Doctor will never die in a hellish situation.

"Hiss, hiss, cold air! I'm finally alive again, it's all Razer's fault for breaking the air conditioner!" A brown-haired girl in a gray dress jumped out of the jeep, opened her coat, and fanned herself inside.

Qin Duanyu, who was in a god-like position, was startled and covered her feverish nose.

As expected of the fat fox, among the women he has seen, only Miss Meteorite can probably rival her. It's a pity that she and Frostleaf are directly under Amiya's command, so they have no chance to interact.

She's dressed like a mature working woman, and her behavior is bold and open, so why is her choice of underwear so conservative? She's so old, yet she's wearing a cartoon-patterned bra like a primary school student.

Wait, is it because they don't have the right size...?

"If you hadn't insisted on wrapping the battery around my corner, the air conditioner wouldn't have burned out at all. In the end, you brought this on yourself." A gray-haired girl in a blue dress got out of the passenger seat, wiped the sweat from her brow, and replied irritably.

"Waaaaah, you're clearly doing this on purpose! Ever since I contracted Oripathy, you've been targeting me, both openly and secretly. Not only did you hang my picture on the target, but now you're trying to break the air conditioner so I can't stay hot!"

"To correct you, the day after I met you, I used your photo for target practice. Also, if breaking the air conditioner kills you with heat, I'll immediately blow up Rhodes Island's power system."

"Waaaaah, then I'll tie you up and hang you from the ceiling, beat you for hours every day to generate electricity for the air conditioner, and incidentally infect you with Oripathy too."

Listening to the two of them singing in unison, Qin Duanyu and Lappland couldn't help but exchange a glance.

Sigh, they lost. They are the real crosstalk duo, born to do this.

"Good morning, Miss Amiya. I am Razer, a senior employee of Blacksteel International. That fat fox is Franka. We are here on orders to provide security services to Rhodes Island." The gray-haired girl walked over and extended her hand to Amiya.

If it weren't for the stand-up comedy routine just now, the serious Razer would indeed give people the feeling of a reliable mercenary.

"Welcome to Rhodes Island, but according to intelligence, there should be four..." Amiya also extended her hand to shake hands with Liskarm, then looked somewhat puzzled and wanted to ask something.

"This must be the doctor, right? You're wearing something that looks like my old work uniform." The fat fox leaned closer to Qin Duanyu, curiously examining his clothes. "In Black Steel, I was a 'Biohazard Response Personnel.' When I wore the full hazmat suit, I looked like a barrel..."

“Anyway, you’re almost as big as a barrel, Franka. Don’t bother the Doctor. He’s going to be our boss.” Razer stopped his companion and said apologetically, “I’m sorry, she’s always had some mental issues, and they’ve gotten worse since she got Oripathy.”

"Haha, it seems the two of you have a good relationship." Qin Duanyu waved his hand absentmindedly, unable to concentrate at all.

It wasn't that the doctor wasn't helpful, but rather that Franka, with her clothes still open, was simply too big.

"That's right, we get along quite well!"

"Who's on good terms with this guy?"

Although the two spoke at the same time, their answers were quite different.

Alright, the standard combination of cunning and tsundere, the action department won't be boring from now on.

"Wait a minute, according to the previous information, Blacksteel should be sending four operators, right? What about Jessica and Vanilla on the list?" Amiya, who had been ignored, finally found an opportunity to finish what she had said earlier.

“Well, we were out on a mission and that took a while, so they left the base ahead of time and should have arrived at Rhodes Island yesterday.” Franka realized the seriousness of the problem, dropped her nonchalant expression, and frowned as she spoke.

Even though Jessica and Vanilla are both newcomers, the selection criteria for Blacksteel employees are no less stringent than those of Rhodes Island's operations department. It's highly unlikely that they would misread the map and get lost. Their failure to arrive on time is probably due to some trouble they encountered.

"If we really encountered some danger, you should have received a message, right?" Qin Duanyu asked.

"Communicator! Franka used up the battery while playing Ursus Blocks on the communicator, so she probably missed their distress call!" Razer quickly returned to the jeep and took out a device that looked exactly like a Nintendo Switch.

Bilibili~

Electricity flashed between the two horns on her head, the previously dark screen lit up, and then a series of "beep beep beep" sounds followed.

