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Chapter 89 Hell's Kitchen (Seeking monthly votes)

Unfortunately, no one paid him any attention, which made Wu Xinmo feel deeply hurt, so angry that he trembled all over and his hands and feet turned cold.

Of course, his body doesn't have any heat.

"How is Natasha?"

Lei Che stood not far away, arms crossed, and said in a deep voice.

"Our attack methods are flawed against demons; we have to rely on equipment with magical runes to harm them, which is tricky," Natasha said, shaking her hand.

Beautiful golden runes appeared on the black leather gloves she was wearing.

Over the past three days, Natasha and the other warriors have fought against the Heart Demon, not just in simple combat, but also to verify certain issues through him.

"Then let's discuss this issue."

Raiche nodded and looked at the others: "You guys continue."

After saying that, he left with Natasha.

What remained were two groups of warriors from the two battle groups, eager to fight, and the powerless roar of the Witchheart Demon.

The two returned to the conference room, and Rachel took a bucket of water from the shelf and handed it to Natasha.

Yes, it's a 10L bucket of water, shaped like an enlarged water cup with a handle. You can drink by simply tearing open the straw connector.

This was specially designed to replenish the water levels of these super soldiers.

As physical strength increases, the nutritional needs of food also increase, as does the need for water.

Water is just as important as food.

Of course, wartime and daily life must be distinguished.

Under intense combat, the body immediately transforms into a highly efficient, high-speed machine to provide the necessary functions for prolonged battles.

In daily life, this is not necessary.

Natasha had just gone through a battle and was short of water, which shows that Reicher was indeed very thoughtful in this regard.

Natasha thanked them and took the enlarged teacup. She casually tore open the straw connector, put the straw in her mouth, and started drinking.

In no time, the water in the bucket visibly decreased until it was completely drunk.

"We lack equally lethal moves." After finishing her water, Natasha got straight to the point, recounting her observations over the past three days.

"That's right. We have the ability to kill normal people, including mutants, but not those creatures."

Reicher nodded; those creatures referred to were not just demons.

The battle group was formed by their own boss. As the battle group leaders, Rachel and Natasha couldn't just be ordinary soldiers who charged into battle for Matthew.

In addition to daily management, the two also had to worry about how to make up for the shortcomings of the battle group in all aspects.

"For now, armor, combat suits, and gloves are barely enough, but weapons would be best," Natasha suggested without much thought.

"You mean, energy weapons?"

Rachel raised an eyebrow, guessing the subtext of Natasha's suggestion.

Milson’s technology department has recently been researching energy weapons, and although it is highly classified, the two men are aware of it.

"We need these things not only to fill the gaps in the chapter's weaponry, but also to meet the need for large-scale casualties in the rear."

Natasha is a spy, and she also understands the complete attack patterns after the military scales up.

By leveraging the mindset of modern militaries.

The size of the army, navy and air force.

The individual combat capabilities of the Astartes and the Raven Chapter warriors are undoubtedly superior to any known army, and they would be no match for even extraordinary beings like demons.

The problem is that the attack patterns are too limited.

Facing an enemy, the only option is to charge in and fight hand-to-hand; this is not a healthy approach.

It's alright now, but once we get to the future and large-scale wars break out, whether it's against demons or other civilizations and races outside of Earth, the role of warbands in this regard won't be particularly significant.

It's even a bit stupid.

Reicher, a former soldier, understood what Natasha meant.

He picked up a chair, plopped down on it, crossed his arms, pinched his chin with his fingers, and said thoughtfully, "These things need to be done step by step."

"We can learn from the model of modern armies, but our weapons and equipment all need to be upgraded and iterated."

"For large-scale wars, we need fleets and firepower, and these need to be built. In particular, with the advent of magic, we can also make use of it."

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"We just need someone to learn magic, understand the relevant knowledge, and be able to apply magical runes, magic circles, and the like to our equipment and weapons," Natasha continued, picking up where Reicher left off.

"That's right, I believe our boss is already considering this."

Otherwise, where did the armor and combat suits of the two major battle groups come from?

"Construction takes time, and our priority is to solve the present. So, once the energy weapon technology is fully understood and developed, perhaps it can be combined with magical runes?" Raiche said uncertainly.

After all, he really didn't understand this area.

"Maybe, I'll mention it to the boss later."

Natasha nodded. She liked weapons; she was an expert in hand-to-hand combat, but she preferred having weapons in her hands.

Just as the two were discussing some details.

Suddenly there was a knock on the conference room door, interrupting their discussion. Lei Che raised an eyebrow and said, "Come in."

The conference room door was pushed open, and it was Negri.

"Reicher, I have to leave for a bit." As soon as he entered the conference room, Nigley said to Reicher.

"Need help?"

"I'm not sure. A guy I've known online for a long time sent me a distress signal. I have to go there," Nigley said helplessly.

"Sure, do you need any help?"

"Hey, beautiful lady, do you have a moment?" Nigley asked Natasha.

Natasha raised a delicate eyebrow: "Of course."

"Come on, we need to get going right away."

Nigley liked Natasha's decisiveness.

So the two left the conference room. As for Reicher, he didn't say a word. He knew that sending two super soldiers was enough to solve most of the problems.

If that doesn't work, there are still over a thousand others on this island.

As for Negri and Natasha, they took off and left on the island's transport plane.

In the dark night sky.

Inside the transport plane's rest area, Nigley briefed Natasha on the situation.

"A few years ago, I met a girl online. She was very talented with computers. We interacted a lot and eventually became friends."

"We've been in touch, but just thirty minutes ago, she sent an SOS signal to my private network channel."

"I discovered through online tracking that this girl had recently been investigating a criminal with a girl named Jessica Jones, and then the two of them completely lost contact in Hell's Kitchen, New York."

"Someone must have cut off the signal."

Negri didn't seem very nervous; after all, she had seen all sorts of big scenes. She was just a little worried about the girl's safety.

"Hell's Kitchen, New York? I've heard of that place; it's the most chaotic place in all of New York."

Even people outside the United States who are involved in Natasha's activities know the infamous name of Hell's Kitchen.

It is a collection of awfulness, chaos, and crime.

"So we need to speed things up. I was planning to recruit that girl into the Information Department." Nigley lay back in her chair, and could only hope that the girl was still alive before they arrived.

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