As the clock hand pointed to noon, Fallon and the others appeared in the town hall as promised. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info and at this time, the hall was already crowded. Wasteland dwellers dressed like bounty hunters and adventurers can be seen everywhere, but the wasteland dwellers here are civilized and polite compared to the beasts of the wilderness -- at least they know when to shut up.

The arrival of Faren and the others naturally attracted the attention of others, but in fact, it was difficult not to attract attention. Imagine that in a group of men who are full of sweat, blood, and dirty clothes, a group of neatly dressed girls suddenly appear, plus Ferona is completely different from the inhabitants of the wasteland, but closer to modern civilization, it is as vivid as fireflies in the night.

If it was in the wilderness, there would definitely be people who would come to trouble Faren and the others for various reasons, but the people here kept their restraint. Although there were many people staring at the white silk thighs under Eluka's miniskirt and drooling, and some people looking at Kurona and Franke sticking out their tongues like dogs about to be fed bones, there were no people who dared to come up and find fault.

Looks like the Rangers are managing this place pretty well.

Raising the brim of his hat, Feren looked at the wasteland dwellers in front of him with a smile on his face, and the fact that these outlaws could only stare here instead of being quick for a moment showed that they were more worried and afraid of the threat from the rangers than the temptation in front of them. Organizations that are able to have such means are generally strong. It's just that in the wasteland, most of the strong forces are not clean, I wonder if this Ranger is also one of them?

Thinking of this, Faeron chuckled lightly and led the girls to a place in the corner of the town hall. put on a posture that was obviously unwilling to be in the company of this group of dirty and ugly poor ghosts. Seeing this scene, the faces of many people changed slightly, and a few people whispered to themselves trying to get out of the crowd and give Fei Lun a little color.

Luckily, however, it was at this moment that a man in military uniform stepped up to the podium in the town hall and tapped on the microphone, making a noise that not only caught everyone's attention, but also prevented a potentially bloody killing.

"Hello, brave warriors."

Standing on the podium was a very young-looking Ranger, who looked to be in his mid-twenties, and judging by his fair skin and high-spirited appearance, it was clear that he was not a member of the Wasteland who had grown up in the wasteland. But since the soldiers who looked older than him had chosen to remain silent, the wasteland dwellers below certainly wouldn't be foolish enough to be bored at such a time. As a result, the town hall, which had been somewhat noisy, was restored to calm. Looking at the quiet crowd, the Ranger smiled very satisfied, and he nodded before continuing.

"I'm Marcus of the Seventh Ranger Division. Sergeant 1st Class in Dorut, who is also the commander-in-chief in charge of the operation this time, hopes that we can work together happily. ”

Hearing this, the city hall, which had finally quieted down, suddenly began to become noisy again, and many people stared at the young man standing on the stage in surprise, and their eyes did not hide their doubts and distrust towards him. It's no wonder that this time it's a commission and mission issued by the Rangers, and everyone has naturally heard of the commission. To put it bluntly, dealing with the Deadclaw is already a very dangerous job, not to mention that according to the entrusted mission this time, they still have to deal with a mutated Deathclaw. No one knows exactly how dangerous it is, and since it is a commission issued by the Rangers, most people hope to at least find a calm and experienced person to be in charge.

But what the hell is this now? A little imp who doesn't have any hair, and he wants to command them?

"Quiet, please be quiet."

Seeing that the town hall began to gradually become noisy again, Molders also hurriedly stretched out his hand to press down, but this time no one gave him face, and many people began to talk to each other and whisper. Seeing this scene, the young sergeant's face showed a little annoyance, but he still calmed himself down, then reached out and knocked on the microphone, and then ignored the voice below, approached the microphone again and spoke.

"I know it's a sudden one for you, but I want you to follow my commands......... We Rangers never force anyone to participate in our operations. If you have any objections, you can opt out......... We never said we were going to joke with your lives, please believe that. So, I'm going to explain the details of the mission objectives, and if you don't think you can achieve it after listening to it, you can opt out of the mission. ”

Hearing this, the crowd that was still noisy quieted down again, but this time, they obviously didn't look at the young man's ability to speak. But even so, the young sergeant was relieved to see that the crowd below had finally quieted down, and then continued.

