NIKKE, When the Milky Way Blossoms

Good luck, Commander Phoenix.

Rumble, rumble, rumble——

Faced with an emotionless electronic blessing, the only response is the monotonous rumble and vibration of the elevator tracks.

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"What kind of exhibition match is this? It turns out it's just a simple competition of who gets the most kills?"

Breathing in the fresh air from the ground, Phoenix looked like someone who was on a diet and then indulging in a revenge meal. How could the word "awesome" possibly describe it?

zizi——

“Commander Phoenix, greetings! This is the Central Intelligence Agency. I am Sheffield from the Central Government Intelligence Agency. I will be your operator for this mission.”

Just as Phoenix was in high spirits, a lively and refreshing voice, like a spring, flowed from the earpiece into his eardrums, awakening some unpleasant memories for someone.

Central government intelligence agencies?

Thinking of that word that made his blood boil, the commander exhaled a deep breath and chuckled, "Then I'll give you a task now, Shephite."

"Eh?"

As a reserve ace in the intelligence department, Sheffield has worked with all sorts of commanders, but this is the first time she has ever seen a commander assign tasks to the operators as soon as they step out of the elevator.

"The task is simple: you pass on a message to your boss for me."

Without giving Sheffield a chance to ask any more questions, the man suddenly looked up excitedly at the Eye of the Vanguard in the sky, and then extended his right hand, making a universally recognized friendly gesture.

"I suggest you change your name to 'The Central Government Has No Intelligence Department'."

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"...I suggest you change your name to 'The Central Government Has No Intelligence Department'."

Through the broadcast, Phoenix's poignant words echoed across the playground of MMR High School.

That deep, hoarse voice was like a huge, invisible slap, suddenly striking the VIP box and landing squarely on the face of the deputy minister of the intelligence department.

Snapped!

Snap Snap Snap——!!!

The initial sparse applause erupted into a full-blown roar as the audience gradually realized what was funny.

“Good, good, good! Hahahaha—the central government…has no intelligence department.” Perd Andy laughed and clapped his hands, completely disregarding his image.

"It's a shame this guy isn't doing stand-up comedy. I'll ask him another day if he's interested in leaving the military and coming to work for my company."

Beside them, the Lawrence siblings also clapped their hands, laughing softly with a slightly reserved air.

The central government does not have an intelligence agency.

These ten simple words had an effect comparable to rubbing salt into a wound or adding cooking wine, making all the intelligence department executives present blush with embarrassment.

To be honest, if we really go down the line of responsibility for the intelligence agencies not having any intelligence, it's not really their fault.

If anyone is to blame, it's the central government for not having its own Nikki production line. All Nikki products are manufactured by the three major corporations, and the central government can only purchase a portion of the Nikki ownership from these corporations.

The lack of top-tier Niki troops has always been a thorn in the side of the central government, something that cannot be touched or discussed.

Special forces belonging to the Pure Land of Bliss once achieved the terrifying record of clearing out more than 300 Lechers in half an hour when they had ample ammunition and open terrain.

Looking at the Metis force of Misilis, which is constantly on the move, the total number of Lecher killed accounts for almost two-fifths of the total number of kills in Ark history.

Its unbreakable nanotechnology and positional shield not only make the central government extremely envious, but even the other two companies are itching to get their hands on it.

Finally, there's Tetra, the company with the weakest cutting-edge technology among the three, yet boasting an extremely high production rate.

Despite having an astonishing number of Nikis under his command, and treating the production of Nikis like a gacha game, Mastin still holds several powerful mutated trump cards in his hand.

Only the central government, lacking top-tier Niki forces to oversee operations, was unable to conduct in-depth investigations in many areas on the ground.

If we can't conduct an in-depth investigation, how can we possibly obtain any intelligence?

It can only help commanders point the way, serving as a dispensable human GPS navigator.

If it weren't for the leaders' tireless efforts to secure a better position for the intelligence agencies every year, even this task of giving directions might have been replaced by that damned AI, Anick.

