"I know you can do this, but isn't it a little too scary!" she complained. "Could you be more prepared next time?"

She was frightened, but more because of a vague fear of Ott—a childhood fear that can haunt some people for a lifetime.

"This is... the Spear Court?" Huafalin asked in surprise, "Why would you let them train on this?"

Watching the backs of Mephistopheles and Faust finally disappearing through the gap, Otto casually replied, "The person who tied the bell must be the one to untie it."

Finally, the actors have arrived.

"Although the backgrounds of these Ursus militiamen are somewhat problematic and their survival rate is not high, it is still necessary to enhance their loyalty to us...Rhodes Island."

Kal'tsit quietly came up behind Warfarin and asked, "Isn't this the whole reason?"

"Yes, this is unlike your character." Huafalin said seriously: "You have already regarded the first batch of Midwinter Soldiers as expendable. Why would you care whether they are more loyal or not!?"

Then she realized: It seemed that the person who spoke just now was Kal'tsit?

"Waaaaaa! How come you guys share the same pants for something like this!?"

Speaking of pants, today Kal'tsit specially changed into a women's suit for the pair of small leather shoes that Otto admired.

Chapter 143 Can you show me that?

Although he once wanted to abduct Faust as well, he also prepared a prison for the living accessory Mephistopheles.

But after facing Mephistopheles again, Otto decided: You, Faust, can come or not, but I am tired of looking at Mephistopheles. I will let the direct victims do it themselves and execute him!

Specially giving the people of Qiecheng a chance to kill their enemies, are you so ritualistic?

In fact, Otto's choice, to a greater extent, is based on the premise of "killing Mephistopheles", choosing a world line for Mephistopheles' death that is more favorable to Otto himself.

And this kind of awkward words...

"I don't like that kid." Otto said bluntly: "So, I want to make good use of his body."

Some people are still alive, but in Otto's heart, they are already corpses.

"Speaking of which, has the Engineering Department finalized the design for the Winter Soldier series?" Blood Demon asked. "If we use models for training now, they may not be effective on the battlefield..."

Kelsey shook her head and explained, "They train for..."

Maomao was at a loss for words for a moment, so he evaded the question by saying, "Not all training and training results are obvious at a glance."

"What they do now will be remembered by their bodies, and their bodies..."

Before Kal'tsit could finish her riddle, Warfarin interrupted her: "I'm starting to get mad. There's no need to continue!"

"Otto, besides...Otto?" Huafalin asked doubtfully, "Where are the others?"

Kal'tsit crossed her arms and said calmly, "He has a lot to do, but right now he needs to focus on the military."

That's exactly what happened.

With Otto's deliberate indulgence, Mephistopheles and Faust had already "escaped" with a small force through the gap in Rhodes Island's formation. The main force of their direct troops had been left behind in the encirclement to cover their retreat.

When they were about to leave the "Millennium Cake" completely, Sharp led the entire sharp knife team to cut off their team. As a result, the team that Mephistopheles and Faust took away was much smaller than what Mephistopheles had originally planned.

Faust remained in hiding, but he lied loudly to the White Masks of the Reunion Movement: "Bonecrusher and Regicide are here to help me!"

"As long as we get out of here, everything will be fine."

Besides believing it, what else could the White Masks do at this moment? Turn around and dive back into the encirclement? Obviously, that wasn't realistic.

The sound of fighting in front made all the white masks feel dizzy: they had just escaped from the wolf's den and entered the tiger's den.

Ahead is the Guard Bureau!

Xingxiong said calmly, "Attention all units! The enemy leader unit has been spotted!"

Shi Huaiya added: "Given the current battlefield situation, the primary goal has changed from capturing to killing!"

Mephistopheles continued to feign composure in front of Faust, saying, "My herds are all ahead! We can easily defeat them!"

The one you are opposing is the Tathagata Palm, right?

At this moment, the integration movements that remained in the encirclement had reached a point where Otto thought they could be wiped out in one go.

