Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

Chen has always blamed himself for the incident.

Therefore, at this moment, she absolutely cannot tolerate a similar tragedy happening again!

Unfortunately, not everyone is Chen Huijie.

Faced with Chen's scolding, the guards showed no remorse, only anger.

"Don't think we're afraid of you just because you're Waifan. I advise you to get out of here. What are you doing meddling in the affairs of our Little Hill County?"

A guard brandished his weapon, trying to scare Chen away.

Chen didn't explain why she was mistaken for Vayvan; she simply placed her hand on the hilt of another ordinary sword at her waist, ready to strike.

But soon, Chen noticed something was wrong, his gaze passing over the guards and landing at the far end of the street.

"Hehe, it's really lively. They've actually gathered together on their own initiative, saving us the trouble of looking for them."

Six cadres from the deep pool appeared from the end of the street, strolling slowly towards them as if taking a leisurely walk.

The guards all looked over and, upon discovering that there were only six people from the deep pool, couldn't help but let out a contemptuous sneer.

But as one of the six raised his hand, a terrifying surge of Originium Arts energy brewed in his palm, and the guards' laughter immediately ceased.

Everyone could see how terrifying the spell the person who raised their hand was preparing was; in just the instant they raised their hand, the entire block was enveloped in it.

A resident of Hillshire who had taken cover shouted in terror:

"We're still here, don't drag us into this, aren't we compatriots?"

The Deeppool executives who were using Originium Arts seemed to have heard a huge joke: "Unfortunately, you can only contribute your role as fellow countrymen to Deeppool as a fuse after you die."

"What...what does this mean?"

The residents were stunned.

"That means you were never on the list of survivors from the beginning."

The Originium Arts fluctuations in the palm of the Deep Pool cadre reached their peak, and he pushed his palm forward without hesitation.

A surging heatwave erupted, engulfing everyone on the street, including Chen, with an unstoppable aura of destruction.

Chen Qingliang's shouts echoed through the heatwave.

The crimson sword energy swept across, cleaving the Deep Pool cadre's magic in two and saving the guards and residents at the scene.

However, the buildings on both sides of the street were still inevitably engulfed in flames, and the scorching flames trapped everyone in the middle.

The deep-pool cadre let out a soft exclamation: "There's another troublesome guy."

"Heh heh, looks like your magic isn't that effective, arsonist," another cadre chuckled.

"Poison scholar, you either make a move, or you concoct some poison to make yourself mute," the arsonist retorted coldly.

The poisons expert took out a vial of medicine and shook it twice:

"I've already made my move."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chen's expression changed drastically as he stood in the sea of ​​fire:

"My hands... are numb."

Chapter 549 Melee

"Hold your breath, there's poison gas!"

Chen immediately turned around and reminded the residents behind him.

To Chen's shock, the residents rushed out of their shelters and knelt before the six cadres of Shenchi, kowtowing repeatedly and begging for their lives.

The guards on the other side were pale-faced and showed no intention of resisting. They turned around and used their weapons and magic to clear a path through the sea of ​​fire, fleeing far away.

"This city is truly... utterly rotten, *Lungmen profanity*!"

Chen muttered a curse under his breath.

She then immediately composed herself and focused intently on the six deep-pool cadres in front of her.

Whether it was Qi Yan's request or the current situation, Chen was very clear that she absolutely could not tolerate these six guys continuing their actions.

Knowing they lacked the support of the main force of Deeppool and could not effectively control Xiaoqiu County, the six of them clearly intended to completely wipe out Xiaoqiu County.

Afterwards, with just a few arrangements, the blame for the Little Hill County massacre could easily be pinned on the garrison, leaving no one to testify against it.

Deeppool never intended to occupy Little Hill County.

"You won't get away with this!"

Chen held the Crimson Cloud sword, held his breath, and assumed a fighting stance.

The arsonist looked at Chen Jianyi's figure as if he had seen some interesting toy.

He deliberately raised his hand, pointing it again at the pleading residents:

"Don't worry, I won't kill you right away. I'll make you watch as your righteous indignation backfires."

Another heatwave struck, engulfing the residents who were pleading for help.

Chen tried to stop him, but was stopped by a burly man among the deep pool cadres:

"I regret to inform you, madam, that what you have done is not a just act."

Let me introduce myself. My code name is "The Orator." I can see that beneath your resolute heart lies a trace of uncertainty about the future. I yearn for communication, and I am willing to engage in a dialogue with you.

Chen was preoccupied with the residents and had no time to waste on this rambling fellow. He swept his sword, Chixiao, towards the man's neck.

The orator retreated to avoid the crimson sky, feigning elegance as he said:

"Madam, do you know the meaning of war, and do you know the meaning of the deep pool?"

Chen was anxious and rushed toward the residents who were about to be swallowed by the heatwave without replying, but was once again blocked by the eloquent speaker who had come forward again.

With two consecutive delays, the heatwave had already reached the residents.

Chen could clearly see the terrified expressions on those people's faces.

But it was too late for her to stop it.

The residents' terrified screams, along with the suppressed chuckles of the six deep-water officials, mingled together, bringing Chen's anger to a near-peak.

