Rifle charge in Ark, but without a mount

"Mr. Claude, why are you wearing that cloak? Aren't you hot?"

Zumama suddenly realized something: when the temperature had not dropped just now, it was still very hot here, but Claude was wearing that thick cloak. Logically speaking, it was not suitable to wear such warm clothes now.

"Well, it's mainly because of these patterns on my armor. They can play a magical role, including keeping the temperature inside my armor at the right level at all times, so even if I wear that cloak, I won't feel hot."

Claude felt the rich cheese melting in his mouth and answered Zumama's questions.

"Is that all?"

Out of a keen intuition, the girl Fidelia realized that the truth seemed not that simple.

Claude seemed surprised by the girl's sharp intuition, and then the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

"Actually, there's another reason. This cape looks very impressive when worn on you... Overall, it looks very handsome."

The girl's expression was a little dull, as if she didn't expect the reason to be like this.

"Don't think I'm used to fighting on the battlefield. I actually pay a lot of attention to my personal image..."

Suddenly there was a noise nearby, and soon a figure like a large caterpillar crawled out from the black hole and fell to the ground. As she took off her heavy fur cloak, Kalhil was exposed in front of them again.

But her expression was unexpectedly serious, she looked at Claude and said;

"Mr. Claude, I found something different."

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Claude had discovered a long time ago that Rhodes Island's land cruisers had an unusual speed. He hadn't noticed it before he had seen other land cruisers, but after owning his first land cruiser, he found that even the Ursus Empire's latest land cruisers couldn't keep up with Rhodes Island's speed, which made him more certain that Rhodes Island's technology was extraordinary.

Their next destination is Longmen in Yan State, a well-known trading city in the world with a developed economy and transportation, so their journey will be smoother.

And because of the diversity of the city, the city's policies toward infected people will be slightly more relaxed, of course, only "slightly".

Therefore, if nothing unexpected happens, they will wait for Rhodes Island to finish its affairs at Longmen and then leave directly, and they will not enter Longmen.

Claude's hand subconsciously grasped the hilt of the sword at his waist. He suddenly realized that he seemed to have never sharpened his weapon. Not only was the Mercy able to repair itself, but even his spear and javelin were made of materials that were extremely difficult to wear out. So despite having experienced so many fights, the spear blades were still as sharp as new and did not need to be sharpened at all.

This made him feel a little regretful. Sharpening his own sword has always been his way of relaxing and organizing his thoughts, but he has almost no chance to do so in this world. He also doubted what kind of whetstone he would use to sharpen the blade of Mercy.

Everything seemed normal, but Claude was already tense. After obtaining permission from Dr. Kal'tsit, he had traveled all over Rhodes Island and checked every place carefully, but found no clues. He even went to the boiler room on the bottom floor.

The anomaly discovered by Miss Klucel made Claude alert. He had never ignored the insidious black snake of Ursus. He knew that the other party would definitely attack him at a certain time period, so this anomaly seemed extremely suspicious. Of course, he also knew that Rhodes Island must have its own special forces, but it would be more reassuring to check it himself.

Claude, who was lost in thought, was attracted by the cheers coming from below. Those were some young operators who were excited about reaching Lungmen. After all, they were just young kids, and although many of them had been to the battlefield, they still yearned for the prosperous Lungmen.

The huge mobile city in the distance has jumped out of the horizon and seems to be not far away, but even at the speed of this landship, it will take several hours to arrive.

Claude looked at the bustling city, originally indifferent, and wanted to return to his room, but suddenly something happened to him:

"Didn't Tallulah say she had a sister in this city? Why don't you contact her and see if she has any plans."

Claude made up his mind, pulled out a small stone tablet from inside his armor and began tapping it with his fingers.

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The stone slab far away in Chernobyl is now placed in the most secret room in the core city of the entire city. 20 iron guards guard it 24 hours a day to prevent anything abnormal from approaching. Ten civilian staff take turns on duty to monitor the movement of the stone slab all day long to ensure that no information is missed.

The iron guards, wrapped in their bodies like iron towers, solemnly guarded the corridor outside, with huge axes and swords as big as tables in their hands flashing dazzling cold light. These weapons inherited the powerful industrial foundation of the Ursus Empire and embodied the highest level of Ursus industry. As long as they wanted, these elite warriors could easily demolish this steel building with just the cold weapons in their hands.

