Chapter 226

"It's basically saying that since you're not letting Chernobog live a good life, the people of Chernobog have no choice but to solve the problem themselves..."

"You fucking... this was really your doing, wasn't it?!"

Faced with the officer spitting in his face, Loban calmed down. Thinking back to how terrified the group had been when they were discovered, he burst out laughing.

"Me arrange it? Leaving aside whether I have the ability, what benefit would I get from arranging it for you? You'd better think about what despicable things you've done lately... Come on, let's see when your superior is coming to pick you up..."

PS: Waaaaa, little kitty!

PSS: I feel that tasks that aren't particularly difficult don't need to be written in great detail... Anyway, I'll just go through it briefly... Nine

6th Patriot's Gun: Who is buried under the 250 Sarcophagus?

"So! You're fucking in deep trouble! I've never seen anyone come up here and fucking wipe out the conservatives." Ling

"But you forcibly occupied the station..." Wu

"We were fucking waiting for you to come and negotiate! The colonel specifically instructed that even if we earned less or nothing, as long as we handed over some money to bribe the middle factions, we'd fucking help get the trucks through and, incidentally, keep an eye on the more important parts to prevent the Baikal people from causing trouble... And now, you've just taken us down! We brothers are going to be in deep trouble when we get back, and you fucking can deal with that stinking shit yourselves!"

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Standing in the police station's interrogation room, watching through the one-way glass as the Nobles' Army officer stuffed food into his mouth and launched into a tirade against Loban's subordinates, Nana remained silent for quite some time.

Compared to Nana, Loban was extremely impatient. The military police chief frowned, his knuckles cracking nervously, and finally, he couldn't help but look at Nana: [The text abruptly ends here, likely due to an incomplete sentence or a formatting error.]

What do you think? (Part 3)

What do you think? For Nana, who wasn't in a good mood, the Feline girl, having taken off her conspicuous tactical gear, could only roll her eyes:

"... Of course, we'll watch standing up."

"Um, what I mean is..."

She reached out to stop Loban from asking further questions. Although Nana's expression was calm and composed, the fiery heterochromatic eyes always gave Loban the feeling that she was about to kill his entire family at any moment.

"I know what you want to ask, but what I mean is, I have no opinion... Or are you saying the commander of the Rapid Response Force is going to hold me accountable?"

"... No, it's not that bad... If you have to say, the other side just lost face. Seeing him so furious now is mainly a stress response from the feeling that he almost died."

"After all, I've tried my best not to provoke the military..."

The silence was due to Loban's unease over the other party's remarks about the more extreme military figures, while Nana felt a strong sense of déjà vu that she was being used as a shield.

Recalling the initial reason for the operation, it was undoubtedly Boris's explanation after the banquet. The merchants' conversations unconsciously became urging and inducing... People's positions can be infinitely divided. It was indeed Nana's mistake to directly categorize the entire Nobles' Army as an untouchable part. Now Rhodes Island no longer has the opportunity to have friendly contact with the Third Army.

However, this process was undoubtedly problematic. It was normal for Nana, as an outsider, to be unaware of the political spectrum within the Third Army, but Boris's complete silence about his target being the more friendly part of the Nobles' Army clearly indicated that he had ulterior motives.

While this could be explained by the fact that Boris, as Ursus Nobility, didn't care about such subtle political distinctions in his actions, Rhodes Island has now taken action.

The conservative Third Army became hostile to Rhodes Island, Grand Duke Baikal's subordinates wanted to replace the conservatives who had only occupied the island and had not taken any other action.

While the acquisition of some resources in the Core City did appease public opinion on a tactical level, from a strategic perspective, Rhodes Island's attempt to quell the conflict between the two sides had already failed.

At this moment, all hostility was directed at Rhodes Island. Even though Nana had the sudden inspiration to use the guise of 'Vigilante' to hide all the action team members from the Third Army and even most of the Chernobog Military Police and military... Rhodes Island's personnel list was transparent to Boris.

Now, the confrontation between Chernobog and the Third Army... the confrontation between Baikal and Boris is about to turn into the Third Army's confrontation with the Vigilante, and the Old Nobles' Army's confrontation with Rhodes Island.

The Exploration Vehicle was locked on, the personnel list was clear, and apart from Nana shaking off the local spies before the operation, the enemy did not obtain any substantial evidence... If Boris wanted, Rhodes Island could replace Chernobog as the Third Army's primary target at any time.

