Alchemists do not need self-cultivation

The soldiers gradually left the spot, leaving only Violet and the nameless one behind.

"Didn't you say you were going to give me new equipment?" Wuming asked at this moment.

"Yes, I've already brought it to you."

As Isaac spoke, he took a briefcase from behind him, threw it on the ground, and opened it. Inside, you found a vest, a helmet, and two guns, one large and one small.

"The vests and helmets are standard equipment for the active-duty Amestris army, there's nothing to say about that. Anyway, the inferior weapons I gave to Mima before generally couldn't penetrate them."

With a puzzled expression, Wuming picked up the helmet and vest, then focused his gaze on the two guns.

“Given what you’ve used before, the first one is my own M1014 shotgun. It has huge firepower and range, but don’t use it with hostages around,” Isaac said, taking out the gun.

Besides the gun, there was also a large-caliber, silver-white revolver lying in the box.

“As for the other one, it’s an M500 revolver. It’s incredibly powerful, and most people can’t handle it.” Isaac picked up the pistol and handed it to the nameless man. “But you’re a Cabanelli, and your physical abilities are beyond what most people can match.”

After taking the pistol, Wuming pulled off the ribbon wrapped around her neck, and her eyes suddenly shone with an amber light.

After loading the bullet, she aimed into the distance and pulled the trigger.

boom! ! !

The sound was deafening, and the nameless man, feeling the recoil, confirmed the weapon's true power.

"I'm about to... point the gun at my brother..."

Wuming stared at the still-smoking pistol in her hand and muttered to herself, but her eyes were now extremely resolute.

This was her own decision.

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Night slowly fell, and the sky gradually darkened.

Isaac led his new unit to a grove of trees on the outskirts of Jin Gang Guo and laid an ambush.

In the distance, behind them lay the brightly lit Kongo Castle, and in front of them stretched the railway that the Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress would soon pass through. The soldiers were fully camouflaged, blending seamlessly into the night as they lay hidden in the forest.

"Give me a report on the current situation," Isaac asked into the walkie-talkie.

"The obstacles have been set up. Juncheng's movements have been detected ahead and he will arrive in this area in about fifteen minutes."

"Very good, from now on follow my instructions."

"learn."

They were fully prepared, and Mima Amaterasu probably didn't even realize that she was being watched by a well-trained, modern army.

At that moment, he was still staring blankly at a photograph in Juncheng.

If Isaac saw this photo, he would definitely recognize it as General Tenryu Okimasa, who was also Tenryu Mima's father.

"It will be over soon."

He put down the photo, looked at Changpu who was glaring at him angrily, and smiled, "Do you know what to do next?"

"Of course... I will take you infiltrating Jin Gang Guo."

Although they were furious at the hypocrite's actions, they had no choice but to submit, as everyone in the entire Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress was being held hostage by him.

She just hoped that Isaac would come and rescue them soon.

swoosh-

A screeching sound rang out, and the brakes caused Juncheng to shake violently. Changpu lost her balance and fell to the ground.

"What's going on?" Mima frowned.

A member of the Karafu entered Mima's carriage and said, "Lord Mima, we have discovered a large number of Kabane corpses piled up on the tracks ahead. We need to send someone to clean them up."

"Really? Then you should go quickly."

Although Mima said this, she still had some doubts in her heart: why would the Kabane die in groups on the railway tracks?

The hunters began to come out to clear the area, and Isaac's men happened to spot them.

"Sniper, get ready."

……

"Why do you think the Kabane corpses fell so high?" The cleanup crew were checking the Kabane blocking their path to see if they were really dead, in case one of them suddenly woke up and bit them.

"I don't know, I just have a feeling that they were piled up here after they died."

"Who's so heartless?" The hunter began moving the corpses. "Hey, you guys should at least help me out."

She called for her companions' help as she carried the load, but they didn't respond.

"You guys aren't trying to slack off, are you?"

He turned his head in displeasure and discovered a horrifying scene.

His comrades lay dead in pools of blood, one of them with a bullet hole in his forehead.

"what……"

He was about to scream when a bullet pierced his head.

About two hundred meters away in the woods, several snipers in camouflage uniforms had smoke rising from their guns. Their VSK-94 silenced sniper rifles could take down enemies silently; this rifle was one of the few Russian products Isaac had brought from the previous world.

"Lieutenant General, all targets have been eliminated."

“Very good, let’s move on to the next step of the plan,” Isaac said.

By this time, several soldiers had already quietly crept up to the sides of each carriage and thrown small objects into the narrow observation mirrors.