A low vibration sound suddenly came from the room. The guards moved slightly, and then fell silent. However, the room was suddenly in chaos. The civilian staff anxiously began to record the information being conveyed. According to the communication regulations, the same message would be expressed three times in succession to ensure that the other party received it accurately.

A minute later, a civilian staff member opened the door and handed the document in his hand to the guard at the door. The guard glanced at it, turned around and walked out of the corridor, stepped onto the steel stairs and walked up. They were located in the basement of the building, and the upward part of the mobile city transmission mechanism was wrapped in heavy steel.

After going through 10 consecutive inspections, the Iron Guard finally arrived outside. He ran quickly without hesitation. His strong body wrapped in armor was extremely heavy, and his footsteps made loud noises on the ground, but his speed was not slow at all. He even easily surpassed the civilian staff who was running with him.

He subconsciously turned his head and looked at the girl. She was holding a thick stack of documents in her hands and had an anxious expression on her face. It seemed that she was going to deliver them somewhere.

If they had met at other times he wouldn't mind lending a hand, but now he had a more important task, so Tiewei passed the girl without hesitation and walked towards the administrative building in the distance.

Although he had observed very carefully, he still did not see the gleam of light in the eyes of this simply dressed girl when his back turned to her.

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Tallulah stared blankly at the document in her hand. She didn't expect Claude to send her such a message, but after hesitating for a moment, she picked up the pen and started writing on it.

The Iron Guard stood by and waited quietly. After a while, Tallulah closed the file in her hand in a folder and handed it to him. He turned and left the room. The next journey was the most important thing. He couldn't let anyone know the contents of the file. Thinking of this, he felt that he should be more cautious, so he opened the terminal hanging on his shoulder and called for support.

Two minutes later, a team of 10 Iron Guards came out of the gate in a mighty procession. Their footsteps were extremely loud, like a black wall. Everyone knew what was going on. The guards began to clear out the people present and asked everyone to stay away from the area until the Iron Guards disappeared in the distance.

Casimir's New Chapter: Chapter 4: Changes ()

Everyone's face was very serious. Only the top secret documents were escorted by more than five iron guards. What's more, there were 5 people this time. The entire core group was under martial law, with a guard every three steps and a sentry every five steps. The soldiers held automatic crossbows in their hands, scanning any suspicious places, and all irrelevant personnel were driven into the room.

When the Iron Guards left, the alert was still not lifted. No one was allowed to leave their residence within an hour. This was the military regulation stipulated by Claude, and every soldier of the Reunion Movement would resolutely implement it.

For ordinary clerical staff and cleaners, this rule will not be a problem for them. After all, during this period, even if the work cannot be completed, their superiors will not scold them, so they just need to stay quietly in the workplace and drink some tea or something.

But for some people with ulterior motives, this situation is a great hindrance to them. A plainly dressed Filin girl sits at her desk, looking like she is carefully checking documents, and she wears a steel ring on her finger, like a cheap decoration.

At this moment, the steel ring is flashing a blue light, flashing continuously at a specific frequency.

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As the information spread, the alert of the entire core city began to be slowly lifted, and the soldiers returned to their positions and resumed their normal arrangements.

Everything seemed normal.

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One step, two steps, three steps...20 steps.

He turned, glanced sharply down the corridor, and then continued.

One step, two steps, three steps...20 steps.

He has been walking this route for a year. Now he will not bump into anything even with his eyes closed. Such patrols will continue until 6 o'clock in the morning, and then a brother will take over his shift. During this process, he will not relax his vigilance in the slightest. Even if there is a fly on the wall, he will slap it to death without hesitation.

Because they were in a narrow corridor, he did not bring his own axe. Instead, he wore two maces on his waist. This unique weapon was kept on his waist after he used it once. This weapon could effectively kill any enemy, whether it was one with heavy armor or one with light armor.

Moreover, the shorter length is also suitable for use in such a narrow environment, and he is always ready to smash the head of any uninvited guest.

