Léon: The Cat Killer

If the mission is not completed, everyone will die.

With a sigh, Nana looked at the water sac she had half-drunk on her waist, then took it off and gave it to Katie along with her portable rations, making up a week's supply.

"The final order... Do you remember the room we passed through earlier, the observation room?"

As they talked, they went to the room together with the uneasy Katie. Because the entire armor was overturned, the largest subjective window in the room was currently facing the sky.

"Remember how to use the Havoc System... Turn it on to automatic mode, tune to 3.5..."

Watching Nana lean closer, even though only the medical goggles and the respirator covering most of her face were visible from the side, this intimacy saddened Katie… especially thinking about what Nana might do next. Katie felt Nana was suicidal… but she had no reason to stop her.

"...In this way, the shockwave system will act through the glass on the Originium crystal covering the upper layer...Then the wind will carry away the dust swept away by the vibrations, allowing you to rest here and keep an eye on the signal flares...But be careful, you can use the shockwave system to extend your hand to send a signal, but don't damage this room...At the speed of the landships, after they see your signal, they may need to wait one or two days to reach your location...And your mission is to survive until the landships come to pick you up...And if they don't..."

At this point, seeing Katie's choked-up expression, Nana's voice softened involuntarily:

"If we still haven't received a signal after a week... then we should withdraw... I have authorized each squad to hold out for a certain period, and these orders are backed up in the power armor's command system..."

"Susuluo and her group held out for a month, Huang and her group held out for a month and a half under the harassment of infected creatures, and Jessica's group had permission to fire... Due to the shortage of supplies, a week was about the limit."

"And the supplies you've gathered... will probably only last you a week... If you haven't received reinforcements by then, you'll have to head towards the previous camp lightly equipped... The power armor has inertial navigation; hopefully, this Columbian technological marvel won't cause any problems with its precision."

At this point, Nana looked at Katie, whose eyes were already blurry with tears, and tilted her head, puzzled: i

"Please get my helmet back. After that... you'll have to wait for me." (Wu)

"...Ugh... Waaaaah... Captain... I... I'm so honored to have decided to join Rhodes Island!"

Katie's abrupt and cryptic words left Nana completely bewildered. Just as Nana was wondering how someone could be so moved by a martial arts master being given a death sentence, Katie had already used the Shockwave System to retrieve Nana's helmet from the surface.

Although he clearly wasn't very skilled yet, he's a college student and a working professional... so he's quite adept at using high-tech gadgets.

To prevent the opponent from running out of energy in the final moments, Nana thought for a moment, then removed the external amplifier from her arm and attached it to the glass ceiling above her head... This way, Katie wouldn't need to constantly use her power armor to maintain the skylight's visibility. X

After inspecting the cracks in his helmet caused by the Originium explosion and checking the condition of the tape, the cat killer took his day's worth of rations, drank one last sip of water from the water pouch he'd left for Katie, shook the helmet to roughly clean off the Originium crystals, put it back on, and prepared to set off.

Unlike Katie, an ordinary person, Nana had undergone ICA fatigue training... She was even required to traverse a section of the wasteland desert near the Foehn Basin empty-handed and without equipment during the ICA assessment... Compared to that, the difficulty of the natural disaster wasteland in Colombia is just like that.

"I need to continue my search for District 4 of Tikkarendo..."

"team leader……"

Seeing Katie's gesture of trying to persuade her to stay, Nana waved her hand:

"I know that by the time the main rescue team arrives here, the intensity of the natural disaster may have decreased, and then we can simply activate the shipborne intercity network module for wide-area communication... But that's not a reason for me to stop advancing..."

“I just couldn’t bear to leave that child in the disaster… that’s all.”

With a smile, Nana was quite used to using such personal factors to shut down other people's advice.

After all, when faced with questions they don't want to answer, agents often use nonsensical phrases like "secrets are a woman's charm" to brush themselves off.

"Let it be my only wish... I want to see that child, and I'm willing to brave natural disasters for it."

"Gu..."

Seeing Katie's unwilling expression, Nana chuckled and poked at the helmet visor, making a metallic clanging sound.

"The signal flares are military-grade. Do I need to repeat the instructions and precautions? The water bladder needs to be plugged in so you can drink directly from the straw on the collar. The portable rations also need to be unpacked and placed in the feeding port on the chest... If all else fails, just switch the power armor to 'internal circulation' mode... Although food can't be internally circulated, water can... Just don't think about where the water comes from."

With a wave of her hand, Nai Nai got up, Qi Shi stopped eating, and Liu Yi left.

"Then I'm off... You... have to survive."

Looking one last time at the child she had led to this dead end, the suppressed tears in the child's eyes probably stemmed from fear of a bleak future... Nana felt sorry for this, though she wouldn't really apologize.

All I can say is that she made good use of everyone's lives.

She hoped that she would see these people again on that ship in the future.