After all, the captured officers also said that most officers had no interest in such a thankless task, and only a very small minority, like Baikal and his group, were determined to destroy Chernobog for the sake of the refinery's profits.

The military... especially the Ursus military, even in its corruption, is still a group that highly values collective honor.

After such humiliation by the 'Vigilante,' there was no way to appease the hostility of the conservative members of the Third Army. Boris, through a little concealment and a little urging, directly obtained leverage that forced Rhodes Island to cooperate deeply with him.

Unless Nana is willing to have her team instantly exposed and become the target of the Third Army... Boris only needs to say, "You don't want Rhodes Island to become bait for the army, do you?" to gain command of his elite operators.

'I've been tricked!'

This is the thought that's currently lingering in Nana's mind.

'How can this be remedied?'

This is the next issue Nana forces herself to think about.

To confront them? With the other side already having a firm grip on her team, doing so would undoubtedly be nothing more than throwing a tantrum, and Nana wouldn't be a sore loser. The most urgent task is to immediately cut off Boris's surveillance of the Rhodes Island members... Nana doesn't have the habit of having outsiders standing behind her with knives.

Seeing the girl with her hands in her pockets stand up, Loban asked in confusion:

"Is Medic not going to continue treatment?"

"There's no need. I'll let my team rest for a bit, and I'll come back to you when we need your cooperation for the next operation."

"Um... actually, I think our cooperation could be even closer."

As he spoke, Loban failed to notice the scrutinizing gaze in Nana's eyes. Seemingly due to his straightforward nature, he was completely unaware of the current stance of Nana's group. He then pulled out the police station's walkie-talkie.

"Here you go, the corresponding decoding mode is written on the tape. Now we have a direct way to communicate."

"Contact me directly... why? You know I'm only on the mayor's orders..."

"Well, the main problem is that some guys are really not suitable for the police to handle... but the 'Vigilante' can. I just thought there were a few punks that you'd be perfect to take care of."

Seeing Loban's expectant yet slightly shy expression, and knowing that he was a tall man of over 1.8 meters, scratching the back of his head and looking around, he didn't seem to have any bad intentions. After thinking it over, Nana finally accepted the radio Terminal that he was offered.

"I'll see how it goes."

"Hey~ That's good to hear. No wonder you're the team that can handle those... I mean, the Infected. I won't disturb your rest any longer; I still need to write the report for this operation."

After saying goodbye to Loban, Nana walked out of the police station. Just a few steps later, she felt the gazes of the two people who called themselves 'Crow' and 'Swallow' again... Nana quickly shook them off and began to think about how to ensure the safety of her team's rear.

This is actually a very difficult thing, after all, Boris has an Ursus Inner Guards by his side.

The name "Emperor's Blades" resounds throughout the land, undoubtedly largely due to its elusive nature and bizarre abilities derived from the Collapse Paradigm.

Nana originally suggested that Amiya participate in the operation at the Sarcophagus, keeping this VIP, whose importance was no less than that of the Doctor, under the watchful eyes of the Inner Guards. The assassin believed that offering such a risky hostage was already a considerable show of sincerity... However, Boris's little trick this time completely dispelled Nana's intention to cooperate honestly with the Ursus people.

Nana's trust is a very valuable thing, and the assassin has also made a decision about the price of toying with Assassin Number Seventy-Seven.

It was July 5th, 1095, local time in Ursus, three days after the deafening roar that sounded like the start of battle that night.

The light rail connection between the District Fifty-Two, the Core City's main food production and livestock breeding base, and the Core City remains stable.

The Ursus soldiers discovered in the early morning have been sent back to the Third Army in batches, and through word of mouth among the disgraced soldiers, the reputation of the 'Vigilante' has even begun to circulate in the streets of Chernobog.

Such a brave soldier who stood up and severely punished the army group's illegal landing, single-handedly taking down more than a hundred people and leaving them urinating and defecating, clearly fits the Ursus people's imagination of "one against a hundred".

Because she had no information channels from the army group, even though Nana had been frequently visiting the mansion these past few days and had even patiently attended several of Boris's banquets, all she heard were these businessmen's baseless 'possibilities,' 'guesses,' and 'imaginations.'

During this time, Boris seemed to have noticed something and asked Nana why the Blacksteel Mercenaries hadn't joined the celebration... Nana brushed it off by saying they were investigating the army group's situation.

