Xiaoona. The law enforcement officer of Luliat, a desert border town in Eshan, has celebrated his fifty-fourth birthday today. With the blessing of the prosthetic body, he is still the strongest force guarantee in this town.
Unlike those law enforcers in the city, in Luliat, Shoona is the law and has the final right of interpretation. To explain in popular terms, whoever he says is guilty is guilty.
Shoona is one of Luliat's power triangle, the other two being the town mayor and the acquisition agent.
Among these three people, only Xiaoona is a native of Luliat, and the mayor is a "newcomer" who has been in the town for less than twenty years. As for the acquisition agent, he is a pure outsider, but in the end
important.
Because he determines the future income of the town and whether the town can continue to exist in the future.
Compared to the wandering tribes in the wilderness and the small towns that are on the verge of collapse due to lack of external income, Luliat is undoubtedly lucky. Their land produces the purest American ginseng in the entire northern part of the federation.
That thing has always been popular with the rich and kept the town prosperous in these bad times.
The town is not big, with less than 700 households and nearly 3,000 people. Eighty-five percent of the residents make a living from farming.
Therefore, the two things that small town residents are most concerned about are the weather and the acquisition contract.
Among the disputes that Shoona Aishan has to deal with, the main problems come from the latter. The purchasing agent Pietro Bucci is a complete bastard. He signed separate contracts with every farmer who terminated American ginseng to sell last year's goods.
When pricing is based on quality, the difference between the lowest and highest prices can be as much as five times.
This has become a source of unrest in the entire town and has strained the interpersonal relationships in the town. In addition to improving the quality of their own goods, it is undoubtedly an effective way for farmers to reduce the quality of their competitors' goods.
Shoona is a veteran of the second corporate war. He knows very well about corporate practices, so he doesn't like Pietro.
But this is meaningless. The fat man driving the Ragnar 620 armored SUV only comes to town twice a year, once during the harvest season and the other during the contract season.
And every time Pietro came to town, Shoona would arrest a bunch of stupid American ginseng farmers.
In addition, Xiaoona is also responsible for the town's external defense work. Compared with the trivial matters internally, this kind of work is a real job.
Shoona has twelve men, all of them are good young men, nine of them are locals, and three are old guys that Shoona brought from the army to retire. Their experience and skills are indispensable in this town.
A missing part.
Most of the external threats come from the Rebellion Society in the wasteland. Those fanatics who were driven out of the tribe by the wanderers dare to do any job, and looting small towns is just a common thing.
Another big threat is the "city dwellers" who come out to have fun. They are either well-equipped or crazy. Of course, most of them are both.
White-collar workers who are driven crazy by work pressure, street guys who want to go for a ride and deliver goods, and video bloggers who are crazy about gaining traffic, etc.
Shoona has seen all kinds of villains in his life. With just one glance, he can tell which ones are travelers passing by looking for safe accommodation and delicious food, and which ones are 'wilts' with ill intentions and planning to do bad things.
The latter is Luriat's characteristic synonym for bad guys and hybrids. A wilted American ginseng in the ground can destroy the surrounding ginseng fields, and it will take two to three years to recover.
Now, Xiaoona felt that the people he was driving behind were a few wilted people, and they looked completely wilted.
"Suo Jin, I saw a car on the winding mountain road with four people, all young people. There are scratches on the car. It is probably stolen. I didn't see any weapons." Xiao Aona called his old buddy on the walkie-talkie.
: "Bring four boys over here, bring weapons, and by the way, let Anakin come over too. It's time for him to see blood."
"Copy that, don't be impulsive. You are already old. You were capsized in the gutter. Just because you don't have weapons doesn't mean there is no danger. Think about Anakin. He can lift you and the car to the bottom of the cliff without even using his hands."
Go." Sorkin, who is about the same age as Xiao Aona, looks much older. He was injured in the corporate war and has been in poor health. If Xiao Aona was not willing to take them back to his hometown for retirement, he would have died long ago.
Which bridge hole is under it?
