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"We will get that city! Make it our city! Give Ursus a hard slap in the face! Let it listen to our voices! So get ready, get ready for our victory! Soldiers!! Get ready for the victory that will surely come after today!!"

"Claude? Et!!...Claude? Et! Claude? Et!! Claude? Et!,! Claude? Et!!..."

This was the only sound left in the entire world; everything else was suppressed.

PS: I wrote a paragraph about giving a speech, but I am not very confident about it, so it may not be very good, please bear with me. (.??)

The Rise of the Integration Movement: Chapter 76

At first, no one paid attention to this matter. It was just an Ursus warship coming to the city for supplies. This situation was common because of Chernobyl's developed heavy industry. Many Ursus troops would come here to replenish weapons, equipment, Originium ammunition and other supplies.

It was just that those lowly infected people suddenly appeared in greater numbers on the streets. The city's military and police would quickly drive them away and not let them taint the city.

It's just that some ignorant infected people dared to resist, and they will be suppressed soon. The leader will be executed, and the others will be sent to the mines.

But...

It was not until the shells landed in the ranks of the military and police, and until the checkpoints collapsed under the bombardment, that they realized what had happened - the enemy had attacked Ursus! !

The officer at the checkpoint was sweating and pale. He had just accepted a bribe and let the warship in without carefully checking its serial number. He thought that no matter how daring the enemy was, they would not dare to forge an Ursus warship. But the dense black-armored soldiers rushing down from the warship had nothing to do with the Ursus soldiers.

At the same time, the manhole cover of Chernobyl was opened, and one infected person after another rushed out from it. The scattered soldiers and police patrolling everywhere were immediately besieged and wiped out in an instant. Some infected soldiers wearing black cloaks and holding daggers guided these infected people, directing them to attack various traffic arteries, blocking the roads and delaying the support speed of the Ursus military and police.

At this time, Lyudmila had just pulled her dagger out of the police chief's neck and wiped the blood off his clothes. Looking at the obese police chief, she showed disgust in her eyes. As the main person in charge of a city's violent organization, this guy was so fat that he was about to fall off his chair. I don't know how much of the people's money he had eaten to get to this point. If she had stabbed his heart just now, she might not even be able to kill him.

Clicking the communicator on her shoulder, she asked her teammates.

"Debrief the situation."

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"Target No. 1 has been resolved, the signal tower has been destroyed, and the communication between the city hall and the police station has been cut off."

"The explosives have been installed, the streets have been cleared, and no innocent people will be injured or killed..."

"Target No. 4 has been resolved, and all accompanying personnel have been eliminated."

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"Captain! Target No. 2 has escaped! He fled from North Elm Street, and I was stopped and couldn't catch up with him!"

Lyudmila frowned, turned the button on the communicator slightly, and switched to another channel.

"Faust, Target 2 is escaping westward on North Elm Street. Can you stop him?"

"Leave it to me." The neat and clear response from the young Fidelia came from the communicator.

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Cherenko was running on the road with a panicked look on his face. He was the Minister of Transport of Chernobyl. Early this morning, the city's traffic was inexplicably in chaos. There were traffic jams everywhere, and explosions occurred in some places, almost causing the entire city's road system to stop functioning.

He had been in this position for 13 years and could tell at a glance that someone was causing trouble. Although he didn't know who was causing trouble, he still wanted to rush to the relevant department as soon as possible to improve the traffic conditions on the road. However, he was attacked on the road. The attackers were well-trained and used Originium bombs to blow up his vehicle. When he and his bodyguards finally climbed out, the attackers had already surrounded them and cut their throats with daggers like slaughtering pigs.

At the critical moment, he climbed out of the trunk of the car. Fortunately, there was a team of military police nearby. After receiving his call for help, they quickly came to stop the pursuers. He did not dare to stay there for long and quickly fled along Yushu North Street.

He didn't know how long he had been running, but he was now panting like a cow, his lungs were about to burst, his collar was soaked with cold sweat, and he didn't know where his thick fur hat was thrown. His hair was wet on his forehead, and he looked around. He knew the roads in this city very well, and he knew that if he walked a little further, he would reach the Transportation Bureau. Only when he got there would he be truly safe.

Just as he was about to continue on his way, he suddenly found a shadow emerging in the alley on his side. It was blurry and he couldn't see what it was. In the blink of an eye, the shadow had already approached him. Just as he was about to run away, the steel crossbow butt hit him in the face, causing him to fall to the ground with a buzzing sound in his head.

