Arknights, but the family has fallen again

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"Why do I have to come..."

Her perky butt swayed from side to side, the fishnet hot pants draped in them creating an alluring silhouette. The grenade launcher attached to her waist also created eye-catching ripples in her elastic gluteus maximus.

Snapped!

Inès slapped him.

Momojiri was shocked.

A super question in the world of Terra: How do the Sarkaz girls develop so well despite lack of nutrition?

"Ouch! What are you doing!?" W jumped up and covered his butt.

The mother-in-law was a little disappointed: "You can't do it after being apart for just a short while!?"

"Who! Who can't live without Stinky Otter?!" Not only did she confess, she even forgot to blame Inès for the slap.

Inès just looked at her sideways without saying a word.

"be honest!"

A Midwinter soldier shouted loudly, then kicked a refugee to the ground. A yellow light flashed in the refugee's pocket.

"You... thief! Yes! Thief!" Staring at the light, the soldier bluffed.

"I didn't steal!" The refugee looked around in panic.

He saw disgust, fear, intolerance and sympathy, but he didn't see anyone standing up.

That's normal.

"Ah." Inès held her forehead.

"Ah." W also sighed: "It's exactly like what the stinky otter said."

"That's not necessarily true." Inès suddenly argued, "Maybe he really is a thief."

W suddenly had a quick thought: "For refugees, money and precious metals will be of no use for a long time. The thing worth stealing is food."

But Rhode Island is still providing relief.

"So, you think... these Ursus militiamen are having another attack?" Inès provoked the Sarkaz girl, "That's incredible! 'It agrees with what Dr. Ott says'!"

The Sarkaz girl's logic was based on the refugees' calm thinking. But expecting "humans" to always maintain rationality was indeed a luxury.

"You bastard!" W was about to explode, but the following events further fermented.

Seeing that no one was trying to stop him, the Ursus soldier opened his mouth wide and a few drops of water splashed out.

"You still dare to quibble! What's in this pocket!?"

He continued to kick the refugee violently, then kneeled on the refugee's neck.

W climbs over the railing.

Just as the polar bear's greedy hands reached into the refugee's pockets, the sharp blade pressed against his own neck.

The Sarkaz girl easily wielded a lightweight power halberd, specially provided by a late-stage Homo sapiens, with one hand, and said coldly, "Don't bring shame to Dr. Ott."

The Ursus soldier argued, "I'm just following the doctor's orders...to maintain law and order!"

The surrounding refugees and Midwinter soldiers retreated in unison. In the distance, several Sarkaz centurions, under the command of Inès, halted the long procession.

"Oh, the doctor's order?" W took out a candy from the corner.

She stared at the Ursus candy for a long time.

The bright red nails brought the candy wrapped in purple candy paper to the thin lips, and the white pearly teeth bit it lightly, replacing the other hand holding the power halberd to remove the candy paper.

"Pooh."

The white inside of the candy wrapper faces upwards and slowly falls.

"Speaking of which, Ursus' candy is pretty good. I found quite a few when I sneaked into the core city last time."

W chewed slowly, "Chocolate, peanuts, candy... Otter specifically warned me not to eat too much, as it would cause tooth decay."

"Come to think of it, the Chernobogs actually have a pretty good life. They can eat candy until their teeth break," the Sarkaz girl said vaguely. "I guess the country folk can only chew on black bread until their teeth break?"

"Crunch, crunch, think about it, crunch, isn't this the best day for us Sarkaz people?"

Her thoughts wandered aimlessly.

"Ah, why on earth am I telling you this?"

"Gulp, that's right." W swallowed the remaining candy.

The power halberd dragged slightly, and a few drops of blood appeared on the neck of the Ursus soldier.

“You were a refugee before, right?”

"Stinky Otter picked you up from Chernobog and sent excellent warriors to the Core City time and time again."

"He put that 'Chong' in your hands and gave you the privilege of war." The young woman accidentally mispronounced the word.

"In order to put this useless piece of shit like you to good use as soon as possible, he even connected you to the internet."

The Ursus soldier's throat rolled.

"That's very tiring. Just commanding you to fight the regular army that time alone is enough to make my hair turn gray."

"Oh, sorry, I have mostly white hair."

"Anyway, the thought that there's a guy like you who's holding us back makes me sick."

"Otto is a leader after all, he has to have some dignity." The demon girl looked around: "Did he order you to do such a despicable thing?"

Both soldiers and refugees were silent.

The Ursus soldier still held onto hope and said to the other soldiers, "This Sarkaz woman is crazy! Come and help..."