"Ahem......... First of all, according to the information we have gathered, the nest of the mutant deathclaw is located in an abandoned factory. The factory is located in a swampy area, not close to the ruins. ”

Hearing this, many people's expressions suddenly relaxed, they were all suspicious before, this mutated death claw was probably a creature from the ruins of the city, if this was the case, then no matter how much the rangers promised to pay, they would definitely not choose to participate in this mission. Now that they heard that the lair of the mutant deathclaw was in an abandoned factory in the swamp, everyone was much more relaxed.

But unfortunately, there is only one good news they have heard.

“……… Not only that, but upon investigation, we discovered that the condition of this Deadclaw's nest was different from that of a normal Deathclaw. As we all know, Deathclaws generally act alone, and only when breeding will the two of them go in and out together. But this time, we found nearly a dozen ordinary deathclaws next to this mutant deathclaw! ”

"What ?!!"

Hearing this, the crowd immediately exploded, more than a dozen ordinary dead claws, what is this concept? Many of them have dealt with Deathclaw, and generally speaking, a single Deathclaw is enough to wipe out an elite adventuring party. Not even a platoon in full gear could not do anything about it. As for those bandits and ordinary adventurers, it is even more about how many people die, and generally speaking, unless there are capable people in the team, no one dares to go to the place where the claws are infested.

And this is still the deterrent power brought by a dead claw, right now, this young man actually said that there are more than a dozen dead claws gathered there?

And not counting the mutant deathclaw?

What's going on? Has Deathclaw also learned to huddle?

"And on top of that, we found something very scary!"

As he spoke, Modges' expression became more solemn, and he pressed his hands on the podium, glaring at the inhabitants of the wasteland below. And the inhabitants of the wasteland were also frightened by the news brought by Molders, and they all looked at him dumbfounded. I saw Mortgers cough and continue to speak with a solemn expression.

"During our investigation, we found that those Dead Claws seemed to be acting under the command of that mutated Death Claw, and not only that, but our Ranger reconnaissance team even fell into the trap set by Death Claws when they were conducting in-depth investigations!!"

"Huh?"

"You're kidding! Dead Claws will set traps? ”

Hearing this, everyone suddenly couldn't calm down anymore, a dead claw that fought by instinct was terrible enough, and now it was still a group? A bunch of dead claws is terrible enough, but now you tell me, this group of dead claws can still use their brains?

Does this still have to be lived?

"We deduce that this mutant deathclaw is likely to have command of the Deathclaw race, although we don't know yet how it mutated into this way, but judging by its actions, it is obvious that this mutant deathclaw can call and order other ordinary deathclaws to fight for it! We even suspect that the mutated Deathclaw is still calling for the other Deathclaws to come together, and if they are allowed to form a race, it will be a deadly threat to all of us! ”

Hearing this, the inhabitants of the wasteland finally understood why the Rangers were so anxious about this matter that they even did not hesitate to recruit adventurers like them to fight together. If, as Mortgers said, this mutated death claw has intelligence, and can also summon and command other death claws to act, then when they form a group, it is not a person who blocks the killing Buddha and the killing Buddha, who can stop it!

Such a threat must be completely eliminated in the shortest possible time!

"So, what do we need to do?!"

"We don't demand a lot of from you."

Sensing that he had regained the initiative, the young sergeant finally let out a sigh and smiled.

"We Rangers are a righteous army, we will not send people to death for nothing, and we have recruited you in the hope that you will help us attract and destroy the other Deathclaws that surround the mutated Deathclaws. And once you've lured them away, the elite forces of our Rangers will smash into the Yellow Dragon, completely destroying the mutated claw and destroying its lair completely. ”

Hearing that they didn't want to be cannon fodder, many people's originally gloomy faces before were much better now. Originally, they were worried that they had been recruited to be cannon fodder for the Rangers, but now they didn't need to fight the mutant deathclaws themselves, but only those ordinary deathclaws......... Many of these people have also dealt with ordinary dead claws. Although it is said that there are more losses and fewer wins, but anyway, it is still something they are familiar with, and they know how to deal with it.

