Rifle charge in Ark, but without a mount

Claude could clearly feel the other party's mood at the time. He was so arrogant and confident. In his eyes, the Integration Movement was as weak and lowly as an ant, so he did not want to, nor did he bother to conceal his whereabouts.

Claude liked this situation very much, or rather, he welcomed it very much. He sincerely hoped that all enemies would have this mentality. It was like a ferocious and proud beast that rushed into the woods without any scruples, not knowing that the hunter had already set a trap in front of it.

Now he has a plan to hunt this arrogant and powerful beast. What the beast doesn't know is that the hunter already knows everything about him. In order to be sure of success, he needs the help of several powerful companions.

"Begin evacuating soldiers and civilians. If you want to use an excuse... say that there is serious Originium contamination and clear the area. Don't evacuate them all at once. Do it in batches and slowly."

Claude looked at the area on the map that was located at the corner of the mobile city. There were not many soldiers and civilians in this place, so even if they were all evacuated, it would not attract much attention.

In order to lure the cunning beast into the trap, a bait is needed. This bait must be tempting enough to make him put aside all his concerns and break into this area.

Claude turned on his communication terminal, tuned to several fixed channels, and spoke into each of them. Then he got into his car surrounded by the Iron Guards. The bodies of the soldiers were also properly collected. It seemed that he could not find the culprit and could only give up.

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Buckbalf received an order from his captain, which was an order from the general, asking them to evacuate all residents of the Ash Basin area. Without any hesitation, he immediately devoted himself to his mission.

He was so tall that most Ursusians were even a head shorter than him. With the heavy armor of the Iron Guard and the huge battle axe in his hand, he looked like a fortress made of steel. He was so proud and proud because he was the Iron Guard, the most powerful warrior in the entire legion.

He was absolutely confident that even the best troops of Ursus could not compete with them. Long before he joined the Reunion Movement, he crushed the head of a patrol member with his hands. After several years of training and battlefield experience, he had already become a qualified Iron Guard.

All the residents here were called out. Their number was not large, only a few hundred people. They looked at these elite warriors uneasily. Although they had been explained long ago, such a scene still made them think of many bad things, so they trembled with fear and anxiety.

Buckbalf looked at them, at these weak Ursus people. But he knew he should protect them, because he was also weak in the past, and would also feel uneasy about his future. There was no essential difference between him and them.

His captain stepped forward and once again issued orders to the restless crowd, while also allowing the residents to take their valuables from their homes in order to calm their emotions.

This measure was very effective. Some residents resisted the order because they were worried that their valuables would be stolen if they left. After two more checks to confirm that all the residents were present, they gave each resident a mask to prevent Originium infection. According to their mission, they would then pass through the contaminated area and evacuate all the residents to other parts of the city.

The residents were organized into columns of five, and the Iron Guards and soldiers surrounded them and took them out of the area. They didn't know what their fate would be, but so far, there was no place that made them feel that they had encountered a tragic experience.

As the soldiers left, the next day, the leader of the Reunion Movement, Talulah, came to this area. Relying on the strong and solid fortifications here, she established the headquarters of the Reunion Movement. At the same time, she gathered engineering and technical personnel from the entire city to try to clear the Originium pollution here.

This is completely understandable. After all, this place was originally a garrison fortress with the most complete defense mechanism in the entire city. Choosing this place as the headquarters is certainly a correct decision. But the puzzling thing is that other cadres of the integration movement are not stationed here permanently.

Another day passed, and the Integration Movement took deeper roots in this city.

Rise of the Integration Movement: Chapter 81 Cleaning

The city of Chernobyl has entered a stage of military control. A small number of the previous military police have become prisoners, and most of them died on the battlefield. So the order of the city is now maintained by the soldiers of the Integration Movement.

The residents of this city soon discovered that their lives were no different from before. The integration movement in the war city did not involve looting, burning, or plundering, and no one came to their homes to extort money. Although they could not leave the city because the mobile city was in motion, their activities within the city were not restricted. They could go to hospitals, shops, parks, and anywhere else they wanted, as long as they did not leave the city.