Qin Duanyu glanced at the upper right corner, where an envelope icon indicated 99+ messages.

"Jessica, Vanilla, where are you now?" Razer asked anxiously, opening a message on the phone.

"Senior, we...we have been attacked by unknown armed personnel. Preliminary assessment indicates it is a reconnaissance unit of the Reunion Movement. Please send reinforcements immediately. Vanilla and I are about to collapse."

The girl's tearful voice came through the communicator intermittently, while the screen showed a cat's head with tears streaming down its face.

Chapter 26, Section 26: While you were showing off, all your underlings had already been taken care of.

Dozens of kilometers away from the land-based ship lies the small town of Ursus.

Small settlements like these, which aren't even marked on maps, are common in various countries of Terra.

After all, not everyone envies city life. Away from the chaos and noise of the mobile city, these small town residents rely on their own efforts and help each other, and live a very stable life.

But now, the once peaceful town is engulfed in flames of war, its devastation no less than that of Chernobog, which has been ravaged by natural disasters.

This time, however, the cause of this destruction was not a natural disaster, but a man-made one.

The people walking through the streets were all dressed in gray uniforms with orange "X" signs hanging on their shoulders. They looted valuables from house to house and then set the houses on fire.

As for the town's original inhabitants... they were all thrown into the blazing bonfire in the town center square.

"Leader, those two enemies are very strong, and we have lost more than ten brothers..." A soldier from the Reunion Movement took a deep breath, walked into the only remaining intact house in town, and said to the burly man who was drinking.

"A bunch of useless trash! They can't even handle two women! More than thirty of them have died since yesterday! Even if it were thirty pigs, it would take them several days to slaughter them!" The burly man cursed and smashed the wine barrel at the poor soldier.

The cheap beer spilled onto the ground, mixing with the blood that hadn't yet been wiped away.

"I'm sorry, Chief." Knowing the strong man's brutal temper, the messenger didn't dare to dodge at all. Even though he was dizzy from being hit, he could only keep apologizing.

"Fine, where's Big Bob? Let him take some men and take care of those two!" After cursing out all the swear words in his head, the burly man finally felt his anger subside and waved his hand to signal the soldiers to get lost.

"...He left last night, saying he was going to Kazimierz to become a bounty hunter." The soldier hesitated for a moment, then mustered his courage to speak.

"Damn it, why didn't you say something so important sooner?!" The burly man glared with eyes as big as copper bells, grabbed the soldier by the collar, and lifted him into the air.

“Originally… Captain Mike was going to tell you, but you were abusing the mayor here at the time, and you turned around and seriously injured the captain, so no one dared to…” the soldier said intermittently.

Oh, it was my fault. Oh well, it's alright now.

"Remember this, you must inform me of anything like this in the future!" The burly man slowly released his grip, but it was clear he wouldn't admit his mistake to his subordinate. "That piece of trash Mike couldn't even withstand one of my attacks, it's better that he's dead. Go and take him out, and take over as captain."

Hmph, it's good that Big Bob is gone. I can't beat that bastard at all, and he would have been a nuisance if he stayed in the team. It's good that I don't have to figure out how to get rid of him.

The burly man twisted his neck, making a crisp cracking sound.

"Someone, bring me my armor! After we take care of those two little bugs, let's become bounty hunters too!"

……

"Senior Jessica, I'm so sorry. If I hadn't insisted on going to town to buy some food, this wouldn't have happened." In a grove of trees outside the town, a blonde girl in a green dress and black skirt said apologetically.

"Vanilla, watch out, the enemy is catching up!" Jessica gently comforted her companion after shooting an enemy. "No one would have thought that the Reunion Movement would attack a town like this. We're just... unlucky."

Because of her isolated tribe, Vanilla received an extra course called Common Sense during her training at Blacksteel, unlike the regular trainees. When she first joined the company, she was always surprised by the automatic doors in the base.

Everything outside was incredibly new to the girl, so when she drove to Rhodes Island, she had the idea of ​​exploring the town.

Little did the two know that just as they bought some bread and sausages, the Reunion Movement launched an attack on the town. The jeep parked at the village entrance was blown up immediately, leaving them no chance to escape.

Seeking help from headquarters was unrealistic. It took the two of them two days to get here from the nearest base. By the time they sent someone over, it would be too late.