"That's what we want you to do."

It was only at this time that Molgers finally ended his speech.

"Now, please make a choice, if you are willing to help us destroy those terrible things, then please stay and we can discuss the follow-up and payment. But if you don't have confidence in yourself, then you can leave, and we will never stop or be rude. ”

In the face of Major's words, many people finally chose to quit after thinking about it. Deathclaw is a monster that is not something that ordinary adventuring teams and bounty hunters can deal with. And even if it can be dealt with, it will cause great losses and sacrifices, which is unbearable for many organizations in the wasteland.

Those who stay are confident in their own strength, and at the same time want to take this opportunity to get closer to the Rangers, and ......... Feren.

“……… Hello, sir. ”

Seeing Fei Lun and his party standing in the corner, Mo Jie was also stunned for a moment, he subconsciously set his eyes on the pair of white silk beautiful legs under Ailuka's mini skirt, and then hurriedly turned his gaze away with a red face, forcing himself to raise his head to look at Fei Lun.

"Are you going to be part of this operation too?"

"Of course, I remember that I had already turned in the application."

Hearing Molders' inquiry, the corners of Faeron's mouth curled slightly, and he calmly gave an answer.

"But ..............."

Hearing Feren's answer, Moljes was entangled, he looked at Feren, and then at the group of girls behind him, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke again.

"This gentleman, hunting for dead claws is very difficult............"

"Of course I know that, and I don't need you to remind me, but for us, it's just a piece of cake. We've all decided to join the action, do you have any other comments? Sergeant Majors? ”

“………… Yes, I would like you to consider it more carefully. ”

Hearing this, the young man did not choose to give up, but raised his head more and more, he looked at Faeron, and then looked at the others behind him.

"This time the situation is extraordinary, needless to say, the mutated claw is not to mention, in the swamp over there, there are also ten ordinary claws, it seems that you are here for the first time, I have to remind you that the environment in the swamp is extremely complicated, and the nest of these dead claws is hidden in the swamp, and ordinary people have no way to discover their existence. Not to mention the location of the mutant claws, which is even more dangerous......... I hope you will reconsider. ”

At this time, Pheren raised his head and looked at Molders.

"So......... You mean, we don't have enough strength? ”

“……………”

This time, Molders didn't speak, but he tried to raise his head and glared at Feron, obviously not going to give in.

"Don't be too arrogant, Sergeant Majors."

Faeron's smile was still so elegant, and the tone of his words was also very gentle, but the taste of mockery and contempt contained in it made the young man whose face was originally tense suddenly change.

"Please rest assured, I can guarantee that everyone around me is a hundred times stronger than you......... Besides, it's about equality between men and women these days, and if you go on, I can't guarantee that one of them won't punch you in the face. ”

Hearing this, Molders was stunned for a moment, and then he looked at the girls behind Faeron again. It's just that to the disappointment of Molders, these young and beautiful, cute and dazzling girls did not show the kind of fear and fear he thought, and Chrissy just stood there, staring at him coldly, as if in front of him was not a living person at all, but a dead thing. With an eager smile, Eluka looked up and down at Molders in front of her, and it seemed that if there was no Fern in front, she would probably really be punched.

As for Frank and Kurona, the two little ones bit their ears and didn't even look at him, as if he didn't exist. On the contrary, the elven girl had a little uneasiness on her face -- but unfortunately, as a person who had lost her memory and had not experienced the aftermath of the disaster, she had no impression of what a dead claw was.

Seeing this, the muscles on Molders' face twitched, and then he looked up at Faeron.

“…………… Sorry, I was rude. ”

With that, Molgers nodded at Feron, and then turned to leave.

"What a nasty guy."

Watching Molgers leave, Eluka pursed her lips in dissatisfaction.

"Look at him like that, as if he were a savior."

"Maybe he's really the savior."

Hearing this, Feren sneered, and then he turned his head and glanced at the girls behind him.

"Well, my lovely test subjects, you're being underestimated, I suppose you should know what you're going to do."

"Don't worry, Commander."

Hearing Feren's words, Eluka triumphantly tugged at the bolt.

"I'll let them take a good look at what we're up to!"