At the forefront of the wolf attack convoy, Hibell sat on the heavy motorcycle beside, softly singing a haunting ballad:
[They laugh and cavort, in opulence and luxury]
[Everything is clearly divided and understood]
[We are deeply ensnared in hardship, endlessly sinking]
[Yet the years flow like water]
[In an instant, we awaken, with blazing flas]
[Who blows the horn in the night?]
[The high walls tremble slightly, destined to vanish]
Singing along, tears welled up in Hibell's eyes, trickling down in the cold wind.
A young man with thin-frad glasses ca up behind Hibell, gently placing a hand on her shoulder: "Hibell, you're crying again."
Hibell wiped away the tears, elbowing the young man's stomach: "Troy, and you are my own brother! I've told you many tis, this isn't crying! I tear up when I get emotional, it's a physiological reaction, I can't control it!"
As she spoke, Hibell suddenly started to cough, covering her mouth with her sleeve as she coughed uncontrollably.
Troy quickly squatted down, pulling at Hibell's sleeve and saw it was stained with blood.
He involuntarily clenched his fist: "Your Blood Code Dissociation Syndro is getting worse... In the future, leave things to others, don't use the blood code anymore."
"Stop babbling, I'm not a child, I know my limits." Hibell wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, gazing once more toward the distant rust walls.
Troy also followed her gaze, asking solemnly: "Didn't we say the operation was next week? Why has it been moved to today?"
Hibell laughed coldly: "The rcenaries made such a big scene settling the Raven's Nest, all the major groups are wavering, of course we need a more forceful response."
"The boss lady said a week is too long, we're taking action today."
"Tap tap tap..." At this mont, footsteps echoed from behind, clear yet carrying a heavy sense of oppression.
"She's here." Just as Hibell was about to dismount, a hand in a black leather glove gently pressed her down.
The newcor lightly wiped the blood trace from Hibell's mouth with her fingers, nodding to her, indicating to stay seated.
Hibell gave a slight nod in respect.
The newcor was a tall woman, about 187 cm, with dark purple eyes that exuded an oppressive force against the black leather coat, forming an awe-inspiring aura.
Leader of the wolf attack, "Wolf King" Fenrir!
Fenrir walked to the forefront of the wolf attack convoy, gazing toward the far-off high walls, her lips curved into a dangerous arc: "The rust walls, they isolate the borderlands, letting the Inner City People indulge in peace, undisturbed."
"I wonder if they have considered that if one day the rust walls no longer exist, the false tranquility completely shatters, where they will go."
After saying this, Fenrir walked forward alone, the wolf mane decoration on her shoulder fluttering in the cold wind, an imnse battle intent welled up, larger than ever seen.
All the wolf attack mbers remained still, just watching Fenrir's back, coldly smiling, while silently gazing at the distant rust walls.
...
"What is she planning to do?!" Watching Fenrir approaching from afar, the expression froze on the veteran's face.
Fenrir got closer and closer, the laser beams from the firepower recognition system cast in front, declaring it an impassable forbidden zone.
However, under the stunned gaze of the two, Fenrir walked straight through the laser beams and stepped into the firepower recognition area.
The veteran's face changed drastically, imdiately turning on the loudspeaker to sternly warn: "Warning! You have entered the rust wall firepower recognition area, withdraw imdiately!"
"According to the New Moon City Rust Wall Defense Act, Section 3, we are authorized to shoot you on sight! Withdraw imdiately!"
anwhile, the rust wall's fire control warning module also identified this unverified life form, activating the automatic defense system.
The rust wall's surface kept retracting inward, revealing nurous chanical cells, a large number of foldable turrets protruding, deploying along the wall, aiming uniformly.
In an instant, over twenty laser red dots appeared on Fenrir.
She did not retreat, not even pausing for a mont, only laughed strangely, her dark purple eyes reflecting the cold light as if ignited with flas that could scorch the heavens, seemingly about to ravage everything around.
The new recruit had never seen such a situation, confusedly asked: "What should we do?"
The veteran made a quick decision, pointing to the operations terminal not far away: "Weapon release, open fire!"
The two ran to the sides of the operation terminal, each entering the password assigned to them, then took the tal key hanging from their waists, inserted it into the terminal, exchanged glances, and turned it simultaneously.
"Buzz——" The defense system in the middle section of Rust Wall M17 District fully activated.
