Saiyan stowaways on the Ark

"Doctor, please focus on command. Don't worry, I will protect you." Amiya stayed by the Doctor's side in the command center, while also asking the technician in charge of communication with a hint of anxiety, "Have you contacted Mr. SilverAsh yet?"

SilverAsh, chairman of Karan Trade, is an important partner of Rhodes Island and also a "close friend" of the Doctor. However, no one knows when their relationship began. All that is known is that he, like other operators, does not mind the Doctor's amnesia.

If we could communicate with him remotely, his excellent strategic thinking should be able to help relieve a lot of the doctor's stress.

However, the dedicated line that was supposed to maintain regular contact was disconnected at this very moment.

"Not just Mr. SilverAsh, but communications throughout the entire Kjerag region seem to have been cut off..."

—This happened after the giant ape rampaged last night.

PRTS, however, disregarded the pressure from those present and continued to convey various dangerous messages:

"Special combat personnel have been discovered who wield blades and use special Originium Arts to significantly increase their combat capabilities when injured."

"Heavy armored unit detected, equipped with a hammer-shaped weapon capable of unleashing a powerful impact."

"A warlock unit using wide-area attack spells has been detected, surrounded by a high-strength shock-resistant shield."

"The Sarkaz mercenary force has been confirmed to be making good use of the alleyway terrain to lure operators into an ambush."

"Infected creatures with numerous high-energy stone crystals growing on their abdomens are systematically destroying the defenses."

“A swarm of large drones, including ‘Spellmaster A2,’ ‘Barrage G,’ and ‘Dragon,’ is attacking the Bad Guy.”

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"No! Don't come any closer!"

In the chaotic Lungmen Square, the tearful cry did not come from the civilians caught up in the battle, but from a purple-haired cat-eared girl holding a short gun and wearing a BS-patterned outfit.

Even though she was surrounded by Reunion Movement members who had been defeated by her comrades, she couldn't muster the courage to face her only remaining opponent.

Because she was the only one left standing in her squad.

With trembling hands, she repeatedly pulled the trigger, but the red and black figure in front of her skillfully dodged each shot, the flaming blades slicing through the rocks on the ground and heading straight for the girl's delicate body.

A gust of cold air swept in, deflecting the rubble and sending it crashing to one side, but also embedding it deeply into the nearby wall.

"Don't even think about... touching her." The pink-haired girl with a fox tail and ears, gripping an axe-spear whose shaft was bent from repeated slashes and whose blade still gleamed coldly, steadied herself as she stood up unsteadily. "Jessica, don't be afraid, that guy is also badly injured. We can win..."

"Miss Frostleaf..."

The girl called Jessica didn't utter the sentence she couldn't understand the most—that no one becomes stronger after being seriously injured.

But seeing her previously knocked-down companion get back up, her concern for her companion overcame her fear, allowing her to regain her composure and aim at her opponent again.

"After the battle is over, let's go have some Lungmen tea and snacks with the seniors. I know a great place..."

"Hehe, if it hasn't been destroyed, I'll go. I'll also bring a copy for Meteorite."

In front of the Guard Bureau building, Ace's steel march was stopped by flesh and blood.

No, is that really flesh and blood?

The jet-black crystals pierced through the outer shell of those Reunion Movement molecules, transforming them into terrifying aliens. Their destroyed flesh and blood regenerated continuously, accompanied by the rampant growth of granulation tissue and crystals.

They will not suffer, nor will they fear death.

Mephisto, who was in charge of everything, laughed wildly and said, "Let me clean up the mess that Sister Talulah didn't manage to deal with."

Smashd by shields and smashed by hammers, Ace and his operators pressed forward under immense pressure, yet they still couldn't reach Mephisto, who was so close at hand.

Above the Guard Bureau building, explosions rang out repeatedly, the result of high-explosive crossbow bolts colliding with each other. Each duel between the crossbowmen ended with the arrowheads colliding. Both sides were putting all their strength into the fight, and the only thing they could do was prevent the other side's fire support from reaching its intended destination.

However, Faust, who had been concealing himself and moving among the surrounding buildings to hold back Rhodes Island's sniper team, had clearly decided to end it all.

"Crossbowmen, fire freely."

On the battlefield, where dragons, tigers, ghosts, and a cat in boots wielding a chainsaw were present, the gunpowder-smelling demon they faced now displayed an even more frivolous expression.

Because the Sarkaz mercenaries have completely surrounded the area.

"Girls, I had a lot of fun, but I'm not that much of a playboy, so it's time to say 'bye'!"

W chuckled awkwardly. The sudden arrival of elite operators on the battlefield had slightly disrupted her delaying tactics. If she continued to delay, she would have to consider issues like how well-done Talulah would cook her for breach of contract. Meanwhile, the mercenaries who had received orders had arrived to deal with what she considered to be the most troublesome group of people.

Meanwhile, in downtown Lungmen, where Rhodes Island's main operators were concentrated, the overwhelming Reunion Movement launched a massive attack on the various action teams led by Nearl and Dobermann, an attack powerful enough to break through the enemy lines.

Of the countless standoffs, a new one has taken place on the Rhodes Island itself.

Why...why did you do this?

Amiya asked Tomat, who had arrived at the ship, in an incredulous tone.

"Because I don't have a choice."

Thomas's answer was brief and forceful.

"But it doesn't warrant making such a choice..."

Upon hearing this answer, Amiya showed a regretful expression.

"Everyone has their own difficulties, don't they?"

Thomas continued dismissively, his attitude completely unaffected by Amiya's regret.

"I say..." Frostnova, seeing this, finally couldn't help but speak up, "Why is changing clothes being described like defection?"