The heavy footsteps of the Iron Guards echoed in the corridor, seeming quiet and dangerous in the empty building, but for ordinary people living in the dormitories, these footsteps made them feel safe. As long as they heard these footsteps, they knew that the powerful Iron Guards were guarding this place.

The heavy footsteps sounded like rhythmic drumbeats, but at some point they suddenly stopped.

The Iron Guard lowered his head, which was wearing a heavy helmet. The red peephole on the helmet glowed slightly, making it extremely conspicuous in the dim corridor.

He felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't find anything unusual. It was an intuition, an intuition from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't find suitable evidence to support this intuition.

But he subconsciously put his hand on the hammer handle at his waist. This was an instinctive reaction of the body, which was much faster and more real than the brain's thinking.

It was this instinctive reaction that made him inadvertently prepared.

A dark green dagger silently stabbed at the seam between his helmet and armor. This attack did not even disrupt the airflow. A thin figure, who had been lying on his back at some point, stabbed him the moment he turned around.

Such a short distance and such a swift attack should have penetrated his flesh and cut off his neck without any hindrance, not to mention that it was a sneak attack that was hard to guard against.

Even the attacker couldn't help but feel a little joy in his heart, until he felt a blockage on his fingers. He looked up in disbelief, only to find that two fingers wearing iron gloves had clamped his blade. The high-quality non-slip layer on the inside of the gloves firmly prevented the blade from continuing to advance.

"not good!!"

The attacker immediately dropped the dagger in his hand and jumped up from the Iron Guard's shoulder. His light body seemed to have no gravity, and he wanted to float over the Iron Guard's head like a leaf.

His agility was indeed beyond the reach of the Iron Guard, but at this moment he chose a stupid way: putting himself in mid-air, a way where he could not adjust his posture in time to dodge. Perhaps he made the wrong decision because of panic, but no matter what, he would not have another chance.

A hand as big as an iron clamp grabbed his shoulder in mid-air, and then threw him down with force. The sound of his body hitting the floor was extremely dull, with a few crisp sounds of broken bones in between.

The nail hammer on the waist detached from the quick-release buckle, then spun in the air and smashed down heavily, hitting a hard knee, easily shattering the bone that was not hard enough for the hammer head, and crushing the skin, muscles, and tendons into a pool of mud, while also bringing unimaginable pain. The attacker's eyes bulged out due to the intense pain, and they were covered with bloodshot, his face was pale, and his teeth were creaking.

But as the hammer mercilessly smashed his other knee, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.

After fastening the hammer handle on the quick-release buckle, the Iron Guard reached out and grabbed the man's head. Just in case, he took out a buckle from his waist, tied the man's hands, and then dragged him outside like a dead dog. After all, he was a well-trained spy killer, and even after suffering such severe pain, he did not lose control of his bladder, which made the Iron Guard put him on his shoulders with confidence. After all, he had seen too much on the battlefield.

Support has been sent out. Within three minutes, this place will be surrounded and thoroughly checked. No corner will be missed. And now this guy needs to be interrogated.

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The knee was broken, and such a serious injury of course left a large pool of blood. It seemed that it should be handled by the cleaner, so no one paid more attention to it.

At the same time, no one noticed that the pool of blood seemed to have life and began to extend long tentacles to spread towards the gate next to it.

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The woman named Kashena was lying on her chair, pressing a finger on her temple. She looked like she was relieving her brain fatigue by resting. The teachers passing by were used to it. It was obvious that this woman often rested like this. As the bell rang, other teachers hurriedly left the office and prepared to rush to the classroom to start the class.

For a moment, the girl was the only one left here, and the whole school fell silent.

The woman's brows suddenly frowned, and many wrinkles appeared on her fair skin, all because of the strange expression on her face.

"What does 'bring me some food and visit' mean? ..."

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Turning off the shower, the hot water stopped falling on his head. Claude pushed his wet hair back, revealing his smooth forehead. Steam then began to rise from his whole body, and soon his hair and body became dry.

After all, this time they are entering a commercial city, so Claude does not plan to wear armor. If nothing unexpected happens, there should be no chance for action.

It was still a plain white shirt, black trousers, long boots, and a gray windbreaker, but when Claude put them on, it still had a bright effect. He tied his hair with a ribbon and brought his sword, and he was ready.

