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"...The number is unknown."
Helian was silent for a moment and did not provide any information.
"Is that so? We will do our best to defend the base, but if the enemy is too numerous, will we be allowed to retreat?"
FAL asked.
"Yun...zila...zila...Xu."
"What's the retreat route?"
"It has not yet been planned... sizzle...."
"? How come you didn't plan it out? This isn't like you, Helian?"
FAL frowned. She instinctively felt that something was not right. Helian's virtual projection turned into gray particles, and then the communication was completely cut off.
"The signal is being jammed... The enemy is very close to us, go out and garrison immediately."
Combined with Helian's previous orders, FAL immediately guessed that the signal was interfered by Sangvis Iron Blood, and immediately issued a combat order.
When the four men each brought four puppet figures to garrison outside the headquarters, the expressions on their faces became extremely ugly as they looked at the soldier ants that were pressing in like a tide.
"Hey, hey, hey, this number is not the level we can defend against, right? There must be 10,000 combat units, right? "
M1918 complained with a twitching mouth. At this moment, the four of them understood why Helian had been a little unnatural before.
Even if they count the puppet dolls, they only have 20 combat units that can fight. Facing more than Iron-Blooded combat units, there is no chance of winning.
Even if we retreat... it's too late, unless we run away immediately.
But Helian's order was to hold the position, so the possibility of running away without even fighting was blocked...
"Tsk, have you been tricked? Each of you should keep a puppet as a logistics support to transport ammunition. The M37 will be used as a shotgun to clear the area at close range. Don't shoot until the enemy gets close enough to save your ammunition."
"ORB and M1918 use free fire to reduce the number of enemy combat units. I will be responsible for attacking the special combat units of the Iron Blood."
FAL quickly issued combat orders.
M37 immediately leaped forward with his puppet figure and stood in front of all the figures.
M1817 and ORB immediately picked up their branded weapons and started firing freely.
"Wow, wow, I don't want to die... I don't want to die."
ORB glanced at the soldier ants that were pouring in like a tide with tears in her eyes. She had originally just wanted to work at Griffin to pay off the huge debt she had owed before, but she had never expected to encounter such a dangerous situation. She was originally a civilian humanoid and was almost going to have a mental breakdown facing this kind of scene.
"If you don't want to die, kill all the enemies! That way you can survive! Don't think about anything else, just focus on destroying the scum of Iron Blood!"
FAL shouted that if ORB collapsed in this situation, it would lose precious combat power. Although she felt that Griffin's reinforcements might not arrive in time, Helian said that reinforcements were better than no hope at all, so she planned to hold on to the end.
Under the powerful firepower of M1918 and ORB, the soldier ants rushing in the front fell one after another like cut wheat, but in the next second more soldier ants would fill the gaps cleared by the rain of bullets.
Soon, the four discovered something wrong.
"FAL, why don't these soldier ants attack us?"
M1918 asked in confusion. Logically, they had entered the soldier ants' shooting range, but the soldier ants did not attack them.
This silent feeling of fear made several people feel a little scared.
"No matter what, we can't let them get close to us. No matter if they attack us or not, we will kill as many as we can."
FAL gave the order without hesitation.
Soon, the magazine of the M1918 was emptied. Although the puppet immediately handed over a spare magazine, the soldier ants took advantage of the short time to change the bullets and greatly closed the distance.
At this time, M37 and three puppet figures standing in the front row opened fire. The barrage of shotgun bullets immediately swept down the soldier ants rushing in the front. The M1918 and ORB, which had changed bullets, continued to fire.
They didn't even need to aim, every bullet would penetrate the body of the soldier ant, the number gap between the two sides was so outrageous.
Seeing that there were no advanced Iron-Blooded units joining the battlefield, FAL also launched an attack with his puppet figures.
"This isn't good! FAL, the soldier ants on the periphery are trying to surround us from behind. If we don't leave now, it will be too late!!"
M1918 shouted loudly, but her voice was completely suppressed by the intense gunfire.
"What did you say? I can't hear you!!!"
FAL also shouted.
"Being! Surrounded!!!!!!"
"That's nothing we can do. The amount of ammunition we can take away is limited. If we leave the headquarters with a large amount of ammunition, we will soon run out of ammunition and food! Instead of dying in such a miserable way, we might as well hold on here and wait for reinforcements!"
FAL answered loudly.
However, the final moment soon arrived. The soldier ants that had gone around attacked the puppet figures responsible for transporting ammunition supplies from the back of the front line. The four people and the puppet figures who had lost their ammunition supplies quickly ran out of ammunition and were then completely surrounded by the soldier ants.