However, in order to avoid arousing further suspicion from Boris, Nana would occasionally have everyone gather at the mansion to appear... After all, today Weedy had completed the Sarcophagus pipeline investigation and produced modified blueprints for the Core City's energy supply.

"... In short, although we don't yet understand how the fog that Lord Blade refers to as 'the Dominion' affects energy transmission, as long as we re-lay some cables according to this plan, shut down the Pollution parts, and finally complete the energy output switch, it will be fine."

Seeing Weedy's confident posture with her hands on her hips, Saria glanced at the Inner Guards and Boris present:

"Of course, that's assuming we don't trigger that thing that seems to be a security system from Previous Civilization..."

Saria's words made Nana raise an eyebrow. Clearly, the Tactical Unit she had placed in the Sarcophagus to ensure the Doctor's safety had been discovered. However, compared to the collective feigned ignorance of Nana's group, Boris's tightly furrowed brows were far more noticeable.

"Security from Previous Civilization...? I've never heard of such a thing in Sarcophagus, and the researchers never mentioned it..."

"As far as I know, wasn't your Sarcophagus research team wiped out by the Fourth Army?"

Saria's blunt remark nearly made Boris bite his tongue again. Judging from his eyes, he clearly wasn't keen on discussing the topic either. The Marquis's expression underwent a series of changes, as if he'd just eaten a slightly flavorful, twisted intestine, before he sighed.

"I mean, my newly hired researcher... Folinic, please stop staring at me like that... Getting back to the point, even when the Fourth Army tried to forcibly dismantle the Sarcophagus, nothing like this was triggered. I'm wondering if there's something wrong with your judgment... Your Excellency?"

Seeing Boris looking at him for help, the Inner Guards glanced at the Feline that seemed to be burning fiercely in his line of sight... Although everything seemed calm on the surface, the change in Boris and Medic's emotions projected onto the Dominion still made him sense something was amiss.

However, on one side was the local ruler he needed to support, and on the other side was the emperor's guest. Given his status, it was really inappropriate for him to get involved. To be honest, the young Inner Guards didn't want to get involved in the conflict between Boris and Medic; he had absolutely no responsibility to concern himself with their cooperation.

Therefore, based on his personal feelings, his remarks were completely fair and open, without any bias.

"I don't know what the Sarcophagus looked like in the past, but there is indeed something active outside the Sarcophagus now, helping Sarcophagus resist most of the erosion from the unknown the Dominion."

"Boris, it's those devices that make the Core City still worth saving. Regardless of where they came from, if you want to get Chernobog back to normal operation, you can't bypass them now."

"... So, what exactly is that thing?"

Seeing that Boris seemed to have calmed down after being persuaded by the Inner Guards, Weedy also prepared to take the photos she had taken pretending to take after entering the Sarcophagus... but Nana stopped her from doing so.

It's normal to not be able to see much due to the tension on-site and the obscuring of the Dominion, but photos won't do... Our Tactical Unit have many Columbia -made details, and we can't expose that to Boris and his team... As for the reason...

"... The Dominion can transmit Pollution through information itself. Don't bring those materials around carelessly. I should have warned you... Or is it that Ursus, as the nation that first began to make deep use of the 'The Dominion,' doesn't even know this?"

With just one sentence, Nana diverted the Inner Guards' attention, and the tall figure wearing the intubation helmet immediately focused his attention on Nana:

"... Columbia seems to have some understanding of 'The Dominion'..."

"It's because I have some understanding of myself; as you can see, I'm currently being free-range."

This serious eye contact was quickly interrupted by Boris, who tapped the table and asked:

"Gentlemen, I won't go into the confidential details, but as the mayor of Chernobog, I just want to ask... what are the chances that this plan will restore power to the Core City?"

"As long as you provide the materials and manpower, and let our top-level combat forces actually ensure that the device doesn't interfere with my construction, then the probability of solving Chernobog's energy shortage is one thousand percent."

This guy actually asked about the probability! Weedy wanted to crack Boris's skull open to see if it was filled with mush... If you don't trust Rhodes Island, go fix it yourself.

Boris did indeed pick up on Weedy's unspoken message and her slightly unhappy mood.

The mayor's twitching eyes clearly showed he felt offended, but if Rhodes Island went on strike, he would be the one to suffer. So Boris smiled again and looked respectfully at the Inner Guards and Nana.

"So, what do you two think about facing unknown machines that may be from Previous Civilization?"