Ignoring the strange whistling sounds coming from the communication channel, and without Katie holding her back, Nana quickly found the room closest to the outside world on her own.

However, because the Havoc system had left a window for Katie, Nana looked at the sealed walls and the countless tons of sand and dust blocking the outside... and could only take out her own 'medical' unit.

This small unit may not be able to fully unleash the power of Tikkaz sorcery, but it's good enough... Nana doesn't need that kind of powerful, brick-flying magic.

'Exquisite,' 'delicate'... these are the spells of Assassin Seventy-Seven.

"Answer me, children of the earth!"

Looking at the clay and Originium sphere constructed by magic, Nana wondered if her expression showed disgust...

In short, a hamster... no, a cat ball, just like that, popped out of the ground.

"...Okay, let me think...If I were in District Four, where would I go in this kind of environment..."

For some reason, Nana remembered her manager's exaggerated expression:

Think it over, number 77.

Leaving aside the assessment and analysis of the situation in District 4, as well as the intensity and suddenness of the current natural disaster, considering the most basic desire and panic of the people there to leave the disaster area, their flight path can only be the closest or the place that the core city of Tikkarendo can support.

Although, in Nana's opinion, such a place is not suitable as a city's anchorage after the temperature drops and storms... if the standard is simply to escape natural disasters, then intercepting along the route of the core city of Tikkarendo is obviously a good idea.

But... does anyone know what the escape route from the core city of Tikkarendo is?

Just as Nana was deep in thought, Neko suddenly felt that she seemed to have heard a similar suggestion before?

who is it?

That... um... traveling merchant? What's it called again... Kannos? Or Kannot?

In short, it was that strange man who gave him the gift, His bodyguard... that hairy Ursus arch-man who seemed to have made such a suggestion to him.

Thinking of this, Nana unconsciously took out the very pretty white gift box again... She just casually flipped through it and suddenly noticed that there was a piece of paper tucked in the gap between the two layers of folded ribbons on the back of the box.

Unlike the elegant decorations of the knife gift box, this piece of paper is quite ordinary, but the words on it are not to be overlooked.

"...Is this what a gift is?"

By the light of her headlamp, Nana gasped as she looked at the chibi version of Kannot's V-sign and the evacuation route diagram, which, though a simple sketch, included coordinates of the moving city routes.

Although it's unclear why a wandering merchant would possess such a thing, ultimately, that merchant did leave a profound impression on Nana.

Now I can't help but remember.

"……Fine."

After inputting the target location data into the power armor's inertial navigation system, Nana continued forward.

Her mission was to guide the rescue team to Ticalendo...

And Agent 77's mission completion record remains at 100%!

The girl encouraged herself in this way and stepped forward.

PS: Waaaaaah, kitty

PSS Next Chapter Preview:

The torch of hope and the reunion of the cats

PS3: Although I really wanted to write this kind of first-person rescue story... I felt like everyone would get tired of just spouting empty slogans... Although I feel like I'm just filling in the gap about why Rhodes Island has such a special international status for Yostar... Anyway, in the next chapter, let's let our cats rub against the cloud-like little film~

The Mystery of 2nd Medic: Episode 061 Darkness

Under the shadow of natural disasters, it is not all darkness.

Dots of Originium replaced the sunlight and the twin moons, and the occasional Originium explosions would light up a corner of the field.

As time passed, the storm subsided again, and the moisture in the air turned into thick fog that enveloped the earth as cold air arrived.

Unable to move forward any longer, Nana, who desperately wanted to see Matilda, found herself unable to continue. After using magic to lock onto the activity level of a piece of Originium, the assassin found an Originium crystal that wasn't too sharp and sat down... This wasn't giving up; the assassin was simply conserving her energy.

At this point, there were less than twelve hours left before TDD began considering evacuation. Under normal circumstances, Nana would have to start thinking about the possibility of mission failure.

No... she had already considered this matter a lot.

For example, placing Sussurro and two other patients with Oripathy threats outside the core of the Disaster Zone; putting the most skilled Blaze and Blacksteel professionals together; leaving the car and the powerful fully automatic Laterano gun to the most worrying Jessica and Vanilla... If you really have to say who might be closest to death, then it would probably be Katie.

But Katie is, after all, a professional rescuer. With double the shockwave system and increased supplies, even though she can only rely on her own two legs... Nana thinks that should be enough to cope with the escape if the mission fails.

Ultimately, all Nana can prepare for her teammates is supplies. There are examples of people who die while carrying an entire warehouse of supplies if they don't have a strong will to survive.

The assassin would pray for her teammates, and at the same time pray that her own small wish would also be fulfilled... The former was shrouded in an unobservable fog, while the latter... Nana herself knew that she was also walking on a maze where neither the front nor the back was known.

Ahead lies the unknown existence of District 4, and behind her, there are Colombian reinforcements whose arrival is uncertain... Just like Agent 77, this state of having no past and no future is the longest period of her life.

Walking through the dark fog, braving the biting wind, Nana recalled her plant-like life.

