Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

"Once those people from Rhodes Island are caught, don't listen to their nonsense. Just lock them up in prison and then find an opportunity to secretly get rid of them."

"And Blackie, once she brings the young lady back, she'll be of no use anymore. We'll deal with her and her mercenary group together, to avoid leaving any future trouble."

A fierce thought flashed through Kronin's mind. His glasses gleamed slightly in the sunlight streaming through the window, and his eyes, hidden behind them, were filled with murderous intent and icy coldness.

After giving instructions to his subordinates, Kronin looked up at the wall clock, then turned and put on his coat.

"Get the car ready, it's time to head to the amusement park's main broadcasting station to fool those tourists."

The subordinate nodded in agreement and quickly left the room to make preparations.

A moment later, a black luxury car pulled up outside the city hall.

One of his men trotted up to Kronin and reported:

"Sir, the car is ready."

Kronin nodded, walked out of the city hall, and looked around:

"It's really quiet here. There are no tourists on this street. After all, it's the city hall, and there aren't many entertainment facilities around."

He straightened his crisp suit and strode toward the car.

Before he could get close, he heard a whooshing sound rapidly approaching from a distance.

"Mr. Kronin, watch out!"

Before Kronin could react, he was tackled to the ground by his men.

In the chaos, Kronin witnessed his car being pierced by a two-meter-long iron rod. The terrifying force tore the car apart, turning it into countless fragments that flew everywhere.

Kronin was completely dumbfounded.

He only snapped back to reality when the burn from the shards of the car on his cheek stung him.

Looking up, at the end of the quiet street, a group of people appeared menacingly.

The white-haired Rupert, who was at the head of the group, was laughing loudly:

"The old man's shot was accurate! Everyone, go for it! You guys take care of the rest. Leave that blue-haired Liboli to me and the Doctor!"

"Enemy attack! Quick, reinforcements needed!"

The city hall immediately sounded the alarm, and a large number of security personnel poured out, surrounding and protecting Kronin.

As Kronin got up from the ground, still shaken, the terminal in his pocket vibrated.

He raised his hand to answer the call, and upon hearing the report from inside, his face immediately turned ashen, as if he had eaten a few piles of excrement.

"Your mercenary group failed, why didn't you notify me immediately? I've already been approached by people!"

After venting his anger, Kronin forced himself to calm down.

His gaze swept over the throng of people around him, then he carefully examined Qi Yan and the others who rushed over.

They were definitely outnumbered; only the tall, masked enemy and the mountain-sized Originium bug seemed to pose a threat.

But it's only a threat.

Kronin relaxed and gave the order into the terminal:

"I'm giving you a chance to redeem yourselves. Head to the city hall immediately and launch a pincer attack on the enemy from both the front and rear!"

The mercenary group member inside the terminal remained silent for a moment, then suggested:

"Why don't you hurry up and escape? We need to hide in the shadows and rescue the head while things are in chaos, then we'll prepare to escape Siesta."

"What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Kronin immediately flew into a rage, but the busy tone coming from the terminal seemed to reveal the mercenary group's resolute determination.

Kronin took a deep breath, smashed the terminal on the ground, and snarled:

"What are you all standing there for? Charge! Take down those thugs!"

Chapter 214 Do you know Pei Bu?

Kronin escaped in a very sorry state.

He was originally a trusted aide to Mayor Herman of Siesta, having been promoted by Herman in his youth and gradually risen to his current position.

In Siesta, he was a well-known assistant to the mayor and the undisputed second-in-command of Siesta.

Some people even gossiped that Hermann only had one daughter, who lived a secluded life and didn't seem like someone he was grooming to be his successor.

Kronen has a high probability of becoming the next leader of Siesta.

Therefore, almost everyone in Siesta City trusted Kronen completely.

Kronin showed no outward sign of it, but he was secretly very pleased with himself.

In his self-satisfaction, his ambition began to swell, and he was no longer satisfied with obediently following Hermann's orders. He began to conceive his own grand plans.

This dissatisfaction erupted into a frenzied rage after Hermann ordered a ban on obsidian mining and used all the revenue generated by the obsidian industry to subsidize those infected with carnage.

He began to secretly cultivate his own power.

He began to conceal the increasingly serious monitoring reports of the volcano.

He wants to create a completely new Siesta, free of infected people, dedicated solely to serving the wealthy!

Unfortunately, just as he was about to succeed, Hermann's daughter, who had little presence in the public eye but was the true heiress of Siesta, started causing trouble.

They not only discovered the volcano's anomalies, but also found a group of helpers.

The actions of that organization called Rhodes Island greatly displeased Kronin.

At this point, the other party actually turned hostile and came to his city hall to cause trouble.

How dare they?

Especially the white-haired Luper who was leading the charge, he just grinned and charged forward. Didn't he see all the people on his side?

There's something fishy about those Rhodes Island people!

That tall, masked guy actually uprooted a streetlight with a casual flick of his wrist?!

