If Shen Shi is in full condition, piloting the Kuiniu prototype and facing one biological exoskeleton, he will definitely win. Two of them will probably win miserably, and it will be lucky if three of them die together. If four...
Shen Shi will definitely die.
It sounds optimistic, but how many sinking stones are there in the entire task force?
This is without considering the use of irradiation energy by Homo sapiens.
On a battlefield with real swords and guns, Pinghai's people changed to the Kuiniu III type, and Sijun sapiens changed to the Alkane Crocodile type. When it comes to mechas, the two sides are still on par with each other.
But the individual combat power of Homo sapiens is not comparable to that of ordinary people?
Let’s not ignore the eight level three superpowers for now.
Even if a person with level two superpowers encounters a Homo sapiens piloting an alkane crocodile in a one-on-one encounter, it is difficult to be sure of victory.
Of course, there is rarely a fair one-on-one situation on the real battlefield, and even if it is truly one-on-one, many parameters must be considered.
The driver's physical condition, the intactness of the mecha, the difference in models between the two sides, the charging status of the plasma shield, weapons, etc...
But no matter how you calculate it, the mechas of both sides are there, and the physical fitness is there. It is a certain fact that Pinghai's winning rate is worrying.
Shen Shi gave a regimental salute to Chen Mo who was inspecting the capsule warehouse.
"Boss."
"Yes." Chen Mo nodded, motioning for her to follow him out of the warehouse, and called over the fierce man watching the show: "Everything was normal while I was away?"
"Everything is normal, except there are more dead people." The fierce man sighed.
Chen Mo did not comment on this.
Compassion does not command troops.
Every additional piece of waste is an extra ration prepared for the Sijun sapiens.
Pinghai only needs elites, not burdensome people.
However, having said that, as more and more people died in Ivanov's devil training, the average quality of the Pinghai Task Force has indeed gone up. Even if they are placed in the regular army of the Donghuang Corps, they can definitely shoulder the responsibility.
Although he has the word "elite", it is still far from Chen Mo's expectations.
What Chen Mo hopes is that everyone will be a warrior and everyone will sink a stone... Of course, he himself knows that this is unrealistic.
But at the very least, it requires the ability of a human anthem to ensure that it can stabilize its position in the face of the turmoil in the Straker ecosystem.
During the Chu-Han War, why was the overlord of Western Chu able to kill several opponents with his twenty-eight cavalry among thousands of troops?
Although the overlord's courage is unparalleled throughout the ages, those twenty-eight riders are by no means mediocre.
What Chen Mo needs is such an absolutely elite army.
There is a long way to go.
However, Chen Mo didn't hesitate for long, he was soon relieved.
This is just his first team.
As long as there is a war, people will die.
When the old people leave and new people come, there will be a second, third, and fourth batch of teams.
Although it is impossible to form a team of level three superpowers, Pinghai will definitely become stronger and stronger.
Chen Mo lit a cigarette and handed one to Meng Ren. After thinking about it, he handed one to Shen Shi.
Shen Shi took the cigarette and touched his ears skillfully.
"How have you been training recently?" Chen Mo asked the tough guy to give Shen Shi a fight, and asked this beauty who was even more tough than Luna.
Shen Shi protected the fire, lit the cigarette, and took two big puffs, spitting out spicy smoke.
"The training is good, but I'm not optimistic about the future."
Chen Mo stopped for a moment and turned to look at Shen Shi.
"What prospects?" biqμgètνt
"Boss, I probably understand what I'm going to fight. With all due respect, if we hadn't fought together, we probably wouldn't have been able to survive for just the three of us."
Chen Mo was noncommittal.
He is now the captain of the Pinghai Task Force, not a bounty hunter, let alone the 'head' of the militia group.
He can be approachable, but he can't let everyone on the team know about the top-secret mission.
You know, Ping Hai's team was pulled from Alcatraz Island, and there are not many good people. With the character of this group of people, nothing they do is surprising.
"Sir Ivanov only trains abilities, but not military literacy. Although I don't know what your plans are next. But if you plan to form a team with long-term combat capabilities, military literacy must be taught
, if there is no suitable instructor, I can temporarily hold this position."
Chen Mo raised his eyebrows.
"what can you do?"
"All standard tactics." Shen Shi quickly answered Chen Mo's question: "Standard infiltration, standard siege, standard beheading..."
"Didn't you work in the Law Enforcement Agency before?"
"Yes, but the resume above is incomplete. I was originally a hyena. By chance, I killed an unlucky guy from the Law Enforcement Department, and used his identity to go to other cities to continue living." Shen Shi's face was expressionless.
"Hyena?" The fierce man had a strange look on his face.
"The leader of the hyenas." Shen Shi was very calm: "My father passed away when I was twelve years old, and his subordinates usurped the throne. I fled the tribe with more than 20 people. During the pursuit, I rescued a hunter and escaped from him.
I learned standard tactics, and in the next ten years or so, I led the remaining subordinates to unify the entire surrounding area of Sanxia City."
A period of bloody history is described in a light and gentle manner, and she does not look like a simple woman.
"Then why do you need to kill the law enforcement officer and continue to live in this status?" the fierce man asked curiously.
Shen Shi was silent for a few seconds, then took off his coat, revealing the wounds left after the penetrating wounds on his chest and abdomen healed.
"betray."
The fierce man was speechless.
"There is only eternal betrayal in the wilderness, so I joined the city." Shen Shi chuckled: "But it's no different, it's even more dirty and despicable."
Chen Mo looked at her and said nothing.
"I know your story, Hannibal told it to me." Shen Shi met Chen Mo's gaze: "You are a breeder, I like it."
The fierce man shook his head repeatedly.
Chen Mo is a boy who has the halo of being a male protagonist. He is obviously not as handsome as him, but he is a little taller, a little stronger, a little richer, a little more aura, a little more aura, a little more official, a little more awesome, a little more awesome as a father, a little more attention from the superiors.
…
There seems to be nothing else, right?
Yes, nothing more.
"My life in the first half of my life was meaningless. I was fighting for land and resources. It seemed like it was just a kid's house drinking." Shen Shi took a deep puff of his cigarette and said, "Following you, I want to play something big, but I don't want to do that yet.
It’s too early to die. So, I plan to tell you about my usefulness and let you protect me.”
Chen Mo smiled.
"OK."
The answer is concise and to the point.
He didn't ask Shen Shi how far he could go, nor did he make a three-part agreement with Shen Shi.
This is very Chen Mo.
"Okay, then I won't ask what I'm going to do. This thing must be a secret." Shen Shi stamped out the cigarette butt on the ground: "From now on, you are the leader."
Chen Mo didn't answer, patted Shen Shi's shoulder, and then began to untie his belt.
The fierce man stepped forward quickly.
"Brother, I've been locked up for a long time, but it's not serious. It's really not serious. Can we at least carry someone on our back?"
Chen Mo ignored this living treasure, took off his belt, and took off the single crystal rhenium dagger and the dagger sheath from his belt.
Passed it to Shen Shi.
"It's for you."
Shen Shi looked at the fierce man, then at Chen Mo, and took the heavy dagger.
Pulling it out slightly, his eyes were full of cold light.
