Planet of Sand and Oasis of Iron

Chapter 217 216. Of course the first shot should be as shocking as possible!
Sitting in the safety of the multi-purpose transport vehicle, Feldrich was very anxious.

This anxiety came from the pressure from the company's top leader - the other party was recently auditing the accounts, and his successive failures, coupled with the reckless extravagance and waste of this node city, were almost unable to fill the account.

If it weren't for the sudden appearance of a giant anomaly, successfully delaying the situation, that guy would have probably already found out about my investment projects elsewhere...

It’s too troublesome. One day when that guy dies and I become the president of the company, I won’t have to endure this shit anymore.

Another worrying thing is the dissatisfaction with independent mercenaries - these idiots are so good at talking that they are so bad at doing things.

Abian Corporation entered the game the earliest, but ended up being the second-largest controlling force. They couldn't keep up with their mercenaries, who were so afraid of death that they'd flee at the slightest injury, a broken limb...

It’s all because the guys from the reformation agency recovered too quickly.

Biting his lip, the screen in front of Feldrich kept jumping with various numbers and information, the most important of which was the accounting.

Even though she is a genius, her development and work are restricted by experimental funding. From a certain perspective, she even has to listen to the finance department.

Mercenaries... When Feldrich thought of this group, he thought of the guy called 'Red Crossbow'.

After much investigation, she had figured out that it was this mercenary who had robbed her of a truckload of experimental missiles, and he had even squandered those missiles recklessly.

——Doesn’t that guy know that one of these bullets is enough to buy the lives of these mercenaries?
Obviously, Red Crossbow didn't know that she had even foolishly gone to the Crucible Node City without concealing her identity. Unfortunately, the structure of that place was complex, and if she ran into another company, it would easily lead to her not only failing to complete the task but also causing trouble for the other company.

By the time that guy ran over here, Feldrich was busy occupying another underground area where stable anomalies appeared.

After she came to her senses and took over the nearby mine, she remembered that there was such a small person. She did a quick check and found that this person was still making a living by taking jobs.

He just picked up the mercenary that the 'Red Crossbow' was familiar with and that he controlled, and thought that since it was a two-on-one fight and they were using the new generation of machines that Abian was most confident in, it was a sure thing.

They messed up, and not only did they mess up, but they also lost a person. Feldrich was very unhappy and scolded the guy who came back, telling him to continue to wait downstairs and not to pay attention to such trivial matters for the time being.

There are so many things to worry about. I think about what it's like to be a mercenary every day. If I tell others about it, I'm afraid my enemies will laugh to death.

The vehicle ran smoothly, and even with a slight bump when crossing the sand dunes, the interior of the car remained calm.

Feldrich felt that he had been very generous to the mercenaries. After all, they just wanted to get by, so if that was the case, why not...

"Ms. Feldridge, we're under attack."

"Do you need to ask for instructions separately for such a small matter? Is this your first time being attacked?"

She threw out a habitual sentence, her mouth curling down a little unhappily: "Fight back, blow those pirates to pieces. We don't need to recycle the organs of such creatures."

"Okay, but...this attack isn't ordinary."

The one who reported to her was the captain of the Abian Company mercenaries. This man was no ordinary one. Twelve simple Abian emblems were engraved on his body to show that he had eliminated twelve independent mercenaries with titles and rankings for the Abian Company in the past.

It should be noted that independent mercenaries who can be included in the rankings of the mercenary support system are not ordinary people, but even such independent mercenaries were eliminated by this person when they were trying to control the machine they are best at.

Feldrich tapped the screen impatiently. "Don't make me say it a second time. No matter how extraordinary they are, they're just mercenaries. Even if they're sent by those two families, what can they do once they enter the shielded area?"

This device, which can block communications in all bands and prevent others from communicating smoothly, was also the thing that had caused those pirates who suddenly rushed in to attack the convoy to suffer setbacks.

Only Feldrich could understand the principle... How should I put it, a jammer is indeed easy to make, but it is hard to say whether it can interfere with others like magic while preserving one's own communications.

Although he seems to be an irritating kid, his personal abilities and skills cannot be underestimated.

"I understand, but if we encounter a more dangerous enemy, I hope you can immediately..." "Isn't the plan already written? The convoy will accelerate without hesitation. Just use your bodies as my shields to block those guys."

Feldrich put down the tablet and looked out through the soft-lined window. "Understand your own worth. Don't think I'll think highly of you just because you say a few nice words."

"Yes Yes……"

"Honestly, the mercenary whose name has left a mark on my mind right now is... Red Crossbow. That girl caused me to lose a lot of money. If you really want me to look up to her, I'll kill her when we get to Node City."

The voices outside were silent for a while, and after a dull reply, they finally became much quieter.

All I could hear were the continuous explosions and the sounds of machines running around. Those pirates were as tireless as cockroaches on the sand, and they would always appear from nowhere.

Just as Feldrich continued to fall into anxiety, the screen in front of her and the corporate mercenaries around her quickly received a special warning.

The content of the red dynamic alert is also quite brief, just one sentence.

'Fusion strike detected en route'

"The main enemy attack—"

The heart-wrenching screams outside instantly woke up the corporate mercenaries who were drowsy from the defensive battle. All the fire control and light-sensing components scanned frantically, and finally locked onto the direction they were heading to, the horizon where the moon was rising.

There, a machine with an advanced-looking shape and strange weapons mounted on its hands was spewing out light and heat that could not be ignored.

The convoy switched to a defensive posture on the spot, with heavy armored units at the front to protect the core personnel, and corporate mercenaries roared forward, trying to eliminate the mercenary who was warming up his weapons and was ignorant of his own life in advance.

Doesn't he know that using this unconventional weapon is almost tantamount to seeking death!
...And in fact, Sefer was actually mentally prepared.

On the sand dunes, not to mention the fixing nails that were driven into the sand by his heels, he had already heard the warning from the onboard core when connecting the weapons, and even the picture in front of him had some snowflakes.

But this machine is still more advanced than the "super-limited weapon" in this world. Even the overloaded electromagnetic cannon is just the output of the core energy and external energy to the peak!

There was a rapid, low humming sound, and the protective wall of the energy tank on the back of the machine opened. The high-speed rotating cooling fins emitted a red-orange high-temperature light. Even the cooling windows on the back of the machine were spewing fire, and it was eager to pop out the cooling fins.

'Warning, please disconnect the illegal connection immediately. This weapon may cause unpredictable damage.'

"Warning, please disconnect immediately..."

Not to mention this weapon. When he pulled the trigger, all the joints of the machine were locked, the alarm continued to sound, and the electromagnetic light flowing above the barrel made him obviously the most handsome guy on the beach at night.

With his back to the hemisphere on the horizon that did not rise into the sky today, Seifer released the trigger.

No one cared how much recoil his own body endured at that moment, because the bullet, which was accelerated by the electromagnetic track and whose body was not a piece of iron, almost instantly crossed the maximum distance that the firepower of an ordinary body could project from the barrel.

In the convoy, in front of the people around who were observing and preparing to jump into the battlefield.

It pierced through the frontmost armored vehicle, like a paper lantern tearing into pieces of paper and bamboo. Amidst the scattered debris, the delay fuse inside the warhead ignited.

A big sun rises with majestic light, making the desert as bright as day at this moment.

　I'm tired from running a wedding today. I'll continue tomorrow...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)