Ott checked the time and estimated the distance.

Different instructions came from the operators' headsets.

"Go past the enemy and attack his calf..."

"Speed up and rush towards the office, with your back to the enemy..."

"The enemy has been controlled. Originium crystals are proliferating abnormally. Inject inhibitors immediately..."

These delicate micro-managements often emphasize multi-person collaboration and are only used against high-threat units. More often, they are broadly defined as defending someone or attacking someone else.

Soon, with the local military advantage, the thousand-layer cake gradually turned into a cream-filled bread, and the integration movement within the encirclement had either lost its therapeutic value or had been controlled.

The wind howled.

The timing was just right.

On the other end of the line, the pilot said clearly, "Doc! The prototype you requested!"

Then, a supply box with a parachute dropped from the aircraft. The parachute, which was more decorative than practical, had not yet fully opened before the supply box landed on the ground.

"Thank you for your hard work. Tonight, between 8 and 9 PM, come to my office on this ship to collect your wartime flight allowance. Meanwhile, I'll be returning these high-risk prisoners to the temporary prison on Rhodes Island."

That was the illegal building that Otto had Krosil build before he left Rhodes Island and came to Lungmen to take charge of the work.

"Doctor, what if they cause trouble?" the pilot asked curiously.

"They no longer have the energy to do such a thing. Besides, someone will escort them all the way." Otto responded casually. At the same time, Ghost Shark had already opened the box for him.

Perseverance, a very interesting word.

Inside the box was a cold-powered power halberd. Unlike other power halberds, this prototype completely abandoned the Originium circuit.

As a technical weapon, its upper limit can be said to be quite low.

"Ghost Shark, let me in."

The nun raised her head, and the blood vessels on her beautiful neck could almost be seen. She said nothing, and the deep-sea hunter's scarlet eyes were instantly filled with deep indifference.

Looking closely into the Ghost Shark's eyes, one can see a young man from Liberi picking up the Cold Drive Halberd with both hands.

He didn't have much strength, but thanks to the Lengqi Halberd's pressure release and rotation-based approach, and the guiding principle of making the best use of the weapon's own weight, the Lengqi Halberd's movements were still very smooth.

Otto did another trick: he was inside the ghost shark and controlled his own body remotely.

"Doc Otter, can you still use such heavy weapons?"

The earth spirit was a little surprised.

"No, I won't." Ott glanced at her and said, "You're here just in time. You can lead the team and form a temporary team to escort these prisoners back."

The Earth Spirit sighed, then smiled bitterly and said, "If I don't talk to you..."

"Although it's not necessary, you are indeed the best candidate."

Ott slowly finished his swing test, pulling the power halberd with both hands. Its long handle hit the ground with a dull sound.

It may not be the Earth Spirit, but as the messenger of natural disasters wearing a "Sleeping Dream Instrument" on his head, if an incident occurs suddenly, Otto can use more excuses.

On the other hand, the Phantom Crossbowmen were already demoralized due to Mephisto's brutality, their repeated attacks being blocked, and their current situation of fleeing. Not to mention the battle-inexperienced newcomers to Longmen.

It can be said that at this moment, the ones who bear the most pressure in their team are Mephistopheles and his herd.

Wait, “bear the most pressure”, right?

I can finally perform some "torture" in front of the Guards!

Kosciuszko → Tallulah → Mephistopheles.

In this way, with Wei Yanwu's brain, it would be easy for him to link this mental abnormality with Kosice.

Chapter 144: I wish you were sewn to death in the belly of a beast of burden!

"Speed up the march. The Guards are wavering faster than I expected."

The cold-driven force halberd has been handed over to the ghost shark for safekeeping, so Otto has the spare energy to make sarcastic remarks.

But the facts are pretty much the same.

Faced with the violent hosts commanded by Mephisto himself, the Guards' front line showed signs of collapse.