After instructing the old man, Suo Jin put on a body armor for himself, called a few boys in the bureau who were maintaining weapons, and asked them to get into the car with him.
"Anakin, you take the passenger seat." Sorkin got in the car and watched the boys shouting and arming themselves, with a smile on his face. These young people have inexhaustible energy.
Anakin is a young man who looks a little shy. He is only seventeen years old this year. According to convention, he is not qualified to join the law enforcement team, but he is the first superhuman in the town, and he is very capable. Xiao
Ona is willing to make an exception for him, and also intends to make him the next law enforcement officer to protect the safety of the town.
"Stand up and act like a man." Sorkin patted Anakin on the shoulder: "Don't let outsiders see the joke. We are going to expel a few outsiders today. If everything goes well, no one will have to bleed."
Sorkin's words made the boy a little nervous. The fat law enforcer uniform made him look particularly thin, but if anyone thought he was easy to bully, they were wrong. The most powerful member of the team could not compete in an arm wrestling competition.
Win this young man.
He just has no experience in the world.
Xiaoona glanced at the time. Sorkin estimated that he would appear from the intersection in front of him in two minutes, and he had already followed him for nearly a kilometer.
At this time, they had entered the entrance of the town, and the road sign of Luliat Welcome You, which had been repainted just last week, reflected a charming luster in the sunlight.
"This is not prepared for you." Xiaoona watched them park the car in front of the largest restaurant in town. As expected, the driver ignored the parking lines drawn on the ground and parked not far from the gate.
to a distance of two meters.
The restaurant is run by the mayor's wife, and only her family has the financial resources to open a high-end restaurant in such a small place, which seems incompatible with the surrounding environment.
Looking at the four people who seemed a little eager to try after getting off the car, Xiao Aona knew that he could not wait any longer. Although he did not like the mayor who was aligned with the federal government, he did not want to cooperate with another partner at his age.
"Hi!" Shoona put on his felt hat with the emblem, opened the car door and leaned against the car body, using the car door as a cover to shout to several people: "Welcome to Luliat, why are you here?
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Xiaoona's Qilus prosthetic eye has locked onto all targets, and it can quickly analyze the target's movement trajectory and see if they intend to do something.
The expensive prosthetic eye did not respond, but Shoona's patrol car that was still on suddenly started to move and directly hit the old law enforcement officer, and the rear wheels ran over the crook of his leg.
Shoona let out a scream as a final warning, because the patrol car backed up again and ran over him again.
Fortunately, old friend Sorkin had already seen this scene. He angrily stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, intending to directly kill several outsiders.
But the vehicle also suddenly lost control, the steering wheel struck itself, and it crashed directly into the outer wall of the restaurant.
Boom!
The patrol car driven by Sorkin crashed straight into the restaurant, and the off-road vehicle driven by the boys behind braked on the spot. The huge inertia pressed all the heavily armed law enforcement officers forward and pressed them to their seat belts, making them even stand up.
Can't do it.
Then, the off-road vehicle refueled, slammed backwards into the building, completed the turn close to the surface of the building, accelerated again for hundreds of meters, and crashed into a tractor. A few seconds later,
Two cars suddenly caught fire and exploded.
Half of the law enforcement force in Luliat Town was wiped out in this way.
"No!" Sorkin's eyes were red after being rescued by Anakin. While breaking free from Anakin's restraints, he drew his gun and planned to fight to the death.
But Anakin's power was strong enough to hold down the old and frail Sorkin: "They are superhumans like me. I can feel it. Let me deal with them!"
"You are the only one!" Sorkin shook his head. After his blood boiled over, the veteran quickly calmed down. He pressed his palms hard towards the proprietress who came to check the situation in the restaurant: "Tell your husband that there are superhuman attackers! Let's
He notified the FBAS Bureau!"
Having said that, Sorkin, who has long lost hope in the efficiency of the federal government, does not intend to wait for the people from the FBAS Bureau to handle this matter. If they can show up before the attacker or his own body rots, it will be considered efficient.
"Let me try." Anakin snatched the pistol from Sorkin's hand: "You go notify the others and let them prepare."
