Arknights, but the family has fallen again

What a bunch of fools!

They spent so much money just to resettle those Chernobyl refugees! ?

A faint sense of shame rippled through the evil dragon's heart.

Rhodes Island main ship, Otto's office.

"...That's all, Doctor." Lin Guang, who had just returned by aircraft, put her hands behind her back and concluded her report.

"Well, let's take a rest."

Ott took off the heraldic ring on his left hand and pressed it on the ink pad.

"that……"

"Ok?"

"Signet rings are usually made of sealing wax," Lin Guang asked. "Doctor, what is your ring..."

At the end of the document, a bright red seal was engraved. Above it, an arc shaped like an iron crown or a sun halo encircled a triangle; within the triangle, a fortress, a castle; beneath the castle, another line of small characters read "Rhodes Island? Doctor Otter."

Rhode Island Company, Dr. Ott.

Slightly upwards, near Ott's palm, you can find even more valuable fields.

"Urban-rural contradictions", "Kasimir rural areas", "agricultural technology", "conscription" and "office".

Otto glanced at the red paint around the ring, and now he understood why Lin Guang reminded him.

However, this was a ring that had been printed not long ago - he had no way to transform the jewelry into a physical entity yet.

Ott pulled out a tissue, wiped the ring, and replied, "There was a pattern in my dream that I couldn't get rid of, and it happened to fit the Rhode Island logo, so I asked the engineering department to make one for me."

Lin Guang nodded.

Unlike the former members of Babel Tower, Lin Guang joined Rhodes Island relatively late. Although Shining is also a Sarkaz, she does not have the habit of speaking nonsense.

In recent days, Miss Kuranta has been acting as the honorable water dispenser manager at Longmen, keeping a record of all matters to prevent any accidents. Therefore, she is not very familiar with some of the strange rumors.

Not familiar yet.

Chapter 212: Losing the Way and Finding Few Supporters

Spending the night in a flying machine wasn't exactly comfortable, but it was far better than camping in the snow. After the pilots changed shifts, the near-Earth craft entered a steady cruise mode. The gentle rocking of the craft acted like a cradle, giving the Yeti team a restful sleep.

The white rabbit's sleeping face was peaceful, her thin lips moved slightly, and her gradually moist lips reflected the cold light of the inner wall of the aircraft along with her breathing.

Just as the arc of the smile was gradually bending, the aircraft encountered airflow and shook.

"Signs of awakening detected, releasing the recording... Please wait..."

Frost Star's newly equipped personal terminal suddenly responded. It lit up green and the electronic sound of PRTS rang out.

"Sha...sha...this is Otto."

!

Froststar suddenly opened her eyes.

"…Repeat, polar snow rabbit, change of plans."

"The preparatory mission has been terminated. Your unit has been transferred to the Chernobyl Channel to participate in the 'weather data collection' mission."

"The probability of encountering the enemy is extremely low, but please protect the onboard equipment."

The snow monsters who were gradually waking up also heard the content repeated in the terminal.

They were a little confused: "What? You don't want us to kill the black snake anymore?"

Yes, although Froststar herself is also on the front line in Hamlet against Black Snake, she and her Snow Monster team are also another part of Black Snake's response plan.

Their duty is to operate the Winter Lieutenant's machine gun and drop frost bombs from the aircraft when a head-on attack on the Black Snake fails, buying time for Ace and other ground units.

After the Black Snake was quickly handed over, based on the principle of being here now, the aircraft was sent to investigate the whereabouts of the internal guards.

"Big sister?" The snow monster Perotova was a little confused: "You... look a little strange."

"..."

Shortly after the above order was publicly released through the terminal, Frost Star received a mental message from Otto.

In the telepathic communication, Ott gave a completely different order: "Inform all personnel of the true mission information: Protect the accompanying technicians as they install the meteorological data collection device and complete the reconnaissance mission. There is a certain chance of encountering the Ursus internal guards. At that time, discard the data collection device and protect the escape of other personnel."

"Inner Guards!? Why are there inner guards!?"

Froststar did not participate in the conversation with Tallulah in reality.

"It hasn't been confirmed yet. He could be the supervisor or security guard of the Black Snake Project."

Or perhaps, both.

Although Froststar has given herself to Rhodes Island, she is still worried about the snow monsters.

"If we encounter the inner guards, most of the Yeti team will be at their mercy!"

"I'm here."

Frost Star suddenly realized that the strange characteristic of the Inner Guard, "the more terrifying, the more difficult to match", had almost no effect when controlled remotely by Otto!

Frost Star coughed lightly, and after the Yeti and the pilot had focused their attention, he said, "Everyone..."

The so-called "Inner Guard" is a group of modified human soldiers who utilize the power of the strange "evil demons" that exist in the northern frozen soil.

They were strangely shaped, towering figures, like creatures conceived from the Ursians' deepest nightmares. Their full-face "helmets" and the devices on their backs were interspersed with several tentacle-like hoses. Most of these tentacles emanated from the back of their heads, with the largest tube radiating from their faces. Their crisp black uniforms and leather boots seemed to be woven from the most despicable and devastating legal text.

For those who know a thing or two, this was the Tsar's most ferocious hunting dog.

