The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.
Anne swallowed, still trying to calm the situation: "Yuri... your name is Yuri, right? There's still time to stop now! I think that although you and that little boy may have experienced some unfortunate things, it's better to take revenge on innocent people..."
"No." Yuri interrupted her, "It's not revenge. Don't listen to Hugo's nonsense."
"Why is that?" Gresham asked after losing contact with the rear command.
“Because of the position.”
Because of interests, because of beliefs, because people can never coexist peacefully.
"I didn't have any problem with you guys before," Yuri continued, ignoring Hugo's complaints. "But today, I'm afraid I'll have to help my teacher kill you until he calms down."
“…”
"I'm not having a fight of pride, you idiot!" Hugo's voice, broadcast through a loud speaker, came from behind.
"You're not," Yuri responded, trying to straighten himself up.
"Forget it." The android switched the voice channel and said in the information transmission channel that only the two of them could hear, "Just charge forward. You won't die anyway, and you won't feel any pain."
"This is your revenge, teacher."
"Don't talk nonsense."
"He, he just did that?!"
A legionnaire holding a telescope was caught off guard and shuddered. "I thought they had some other plans! How is this any different from committing suicide?"
Yeda: "Don't let your guard down! The second squad will advance into the park to find Ulises Valen's accomplices! The rest of you, seize the opportunity to try and subdue Yuri!"
"Annie is still..."
"Don't worry about her," said Yeda. "Since she dared to run to the enemy base alone, she should be prepared to bear the consequences."
"……yes!"
Gresham's massive frame dodged Yuri's sudden attack with agility that didn't match his size.
A hint of doubt flashed across his eyes, and he carefully took out the gun hanging from his waist and aimed it at the opponent's limbs, but found that Yuri seemed to have not seen the hot weapon. He turned around expressionlessly and hit his lower abdomen.
In a flash, he pulled the trigger reflexively.
"Bang--"
"Is it over...?" the team members who were preparing to provide support in the distance said in confusion.
"The bullet hit Ulysses' lung! Gresham should have aimed at his arm, but his sudden acceleration caused the bullet's impact to change location. We may need to prepare first aid for heavy bleeding... Wait! He has regenerative abilities!"
Although people knew that Yuri possessed this rare ability, they did not know to what extent he could do it.
And now, in full view of everyone, the wound that was bleeding and potentially fatal healed in almost the blink of an eye.
"Simply--" Not like a human being!
Gresham trusted his marksmanship. He saw with his own eyes the bullet penetrate the lungs, blood gushing out, and Yuri's forward steps stopped for a moment.
He relaxed for a moment the moment the enemy was shot, because no matter how strong a person's willpower was, as long as he was still human, it was impossible for him to remain indifferent to the sudden pain inflicted on his body. Even if it was an instinctive stress reaction, it was enough for Gresham to calm down and prepare for the next wave of changes.
But in the blink of an eye, Yuri moved.
He easily hit Gresham's wrist and snatched the knife away. He turned it 180 degrees and aimed it at Gresham's chest: "Bang!"
“——!”
"I told you they don't understand you." Two minutes ago, Hugo's calm voice rang in Yuri's ears. "The only thing you need to do at the beginning is to hurt yourself more."
Minor injuries are not easy to heal, but serious injuries are easy to heal.
"run."
Yuri suddenly sped up in response to the command in his ear.
The bullet entered his body, but he felt nothing, just like a knife inserted into tofu. The chef's heart was filled with indifference towards the ingredients and excitement for the next steps.
"Take his gun. Williams told you what to do."
"The safety is on, raise your hands."
"shot."
"Turn around and shoot again."
"Bang!"
Bertie rolled on the ground. In the cloud of dust, his heart almost jumped out of his throat. He felt the bullet grazed his neck.
A trace of blood appeared on the scrapes on his elbow and neck.
"Run forward."
"stop."
Yuri failed to brake due to inertia, and just as the support team arrived from a distance, another bullet hit his left hind leg.
If he hadn't stumbled, the bullet wouldn't have hit him.
"Get down." Hugo's voice remained calm. It was unclear whether he had realized his mistake or if he had taken inertia into account. "Keep firing ahead."
A member of the Legion couldn't help but rush forward to protect Bertie, who seemed to be doomed. At the same time, Yeda shouted: "Cease fire! Otherwise we will use drones!"
“No!” Bertie huddled behind the flower bed. The scream caused the wound on his neck to ooze more blood, making him look horrible. “It can only be a human! No machine will do!”
"What does he mean?!" The team member who was watching the situation from a distance was almost stunned. "Aren't there just two of them? A drone can quickly go up and—"
"UAV equipment S001 has lost contact."
