Liquid: Black Hawk Moth
[Important update: Chapter 106 updated the illustrations for "Battle Maid: Eastern Holy Moon" and Chapter 113 updated the illustrations for "Liquid: Black Hawk Moth."]
"Huh? Are these guys crazy? Are they trying to retaliate against our provocation this morning? Bors, it seems I was right. The commander you favored isn't very smart."
Hela looked at the Silver Falcon Team and saw that they had voluntarily abandoned their strongest dancer, her eyes full of disdain.
If people do not have a clear understanding of themselves, they are likely to destroy themselves.
In Hela's view, the Silver Falcon Squad's actions were no different from self-destruction.
Bols was silent for a rare moment. He didn't expect that Wu Jie would actually abandon the crystal dance costume and not use it.
Logically speaking, as long as Wu Jie is not stupid, he can clearly see that Liquid's provocation in the stands this morning was intended to make the other party lose their rationality.
But he knew it, yes, he knew it, so why did he still do it? There was no reason.
Bols suddenly slapped his head and thought, yes, it’s the simplest truth, he wants to hide his strength deliberately!
But then I thought again, it wasn't right. Although the Susanoo team was lacking in tactics, their frontal force was not weak. Could they really win with only five people?
Then, dozens of different battle simulations began to run through Bols' mind...
[No, still no.]
[No, this formation is wrong too.]
[This method is effective in the early stages, but lacks stamina, and it's not enough to end the battle in one burst.]
Bols fell silent. He had just run through dozens of combat scenarios in his mind in a split second, and simulated everything he had learned and believed to be effective.
The result still felt wrong and didn't make sense. He really couldn't see how Wu Jie could win.
"Boles?"
"Boles?"
"Bo...S..."
As Hela's voice grew louder, Bols was interrupted from his thoughts.
"What are you doing? You've been mumbling to yourself since a while ago. Why are you talking to yourself?" Hela frowned. She knew that Bols must have been simulating a battle in his mind.
Bols, suddenly startled from his reverie, said, "Ah, sorry, I was lost in thought for a moment."
"Why, did you see something?" Although Hela looked down on the Silver Falcon Team, she still recognized Bols's abilities.
Bols shook his head. "I can't see it. I really can't find a way to defeat Team Susano. Maybe there is, but at least I don't think there is right now."
Hearing what Bols said, Hela laughed heartily. "Hahaha, Bols, I told you so! That team is courting their own demise. I'd better go back and get some sleep, rest up, and wait for the battle tomorrow. Otherwise, it'll be too boring."
Having said that, Hela yawned and turned to leave.
At this moment, the girl wearing a black mask who had been silent took off her mask at some point and reached out to grab Hela.
"Huh?" Hela was stunned. She didn't expect that it was the 'liquid' that grabbed her.
Hela smiled helplessly. "I know, I know. My little princess, why aren't you wearing a mask? Are you too bored?"
As she spoke, Hela sat down. She couldn't understand why 'Liquid' wanted to keep her.
The long silver hair fluttered in the wind, and the hazy spots of light shone with a little brilliance under the filter of the sunlight, just like a goddess in a dream emitting a glimmer of light to guide people.
Her eyes, which kept changing color, were like a rainbow, sometimes dazzling and sometimes as quiet as a virgin. The alternation between different colors made her identity even more mysterious.
Those hands with a full metallic texture are so soft. With the help of the latest technology, the body of the black moth has become completely different from that of an ordinary dancer, and has a more sci-fi beauty.
She has a slender figure, and only when you get close to her can you feel her fragility, but this fragility is fatal. If you regard this as weakness, you will be the one who dies.
Hela sighed inwardly. If it weren't for those experiments, her eyes wouldn't have turned that color. It looked beautiful, but extremely deadly.
Liquid's body has been extensively remodeled in all aspects. It can be said that except for the torso and head, which remain intact, the rest of the body is entirely mechanical.
Liquid never spoke. No, it was because she didn't want to speak. Perhaps, she hadn't spoken since she became Black Moth.
She only communicates with people by writing on sticky notes.
Liquid picked up the electronic notepad, tapped on it quickly, and then turned to show it to Hela.
Very briefly, 'Hela, stay and watch the battle.'
"Hey, why, why?" When Hela faced the little girl Liquid, she always felt an involuntary and irresistible magic.
'Liquid' just shook his head, without explaining, and just looked at the field.
Hila was completely helpless against this little girl. She sighed, "Alright, alright. Since Liquid wants me to stay, I'll stay. If I doze off later, remember to wake me up."
As she spoke, Hela leaned back in her chair and squinted her eyes in an unpresentable manner. However, Bols did not call her. He just kept his eyes on the field because he always felt that something was wrong.
Return to the main perspective.
Wu Jie brought Luo Jing and Phoebe to the southwest side of the map, where there happened to be two depressions. Wu Jie scanned the area and then said to Luo Jing:
"Luo Jing, unload the things on the left side of my car."
"yes!"
Luo Jing was also a little curious for a moment, wondering what Wu Jie was planning.
But when Luo Jing lifted the canvas covering the jeep, he was stunned.
"Siege gun mount? Wait..."
"And what is this? It's such a long weapon, I've never seen one before. Where did you get it, sir?"
"It looks like it's quite powerful. It suddenly looks familiar..."
Luo Jing, who was taking off her equipment and thinking carefully, suddenly woke up.
"Sir, you want to?!"
Wu Jie reached out to stop her: "Follow my orders, understand?"
"Yes!" Luo Jing didn't dare to ask more questions. The commander must have his reasons for doing so.
Thinking of this, Luo Jing glanced at the equipment wrapped in canvas on the right. What was inside?
Wu Jie then said to Phoebe without any further ado, "Phoebe, I'll leave this to you. Remember, you must not open fire without my order. Do you understand?"
"Roger that! Sir!"
Then Phoebe started to assemble it skillfully, as if she had discussed it with Wu Jie in advance.
What exactly is the commander up to? Luo Jing was completely bewildered. Normally, that piece of equipment was only used during sieges and tough battles.
I don't know where the officer got it from, but he actually brought it to the event. It seems that the organizer should have allowed it.
The reason why Wu Jie wanted to carry it in the car instead of letting Zhan Wuji take it away was because this equipment was really too heavy.
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