Tomat put on a new outfit, no longer the Reunion Movement attire, but it was still an old garment.

Those were his combat suit and the detector.

“I understand the details. I’m going to join the battle. Amiya, Doctor, we’ll explain everything else when I get back.” Tomat arrived at the door, pressed the button on the detector, and searched for energy reactions in various areas of Lungmen. “Frostnova, you should know what you can do now, right?”

“Wait, Mr. Tomat, although I don’t know what happened, it’s better to listen to the Doctor’s strategic instructions.” Amiya quickly called out to Tomat, who was about to disappear in the next second. “Besides, you said you would explain when you returned, but what about this young lady and the two people you brought…?”

"Strategy...strategy...strategy..." The doctor muttered these two words for a full half minute. He had only been recovered for three days and was already facing such pressure, which seemed to have made him somewhat mentally unstable.

Suddenly, the doctor slammed his fist on the PRTS terminal that was still broadcasting the battle situation, and roared:

"Screw strategy! Blow them up!!"

And so, Amiya still didn't get a reply from Tomat.

On the battlefield ravaged by warriors wielding flaming blades, the temperature plummeted, and a group of snow-white figures joined the fray.

Frosty blades blocked the blazing swords, and they helped the fallen Blacksteel International personnel to their feet, placing them on the massive toothed beast.

"Icebreakers from the Ursus frozen lands, following Frostnova's instructions, are here to support Rhodes Island and its partners. May the cold winter protect you."

In front of the Guard Bureau building, countless crossbow bolts appeared out of thin air at Faust's command. It was a common tactic of the Phantom Crossbowmen, and the bolts were like a deadly downpour, about to wash over everything on the ground.

But in the next instant, all the crossbow bolts deviated from their original trajectory and rained down on the Reunion Movement personnel controlled by Mephisto.

Instead of attacking in the direction Faust had planned, one of the phantom crossbowmen fired bolts infused with Originium Arts, disrupting everyone's trajectory.

"When did you sneak in?"—Faust didn't speak, but his gaze from afar told the crossbowman what he wanted to ask.

The phantom crossbowman removed his mask, revealing a man's face with a veil underneath. He pulled down his hood, revealing a pair of Sarkaz-style pointed horns.

"Want to know when I snuck in? Probably back in Chernobog."

In the hunting grounds where W was feeling triumphant, a sudden gust of cold wind swept through, but amidst the cold wind, W also heard a familiar melody.

Froststar hummed a ballad as she walked step by step into the battlefield—no mercenary dared to stop her.

“I don’t want to deal with Integration, and I also feel that you and your team owe me an answer.”

The biting cold was even more intense when the ruins of Chernobog were in full bloom.

Meanwhile, on the main battlefield, another person strode into the fray, and the Rhodes Island forces quickly recognized him.

That guy who said he was going to sober up and then just disappeared!

"I was only missing for a few hours, why are you looking at me like that?"

Thomas tapped on the combat capability detector, a large set of numbers flashed by, and he chuckled as he walked from the area where the logistics troops were located straight to the front lines of the battlefield.

"To all you weaklings with combat power in the double digits, today is our grand reopening sale!"

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[Main Text] Saiyans, Reporting!: Chapter Twenty-Three: Lungmen City Battle Record - 2800 Kills (Collector's Edition)

"Instructor Dobermann."

On the battlefield where the two sides clashed, Doberman, using a destroyed building as cover, was repairing himself and urgently bandaging his wounds when he heard a voice that was not very familiar but still very memorable.

Thomas walked in through the crooked door, casually greeted the operatives who were on guard duty but whom he didn't know well, at least letting them know that he was also from Rhodes Island, and then began to observe the situation inside the building.

As the chief instructor, Dubin, who also serves as a battlefield commander like Nearl, doesn't have many operators with her, and even Nearl isn't present.

In other words, the others may be scattered across the battlefield, or like her, they may have found a place to rest temporarily.

Thomas found Dobermann first simply because she was the most familiar with the area, and also the one with the highest combat reaction in this small area.

"Operator Tomat...where were you before? And your operator uniform...never mind, you're here to provide support too, right? You'll be coming with us from now on..." Although Dobermann was full of questions about what had happened a few hours earlier, he immediately got into the zone and gave instructions to Tomat, who was acting as reinforcements, and asked, "You can fly, so you were the first to arrive? How many people are in the remaining support force? Which group are they in?"

"I'd like to ask Instructor Dubin for a favor first."

Dobermann, who was inquiring about the reinforcement situation, was interrupted by Tomat. Although Dobermann was more concerned about the upcoming battle, he still replied:

"The situation is urgent, so let's get to the point."

Thomas also bluntly stated his demands:

"You send a signal to have friendly forces evacuate from the battlefield, and I'll take over the fighting here. The instructor probably doesn't want any of our own men to get hurt."

On the battlefield, enemy sorcerers may set up jamming units that severely disrupt non-integrated movement communication signals.

However, Rhodes Island still has its own unique way of communicating.

When the order to abandon the front lines and withdraw from the battlefield reached Nearl, she raised her shield high, as if absorbing all the surrounding light, refracting a pillar of light that reached the heavens.

This phenomenon, which could be witnessed by everyone, might be seen as some kind of attack by the Reunion Movement, but when the other Rhodes Island captain-level operators on this battlefield saw it, they understood its meaning.

"This is a retreat order from the doctor."

They either retreated immediately or left reluctantly with doubts and dissatisfaction, but this only fueled the morale of the Reunion Movement members who realized that the pillar of light was a signal for Rhodes Island's retreat.