at him.

"Yes," replied Patrick, without any wave, "and what are you here for?"

"Ah, this...... Originally, we came here to track the Iron Leader to find out their plans, but ......"

"But now it's been messed up by a 'survivor'. Bai Xue continued.

This is indeed the case. Patrick thought.

"Actually, you can't blame him entirely, it was an accident that he broke in without knowing anything...... "FAL, exonerating Patrick.

"Where is the Iron Boss now?" asked Patrick.

"Huh?"

"I'll clean up the mess I messed up, tell me. ”

The girls of the Griffin looked at each other.

"Okay, I'll leave it to you," FAL sighed and said, "V-Chong will take you there, MG5 and I will go to find the vehicle you left with, and Hakugaku and Midori will cover you on the hillside." ”

The girl with the Vector submachine gun walked over and gave Patrick a military salute. Presumably she is what FAL said about V-Chong.

The machine gun girl picked up the still sleeping G41 and followed FAL out of the cornfield. And WA2000 deliberately walked over to "say goodbye" to Patrick before walking up the hill with a tactical girl wearing M950A.

"I'll keep an eye on you, friend. Bai Xue warned.

The red sun on the horizon is sinking into the horizon, and the darkness of the night is slowly falling. Patrick fitted his assault rifle with a muffler and wiped it clean with a special cloth. The system switches to night vision mode for his visual receptors, and Frenzy also helps him connect to the Griffin humanoid communication channel.

"When the time comes, let's go. As the Silver Moon Hook rose into the sky, V-Chong said to Patrick. If FAL is just covered with a layer of frost on the surface, then V-Chong is the real iceberg beauty. She has even fewer facial expressions than Patrick, who wonders if she forgot to install the so-called Affection Module.

Under the double cover of night and corn stalks, V-Chong and Patrick easily evaded the iron-blooded patrol and infiltrated the urban area of S13. Due to the previous commotion, Iron Will was significantly better fortified in the city, with at least one self-propelled battery guarding each intersection, and the troops patrolling back and forth included not only porters, but also well-armed grenadiers (Iron Will AR humanoids) and Stephen mechanical dogs.

With the help of the Griffin humanoid, Patrick is also relatively easy to move. Whether it's evading patrols or carrying out assassinations, the Tactical Girls are familiar with their skills, as if they were born to deal with Iron Will. Rather, they seem to have been born to fight.

After evading several patrols along the way, V-Chong led Patrick to the bottom of an iron tower. It was the TV tower when S13 was still inhabited, with a total height of more than 300 meters.

In the countdown, V-Chong and Patrick take out the guards at the entrance to the TV Tower.

"The Iron Boss is up here?"

"Yes," V Chong nodded, checking the lock at the entrance to the TV Tower, "The leader of Iron Will will meet above in thirty minutes...... We're in trouble, though. ”

V took two steps back and looked up at the top of the tower.

"FAL, electronic locks have a specific program installed. As soon as we turn it on, the alarm will go off throughout the TV tower. ”

Then the plan to infiltrate is in vain. Patrick muttered to himself, as if entering the tower was the only way the girls could eavesdrop on the Iron Boss's conversation.

"Okay, V-Rush. The coordinates of the extraction point are being sent to you, please wait. ”

Looks like they're going to give up.

"Thorn 02-2 calls FAL and asks for permission to climb the tower alone. ”

The communicator had a blind tone for three seconds.

"Well," FAL finally relented, "but how are you going to get there?"

Patrick didn't answer, just put his hand on the outer wall of the tower. The mechanical prosthetic emits magnetism, allowing Patrick's hands to be firmly attached to it.

"Okay......"

Patrick climbed the tower step by step, his black coat blending perfectly into the darkness, and Iron Will couldn't have imagined that a human would climb vertically to a height of 300 meters.

Ten minutes later, under the platform at the top of the TV tower, there was an additional figure.

"It's not bad, stranger ......," Bai Xue whispered to himself.

"We all heard it, WA2000~" Even in such a high-pressure environment, Captain FAL did not forget to tease her teammates.

"Alas!! no...... Don't talk about this, the target has appeared!" After speaking, Bai Xue cut off the communication.

Patrick looked around. With the sound of an approaching knock, heels and an iron crutch entered Patrick's field of vision, right above his head.

The helicopter's searchlight suddenly shone on Patrick's face, knocking him into a cold sweat. Luckily, he didn't seem to be spotted, and instead two more iron-blooded figures came down from the helicopter.

The results of the system scan are transmitted to Patrick's visual receptors. The iron-blooded ones who got off the helicopter were called agents and the other were called scarecrows. And the owner of the high-heeled shoes that appeared just now could not match the iron-blooded human form in the information database.

"Agent, so anxious to see me...... What's the matter?I heard you're still busy with the 'umbrella project,' right?" the unknown girl asked again and again.

"Do you have any explanation for the attack?" said the agent, with a distinctly hostile tone in his tone.

"Ah~It's just a chance~ So, I attacked here~"

"You're not trying to tell me that the collapse fluid spread on its own, are you?"

"Uh-huh~" The girl snorted meaningfully.

"I warned you not to attack the safe zone with weapons that cause long-lasting pollution, right?"

"I don't need you to stress the covenant to me again, agent," the girl's tone became stern, "besides, you're not my immediate boss. If you don't believe me, you can do a thorough investigation of my troops, even if you don't have the power. ”

"I don't need to," said the agent, "I just need you to prove it with your actions." ”

"Action~" The girl regained her smile, "What do you say?"

"In an attack, if you take S09 without using a forbidden weapon, I believe you. ”

"Oh, isn't this a safe zone that you haven't taken yet? I'll help you take it for free, isn't it too cheap for you~"

"Pay attention to where you stand. The scarecrow will spy on you and witness what you do. ”

With that, the figure next to the agent walked behind the girl.

"Isn't the scarecrow 'dead'? have you transformed her into a monster again?"

"We're going to end up like this," the agent turned to the helicopter, "and you, I'm afraid, are next, Adjudicator." ”

"Hey, it's not~ I'll bet you, agent~" The adjudicator said with a smile.