Looking at the young man's determined eyes, Sorkin finally nodded. He had to admit that no amount of combat experience could make up for the gap in supernatural abilities.
Those bastards can actually control other people's vehicles. This is simply cheating!
"Is this the place on the 17th?" A player wearing a windbreaker and dressed like Tang Ji asked his companion who controlled the vehicle.
It is said that this is a more popular style in the world recently. XRMC-1 thinks it is really good. Many small details show individualism.
"According to the mission description, this is where a telepathic superhuman, I don't know his name, has submitted his registration information to the FBAS Bureau in this world, but was intercepted by someone from the Trail Blazers." The player known as No. 17
Take a look at the mission description.
This is a body capture mission. The pioneers began to distribute this kind of mission downwards due to lack of manpower, and the mission reward is the priority of the body.
Killer-type players like this kind of mission. It is simple and clear, without too many requirements, and the whole process is up to you.
In comparison, the previous stealth missions were like shit, not only smelling bad but also unpalatable.
"Judging from the photo, he is still a child, so it should be easy to solve." XRMC-1 glanced at the photo, which showed a childish boy with a shy smile.
"The maximum output of his telekinesis is five tons. It can be concentrated in an area of fifteen square centimeters. It is very strong." No. 17 looked around and saw that there were no more aborigines coming to disrupt the situation before continuing: "Don't overturn.
, I got this task only through my connections."
"The four of us, overturned? Did you mistake him for Tangji?" XRMC-1 laughed, and the other two players who followed to get the reward also laughed.
Then one of them couldn't laugh anymore.
What is the concept of five tons of power concentrated in an area of fifteen square centimeters? The concept is that Anakin can pull an off-road vehicle off the ground from a distance of fifteen meters. Although it is only a moment of effort, it is used
Picking someone's head off is as easy as picking off the bones of a flower.
A big head with a smile on its face soared into the sky. Because the force was too great and it appeared too suddenly, his laughter echoed in the air together with half of his spine for a few seconds before it suddenly stopped.
Unable to find Anakin's position, the other player was suddenly dragged to the left by an invisible force.
Like a racing car that ejected, he accelerated instantly and then directly hit the wall of the building next door. If it were an ordinary person, the scene at this time would definitely be closer to a tomato being smashed against the wall.
But he was a player after all, and he had a Red Samurai-type superhuman body. The result was that he was directly embedded in the surface of the building, unconscious.
"Hell, you're right, he is really powerful."
Treat Anakin as a threat.
The reason why No. 17 took this mission is because his ability is to create telekinesis shields. His shield is very special. It is an elastic shield. It is very effective against the same type of superhuman's telekinesis grasp, telekinesis blade, etc.
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"Where is he?" After XRMC-1 was covered with a shield, he looked out and took a look. He suddenly felt like his head was being pulled by something, but the shield worked.
The wall next to XRMC-1 was pulled out of a gully by an invisible force. He laughed, pointed at Anakin who was standing in the middle of the road and shook his finger.
An aboriginal kid, XRMC-1 looked at the other person's serious face and resolute expression, and couldn't help laughing. How many such teenagers has he seen similar expressions on their faces?
They all felt that at this moment, they were the heroes chosen by God to save the world, but in fact, he didn't even bother to remember their names.
XRMC-1 knows how to deal with such teenagers. Their minds are not mature enough and they are easily influenced by the outside world.
Like this
XRMC-1 waved his hand and cut a seven or eight meter long crack in the wall of the restaurant. Several screams were heard, and then another crack appeared in the building next door.
A car driving from a distance was easily divided into upper and lower parts by XRMC-1. The driver struggled for three or four times before the sound disappeared.
The boy's face was filled with anger, and XRMC-1 knew that his plan had worked: "We are here for you, and these people will die because of you. If you follow us, they will live, you decide."
Boom!
XRMC-1's head tilted sideways, and the old law enforcement officer Shoona, who survived because of the prosthetic body, spit out a mouthful of blood and shouted: "Don't listen to his nonsense, Anakin, kill them!"
