System: My Doomsday Train-Chapter 693 - 310: "Pulupulu." (Requesting monthly ticket)_3
How are they going to come back?
"Even if they’re treating us as a suicide squad, do they have to be so blunt and leave us with no hope of survival?"
"We do have hope. After the war, the main forces of the ’Kasha Civilization’ will contact us and take us home through a two-way wormhole."
"Sounds good."
Chen Mang nodded silently. That statement was no different from lying to a fool. He didn’t believe it, but apparently, many people didn’t believe it either. Yet, everyone still chose to go without hesitation.
After all... the benefits were too great.
Being a pirate only earned so much money.
Once you found an uninhabited mining star, you wouldn’t have to worry about food for generations.
Just at that moment—
He suddenly noticed a familiar logo on some people in the team to the right. Others looked at these people with fear and subconsciously avoided them.
It was the "Philia Pirate Group."
This group also joined the Free Army.
"..."
Chen Mang looked at these people blankly for a long time before softly saying, "I am actually someone who takes promises very seriously."
"Although the plan failed."
"But I promised that little girl to help her avenge her father."
"Ai."
"Use the Target Detection Radar to lock onto these people, then bring out those robots, find a secluded place, and prepare to act."
"Understood."
Mr. Li, standing aside, was slightly stunned, a trace of confusion flashing in his previously sorrowful eyes. He didn’t expect that at this point, Master Mang still remembered the promise made to that little girl.
He remembered that little girl.
He remembered that he even scolded the little girl before.
Because he felt the little girl was a bit naive and silly, but after learning that she committed suicide by jumping off a building, he somewhat regretted saying such harsh words. He always thought that since her father was dead and she had gone through a family tragedy, she should grow up, pull herself together, and become smarter.
But now, he felt that knowing was easy, doing was difficult.
It is extremely challenging to align knowledge with actions.
The "Scallion Civilization" had been completely destroyed, and he also found it hard to recover. If not for the faint hope of revenge given by the Constant Star Train, he might have jumped off a building as well.
Thinking from the little girl’s perspective.
She was like a little princess who had always been protected by her father and uncle, living happily every day with a secure family background. Sudden upheavals are naturally hard to accept, which is entirely understandable.
If she had endured, her disposition would have matured a lot in the future, but unfortunately, she didn’t make it through.
...
Furong Star, Qingshui City, in the wild countryside.
The sun hung high in the sky.
Several speeding off-road vehicles gradually slowed down and were forced to stop. Almost instantly, the off-road vehicles formed a combat formation, several guns extended from the windows aimed at the enemy gradually surrounding them outside.
The leading man, with a grim face, picked up the walkie-talkie urgently.
"Boss, we’re surrounded."
"Tens of thousands of robots of unknown strength have surrounded us, haven’t opened fire yet, requesting support!"
Then he took a deep breath, and his voice echoed through the car’s external speakers.
"Which hero is conducting business here?"
"A big flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple, but you’ve stopped the wrong people. This is the Philia Pirate Group’s ground action team."
"Could the leader come out and have a chat?"
Despite saying this.
His face grew increasingly grim. They all lived off the edge of the knife, those in their profession stopping the wrong people were taboo, simply impossible to commit, clearly, the other party was coming directly for them.
Tens of thousands of armed robots!
Which force is this, such a strong foundation!
In their line of work, they certainly offended many people, who knows which group came to seek revenge.
The man loaded the gun in his hands, looked around at the approaching armed robots, and hoarsely said, "We definitely can’t break out, brothers might all have to end it here today, so tell everyone to quickly leave their last words before they’re cut off."
"Stay strong, everyone."
"In this business, you ought to know this day is fated to arrive."
"Feeling good eating meat and drinking wine, are you scared now to die and regret entering the business?"
"Crying like women."
Around the off-road vehicles.
Several armed robots held the "Giant Wave Gatling" forming a slowly advancing circle, none firing, and moving not fast, yet the sense of intimidation was strong, like death beating a drum in the heart.
Soon, the circle was complete, the robots were less than ten meters from the off-road vehicle, almost within arm’s reach.
At that moment—
A gap in the circle suddenly appeared.
A young man with a cane emerged alone from behind the robots, coming to the front of the off-road vehicles, softly saying, "Come down for a chat, it’s stuffy in the car."
"Alright."
The middle-aged man pushed down the barrels of the guns of the subordinates beside him, glared at them, took a deep breath, and hid the gun in the spatial bag behind his waist before stepping down from the off-road vehicle alone. He hadn’t seen this person before, but since this person dared to face them in the flesh.
He was likely fearless.
Making the first move was suicidal!
"This is the Philia Pirate Group’s ground action team."
The middle-aged man got off the off-road vehicle, looking solemnly at the young man before him, speaking word by word, "Might you have stopped the wrong people, or is there some misunderstanding with us, care to explain?"
