"Hah—is that the end of it?"

Rebecca strolled across the factory grounds, her fleshy thighs jumping and jumping, looking for gaps in the ground full of dead people to stand on.

She looked at the scene of dead bodies in front of her with a rather dejected expression, and the expression on her face did not seem to be finished.

"MD, this job is really not easy, Lao Tzu's hands are almost numb." Mann stood nearby, rubbing his right arm sullenly.

Tonight's successive grenade shots had completely emptied the grenade stockpile in his arm's ammunition compartment.

Until now, Mann had felt the grenade launcher on his right arm, and now there was a faint feeling of numbness and heat.

In the era of prosthetic body popularization, even if the arm has been completely transformed into a mechanical structure, the central processing unit in the brain can still simulate nerve impulses, and make your prosthetic limbs produce sensations similar to "touch" and "pain".

In such a fierce battle, even if it was the first time that Mann had emptied his grenade reserves, he could even smell the foul smell of gunpowder diffusing when he even leaned close to his arm and smelled it.

"That kid really stunned me tonight, how many people he killed with that katana, Mann, do you have a count?"

Pyra didn't know where she was hiding, her slender prosthetic hand around the back of her head, and a cigarette in her mouth.

"Who knows."

Mann slammed his right arm impatiently, and the miracle of this wave finally made it less uncomfortable.

Dolio stood beside Mann, looking out at the young man who had stabbed the last enemy not far away, his eyes deep and silent.

After a long time, she turned her head to look at her teammates, and when she noticed that there was one person missing, she suddenly asked:

"Where's Sasha, where did she go?"

"I don't know, didn't she come out with Lin Mo?" Mann frowned, and a bad feeling rose in his heart, thinking of a not good outcome at all.

"Sasha, where are you now, please answer when you receive it!" He immediately asked on the channel.

"I'm here!"

Everyone turned their heads to look, only to see a slender figure coming out of the factory not far away, she was struggling to carry a woman on her back, staggering in the direction of Mann and the others.

"Can you come and help?" She smiled reluctantly.

Dolio walked over a few steps, took the unconscious woman behind her and carried it on her shoulder, looked at Sasha with curiosity, and asked:

"You just carried it all the way back from the basement?"

Sasha glanced at Lin Mo, who was sheathing his knife in the distance, with a displeased face, and nodded bitterly.

"Are there a lot of enemies down there?" Rebecca also leaned over, looked up at Sasha, her bright prosthetic eyes widened slightly, and asked curiously.

"Not much, just one, it's very difficult, it should be the head wolf of this gang of scavengers." Sasha replied nonchalantly, his gaze still resting on Lin Mo, who was slowly walking from a distance after the knife was collected.

"Eh~, is it? How is that man's combat power, compared to Mann? Rebecca seemed interested, asking several questions.

"No, in fact, I didn't help much, it was mainly Lin Mo who solved it alone." Sasha shook her head, not taking the credit for herself.

She was about to continue, but her face changed and she rushed forward.

Everyone suddenly raised their eyes and saw that Lin Mo's posture was becoming more and more chaotic, and his body was a little unstable, as if a gust of wind could blow him down.

Sasha quickly ran to his side to help him, so that Lin Mo did not fall.

The rest of the people also came over, and Pila, who was a friend of the same kind, rarely did not play a role, but asked with a serious face:

"Hey, hey, boy, how many times did you use Sanwistein tonight!"

"No, I don't know, fifteen, maybe twenty?" Lin Mo said a little incoherently, only to feel that his head was dizzy as if floating in the clouds.

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed, and they looked at Lin Mo as if they were looking at a monster.

“...... What a madman. Pyra sighed in disbelief.

Mann also walked over, holding Lin Mo's back with a thick and hard palm to prevent him from falling, and turned his head to Sasha and commanded:

"Sasha, link to his personal terminal and see how he's in physical condition right now."

Even though his head is dizzy like a patient with a severe cold, Lin Mo still maintained his last sobriety, and hurriedly waved his hand and said resolutely:

"No, I'm fine, just rest for a while, don't connect to my personal terminal."

Feel free to let others use personal data lines to connect to their own interactive interfaces, if it is an ordinary person, Lin Mo does not have so many concerns, because normal people still need authorization to spy on his privacy.

But Sasha is a cyber hacker, and no one knows if she will have a [magic puppet] that snoops on her privacy.

Lin Mo was glad that Mann and the others cared about him and trusted them, but that didn't mean he could reveal all his secrets without defense.

At the end of the day, this time it was a stubborn one, and it was no wonder that it was so overdrawn after using it so many times in one night.

In the face of Lin Mo, who had such a tough attitude, everyone had no choice but to be supported by Mann, and everyone retreated to the place where Falco parked, letting Lin Mo lie down in the car and rest for a while.

During this period, Beichuan Hao also walked down from the sniper point of the high-rise building not far away, and he was also worried when he saw Lin Mo's body overdrawn.

After finding that his body was fine, he also relaxed, standing aside and waiting for Lin Mo to recover and wake up.

Although the inside of his head was as heavy as being stuffed with paste and had a headache, Lin Mo still did not fall asleep, and his consciousness was on the border between wakefulness and coma.

Occasionally, there was blood on the nose, and it was wiped clean with a tissue in time by Kitagawa Hao, who was waiting on the side.

After lying like this for more than ten minutes, Lin Mo woke up faintly and reluctantly got out of the car.

Although his head still hurts a lot, at least he doesn't feel like he's fainting instantly.

Getting out of the car, the slightly cold evening breeze blew in the night, and Lin Mo was a little sober.

He looked around, but he didn't see Mann and the others, only Kitagawa Hiroshi had been waiting by his side.

"Yo, Xiaoyou, you're awake, this trip is enough to choke, you still have to pay attention to your body in the future."

Lin Mo turned around and saw Falco sitting in the driver's seat, he rolled down the window and looked at him with a smile on his face.

"What about the others?" Lin Mo rubbed his head, still feeling a little painful.

"Mr. Mann, they're all turning back, and I'm going to ask them to help scrape up some useful stuff in the scavengers' stronghold, and by the way, investigate why these scavengers are gathering so many men." Hiroshi Kitagawa explained.

Lin Mo leaned his body on the vehicle slightly, sighed, and squinted his eyes as if he was resting.

A scavenger gang of nearly 100 people can be gathered, and if there is no company behind it to provide assistance and support, the ghost will not believe it.

In this way, it is not surprising that after the scavengers have been eliminated, they can search for something valuable or some information inside.

Anyway, not many NCPDs in this industrial area in the north of the city will be willing to patrol here, and they have plenty of time to patiently search for something valuable.