It was not until then that the shadow that had turned into two in his eyes dissipated, revealing a young man from Fidelia. He looked young, but his eyes were colder than ice.

Faust took two steps forward and kicked the man in the face with the steel-plated boot on his right foot, knocking him unconscious. Then he made a gesture, and two crossbowmen immediately stepped forward and dragged the man into the alley.

20 minutes later……

"Minister, are you really okay? Do you not need us to pick you up?"

"It's okay, you don't have to come. I'm at home now. There's nothing serious here, just a few infected people causing trouble. Let everyone else retreat, and there's no need to issue an alarm."

"Ok, I see."

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Putting down the terminal, Cherenko looked at the young man in front of him and the crossbowman behind him with a complicated expression. They were well-equipped and well-trained, and obviously not ordinary infected people, but they sneaked into the city without revealing any news. I really don't know how they did it.

"I have done as you said..."

Two crossbowmen came forward, grabbed his arms, and dragged him to the back of the building. A biting chill suddenly surged in his heart, and the shadow of death seemed to have enveloped him.

But he was not pierced through the heart by a sharp blade. Instead, he was tied to a pillar and tied up tightly with ropes all over his body, even his feet were not spared, and a ball of rags was stuffed into his mouth.

"You won't die, at least not now. We will deal with you after we have investigated your affairs thoroughly."

A voice floated over from the front. He stretched his head over the pillar and tried his best to see, but found that the open space between the buildings was empty and the crossbowmen had left at some point.

Only sparse footprints were left, scattered in the dust.

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"Block it! Block it! Don't retreat!!"

An officer was yelling loudly, swinging the whip in his hand, beating the retreating soldiers. But they still retreated one after another, with fear on their faces. Screams were heard from the front from time to time, and soldiers were thrown into the air one by one, turning into broken limbs.

A giant about three meters tall, with red light flashing in his eyes. Every time he swung the weapon in his hand, several soldiers would be killed. Their armor was as fragile as paper under the scarlet light in his hand. Advancing with him were the shield guards in the army that the Ursus people were most familiar with, but they had no Ursus symbol on them, only a red scarf tied on their arm. They kept squeezing the formation of the Ursus military and police, forcing them to retreat continuously and making them lose the last bit of courage they had.

A small number of Iron Guards were among the Shield Guards. They raised their weapons high and swung them down from the shields of the Shield Guards. This simple action was like digging the ground, but it had terrible killing power. The big axe cut the enemy in two, the sledgehammer crushed them into meat paste, and the long spears and spears picked them up one by one. They slaughtered the enemy with amazing efficiency. The casualties of the Ursus soldiers became more and more serious. It was not until 1/3 of them died that they could no longer hold the line. The first person to escape was chopped down by their leader, but the leader was then drowned by the waves of soldiers.

Once the rout began, there was basically no chance of resistance. Many of the fleeing Ursus soldiers and police were shot down by crossbows from behind, and the remaining surrendered soldiers were disarmed by the Reunion fighters and put under centralized custody.

The Patriot paused for a moment, and the shield guard next to him turned on the communicator on his shoulder. His fingers were too thick to use this delicate device, so he had to ask the soldier next to him to do it for him.

"Area 1 has been cleared. There are no more enemies here."

After Rhodes Island's treatment, the sound from his throat was no longer as hoarse as before.

"Well done. There are military and police deployed on the main street between Area 2 and Area 3. Lead your troops and defeat them from behind. I'll send you the route." Claude's low voice came from the communicator with a rustling sound of electricity.

"clear."

Bozhukas led his troops and marched along the street. He would not ask other nonsense. For him, he only accepted orders and won the war. This was what he should do.

And now he knows clearly that he has a war that he must win.

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The resistance of Ursus in the city was being compressed towards the center. The number of enemies far exceeded theirs, and each of them was an elite soldier, far more well-trained than the military and police who had stayed in the mobile city for too long. Moreover, their command system had long been paralyzed and they could not receive any orders from above. Resistance was extremely difficult, and they were driven towards the city center in scattered pieces by the integration movement.

When they arrived at the core city, they discovered to their despair that there was an army waiting for them long ago.

Claude stood at the front of the team, surrounded by 700 silent iron guards and the 200-plus snow monster squad. Faust's crossbowmen had already ambushed on the surrounding floors, and in the center was a group of hundreds of gunners, who operated Originium cannons in pairs. It could be said that those here were the elite among the elite.

