"Fuck! Let's fight them! I, Charlie, have never been weaker than anyone. Don't think you can make me bow my head!"
With that, he grabbed a long spear and charged out.
Some people were like that. Once the arrogant and overbearing ones received a brutal beating from society, they could not accept it for a while. Others erupted with hidden strength in moments of utter despair.
It suppressed his fear of the Jaeger and drove the fool head-on into every possible danger.
Rister did not stop him from the rear. He respected Charlie as a real man, but he had no intention of following his example.
The moment Charlie emerged from the hole Mount Tai had punched through, he was crushed into a bloody mist beneath its enormous fist.
Mount Tai had merely wanted to remove the searchlight from its chest and get a clear look inside the pitch-black bunker.
"Huh? Did something just fly past?"
Xiao Shou was slightly surprised. He seemed to have caught sight of a figure flashing by, like a large white rat.
"You imagined it."
"...All right."
The high-powered searchlight shone directly through the opening and into the corridor beyond.
Facing the steel giant before him, Rister had no courage whatsoever to fight.
He immediately took the lead, bringing the rioters out of the bunker with their hands clasped over their heads.
Before a Jaeger, even these lawless thugs who treated human lives like grass could not summon any desire to fight.
If they fought, they would definitely die—and not peacefully, either. They probably would not even leave behind intact corpses.
If they surrendered, they would be punished under international law, but at least they could cling to life.
Note: Some Western countries had no death penalty and would simply sentence you to one or