"... The remains of the Sarcophagus are related to the case I'm investigating. Even if you hadn't told me, I would have gone to examine those machines closely... The problem lies with Rhodes Island."

Nana waved to the Inner Guards and got up from the sofa:

"Repairing the Sarcophagus for power is a good thing for all civilians, and I have no reason to refuse... However, this matter does sound very dangerous, and I will do my best to ensure that the construction proceeds normally."

"That's wonderful! As the host, I will do my best to meet everyone's needs! May peace come to Chernobog as soon as possible..."

Watching Boris, all smiles, hand a wine glass to the Inner Guards and give one to himself... Nana didn't mind, but the Inner Guards, unable to remove his helmet, seemed to emanate a dark aura.

However, Boris seemed completely oblivious.

He is now raising his glass high:

"May the grace of the Holy Fool grace Chernobog!"

She raised her glass expressionlessly to get through the situation, but when her eyes met those of the Inner Guards, Nana revealed that nun's smile.

That was the final act of care for those who were destined to die.

After all, the opportunity that had troubled Nana for so long—to eliminate Chernobog's surveillance of the Rhodes Island squad—had finally arrived.

PS: Waaaaaaah!

6th Patriot's Gun: 251 Chernobog Sarcophagus Incident

As an emergency measure to address the Core City's energy system issues, with the special liaison office of Boris Johnson providing the green light, Weedy's required materials and personnel were gathered in just three days.

Modifications to the exterior of the Sarcophagus Laboratory were minimal; even altering the power transmission lines and installing additional overhead wires were relatively simple. (Phosphorus)

The key is to either close off or activate the already twisted pipelines and equipment deep within the Collapse and Pollution... Nana doesn't know if the Inner Guards have told Boris about the symptoms and dangers related to Collapse Pollution, but at least within Nana's authority, she has already taught everyone the relevant Collapse Paradigm she knows.

Okay, actually, aside from Amiya, Saria, and White Cuckoo, who were newcomers to the operation with Nana for the first time, the Human Resources Special Operations Team was already quite adept at dealing with the Collapse Pollution. Five

With the Non-Entropic Applications operating on the four Tactical Unit surrounding the Doctor, it can be said that Nana's entire team has the ability to move freely within the Sarcophagus... However, this does not mean that Nana has to wholeheartedly cooperate with Boris, because the other party is secretly making underhanded moves again.

On July 8, 1095, Ursus local time, with all personnel and equipment ready, the progress of the Sarcophagus pipeline modification project was only slightly progressing on the periphery. Saria and Weedy summoned Boris was busy with something, to the Sarcophagus Mansion by going on strike.

Saria's right Shanghai was adorned with a Non-Entropic Applications Halo resembling a neon armband, while Weedy had activated her full-isolation protective suit, the hood, face mask, and gloves completely covering her... all because of the two workers in the mansion's lobby, their bodies covered in black sweat, droplets seemingly dripping, yet vanishing instantly after leaving the victims' bodies.

"Boris, I recall mentioning the lethality of that unknown Pollution. Why were these two people found deep within the Sarcophagus? Perhaps you can offer an explanation..."

Faced with Saria's expressionless questioning, the impeccably dressed marquis rested his chin on the back of his hand and tilted his head indifferently. "I..."

"They might be spies from the Third Army. We can probably ignore them..."

"But they kept saying 'we need to confirm the Previous Civilization machinery'... wasn't that what we said in our meeting? And these two are the manor's guards, right? I remember their faces."

"... So what if it is? As the mayor, I sent people to investigate and monitor the situation in important energy zones. Rhodes Island shouldn't need to question that."

It was clear that Boris was very impatient, which made Weedy even more impatient. She slammed her hand on the table in front of her. Weedy was somewhat obsessive-compulsive and had a penchant for cleanliness, hated it when irrelevant people interfered with her work, especially since Boris was sending people to try to get close to the Doctor and the truth about that area.

On one hand, there are the innocent people who died from the Collapse Pollution; on the other hand, there are those who, having actually discovered something, need to be silenced by their own people... The responsibility of being an engineer, the truth that needs to be concealed, and the possibility of more deaths following... The multiple pressures make Weedy's anger palpable.

"But your spies completely disregarded our security protocols. Couldn't you have at least told us before sending them?! If they had even been given the most basic protective suits, they might not be in this state now... The reason these two corpses appear relatively calm is because that razor blade has already Pollution them. Even so, their bodies have undergone considerable mutation!"