Looking at the soldiers and policemen who were crowded together without even forming a formation, Claude raised his left hand and clenched his fist.

The biting ice fog immediately spread to the opposite side. The warlocks of the Snow Monster Team created a layer of ice on the ground and quickly circled behind them on a sled. The silent Iron Guards began to move, and their orderly footsteps on the ground were like thunder. The steel wall they formed rolled over the opposite army.

The gunners had already adjusted the firing angles. Before the two armies came into contact, they had already loaded the shells into the barrels, then locked the bolts and pulled the mechanism. The Originium shells fell, turning the Ursus soldiers into minced meat all over the ground, creating one blank after another of blood plasma and meat paste in their crowded formation.

Claude walked at the front of the Iron Guards. He was not used to hiding behind the soldiers unless it was necessary. This was the case when he was the legion commander. And this was such a glorious opportunity, how could he let it go?

The blonde knight put on the armor of the Reunion Movement to hide her face. She held a shield on the left side of Claude. The white-haired Carter girl carried the cold ice and snow, and she moved with Claude on the right side. Her powerful strength caused a small blizzard on the battlefield, but it did not have any effect on the Iron Guards.

The javelin in Claude's hand was wrapped with violent lightning. After several years of hard practice, his Originium skills were no longer the same. The dazzling lightning made it almost impossible for others to look directly at it. It wrapped around him, making him look like the god of thunder. The lightning in his hand was compressed again and again, gradually changing from golden to red-white, like a series of lightning snakes, struggling and roaring in his hand.

This made him extremely conspicuous on the battlefield, and crossbow arrows were shot at him one after another, but the knight next to him easily blocked these attacks.

He raised the lightning spear, pulled it behind him, stretched his whole body, and threw it out with force. The lightning spear broke through the air, tearing the surrounding air, forming a huge air wave, blowing away the fallen leaves on the ground. Then it pierced into the formation of the military and police with unstoppable force, plowing a road of death composed of charred bones, flesh and screams.

At this point, the array of Iron Guards plunged fiercely into the heart of the enemy, advancing as fast as a hot knife into butter, leaving only death in their wake.

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The surrendered Ursus soldiers were stripped of all their weapons, armor and even coats, and shivered in the cold wind, but they did not dare to make any unnecessary movements. The soldiers of the Integration Movement were surrounding them, their eyes like those of wolves, ready to kill anyone who did not obey their orders.

Because of the huge chaos, there were many people who took advantage of the situation. Some of them were infected, and some were not infected. They wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune, killing, arson, rape and looting in the city. All of them were arrested by the soldiers.

Claude walked along the main road in the center of the city. Guys who thought they could do whatever they wanted were constantly caught on the roadside and then beheaded. As he walked along, hundreds of heads were chopped off on the roadside and the blood flowed into the sewer. Among them were both infected and non-infected people.

The blood flowed across the road, bringing the dust on it into the dirty and dark underground. On the ground, the sun was shining brightly, making people drowsy and making the soldiers' black armor warm.

The Rise of the Integration Movement: Chapter 77 Doctor

Several teams from Rhodes Island were advancing towards the city at war, but they did not encounter any obstacles. All the soldiers of the Reunion Movement avoided them under orders, and not even a single soldier had seen them. They arrived at their destination unimpeded, and it was so smooth that it seemed a little unreal to them.

After entering the sarcophagus, the medical team quickly got busy, adjusting the data of the instruments and trying to wake up the sleeping person. All the work was carried out in a busy and orderly manner. Ace led his team members to set up a defense line at the entrance to prevent irrelevant people from entering.

After a while, following Kal'tsit's orders, the sarcophagus began to release waste gases, and various medicines were injected into the body to awaken the body's functions. Then, with a slight mechanical sound, the lid of the sarcophagus slid to the side. Kal'tsit immediately stepped forward, and his elite medical team also immediately climbed up the stairs with various instruments, especially a green-haired Adaklis girl, who lifted the heavy instruments from the bottom of the stairs with one hand and placed them on the stairs.

The staff in her hand was also eye-catching, with a heavy metal striking part and a slender handle, looking more like a two-handed war hammer. She put her head into the sarcophagus with curiosity, wanting to see what this legendary doctor looked like.