Meanwhile, the comedy troupe that also went to Rhodes Island couldn't be contacted at all.

Left with no other choice, they had to fight alongside the townspeople.

However, in this remote and worthless town, Ursus did not even send government officials, let alone station military or police personnel. With only some civilians carrying farm tools as weapons, how could they be a match for the Reunion Movement?

After fighting for so long, only Vanilla and Jessica remain.

After eliminating the scattered resistance in the town, the Reunion Movement focused all its attention on them. The two women could clearly feel the increasing pressure and retreated step by step into the depths of the forest.

But this escape was not a solution, and they were soon surrounded by an enemy force that outnumbered them many times over.

"So you're the ones who killed my men? Perfect, I'll play with you then." A burly man in armor stepped forward and said in a deep voice.

Vanilla and Jessica exchanged a glance, both seeing despair in each other's eyes.

In the previous battle, it was this tough, burly man who broke through the makeshift shelter built by the townspeople. Not only various melee weapons, but even Jessica's etched bullets could not harm him in the slightest.

"Hold on, Razer and the others are on their way!" Vanilla gritted her teeth, gripped her weapon, and charged toward Keith.

"With your pathetic skills, you can't beat me. Practice more in your next life!" Keith laughed as he blocked Vanilla's axe-spear and then sent her flying.

"Vanilla!" Seeing her companion coughing up blood, Jessica could only fire at the burly man in vain, but it had no effect other than making his armor shine even brighter.

Let's start with your cat head!

Beneath the helmet, Keith revealed a cruel smile. His massive shield, as tall as Jessica herself, looked ready to crush her into a pulp.

Whoosh!

The sound of crossbow bolts piercing the air.

"Damn it, which bastard disobeyed orders? This is my prey..." Keith thought his crossbowmen had stolen the kill, and angrily turned around, only to find several of his confidants lying on the ground, their faces pale and their throats contorted in pain.

He quickly looked in the direction of the attack, but only found a blue figure disappearing behind a tree.

"How dare you bully my lovely junior! You've got some nerve!" Turning around, a fat fox appeared out of nowhere, blocking Jessica and Vanilla's path, its rapier glowing crimson.

"Quickly, send a signal and call all the brothers in town over!" Keith hurriedly stepped back and shouted to his men.

He instinctively realized that the enemy was not easy to deal with, and prepared to gather everyone to bolster his courage.

A soldier from the Reunion Movement pulled a firecracker from his pocket, lit it, and it formed an X pattern in the sky.

But after waiting for a while, the expected large group of people did not appear.

"Stop your busy work. While you were showing off, all your underlings have already been taken care of!" Qin Duanyu walked out and said to the anxious Keith.

Section 27 Chapter Twenty-Seven Humanitarianism? You Have to Be a Person First

The battle was a foregone conclusion from the very beginning; neither Qin Duanyu nor Lappland, who was acting as her bodyguard, needed to lift a finger.

With the soon-to-be-promoted A4 Reserve Operations Group and C2 Official Operations Group, plus two veteran operators from Blacksteel International, if such a formidable lineup can't take down a small unit of the Reunion Movement, then Rhodes Island might as well disband as soon as possible.

A few minutes later, in the chaotic town square, the remaining members of the Reunification Movement were bound hand and foot and kneeling on the ground, trembling as they looked at Qin Duanyu and his group.

The one who suffered the most was undoubtedly Keith.

His armor was riddled with holes, and one of his arms was broken. Although he was in excruciating pain, the wound was charred but no blood was flowing out.

This is Franka's masterpiece. Don't let the fat fox's carefree attitude fool you; she's a formidable fighter, especially when she sees Vanilla injured, which only fuels her anger.

If Qin Duanyu hadn't wanted to keep a few people alive to extract information, Keith would probably have been killed by now.

"Speak, whose subordinate are you?" Qin Duanyu walked up to the burly man and asked slowly.

"Hmph, I am the combat captain of the second battalion under Patriot. If you don't want to suffer his retaliation, you'd better hurry up... Ah!" Keith glanced at Qin Duanyu with contempt. Even kneeling, he could still look this guy who had been hiding his face at eye level.

But before he could finish his harsh words, Lappland stepped on the wound on his leg and twisted it forcefully.