"Doc Otter, aren't the Imperial Guards well-trained?" Amiya asked curiously, "Why are they collapsing now?"

Ott corrected him, "The Guard Bureau is only wavering now. The probability of its collapse is not high, but we'd better not gamble."

"Fighting an infected individual with giant crystal clusters emerging from their bodies will place immense psychological pressure on conventional troops," Ott continued briefly. "The hesitation caused by this psychological pressure can be exploited by someone like Mephisto."

What's more, the Guards Bureau is far from being a "regular force".

"Doc Otter, could it be that..."

Eyjafjalla, who was standing by, could hardly believe her ears.

"Mephisto has become a man without any bottom line." Otto said tactfully.

as predicted.

"This kind of thing!" Faust grabbed Mephistopheles' hand. "Aren't we fighting for the infected?"

Mephistopheles hesitated, and stammered, "But, if not... Sasha, you won't be able to escape..."

Faust desperately shook Mephistopheles' frail body. He sternly shouted, "Escape this way! How is that any different from death!?"

Behind the battle line composed of violent hosts, phantom crossbowmen and reorganized defeated troops, Mephistopheles and Faust were arguing.

Fortunately, the Originium crystal clusters on the violent host have a morale-destroying effect on normal people, otherwise they would have no time to sleepwalk here...

The subject of their argument was a violent host leader who was dying.

Even a person without profound knowledge of medicine and Originium could easily see that Mr. Half-Life, whose Originium crystal clusters began to grow abnormally on his body, would most likely explode after his death.

Mephistopheles's plan is self-evident: he wants to use this dirty bomb.

"He's already dying... We might as well create a chance for us to escape." Mephistopheles dodged a bit and said, "If I just give him a gentle push..."

Now, he is indeed dying.

But how did he "die"?

Mephistopheles's dodge itself is also an answer.

On the other side, the front line.

As ranged units, the Phantom Crossbowmen had to team up with the Berserker Hosts to fight in this narrow alleyway. The intense battle left them no time to pay attention to the "debate" behind them.

If they knew of Mephistopheles's intentions, would they be overjoyed at the possibility of escape, or would they be saddened by the fact that their companions had been exploited?

I'm afraid both.

"Follow me!" Xingxiong shouted and led the reserve team into battle.

Due to the complex terrain of the slums, the conflict was largely divided by buildings into large battlefields on the main roads and smaller battlefields in the alleys.

If the carbon-based CPU in Mephisto's skull could keep up, then his best option would be to hold the line on the main road, break through from the alleys, and encircle the Guards to seize the initiative - then leave someone behind to cover his retreat and escape.

Yes, as a fire reconnaissance operation, when Otto was entangled in the office, the Reunion Movement team had been sentenced to death in a sense.

One of the greatest strengths of the Berserker Hosts is their fearlessness, born from their suppressed intelligence. These formidable warriors (referring to the Originium crystals) can only rely on instinct to fight after being separated from Mephisto's command.

In a narrow alley, this instinctive reaction was barely enough, but on a slightly wider frontal battlefield, it would only disrupt the battle formation. And if the focus was on the alley, the instinctive reaction of the violent hosts would completely expose the Phantom Crossbowmen to the firepower of the Guards.

"Attention all units! Xingxiong has broken through the enemy's defense line!" With the help of tactical headphones, Shi Huaiya's voice was accurately transmitted to other people in the Guard Bureau.

Normally, the reserve team is like a trump card, the "odd" in the saying "win by chance". The team that reveals its trump card first will most likely be at a disadvantage.

In order to deal with the morale problem caused by the violent host, Xingxiong led the reserve troops of the Guards Bureau into the enemy camp, which indeed boosted the morale of the Guards Bureau.

But it also means that this team of guards that Chen Huijie had obtained by using his face has lost its room for maneuver.

"That's right, that's right! Partner! You're back!" Feeling the power surge out again, Mephistopheles was ecstatic.

"partner?"

Faust wondered.

Ott was a little surprised.

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