When soldiers are in charge of the operation of the city, there will always be various problems. For example, it is difficult for them to do their job as police officers. They have not learned all the skills required to be a qualified police officer, so when faced with various crimes, if the criminals do not surrender to them, they will not hesitate to use their swords to solve the problem.

This is not a long-term solution, but there is no better way now. It can only serve as a temporary substitute. However, the public security in Chernobyl has indeed improved. Anyone who wants to commit a crime must consider whether it is worth sacrificing his life for it.

The dark and damp sewers were thoroughly cleaned, and the garbage inside was thrown out and burned. The infected people lived in dry and spacious rooms, with sufficient light every day, making their faces no longer so pale. They actively participated in the construction of the city. The ruins of houses shattered by shells were carefully cleaned up, and new buildings were built on them. Various facilities in the planting plots were restarted, and vegetables and food were grown in them.

The various livestock in the livestock module are sent to the factory, processed into various meats, canned and dried meat, and then sent to the warehouse for storage in batches.

The most important thing is, of course, the various vehicles, weapons, artillery, and other military equipment produced by Chernobyl's developed heavy industry. These factories have also been restarted, and the workers have returned to their posts. They have been promised three times the salary, so the speed at which the factories resumed production was amazingly fast.

The city regained its vitality in such a short time. Although it had a new owner, it looked unchanged. The damage caused by the war to the city was pitifully small. It took only a few days to heal completely, and no trace of it could be seen anymore.

The weather was getting colder day by day, because the city was heading northwest, it was going to reach the tundra of Ursus, where there were countless Originium mines, enough to support the city's consumption. And their provocation to Ursus this time was too great, so they had to temporarily avoid the wrath of the empire.

But Claude knew very well that this country would not react very quickly, because communication in this world was extremely inconvenient. Although they had dug a piece of flesh from the empire, it would take a long time before the blood would flow, and it would also take some time before K could react painfully, and this period of time was their chance.

Their advantage in the dark ended here. From now on, any intelligence they had would be sent to the emperor's desk, sent to the empire's intelligence agency, and memorized by every general. They openly stood on the opposing side of the Ursus Empire, which was bound to be a shocking event.

But this is a step they must take. If they don't take this step, they will only perish. Just like feathered beasts must learn to fly and scaled beasts must learn to swim in the water, this is necessary for their survival. And now what he has to do is to think about how to get more from the Ursus Empire.

The Lord of the Legion was thinking on his throne. It was called a throne, but it was just an ordinary office chair. However, this was the absolute center of the city. Every part of the city was under his control. The army was constantly mobilized under his command, and he had a thorough and orderly control of the city.

Orders were issued continuously and then executed meticulously. Countless subtle changes began to occur in the city. Fresh corpses were shaken on the gallows in the center of the city every day. All of them were extremely evil. Their crimes were marked in large fonts on the huge screen next to them, showing them to everyone who could see them.

The connection between the ash basin area and the main body is ready to be loosened, and the area may be thrown into the wasteland at any time.

The police station jail was overcrowded, but the prisoners were not prisoners, but their former owners. Those who committed serious crimes were naturally hanged on the gallows, while those who committed less serious crimes had to use the pain of prison and labor to atone for their sins.

Under his will, the city is being transformed.

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The will of Ursus is being tainted, the symbols of Ursus are being taken down from everywhere and thrown into the fire. Everything of Ursus is being removed from this city.

Watching the fluttering red double-headed eagle flag being thrown down from the flagpole, he felt extremely angry in his heart. That flag represented everything he had, his beliefs, his life, and his dedication. It could be said that he had dedicated everything he had to Ursus, but now he had to watch Ursus being tarnished.