Next, let’s take a look at Tallulah’s sister. It seems that the previous investigation results said that she was a police officer.

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Because he was not infected, Claude entered the city unimpeded. There was no identity verification system here, so as long as he was not a dangerous person that could be seen with the naked eye, there would be no problem entering the city.

It is worth mentioning that Claude met a very interesting person, a tall woman with long green hair. Among all the girls Claude had ever seen, she was the tallest. Although her attitude was quite kind and she did not embarrass him, Claude could sense the bloodiness in her eyes.

This kind of blood is quite interesting. It is not caused by too much blood. It is more like something that is born with. The single horn on the woman's head also shows her unique race, but Claude doesn't know much about it.

The most eye-catching thing is the big shield she is holding. It is made entirely of pure metal without any hollow parts. Considering its thickness, its weight would be quite exaggerated. It also has sharp edges that can cut flesh and break bones.

Judging by Claude's standards, the other party had quite good strength, and a person with such strength was actually doing registration work at the checkpoint... This made Claude think.

But I'd better buy some gifts now, otherwise it would be impolite to visit without any reason.

Claude made up his mind and glanced at the shops on the street. Even though he was very rich now, he was not going to buy any expensive luxury goods. In his opinion, such things were useless except for showing off one's status. He also did not think that Tallulah's sisters would be such vain people.

But Claude still found it difficult to decide what gift to choose. After all, he didn't know the other party's situation. He only knew that she was a girl and a police officer. Maybe buying something that girls would like would have a better effect.

So Claude's eyes involuntarily turned to the dessert shop on the street. There shouldn't be any girl who doesn't like to eat this, right? Claude judged based on his own experience. After all, none of the female friends around him would refuse dessert.

Confirming his decision, Claude pushed open the door and walked in. Many of the customers in the store were holding weapons, which was a common thing in this world. There were not only staffs, swords, but even guns... Guns?

Claude suddenly realized what was happening and looked up. It was the red-haired Sakta girl from Penguin Logistics. In her waist bag were two submachine guns. Or should we call them submachine guns in this world? This name was a bit too difficult to pronounce, so Claude decided to call it a submachine gun.

"Miss, please take another look! How could such a big store not have apple pie? How could something so delicious not be available?!"

This girl, who looked quite cheerful and lively, was leaning on the counter and yelling loudly to the clerk behind her.

"I'm very sorry, sir, we don't have apple pie in our store... I will convey your request to the owner."

The Sakota girl felt a little regretful, but she quickly adjusted her mood:

"Then give me some croissants, so I can take them back to Croissant."

After packing up everything, the Sakta girl picked up the bread and was about to go out when she noticed Claude next to her:

"Aren't you the big boss Mr. Claude?! How did you get to Longmen?"

"You must be here for something, so you'll be leaving soon... Miss Angel, are you here to buy some desserts as well?"

Claude suddenly had an idea. This girl looked like she often ate desserts. Maybe he could ask her to recommend some to him.

"That's right. It's a pity that my favorite apple pie is not sold here. I was just about to look somewhere else. Mr. Claude, have a croissant!"

Unable to refuse the kindness, Claude reached out and took one, while also expressing his intention.

"Actually, I'm visiting a woman and want to bring some gifts with me. Miss Angel, can you recommend some to me? I know very little about this."

"Oh!!... Mr. Claude, what kind of female friend is this? Is she your online girlfriend?!"

The Archangel's slender eyebrows kept twitching, and she was obviously very interested.

"Don't get me wrong, we haven't communicated at all. I'm just visiting a friend's family on her behalf, so please recommend some suitable gifts to me."

The girl seemed a little regretful, but she quickly cheered up.

"If you want to give dessert as a gift, the first choice is definitely apple pie!! It's fragrant and sweet, and you can never get enough of it no matter how long you eat it. Mr. Claude can buy some of this."

"Really? ...Miss, do you have any other recommendations? I'd like to have more choices."

"Of course there are others, like the cream bread and cheese rolls from the shop next door, they are really delicious!! Yes! That's the one. And the price is cheaper, so you can buy a lot at a time."

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The enthusiastic Miss Exia introduced five or six categories to Claude, which gave him enough confidence. He waved goodbye to her and prepared to buy gifts for the visit.

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