"Alarm, alarm."
"The firewall has been compromised. Drone S001-015 has lost contact with the host. Emergency measures are being taken."
"Emergency defense measures activated. No one except those with the highest authority may issue orders for 24 hours. Repeat again..."
"...How many people did we bring?" asked the team member who spoke earlier.
"Numbers aren't the issue," his companion said. "We're not far from the downtown area, so we absolutely cannot use large-scale weapons of mass destruction, and we certainly can't delay for too long. Besides, Gresham desperately needs help. What does the captain say?"
Yeda's expression was serious. "Wait until he runs out of bullets? Even if he's not afraid of death, how long can he hold out?"
"He can hold out until Gresham dies...Sir, he's still alive now."
“…”
Yuri took a deep breath, threw the empty gun in his hand aside, bent down and picked up the weapon of the team member who had tried to help Bertie but was killed in return from the pool of blood.
It was a brand new, well-maintained, and advanced model □□. This must have been fired by a new recruit who had not experienced many battles and was as skilled as Yuri.
If this wasn't an urban area, Yuri might have a chance to get his hands on some military-controlled weapons, such as munitions or shotgun shells.
"How does it feel?" Hugo asked during a break in the battle.
"Nothing," Yuri said in a low voice. He bent down and pulled the bullet out of his hind leg. The previous wound in his lower abdomen was a penetrating wound, which had long since healed. "We can't win anyway. Are you feeling a little relieved now, Sensei?"
There was a moment of silence in the headphones.
After a while, Hugo said, "I hate this feeling. Watching others try their best, but then having to bow their heads and admit defeat."
Yuri let out a vague chuckle, which sounded more like rapid panting after strenuous exercise.
"It's all right with me," he said. "Since I'm not going to die anyway, I'll just do whatever you say."
The man took the time to look back at Anne who was kneeling beside Gresham. Her face was pale, her pupils shrunk into a dot, and her muscles were trembling constantly, like a little animal that suddenly faced a strong enemy alone after the death of its mother.
“How pitiful…”
Hugo thought he was talking about Anne.
Finally, Yuri said, "How pitiful, Erica."
"Sir!"
Yeda gritted his teeth and said, "Where's the Wolf? Let her come!"
"…Are you serious?"
"I'll write a report to my superiors afterwards! Didn't I tell you to use super powers to defeat super powers?"
"Wolf?" Yuri, who had also heard her, looked over in confusion. "Is it a human or an animal?"
Soon his questions were answered.
A long-haired woman with a height of nearly 1.9 meters and dark green eyes walked to the center of the battlefield.
"I'm 'Wolf,'" she introduced herself. "Nice to meet you."
The wolf was holding a half-meter-long fire axe in his hand.
"I heard you have the ability to regenerate? What a coincidence! My ability is to tear apart, kill, devour, and destroy all life in sight."
"Let's see who's more powerful, monster."
**
"He's not dead yet. But he's dying," Igor said. "The location of the wound is too dangerous. Although seriously injured patients on the verge of death in the medical cabin can be resuscitated, the prerequisite is that the person is still breathing."
The dagger that Azathoth had been keeping trembled wildly after the wolf appeared, but Azathoth ignored it.
"Do you want to go move around?" he asked.
"?"
"Go and move around. They know you're here anyway," Azathoth said. "That man with four characters in his name won't die either. I promise."
Igor was stunned for a moment and said, "It's Gresham."
"Whatever."
The gray-haired young man looked at him, then looked down at the gun in his hand.
A long-lost warmth emerged in my throat, like a person who had not been able to run on his legs for a long time, and suddenly one day he was able to stand on the track again.
"I...I can go and help." He coughed his slightly dry throat and smiled. "I hope Hugo won't think I'm in the way."
"It must be delighted," Azathoth said decisively. "Right now, Hugo should be hiding behind the scenes, chewing on his handkerchief, heartbroken over the forced retreat. Our appearance is like a hero descending from heaven on a rainbow cloud to rescue the princess. This guy says he doesn't want me to interfere, but there must be a program somewhere scolding me for being so ungrateful. If it were before, I would never hide at home and not help him..."
Williams stood aside with a subtle fifteen-degree smile.
The android’s inner thoughts: I say, it’s not good for you to have this conversation without paying attention to others.
Igor: “…”
To be fair, does Azathoth forget his principles for the sake of beauty?
some.
The person who was favored smoothed the loose hair on his forehead, said nothing, and just straightened his clothes and prepared to go out under the strange look of his sister Wendy.
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