Rage burned in his heart, almost making the demonic fragments in his body violent. But he still controlled himself. The inner guards were the best warriors, and they could control everything. And he knew that the humiliation suffered by Ursus could always be redeemed. It would not be long before the iron hoof of the empire would crush this place, and anyone who dared to betray the empire would pay a heavy price for their actions.

And he was going to take the first step in the empire's punishment and kill their leader.

He is the best assassin, and no one can find him in the dark. He walks on the streets, in the alleys, on the roofs, and on the eaves, approaching his destination. In this city full of ears, eyes, and cameras, nothing can capture any information about him.

Tonight, this city will bleed again.

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"Check this data again, there are still some errors."

Talullah handed the folder in her hand to her subordinate, who nodded slightly, took it immediately, and began to calculate. The sound of keyboards was heard in the room. Here was the best terminal processor system, which could process a large amount of data at the same time. They had integrated all the factories in the city, and Talullah's administrative department was in charge of unified command and dispatch. Most of the factory owners who were fat and exploited their workers were imprisoned, and some of the most heinous crimes had been executed.

The city produced a large amount of materials every day, which were piled up in the warehouses. The warehouses were filled up day by day, which made Tallulah's heart full of joy. They had never been so rich. Now she really saw the hope of defeating Ursus, although it was only a glimmer, but it was so precious.

There is also some really good news. The integration movement is blossoming all over this country. The fire that was released earlier has finally begun to burn. People in various cities in Ursus who can't bear the oppression have risen up in resistance. Although many of these resistances will be extinguished quickly, they have made Ursus really overwhelmed.

The turbulent Ursus also made the surrounding countries restless. Ursus was too aggressive. It had fought wars with every country around it. Once they showed any weakness, no country would miss the opportunity.

The oppression of the infected since the beginning of civilization has finally shown a little improvement. And this opportunity was created by their own hands, a fact that made her extremely proud and happy. It was like a ray of sunshine finally appeared in the sky that was about to be hit by a natural disaster after the dark clouds covered it.

But today she had another most important mission, Claude had talked to her alone. She needed to be a bait in the next few days to lure out a dangerous enemy lurking in the city and completely eliminate his threat.

She accepted the task without hesitation, because it was something only she could do. She could guess who Ursus's monster was targeting, and how her adoptive father, the damn Black Snake, would react to the news.

So these days she pretended to be obsessed with work, working until late at night every day, and then returning to her dormitory alone, creating good conditions for the killer.

But the other party was very cautious and did not take any action for three consecutive days and nights.

So today, she still worked until late at night, and only after the guards had been changed twice did she get up, pack her things, and prepare to go back to rest.

She nodded in response to the guard who saluted her, and with her sword in her hand, she stepped on the floor with crisp sounds, which were particularly loud in the silent night.

All the residents here had been relocated long ago. The dark windows were like a pair of silent eyes, watching her walking on the street. The light of the street lamps seemed cold in the night. It could not bring a trace of warmth to people. Only the dazzling light could serve as a guide.

Walking in this environment always creates an illusion, an illusion that you are the only one in the world, and at the same time, you will feel lonely, a kind of loneliness that is enjoyable. Tallulah is in this state of mind now, which makes her slow down her pace involuntarily.

It was only then that Tallulah realized how long she had been tense. Three years? Six years? She couldn't remember. Ever since she killed her adoptive father, she had been tense and doing everything with a desperate attitude.

But now that their business was really taking off, she realized that it wasn't necessarily like that anymore. They had real hope and didn't have to struggle in despair like before.

Although the journey was not short, thanks to Draco's strong body, she quickly reached her dormitory. The moment she saw the dormitory, even she couldn't help but relax for a moment. This relaxation was so brief that it was not even enough to complete a blink of an eye, but Ursus's most powerful killer still seized this opportunity.

The black fog enveloped the space behind her, and a sharp blade flashed from it, so sharp that it seemed that a glance at it would cut your eyes. This was such a fast strike, the long sword made by Ursus's highest industrial level could easily split armor, clothes, flesh and bones, and cut the Draco girl in front of her into two pieces.