A surge of energy poured into the Rust Wall turrets. As the system activated, it screeched sharply. Over twenty close-in weapon systems simultaneously opened fire. The 20mm caliber automatic rotary guns spewed out tongues of fla several ters long, each like a small sun.
"Ratatatatata——" The sound of gunfire was deafening, forcing two soldiers to cover their ears and open their mouths to prevent their eardrums from being burst by the sound waves.
Fenrir was instantly shrouded in a cloud of dust kicked up by the rain of bullets. The dust in the sky was not only mixed with stone fragnts but also incredibly dense crimson blood spatter.
The barrage lasted for three seconds, which seed very short, but more than twenty close-in weapon systems fired several thousand rounds.
The power of this barrage would rip apart even the toughest of beasts into blood and at shreds.
As the attack ended, two soldiers stuck their heads out, looking towards the wolf attack crowd in the distance.
They had initially thought that with the leader killed, these marauders would scatter and flee.
But the wolf attack crowd stood their ground, not a single person moved, not even a gasp was heard, their silence was sowhat unnerving.
At the site of the close-in weapon systems' bombardnt, the dust mixed with fresh blood slowly settled.
When that silhouette erged and reappeared in their vision, the two only felt a cold rush from their spine spreading to their limbs.
"What kind of monster is this...?"
Fenrir's tall body stood firm, her arms crossed in front of her. Her entire body was like a porcupine, filled with lodged bullet heads, and scorching shell casings made direct contact with her flesh, continuously emitting smoke.
The 20mm caliber bullets, enough to penetrate tank armor, could only pierce Fenrir's skin, getting stuck within her muscle layer!
Fenrir's body trembled, and the dense array of bullet heads were pressed out of her body, tinkling as they fell to the ground like a tallic rainstorm.
She tore apart the shredded black jacket, casually flinging it into the air, leaving only a blood-soaked sports vest.
Unlike the soft bodies of typical won, her arms and waist were lined with beautifully undulated muscles, exuding a powerful sense of strength like a cheetah.
She raised her finger towards the stunned patrol soldiers, then pointed it to her chest.
The aning was clear: It's my turn.
In the next mont, Fenrir's figure vanished. Where she once stood, there appeared large, radiating ripples, remnants of a broken sound barrier.
"Boom!!!" The sonic boom swept around like a tsunami, nearly tearing apart the patrol soldiers' eardrums.
They didn't even have ti to react before everything went black—the world beneath their feet seed to collapse. Their bodies lost all control, falling into a state of deafness and blindness amidst the violent shock. They could hear nothing, see nothing.
The two of them seed to have fallen into a tumultuous black sea, tumbling amidst chaotic currents.
Darkness...
Only darkness...
When they regained their senses, they could no longer tell how long they had been unconscious.
Instinctively, they looked around. The control terminal had sohow turned into scrap tal, and all the close-in weapon systems were destroyed, erupting into bursts of flas that nearly lit up the night. Piercing alarms rang everywhere.
Both new and veteran soldiers helped each other stand up, struggling to peek over the edge of the Rust Wall, witnessing an unforgettable scene.
The Rust Wall, that towering barrier separating the Borderlands from the Inner City... had been breached.
The tallic gate below them was completely shattered, the entire structure blown from outside to inside, with countless tal debris strewn across the streets, so even flung hundreds of ters away, crashing into residential buildings.
The wolf attack crowd once gathered outside the Rust Wall had vanished, yet an even larger crowd erged, so running, others driving various modified vehicles, surging forward.
"The Rust Wall has been breached! Brothers, charge!"
"Kill, kill, kill! Slaughter those inner city pigs! Leave none alive!"
"Wolf attack! Our king! Boss Fenrir! King of the Borderlands!!!"
These were all marauders from various groups of the Borderlands. They scread, roared, and cheered, surging like waves towards the Rust Wall gate shattered by Fenrir.
In an instant, the veteran soldier felt his hands and feet go cold. Trembling, he pulled out his communicator, dialed the ergency hotline, and scread: "Command center! Wolf attack has breached the Rust Wall! M17 District middle section wall breached!"
"Repeat! M17 District middle section wall breached! Marauders are flooding into the Inner City, requesting imdiate reinforcents!!!"
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Dawn 152nd Year, October 3rd, 19:02.
New Moon City Rust Wall has fallen.
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