At the critical moment, the whistling shells and etched bullets arrived almost simultaneously.

The explosion of the shells forced six Deeppool officers back, while the etched bullets easily shattered the Originium Arts of the arsonists.

"We regret that we are a little late in order to use you to intimidate the guards, six friends who have come from afar."

ACE, shield and warhammer in hand, charged in front of Chen and swung the hammer at the Orator’s shoulder.

The orator grunted and stumbled back to the other five people.

The horn followed closely behind, blocking the way for the residents, and deliberately said:

"Your ambitions seem to have been exposed too early. I will protect these residents, and your Deeppool plot will be completely exposed, turning you into a target of resistance from all the Tara people."

“Victorian soldiers”

The orator recognized the horn's uniform and his tone immediately turned sinister: "I didn't expect that there would be such stubborn people like you in Little Hill County. But aren't you being a little too confident?"

There are only four of you, while there are six of us.

Upon hearing this, Outcast opened the magazine of his revolver and chuckled:

"Then guess how many bullets are in my revolver?"

"Unfortunately, I didn't see a single bullet," the orator scoffed.

"Don't worry, you'll see soon enough, and each of you will get a share."

Outcast pulled six etched bullets, gleaming with a cold metallic sheen, from his ammunition pouch at his waist and said unhurriedly:

"I never thought I would meet you here. Maybe it was Qi Yan who guided me, or maybe it was something else."

But in short, I feel disgusted by your familiar names; I've seen you countless times before.

“It seems you know us, so you should understand that you will die here,” the orator said coldly.

"Want to make a bet?" Outcast's smile remained unchanged.

Having said that, neither side wasted any more words and immediately went to war.

The Orator tried to rush forward, but was forcibly stopped by the Ace, whose warhammer slammed down on the Orator's head with a whooshing sound.

Chen gritted his teeth and focused his gaze on the poison scholar, his Crimson Sky Sword Qi surging forth.

The bugle sounded in front of the residents, and the cannons unleashed their full force, blasting the remaining cadres of Shenchi into a sorry state.

The arsonist roared, "I'll hold off this white wolf! Prisoner and accountant, you two go and wipe out the residents! Robber, you deal with that Sakota. You must kill her before she finishes reloading!"

"I don't need you to give orders!"

The bandits who were named first criticized their own teammates before they began their respective actions.

The horn raised its shield to block the arsonist's spell, glaring at the prisoners and the accountant:

"Come on, try to get past me!"

With the roar of the horn, she fired all the ammunition in her cannon at once.

The deafening roar and the explosion knocked over prisoners and accountants, but the oncoming shock was forcibly blocked by the horn and shield, ensuring that the residents behind were not harmed in the slightest.

"It's a terrifying tactic, but how are you going to face me now?"

The arsonist crossed the blast radius and attacked the Horn again.

But as soon as he rushed to the horn, a bad feeling arose in his heart.

The sound of a sword being drawn echoed as Horn drew his massive Originium-powered sword from his waist and slashed through the arsonist's chest.

The arsonist retreated in a disheveled state, but a triumphant smile appeared on his face:

"Look behind you, White Wolf."

The horn turned its head and saw that the prisoners and accountants it had just driven back had already charged at the group of residents again.

This made the bugle's heart sink to the bottom.

It was far too difficult for her to protect the civilians from three deep-pool officials all by herself.

It was too late for the horn to return to defend; the arsonist wiped the blood from his chest and charged towards her using Originium Arts.

The hopes that had just begun to emerge in the residents' hearts were extinguished once again.

They were powerless to resist the prisoners and accountants.

"Give it to me, go back!"

A sharp cry was followed by the sound of a wall collapsing.

The massive city-breaking spear pierced through all obstacles, forcibly creating a non-existent passage, allowing its master to successfully reach the two prisoners and the residents.

Bagpipe's long, bright orange hair stood out on the battlefield. In the chamber of the siege spear in her hand, Originium shells roared, igniting in their closed state to generate unparalleled propulsion.

This unique fighting style, or rather, unique to the bagpipes, sent chills down the spines of both prisoners and accountants.

With the force of the recoil from the city-breaking spear, the bagpipes thrust the spear forward, even creating ripples in the air in front of them.

The prisoners and accountants fled in panic, barely avoiding the bagpipes' attack, but were still blown away by the shockwave from the breaching spears.

"Captain, Bagpipes, return to the team!"

"Why are you back?" The horn forced the arsonist back, and he was initially delighted, but then became anxious.

Bagpipes flashed his signature goofy grin and explained:

“I’ve already sent the informant out of the city. Then we ran into Captain Kelly, whom I met once before, on the way. He said he had evidence that the garrison had stolen Originium artifacts and illegally modified them. So the two of us headed to Lentinium together.”

The bugle breathed a few times, then said irritably:

"I'm asking how you got back?"

"Mission accomplished, of course I should return to the team." Bagpipe still hadn't reacted.

horn:"……"

Her original intention was to get the innocent girl, Bagpipe, away from this unpredictable battlefield as soon as possible.

"Enough, now is not the time to talk about these things."