It was such a perfect strike. He seized the opportunity at the moment when the opponent was most relaxed. The target had no time to react at all. It was a perfect kill.

But this perfect blow did not work. The emperor's inner guards showed a surprised expression, although no one could see it. A layer of light yellow light blocked the blow. Although it was covered with cracks, it was far from the point of collapse. Although it was only two seconds, it was still enough for the target to react.

The asphalt road began to melt, and terrible heat began to cover the area. The steel street lamps burst, bent, and melted due to the high temperature. The red flames seemed to penetrate the sky and illuminate the sky red.

Draco's violent blood called for strength, the air was twisted by the high temperature, and the inner guards had to temporarily avoid the sharp edge. But he was not ready to give up this plan. If he failed this time, the enemy would be on guard, and he didn't know how long it would take to complete this mission.

But to his surprise, the girl named Tallulah took the initiative to rush towards him, and he was immediately delighted. The inner guards were proficient in the art of killing. If this girl stood at a distance and released her terrible fire attribute source stone skills on him, he would be helpless against her for the time being. But she took the initiative to give up her advantage and wanted to win with swords, which gave him an opportunity.

But as soon as they started fighting, he was surprised again. The girl in front of him had such a sharp swordsmanship. Every move and every style was aimed at killing the enemy. It was simple and efficient, yet airtight. Although it could not be said to be flawless, he had to use the power of evil if he wanted to quickly deal with the opponent.

Having made up his mind, he began to call upon the power of the evil demon fragments in his body. A dark fog began to permeate the street. This was the most terrifying power of the Inner Guard. Wherever he was was the land of Ursus. The power of the evil demon would infect the land and kill all the creatures in it. They could not escape or resist. It fed on the fear in the hearts of others. This was the strange and powerful Inner Guard of the Ursus Empire.

There were harsh noises all around, as if everything in the sky was whispering to her, and there were twisted crackling sounds in the air. There was no sound or light in the black mist. Strange symbols flashed in Tallulah's eyes, her head ached, and a cold suffocating feeling crept into her heart.

At this moment, subconsciously, the Red Dragon began to mobilize her strength with all her strength, turning the entire block into purgatory. Everything around it began to melt into liquid, and a dazzling red light was reflected in the sky, as if to convey some message.

The Rise of the Integration Movement: Chapter 82 There is no country for you here

Unable to breathe, unable to think, her head was filled with harsh noises, and her hands and feet began to grow cold. The only thing she could do now was to use her Originium skills to create a lava hell around her to prevent any enemy from approaching. She had no way of observing the outside world, and did not see the black mist encroaching on her.

The surroundings fell into absolute silence. The land was dying, the air was dying, and the space was dying. A strange whisper rang in her ears, and her mind felt like it was pierced and stirred by a sharp blade, bringing a piercing pain.

The Emperor's inner guard opened his hands in the black fog, his eyepiece flashing a dazzling red light. He paid an extremely painful price to get this power. And now he will use this power to eliminate the threat for Ursus. The fragments of the evil demon beat in his heart, providing him with a constant supply of terrible power.

This won't take too long. When the other party can no longer release the power of the Originium Technique, the terrible black fog will kill her in an instant. Although there is a little unexpected situation, it will not affect the completion of the mission.

And now, the Drakes, who are already scarce in the world, will become even scarcer in his hands.

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“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!!!!!!”

Sounds like thunder and war drums rang out from the streets, each beat making people's hearts beat faster, like a violent storm or raging waves that never stopped.

The inner guard immediately turned his head to find the source of the sound, and then he saw that the black knight who was trampling the ground brutally in the dark night was charging. No one had ever seen Claude in this posture. Every step he took made the road wailing and the ground cracking. The waves brought about by the airflow torn by his body alone shattered every glass on the street.

It was the first time that he ran desperately in this world. The scenery on both sides turned into black light, which he could not see clearly. The spear shaft was tucked under his armpit and flush with his elbow. If he was already a black lightning at this time, then the tip of the spear was the sharp edge of the lightning.

