The number of participants in the battle suddenly reversed.
During this ti, Liang Qifa repeatedly refused the request from the deputy commander for him to retreat to the rear, until his shoulder was hit by an explosive fragnt, and after receiving a serious injury, he only underwent a brief dressing, then walked back a bit into the town.
He temporarily transferred the responsibility of battle command to Ou Youning, who was eager to make achievents and had higher status within the group than him.
As they parted ways, Ou Youning asked, "Manager Liang, the garrison's losses have exceeded two thousand. Can my special agents be deployed now?"
Liang Qifa thought for a mont and nodded, "Yes, from what I see, their top experts couldn't capture more defense guns for now and have started trying to infiltrate the town aiming to demolish buildings. Just recently, so people attempted to assault the town hospital, luckily they were blocked. It's perfect timing for your people to get them in one sweep, don't let a single one escape."
"Alright, playing dirty, that's my specialty."
Ou Youning grinned, revealing a bloodthirsty glow on his face.
"Okay, it's up to you now, I'll take a break at the rear."
Imdiately after, Liang Qifa called out and turned away.
However, he did not rest but directly approached several representatives of the nomads who had relocated to Chromium Carbon Town recently.
This group averaged a comprehensive strength of mid-Fourth Level, with more than a hundred Fourth Level professionals, and even seven Fifth Level professionals.
Behind them, there were nearly five hundred Fourth Level professionals.
According to the interpersonal relationship rules within Source Star, newcors naturally banded together.
Of course, they didn't observe passively; they participated in several small-scale battles earlier where so secured victories, and others were more or less injured.
But compared to the original residents, the newcors generally suffered lighter injuries, with so withdrawing to safe zones or hiding in hos with only minor scratches.
Upon entering the room, Liang Qifa glanced around.
In the cramped and dimly lit room, the newcors avoided eye contact, showing signs of guilt for not exerting themselves fully.
Liang Qifa cleared his throat and said in a calm tone, "There are twenty thousand enemies in total, with over five hundred Third Level professionals in the vanguard. I am sure the main force has at least a thousand more Third Level professionals. The town's old residents alone can't hold them off."
"Manager Liang, look at my shoulder armor; it's shattered. We were fighting hard outside too, it's just that we are out of options for the mont."
One top-notch Fifth Level chanical Warrior ca forward to respond.
Indeed, this man was justified.
In the heat of the battle earlier, he alone guarded one defense gun, holding off a six-man siege, killing three, severely wounding two, and repelling one.
Of course, his injuries were significant, and now his damaged shoulder armor was being slowly repaired by his subordinate engineers.
Liang Qifa glanced at him, "I understand all that. But I hope you realize this is a life-and-death struggle, not a drill nor the corporate wars that ended with a company handover in the past. The intelligence departnt under the group already caught traitors among the newcors, and you're still here, proving you are relatively trustworthy. However, it's not enough."
"You've joined Chromium Carbon Town, enjoying the stable environnt we created amidst the chaos, and your families are cared for by our Ren Group, unlike other towns plunged into chaos after losing connectivity, threatened daily. You don't need to fear citizens eyeing your wives or daughters like property, snatched away with a few words."
"There's no free lunch. Having enjoyed, you must contribute. Truth is, the original residents within the town, who are the first employees of Ren Group in Chromium Carbon Town, have suffered casualties tenfold, a hundredfold more than yours! One Fifth Level professional has unfortunately died in combat, the remaining Fifth Level professionals continue to fight with injuries. The casualty rate of Fourth Level professionals exceeds fifty percent, and the mortality rate of Third and Second Level professionals exceeds sixty percent. The number of First Level professionals killed has surpassed two thousand and continues to rise."
"When tis were good, you banded together demanding the sa treatnt as us. Now when the enemy approaches, we're out there risking our lives, and you're leisurely sheltered here. Look at you, just a scratch on your face, how do you have the nerve to hide here?"
User Comments
0 comments from readers