"This situation... is really not good. Are we going to become scrap metal?"
M37 smiled bitterly and used the bulletproof steel plate to support his body.
"Wuwuwuwu... I don't want to die... Why did things turn out like this, why... I clearly didn't do anything bad."
ORB hugged his branded weapon tightly with tears in his eyes.
"Tsk, is that the end?"
The always strong and confident FAL also lost her usual calm smile. There was really no other way. It was unrealistic to use 20 humanoids to resist tens of thousands of combat units. She couldn't even establish a complete front line.
If there were a little more, then maybe it could have lasted a little longer, but the ending was already determined.
"What are they waiting for?"
M1918 pointed at the soldier ants that had stopped moving around him.
These soldier ants had not attacked them since the start of the battle, but they still surrounded them silently.
"Or or or maybe we can run away and run away?"
ORB stammered.
"Try it for a bit."
FAL tentatively chose a weak point of the soldier ant and took a step.
In an instant, a large number of soldier ants blocked the gap.
"It doesn't look like it's going to work."
FAL smiled bitterly. Even though she was an excellent person, she couldn't think of a way to escape from the predicament.
At this time, the soldier ants in one direction suddenly wanted to disperse to the side, leaving a wide passage. Despite this, the four FALs did not walk in the direction of this passage.
The reason was simple. A small, iron-blooded humanoid exuding heavy pressure walked towards her quickly. Her face was full of majesty, which was inconsistent with her young body.
"Griffin's humanoids, immediately lay down your weapons and surrender. You have no right to refuse. The network of this S08 war zone has been disrupted by us. Griffin's headquarters has also been attacked by our network. All your mental backups have been destroyed. Only the individuals currently here are left."
"If I surrender, won't you kill me..."
ORB asked weakly.
"Of course, I can guarantee your safety. You are important commodities."
"Then, I surrender."
ORB put down his branded weapon.
A team of dragoons quickly approached ORB, took away her branded weapon, and then restrained ORB with chains.
"Commodity? Are you guys from Iron and Blood Works interested in our Griffin dolls?"
FAL rolled his eyes, ready to extract some information from the judge.
"No comment. You just need to know that you have no right to refuse now. Griffin has no ability to save you from me."
The judge replied coldly that if Eliza didn't want to use these Griffin dolls to exchange for enhancement modules from Moyin, she would not bother to do such a troublesome thing.
But this is what Eliza wanted after all, so she talked nicely to these Griffin dolls.
"Yes, yes, I surrender, everyone, put down your weapons."
FAL shrugged. They had fought for Griffin to the end. Now they didn't even have a bullet left and there was no need to continue resisting.
After receiving FAL's order, M1918 and M37 also had their puppets place the branded weapons on the ground.
Soon the dragoons came forward to take away the branded weapons and then used chains to restrain FAL and the other humanoids.
"Hey, are you going to capture even consumables like puppet dolls?"
FAL started to complain.
"At this stage, we cannot tell which one is the real one, so you must take them all away. After the transaction begins, the other party will determine your identities. Be honest and don't play tricks, otherwise I will tear you apart and only the mind cloud map will be left."
The judge warned coldly.
"Haha, selling it for a good price? This is really ridiculous."
FAL smiled self-deprecatingly. She had never imagined that one day she would be sold as a prisoner.
The judge did not say much to her. All the humanoids were stuffed into a vehicle. As the door of the vehicle closed, darkness enveloped all the restrained humanoids.
"Ahhh... What a pity! I still have money left to spend. I should have bought a few more clothes I liked last time I went shopping."
In the darkness, M1918 complained with great regret.
"Well, it would be nice if they were sold to ordinary people. Then we should be able to escape easily with our tactical effectiveness. However, Iron Blood Works probably won't do business with ordinary humans."
FAL began to think about what would happen next.
"Isn't Iron Blood Works hostile to humans? Aren't their customers also humanoids?"
M37 raised doubts.
"Who knows, but if they are both humanoid, what kind of humanoid would be interested in us?"
FAL also felt a little confused.
No matter how cheap the soldier ants that died at their hands were, when added up in number they would amount to a considerable sum of money.
To make Iron Blood pay such a huge price to capture them, it is obvious that the financier behind the scenes must be very rich.
"It seems that the soldier ants didn't attack us before in order to ensure our integrity as commodities. At least from a safety perspective, as long as we don't do anything out of line before we are sold, we shouldn't be harmed."
FAL began to analyze.
"It's really strange. After Iron Blood captured us, they didn't even torture us for intelligence?"