Chapter 449: Rescue Completed

What the soldiers threw in were none other than small remote-controlled vehicles used for reconnaissance.

These reconnaissance vehicles are extremely small and fast; even if a few are spotted, they are simply mistaken for rats.

As soon as they threw them in, Isaac's screen displayed the personnel deployment in several different carriages.

“Aside from the water trucks, there are a total of thirty carriages carrying people. The middle twenty carriages are all for the residents of the Iron Fortress, while the last five carriages and the first five carriages are for the soldiers of the Kara clan,” Isaac said, looking at the screen. “Amaterasu Mima and Ayame’s carriage is the one behind the locomotive. They are accompanied by a woman named Metsu and a blue-haired youth. The last two carriages are used to store weapons.”

On the screen, the residents of the Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress were all dressed in white, watching the Kari-no-Kami guards with trepidation. Several carriages had been converted into laboratories, where the Kari-no-Kami were forced to draw blood from those inside.

"Loach..."

Wuming was right next to Isaac. He watched as a girl in white, Qiu, stood in front of a blood-covered man and shouted something at the hunters, only to be slapped to the ground.

What's even more alarming is that, contrary to Isaac's assumption, there were no dead people inside. Several people in the blood collection room had already become corpses due to excessive blood loss.

“That Mima guy really doesn’t take me seriously at all,” Isaac said, picking up the walkie-talkie. “Ten Hunters are guarding each of the middle twenty carriages. Do you know what to do?”

"Yes, sir."

“Well…” Isaac took a soft breath.

"Let's do it!"

Swish!

The soldiers moved toward Juncheng with their guns in hand, while the people who had been placing the remote-controlled reconnaissance vehicles took out adhesive bombs from their pockets and stuck them to the doors of each carriage.

"3, 2, 1, go!"

boom!!!!

All the doors of the carriages were blown open instantly, and the huge explosion, along with the shaking of the train, made the people inside scream.

The soldiers quickly rushed into the carriage and opened fire on the distinctly different-dressed hunters.

Tap tap tap tap tap tap!

Sparks flew from the muzzle of guns, and all the hunters inside the carriages were shot dead on the spot by the soldiers who rushed in before they could even react.

Gunshots continued to ring out from within the massive Juncheng.

"Idiots! Didn't I tell you to throw the stun grenades first?!" Isaac yelled into the walkie-talkie from a distance.

"Ah, we're so sorry, we forgot," the soldiers said apologetically.

"Alright, let's report on the damage."

"Report to the General: First Group, all enemy personnel have been eliminated, all hostages are safe, and our side suffered no casualties."

"Second team, all enemy personnel have been eliminated, all hostages are safe, and our side suffered no casualties."

"Third team, all enemy personnel have been eliminated, all hostages are safe, and our side suffered no casualties."

"The fourth group..."

The walkie-talkie crackled to life, announcing that each group had completed its assigned task.

The middle twenty carriages have been completely cleared and the hostages rescued. However, the hunters on both sides of Juncheng had already reacted when the explosion occurred and wanted to move towards the middle two directions to investigate the situation.

However, several soldiers carrying RPGs had already locked onto the outer carriages.

boom!!!!!

Several missiles struck, and all the carriages on both sides exploded, leaving only the twenty carriages in the middle and the carriage where Mei Ma was intact.

Juncheng truly lives up to its reputation as a giant armored train; even if one carriage explodes, the aftershocks won't affect the other carriages.

The reason why Mima's carriage was completely undamaged was because Ayame was sitting inside. Mumei had already rushed into Mima's carriage before the battle began.

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The nameless man had already entered Mima's carriage, pointing a pistol at them. Ayame looked at them with great concern.

The atmosphere had become icy cold. Mie and another blue-haired youth were also pointing guns at Nameless.

“Nameless, I didn’t expect it to be you who came this time…” Mima smiled slightly, seemingly not nervous about her situation.

"Brother, no, Tentori Mima!" Nameless gritted his teeth, staring at the smiling Mima and demanding sharply, "Why did you do this!"

"what do you mean?"

"Why did they target everyone in Kabaneri of the Iron Fortress!?"

“Oh, you mean that? What a stupid question.” Mima’s eyes turned mocking as he looked at the nameless man with disdain. “Of course, it’s to fulfill my dream.”

"Didn't you tell me before that your dream was for everyone to live a happy life?!" The nameless man's body trembled slightly with excitement.

She had always fought alongside Mima Tenryu, driven by his ideal.