“Vice Minister, this young man is too arrogant, we…”

"Shut up!"

Short in stature, with a pointed face and monkey-like features, Deputy Minister Ampa scolded his subordinates with dissatisfaction.

Instead of trying to silence others, we should focus on improving our own technological capabilities!

He spoke magnanimously, his pair of inverted triangular eyes, which looked extremely sinister, fixed on the image projected onto the playground, making no attempt to conceal the presence of others in the private room, and muttered to himself:

"If this kid really has the skills described in the report, I'll throw away my pride and snatch him into our intelligence department."

Chapter 88 Bringing a Small Shock to the Ark Insects (Part Two)

Click...

Click, click...

Mechanical spider legs tapped on the concrete ground, and beneath the city ruins, several Lechers wandered aimlessly.

The endless patrols and unchanging streets, even for machines, can create a sense of boredom within the binary data stream of chips.

Click...

Click, click...

The mechanical spider legs continued to rhythmically tap the ground. The Lechers, dozens of meters apart, strolled peacefully and silently among the remains of human civilization, their footsteps echoing in the background.

drop--!

suddenly!

Then, a less-than-pleasant electronic alert sounded from inside an abandoned car.

Lecher, standing beside the wreckage, paused. Preordained procedures forced him to make no other choice; he immediately turned his gun, preparing to fire at the car.

boom--! ! !

The shockwave, carrying countless fragments, spread outwards. Flames shone brightly amidst the dark gray smoke particles, instantly engulfing and swallowing the Selfless-level Rachel.

The violent explosion unsurprisingly attracted the attention of several Lechers nearby, but just as the machine gun turned, thick smoke burst forth from their flanks and blind spots in the next second.

Machine guns, rifles, grenades, shotguns—all sorts of Niki's weapons roared with glee, shattering the data cores of the mechanical spiders.

two seconds.

From the start of the explosion to the destruction of the five Lechers, the entire process took only two seconds.

On the scoreboard, Phoenix's score instantly jumped from zero to fifty.

"Everyone, gather at my location."

Then, a man emerged from a dilapidated bank, carrying in one hand a bolt-action sniper rifle that the brat Shuen had hastily designed for him overnight.

"Prepare to advance westward."

According to Anick's prediction, this explosion should attract Letcher, who is within ten kilometers, to the source of the sound.

Based on the average density of Lechers in urban ruins, the number within a ten-kilometer radius should be around 120 to 150.

Divide it into eight directions. Before it is enclosed, the theoretical number of Lechers in each direction is between fifteen and twenty.

As long as the subsequent breakthroughs are fast enough and no one is injured in the legs, the guerrilla warfare strategy will not be a problem.

"Hurry up, we have to go."

With another urging, the man suddenly raised his right hand, hoisted the spear onto his right shoulder, and then strode off westward at breakneck speed.

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70 points, 80 points, 120 points, 145 points...

On the ground, the noble gentlemen in the audience stared in astonishment at the eight screens on the playground. They had originally planned to watch a good show, but now they seemed to be watching a movie with spectacular visual effects.

They were so focused that they forgot to talk to each other or drink the priceless wine in their hands.

155, 180, 190, 265...

While other new commanders were still cautiously following their operators to explore their surroundings, Phoenix, already deeply embroiled in the war, had reached a total score of 400 points, a figure that even the officers of the Central Command found unacceptable.

"Isn't this a bit too much like animal cruelty???"

As Perdend Andy casually straightened his posture, he spoke for the nobles present, but what followed made him stand up from his seat.

In the overhead shot, a line of machine gun fire was seen chasing Phoenix from behind, smashing through several walls before sweeping towards his chest.

wow-

In the next frame, as if he had eyes in the back of his head, the man immediately slid to the side, dodged the gunfire, and then stood up in a half-crouch position, set up his sniper rifle, and pulled the trigger at the billowing smoke.

Boom, boom, boom——!!!

After a few gunshots, the three Vanguard Eyes responsible for overall observation immediately sent a radio signal into the ground.