Those who have witnessed their fighting forms with their own eyes will begin to doubt... Are there really human beings under those terrifying and completely enclosed uniforms?

"Yes and no." Kal'tsit frowned.

To answer this question, we need to first define what a human being is.

After undergoing transformation and combining with the evil fragments that seemed to come from another "Terra", are the Inner Guards still considered human?

After being transformed and combined with Hai Si's flesh and blood, is the Deep Sea Hunter still Agor?

By broad standards, yes.

By strict standards, neither.

And Otto chooses appearance.

After obtaining intelligence from the "internal security" through the Maomao channel, Otto arranged the pre-made deployments one by one.

If nothing unexpected happens, then we should be able to surround and kill the inner guards here through careful planning.

Longmen, a park near the slums.

The giant southern rat in a robe was holding a white chess piece, hesitating.

On the opposite side, Wei Yanwu was playing with a few black pieces in his palm.

On the chessboard, there is a very conspicuous group of black chess pieces, which have been trapped in a cage and will die in an instant as soon as two white pieces fall on the chessboard.

But this also seems to be a trap.

For those with extraordinary wisdom, if White can capture this piece, the victory will be secured and the chance of Black turning the tables will be slim.

But for mortals, this is like falling into a chaotic arena of close combat. If there is even the slightest flaw, the advantages accumulated by White will be wiped out!

"You're trying to keep me busy!" Lin Gerui finally couldn't resist the temptation and made his move. "I don't know how long this game will end!"

"Where do you get this Columbia time?"

Wei Yanwu: "Maybe I can actually go to Columbia now."

"Why? You're not going to Colombia across a continent to get help, are you?"

"What kind of war can Colombians fight? If they have to move, they'll have to go to Victoria or Casimir."

Lin Gerui looked up and saw that there was still some ease and confusion on that familiar sad face, but there was not much pretended compassion or real anxiety.

This shouldn't be Wei Yanwu's expression now.

"The Ursus thing?"

“Half the problem is solved.”

"The remaining half?"

"It depends on the weather."

The Rat King smacked his lips and realized that the old man was making up a doggerel!

How can you be so relaxed about eating according to the weather?!

So it seems that the problem is not only half solved, but basically all solved?

But hasn't he left the city yet?

Snapped.

The Rat King was stunned and made a wrong move.

Yes, the Rat King came to entangle Wei Yanwu and prevent him from playing the "Dark Tactics of War: The Prince Sacrifices His Head" - things have come to this point, both parties are ready and have made their moves clear, what's the point of you just standing there and giving it away?

Do you really want to take a gamble of ten thousand just in case?

You are an adult now, can you please stop being so stubborn?

Different people naturally possess different intelligence, and the judgments they make vary widely—not to mention their different standpoints.

Lin Gerui learned of Wei Yanwu's intention, which was a bit confusing: Chen Huijie gave Lin Yuxia a hint, and Lin Yuxia, who was confused, found the Rat King himself.

Lin Gerui could understand Chen Huijie's conflicted feelings: if it were her, she would do the same - but she would not be happy to see Wei Yanwu do so.

So it is just a futile effort, like waiting to see fate's will.

"what happened?"

Guilt appeared on Wei Yanwu's face again.

Damn me.

But people are very stubborn: "The righteous will have many supporters."

Chapter 213 Ursus's Blade

The door of the near-earth aircraft was not closed. Tallulah could see the snow "slowly" passing by by just sticking her head out.

A slightly muddy path had been cleared between the Rhodes Island's main ship and Facility 14. A large amount of supplies were being transferred from the Rhodes Island's cabin along this path to the mobile plot, where refugee resettlement was already taking shape.

But the snowflakes had been whistling for a while.

Soon, as the aircraft continued to move forward, the endless pure white gradually occupied the entire field of vision.

Tallulah shook her head and looked at Otto across from her.

He seemed to have endless work on his hands, and he had been buried in the terminal since boarding the plane.

The jet-black ear feathers were faintly visible amidst the silvery hair, inviting a closer look while also concealing the scholar's aloof temperament. His eyes could barely read a single line at a time; an ordinary person would probably be unable to see anything clearly, let alone process everything as perfectly as he did.

"Hmm!" The big cat stretched lazily, and its slender waist was dazzlingly white.

She pulled her clothes down nonchalantly, then said lazily, "Is that inner guard or something very powerful?"

"Yes and no." Otto once again gave a Riddler-like answer that made people's blood pressure soar.

"Let me explain," Tallulah explained. "Although they are all very powerful warriors, their greatest threat comes from the other abilities granted to them by their transformation."

"So, with Dr. Ott's help, we only have to deal with powerful warriors."

"PRTS, save this work." Ott said to the terminal. After the breathing light flashed for a while, he began to pull his arm out of Huang's arms: "Aside from the agency agreement and mental connection, I have some doubts that need to be dealt with."

Ott looked at his waist, where a dagger-shaped staff newly produced by the engineering department was leaning.

From a certain perspective, his use of Originium energy to cast spells could be considered a form of "Originium skill." This was far more consistent with the concept of "Originium skill" than throwing and catching Originium.

Previously, Otto had no particular need for "casting materials," as long as he could hold it in his hand. Even now, because he didn't need any other devices to assist in casting spells, this "staff" was actually a combination of a blade, pure Originium, and a handle.