The days of simply following orders were simple and straightforward. Who the target was, the reason for killing him, how to get there, and how to escape... all of these would be clearly arranged on paper by the agent, with very few unexpected discrepancies.

Nana doesn't dislike that kind of life; it's just that now she has to make her own judgment.

Confirming the objective and arranging the development of events according to the demands of all parties... Even though most of the external liaison work has been handled by Kal'tsit and her manager, Nana still cannot be as confident in the outcome of events as her manager.

Nana can clearly depict the trajectory of natural disasters or the desires of people with pen and paper... but she can't feel any reality in her own actions.

Is it because one's identity is merely an 'acting' in all these processes?

Messenger of natural disasters, doctor, special agent, company employee... these are all identities that Nana has, but Nana can also deny them all.

She hadn't invested any emotion in those job titles, and if she judged herself to be just putting on an act... it was only natural that she would deny the original driving force behind everything she had done along the way.

Ultimately, doing something because you 'can do it' and doing something because you 'want to do it' are completely different concepts.

In this false identity, Nana has only one real emotion... that is, she wants to return to Matilda's side.

The only true desire drives the girl who lives by lies forward... But what about the people she has deceived with lies?

……

Katie was deeply moved upon discovering the shockwave system left behind by Nana... Although she did not carry a beacon, the blonde-haired girl Pero used the rescue team's experience to create a mark pointing towards the sky using a strobe IR flashlight.

Previously, this device would only be activated when it heard the calls of rescuers, but with the power armor's pure Originium powering it, Katie confirmed that it could keep going for a whole month.

Following the initial burst of energy, the story continues... Centered around the exploration vehicle, a simple refugee camp rises from the ground... Nana lays the foundation for the legitimacy and authority of the camp's centralized power for Jessica and her companion.

With reminders constantly scrolling on the notice board, it was clear to everyone that the 'commander' had given the two seemingly weak armed men the right to open fire before he left... Don't test their nerves at such a critical moment, this was a concept that Cannot and his security group constantly instilled in the refugees.

Under natural disasters, where guns are pointed, there is no room for man-made disasters.

In contrast to the tense atmosphere in the refugee camps, the atmosphere on the front lines of the battle against dangerous creatures, with the largest amount of supplies and the most complete logistics, was remarkably relaxed.

Franka, pinned beneath the car-sized beast, loudly mocked as she heated the idling thermite to its operating threshold of 1300 degrees Celsius:

"What? Even the adorable top students are incredibly cute in the eyes of the pincer beasts? Would you like to help them have babies?"

"If you're interested, go ahead and try it yourself. I'll definitely build you a basement and lock you up with all sorts of tentacle beasts and weird things... just like the strange e-writing on your laptop terminal!!"

Having long been accustomed to his partner's reckless remarks, Vayvan wrestled with the massive infected creature while holding up his shield. As he finally gripped the gloves, which were covered in the infected creature's bodily fluids, and with a flash of bluish-white lightning, Razer hurled the entire Claw Beast into the air, then stomped the Claw Beast cub that had been pulling on his shoelaces in two.

"Huang!"

"coming!"

The extended chainsaw roared, and the elite warriors only needed a brief moment of disorientation to deliver a fatal blow… Although losing a pincer wasn't exactly 'fatal' for a four-legged beast, once the beast's defenses were breached, they were met with the ultimate torture of a 1300-degree thermite sword.

The question is: Why did they run this way? (Sheep)

Unfortunately, the warriors were unaware that the Claw Beast possessed such a rich thought process, so whether it was asking questions or engaging in idle chatter, it was merely a moment of relaxation within the Blacksteel International BPRS team's work.

Perhaps only Huang, seeing the other two, would feel that he shouldn't be there but should be under the car or something.

Missing the couple still arguing, Huang blinked; she seemed to see a rising star.

"Hey, hey, hey... Razer, Franka... look over there!" Phosphorus

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"Signal flare!"

Another 'morning star' pierced through the clouds of natural disaster, rising from the ground. Watching the row of headlights slowly approach like a curtain of the sky, Susuluo still remembered the helpless expression on Nana's face when she left more than twenty hours ago. (Chess)

"...Everything is going well, we won't die."

Sussurro glanced at the two empty Oripathy inhibitors in the auto-injection mod on her arm, her expression complex.

Before Nana left, she was actually still complaining about why she wasn't taken along. (The alcohol)

However, that was the reality. Having been automatically injected with two potent blocking agents within a mere twenty hours, Stewart could only groan in his tent.

Before he could even begin to address the root cause of Oripathy, he was succumbed to the side effects of the medication. (Nine)

Anderscher seemed to be able to continue moving because of his stronger physique, but at this rate, let alone a month, whether they could even last a week was a matter of fate.

It wasn't until she heard the whistle of the land-based warship that Sussuro remembered that this was a mission that, if all went smoothly, would receive a response within twenty-four hours.