Why is that tall, upright old man holding a long sword not drawing his sword? Is he preparing to use the scabbard to deal with them?

Where did that sound of something cutting through the air come from?

Holy crap, even streetlights can go missing?!

Fortunately, the streetlight was probably too heavy, causing the accuracy to be somewhat lacking; at this angle, it would clearly hit the area in front of us...

A deafening roar, almost shattering his eardrums, filled Kronin's ears.

His body flew high into the air uncontrollably.

But he was not lonely, because everyone around him was thrown back by the force of the streetlight hitting the ground, briefly embracing freedom.

He felt as if this strike could pierce through the stars.

The feeling of weightlessness made Kronin feel nauseous. In a daze, he fell back into the embrace of the earth, his internal organs screaming in pain.

At that moment, he understood where the other party's confidence in coming to his door came from.

Overwhelming in combat strength.

"Cough...cough..."

Kronin struggled to his feet and saw that the Rupert that had rushed up was also thrown to the ground by the force of the streetlight. Without hesitation, he scrambled to his feet and ran away.

"Stop them...cough cough, we'll stop them even if it kills us!"

Kronin didn't know whether he was terrified or shaken, but his whole body was in pain.

The city hall security personnel struggled to their feet.

After all, they were military personnel, and their physiques were much stronger than that of Kronin, a civilian employee. Although they were also in a bad mood, they had not yet lost their fighting ability.

Despite their reluctance, they had no choice but to brace themselves and meet the Rhodes Island team after receiving Kronin's instructions.

After all, judging from the other party's posture, they didn't intend to actually kill anyone.

Disobeying orders could lead to job loss or even expulsion from Siesta, which could be fatal!

The two sides were on the verge of clash. The massive city hall security personnel faced off against the Rhodes Island group, like a stream crashing against a rock, unable to budge it no matter how hard they tried.

In his dazed state, Qi Yan felt someone grab his clothes and drag him out of the area where the two sides were fighting.

"You white-haired dog, don't you understand the concept of tact?"

The doctor pulled Qi Yan up from the ground and shouted at Kronin, who was desperately fleeing in the distance, "Stop rolling your eyes! Get back to reality, or he'll get away!"

Qi Yan patted his face, trying to regain his senses from the dizziness, and refocused his eyes.

"Quick, chase after him! If he gets away, I, Qi Xiaobai, will be utterly humiliated!"

Qi Yan let out a strange cry and took off chasing after him.

Ahead, Kronin dragged his aching body and fled in a sorry state, while behind him, two weaklings chased after him, panting heavily.

Kronin was completely panicked at this point, and dared not stop to try to resist. He subconsciously ran towards the crowd.

He thought that in crowded places, these thugs would definitely be more cautious.

Seeing that he had successfully left the streets near the city hall and reached a crowded area, Kronin immediately shouted for help:

"Someone please help me! I'm Cronin, the mayor's assistant in Siesta. I broadcast this to you guys every day."

I'm being attacked by terrorists! Whoever helps me stop them, I'll give you money and even let you enjoy free lifetime travel to Siesta!

The tourists were stunned by the scene before them, and instinctively wanted to help after hearing Kronin's identity.

But when they heard him say that Qi Yan and his companion were terrorists, the tourists immediately stopped and even moved aside.

Seeing this, Kronin wished he could slap himself.

"I'll give you money, one million!"

Kronen also tried to use money to help the tourists overcome their fear.

Upon hearing this, Qi Yan took a deep breath and shouted:

"That's right, we are the strongest terrorists on this continent. Ever heard of the beach umbrella company? I am Mr. K. Anyone who dares to help me will have God come to their house for free the next day!"

Several tourists who had been swayed by Kronin's enormous promises recoiled as if electrocuted the moment they took their first step.

The distance between tourists and the crowd increased by several meters again.

Kronin was so angry he almost spat out a mouthful of blood, and turned around to shout angrily:

"You're talking nonsense! You're clearly... Ouch!"

As he turned to speak, he tripped on the steps by the roadside and fell more than a meter away.

Ignoring the pain, he scrambled to his feet and ran desperately toward the amusement park.

There was another group of his men over there, organizing the Obsidian Music Festival that was about to be held in the amusement park, which had now become his last lifeline.

The three of them, one in front and two behind, chased each other and quickly approached the amusement park.

Kronin was filled with regret. He had impulsively smashed the terminal, otherwise, with a single communication, his men in the amusement park would have rushed out to rescue him.

Frustrated, Kronin finally made it to the amusement park entrance. He shoved his way through the queue and prepared to rush in.

As a result, an elderly man in a security guard uniform stopped him directly:

"What are you doing here? Don't you know how to queue?"

Faced with the security guard's overflowing professionalism, Kronin was out of breath and angrily said:

"I am Kronin!"

"What Ning?"

"Kronin!"

"What do you mean, 'ke ning'?"

"My darn thing!"

"You dare to scold me?!"

The security guard's hearing suddenly returned to normal, and he angrily prepared to grab Cronin.