Before the thoughts in his mind calmed down, the spear in his hand was about to touch the enemy. Time seemed to slow down at this moment. The inner guard tried his best to raise the long sword in his hand to block the attack, but it was too late. It was too fast. From the time he heard the footsteps, not even a heartbeat had passed.

The deadly cold light was like a black python spitting out its silver-white tongue, biting towards his shoulder. The hastily raised blade was easily knocked away, and the spear blade pierced through the coat, penetrated the flesh, and pierced the scapula. The inner guard was lifted up from the ground by this amazing force and stuck on the tip of the spear.

Claude used his spear to push the inner guard into a building. The reinforced concrete was as fragile as biscuits in front of them. Claude also threw him off the spear blade. It was not that he did not want to solve the enemy once and for all, but a large amount of black mist had begun to emerge from the opponent's body. He did not dare to risk releasing the evil fragments here to kill him, so he could only stab his shoulder.

The inner guard rolled on the ground in a panic, dodging the halberd blade that was swinging down from above. The plain-looking halberd sank deeply into the floor, raising a large piece of cement debris. The heavy shield in his hand rushed forward, and a fierce shield strike hit the inner guard's head, causing visible cracks on the mask on his head.

The inner guard knew that this was a matter of life and death, so he no longer hesitated and began to use his abilities with all his strength. An ominous black force began to permeate the hall. Claude and Bozhukasti also began to work with all their strength.

For a moment, in the black fog, violent thunder continuously plowed the ground and splashed gravel, and red blood light tore through the sky, shaking the earth.

How could this fragile building resist the power of the three of them? It was soon reduced to ruins, and continued to break into even smaller pieces. Neiwei was certainly no match for the combined strength of the two of them, but the demon fragments in his body made Claude and Bozhukas hesitate to actually kill him.

The emperor's inner guards soon noticed this, but he had no intention of continuing the fight. The mission had already failed and it was impossible for him to kill Tallulah. But it was no longer up to him to leave.

The spear blade turned into cold stars and stabbed at him. Claude didn't know how many times he stabbed. The inner guard tried his best to block with the long sword in his hand. For a while, the crisp sound of the blades slamming and colliding was endless. The inner guard was obviously suppressed by Claude. He had no way to launch any counterattack and could only defend against the opponent's attack.

The blood-red halberd chopped down from the side with terrifying momentum, aiming at his right hand holding the knife. Neiwei took a step back to avoid the attack, but the spear blade stuck to him like a leech. He tried to dodge the two attacks, but they hit him at the same time.

The heavy halberd cut off his left arm in one stroke, and the spear blade pierced into the shoulder of his right arm, the only part of his arm that could move. The blood-red sword fell to the ground with a clang. He looked like a lamb to be slaughtered, but this was his plan.

His body itself was a cage, a cage that held the demon fragments. He could no longer leave, so he would use his life to completely annihilate these enemies of Ursus. He began to release the demon fragments from his body, and an indescribable strange and cold breath overflowed from his body. He would completely turn this place into a dead zone! !

The two Reunion fighters did not retreat after seeing this. They knew what the Inner Guard was. The only way to solve the problem was to stop him, or at least prevent him from releasing the real kingdom here. When it was a last resort, they would separate this area from the main structure and leave the other side in the desert.

The striker of the spear hit the inner guard's helmet, breaking even a short line. The mask was completely shattered, revealing the dry face inside, but his expression was so crazy and proud, no one could stop him, he would eventually complete his plan.

But Claude did not show any anxious look. He used the gun blade to cut off the opponent's two knees one by one, making the opponent completely lose the ability to move. At this time, the dead black fog had completely enveloped him.

The Patriot stretched out his strong and slender shoulders, wanting to reach into the black fog and grab him out. He knew very well what the consequences would be if he was shrouded in fog for a long time. People in it would be constantly eroded by the power of the evil spirits, collapse, and be infected to become new monsters. He had seen this scene countless times, and he would never forget the scene of his comrades turning into twisted monsters.