But she was destined to be disappointed. The figure lying in the sarcophagus was not tall, but he was wearing a white robe and his face was covered tightly with a breathing mask, so that even his gender could not be seen.

"Don't be stunned. Closely monitor the doctor's physical condition."

Kal'tsit's words brought her back to her senses. After all, she was a trained doctor, so she immediately started her work and put the two-handed combat...staff aside.

The heart rate displayed on the instrument next to him was always fluctuating, and even became a straight line at one point. The doctors in Rhode Island tried their best, but the doctor's body was very weak and many effective drugs could not withstand it, so they could only use a gentler method, which made the whole rescue process very long and tortuous.

The Adaklesian girl named Gavial lay directly on the sarcophagus and performed CPR on the doctor. Every time she pressed down with her hands, the doctor's head and feet would lift up, looking like she was going to break him in half, which made the doctors around very worried, but they did not dare to stop her.

"Dr. Kelsey, there is a special situation."

The voice of ace suddenly came from the headset, which immediately attracted Kal'tsit's attention. She waved to others to continue the rescue mission, and then pressed the communication button on the headset.

"What special situation?"

"Mr. Claude came here suddenly and said he wanted to see the doctor." Ace's tone sounded strange.

"Why did he come here suddenly? Isn't the war still going on?" Kal'tsit was also surprised. When they first came in, the city was still in full swing. As a general, how could he have time to come here? Just to satisfy his curiosity?

"He, he said the war has subsided." Ace's words came from the headset hesitantly. Kal'tsit's pupils shrank slightly, she understood what this meant... the city now belonged to their ally.

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Claude looked at the small entrance to the basement with interest. He didn't expect that the famous doctor would stay in this place, but he believed that there must be something else inside.

Seeing Ace nodded twice while pressing the headset and then looking at him, he also concentrated and waited for the other party's response.

"Mr. Claude, please come in."

Claude smiled and nodded at him, then turned to look at Charles behind him.

"Take the others and wait here. I'll be out in about 10 minutes."

The captain of the guard saluted to Claude, and then stood opposite Ace like a statue. Dozens of iron guards surrounded the basement.

Ace heaved a sigh of relief. Originally, he was the one who should have said this. After all, he couldn't let too many people know the doctor's true identity.

Claude walked past Ace, reached out and patted his shoulder, and laughed at him.

"When you return to Rhode Island, I will treat you to a drink. Come to our place and drink as much as you want."

"Okay, I'll call them all when we get back." Ace also smiled brightly.

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Claude's footsteps are very unique, neither fast nor slow, neither light nor heavy, and very personal. Anyone who has been with him for a while can tell when he is coming by the sound of his footsteps.

Claude walked in from the entrance and saw a wide space. On the platform in the middle was a unique instrument that looked like a stone coffin.

Turning his head slightly, he saw Kal'tsit and Miss Amiya.

"I'm sorry to trouble you. I think my request is very troubling to you."

Amiya shook her head quickly.

"No, this is just a small matter. Thanks to Mr. Claude, we were able to find the doctor so smoothly. This operation is almost risk-free. We can never do it with our own strength."

"But I was still a little rash, although I am indeed curious about what kind of person the doctor is." As he spoke, he shifted his gaze to the sarcophagus. The doctors were still busy.

"That doctor still failed to save the patient?"

"The doctor hasn't woken up yet. He has been in the sarcophagus for three years. These three years have made his body extremely weak. It will take some time to prepare." Kal'tsit adjusted her mask. Time was not urgent now, so she was not anxious.

"Oh, there's one more thing. I'm here to inform you that a natural disaster may break out here. We preheated the city a few days ago. What's interesting is that the people in charge of this work were transferred from their jobs early on, which provides us with a lot of convenience. We should be able to leave this area before the natural disaster strikes."

"Is it really too late?" Amiya was stunned. She had no idea how this could be done.

"Indeed, we have enough time. I have accurate intelligence sources, so we pre-empted the attack on the city before we attacked. Thanks to the actions of some people with ulterior motives, the city's administrative system has long been paralyzed, with only a few officials left here. So you don't have to worry, we will be able to withdraw from the disaster area soon."

"I mainly want to inform your land ships not to fall behind and to move with us. We will make plans after we reach a safe area."

While they were talking, an urgent cry suddenly came from the sarcophagus, attracting their attention.

"Dr. Kal'tsit! The doctor's heart rate has dropped again, his body temperature is too low!!"

"Hexamethasone 20cc, push it in, fast!"

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