This is absolutely not possible.

"Tsk." W was bored.

So, let Hedley or Inès do this kind of shitty work!

Let me do it, and this is the result.

The blood was like sweet dew, turning into raindrops behind the "fountain".

The fishy red color tightly covers the white sugar coating.

The demon girl's orange-yellow eyes shone with a terrifying light. The hand that had been holding the purple candy now delicately grasped the Ursus soldier's hair, its bright red nails growing even redder.

Tick, tick.

She raised the head, gestured around, and then left it there like discarding a candy wrapper.

The demon girl rubbed Otto's power halberd on the headless corpse. Seeing that the bloodstains could not be wiped off, she sighed again and simply said to everyone:

"Listen up! Soldiers of Ott!"

"You can only steal when Otto orders you to!"

"You can only rob when Otto orders you to!"

Looking at the eyes of the Midwinter soldiers, W brandished his power halberd and said, "According to Dr. Ott's orders! The soldier who violated military discipline has been executed! I choose to behead him and display his head in public!"

There was fear and obedience in that look.

“The rest!”

"Maintain order and ensure all refugees are resettled!"

The soldiers in the depths of winter were speechless and looked at each other for a while.

So the refugees continued to move.

Chapter 229 This is your request

Eyjafjalla carried her lunch and surveyed the surroundings. Intellectual apathy shone from Caprini's eyes, turning her beautiful face into a frost. The blood demon, reeking of motor oil and with dark circles under his eyes, reluctantly followed her.

Finally, the lamb discovered the American...W.

Ott walked towards her with a tray of food.

Currently, the Sarkaz mercenaries were undergoing a new round of training at Facility 14. They were actually eating together with the Operators and Midwinter Soldiers who had participated in the "reconstruction" of Facility 14. Due to the lack of snowfall, and the fact that the resettlement housing that had been cleared was insufficient to accommodate everyone in the short period of time, they simply ate outdoors.

The rising water vapor in the bowl turned into curling white smoke under the welcome of cold air, and its tempting aroma disturbed every hungry person.

One of them was the Sarkaz girl.

And she was surrounded by several mercenaries of the same tribe.

Due to historical factors, W and his Sarkaz mercenaries were still operating outside the core of Rhodes Island. Despite their hopes, their mercenary habits were deeply ingrained, and they remained quite wary of Rhodes Island.

Naturally, in such situations, they subconsciously flock around their leader who is fair, just and capable.

"Boss, well done!"

Several well-informed Sarkaz have heard about what happened not long ago.

"Give those greedy beasts a good beating! Let them know who's in charge here!"

Although W and others' spoils distribution plan has been supported by the Sarkaz, this does not mean that they have any grudges or rejection of the previous looting.

Naturally, they did not consider this matter from the perspective of military discipline.

She handled the military discipline issue according to her own temperament. Will Otto accept it?

Even though he said it was all up to me...

The food in front of W had been poked into a paste.

Faced with the uneasy Sarkaz girl, the mercenaries' flattery suddenly hit the horses' hooves.

"Can't these hot things shut your mouths?!"

W's sarcastic and rude attitude actually made the rebellious mercenaries more obedient.

"Yes, sir! Lord W!" They wolfed down the meat porridge in front of them as if they had received some imperial decree.

The Sarkaz girl unconsciously showed off what she had just learned. "I say, you should eat at least some vegetables. Otherwise, you won't be able to poop because of the lack of fiber..."

It seems that oatmeal is not considered "vegetarian" in the eyes of half-bottle vinegar.

"Ahem." The lamb interrupted W's vulgar words, "I'm very sure that there are a lot of people eating here right now."

"They're just coarse food stirred with a ladle. Don't I know if they can finish it?" The Sarkaz girl complained, "Don't you dare interfere with my troops? Do you think you're a stinky otter..."

She looked at the indifferent face and suddenly realized something. The corners of her mouth opened into an arc unconsciously: "So it's you!"

Eyjafjalla nodded, and Ott said, "Well done."

W slammed the table and stood up.

She said excitedly, "That's what I told you! You must want to do this! Otherwise, why would you let me take over!?"

Wait, that's not what you thought a second ago!

The Sarkaz quietly moved away from Eyjafjalla with a mixture of respect and fear.

They gathered in a distance, eating and whispering:

"It's true... the legends are all true..."

"Is that Liberi his body?"

"Not Hippogriff?"

"Jun Ni [Sarkaz swear], that feather is a crow, right?"

"Is there a possibility that the Doctor is actually a woman?"