"Wait a minute."

Bozhukas immediately stopped his movements and took two steps back. He didn't know why Claude said that, but he believed in him. On the battlefield, only one voice could issue orders, and no one could object.

Claude was not absolutely sure, but he thought it was worth a try. What he was going to do next was something that even the oldest creatures in this world had never heard of—he was going to open a crack to another world and throw this guy in.

This sounds like something that no mortal can do, but it is not completely impossible for him. It just requires a considerable price.

Claude didn't know what this world looked like, but his previous world was divided into two parts. Just like an object and its shadow, there was another world under the normal world.

That world was a garbage dump, which was the only way Claude could describe it. The Royal Mage Association spent nearly 10 years exploring it before finally proving its existence. In order to pursue more possibilities, they sent out explorers three times, but only once did a survivor successfully escape back.

And they also knew what that world was like. From the crazy words of the survivor, they got enough information - it could only be described as crazy, everything there was crazy. What flowed on the ground was not river water, but hot magma, which surged from the ground to the sky, dyeing the sky a crazy blood red.

It was impossible to walk on the land. You might step on the solid ground one foot and sink into it the next. The air was extremely thin there, and most importantly, there was no way to make any sound. No matter what sound it was, it could not be heard. They tried everything, whether it was talking to others or hitting swords hard, but there was no sound at all.

Not to mention the blasphemous creatures that were everywhere. They looked all kinds of strange and had no fixed shape. They were also extremely difficult to kill and had terrible vitality. When they tried their best to kill a monster, its body turned directly into a pool of mud and seeped into the ground, as if it was absorbed. The people in it were under tremendous psychological pressure all the time and could easily go crazy.

It was as if all negative things had come to that world, and it was so crazy that no one could survive.

As for the way to that world, Claude did know that it was not simple. The biggest requirement was to have crazy emotions, to fill one's head with crazy malice, to gamble on that one percent chance. To feel the existence of another world, to establish a connection with that indescribable thing, then the other side might open the door to welcome you.

The color of blood spread to his eyes, and his heart was instantly filled with a deep murderous intent. This murderous intent was so strong that he crushed the gravel between his fingers into powder. This overwhelming murderous intent was definitely not accumulated overnight. It was only possessed by those who survived the hellish battlefield again and again. He was filled with the most deep hatred for the enemy and the simplest desire - to destroy the enemy.

He is now gambling, betting that this world also has an opposite side.

His mind spread out, wandering aimlessly, trying to explore the hidden door.

15 seconds had passed and the Patriot finally became anxious. He stared at Claude and the inside guard intently, ready to pull Claude out at any time.

Suddenly, the Patriot's eyes widened under his helmet, as if he had seen something incomprehensible. Space became wrinkled like a piece of plastic paper, making strange noises.

This scene, which would never appear in the most ridiculous nightmare, made the patriots stunned. But it was not over yet. The space was squeezed to the extreme, and a crack suddenly appeared in the middle, revealing the black interior. Just like the curtain of a stage was lifted to reveal the space behind, the next moment, the black interior without a trace of reflection suddenly appeared with white shadows, which turned slightly and then revealed colorful pupils. These were actually densely packed eyes! !

The moment the gap opened, Claude immediately kicked the inside guard in the chest and kicked him into the gap.

"There is no country for you here."

The inner guard without hands and feet could not struggle, and black arms began to grab his body and drag him inward. Claude immediately stepped back and watched the desperate inner guard being completely dragged into the gap. The space was also straightened and smoothed like a piece of plastic paper, returning to its original appearance.

Claude looked at his bloody fingers with exposed bones. His eyebrows twitched slightly, and then he used the cloth strips on his body to wrap the package. This time he was very lucky, and it was only the slightest price. He rejected the invitation of that world, and as a price, he needed to hand over a part of his body. This part was random, but it would not threaten his life.