Chapter 527 - 515: Recruitment
Chapter 527 - 515: Recruitment
The Ogres had already been disarmed. Despite their strength, able to rip apart giant bears and fierce tigers with their bare hands, they stood to the side like obedient children.
Their defiant companions had been killed, perhaps to incite fear among the remaining Ogres, Chen Feng carried out the execution on the spot.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
A series of gunshots rang out, and the Ogres, who just moments ago stood with a tragic demeanor, fell to the ground, devoid of any signs of life.
Yang Yi was in charge of the detention work.
In the peaceful times, he was a Warrior with considerable sailing experience, and leveraging that past experience, he quickly found his footing on the ship. Aside from his role as an instructor, he was also the leader of a twenty-man squad.
In just moments ago, he participated in this battle, so when he saw those once-arrogant Ogres now being led like slaves, he was filled with a sense of unreality.
The Ogres were dejected. They lost their home and even became slaves themselves. To limit their strength, Chen Feng had already given orders: from now on, the Ogres wouldn’t be fed for two days, and in the following days, they would only have one meal a day. This was to fundamentally prevent them from having the strength to resist.
They had won.
But Yang Yi wasn’t overly pleased, since sixteen Warriors lost their lives due to the severe injuries caused by the Black Dragon’s Dragon Breath.
One of them was a soldier under his command, only seventeen years old, driven by the hope of giving his family a better life, he traveled thousands of miles away to explore.
Ah Jian was a cheerful Warrior. Even though the apocalypse broke out, it couldn’t trap him in despair. He had a mother, the source of all his efforts. He often said that upon returning, he would have his mother move into a big house, and then marry a wife to build a new home on this wasteland.
But things didn’t go as planned.
Such a young man, full of hope for tomorrow, remained on this land forever. His chest was hit by a Dragon Breath and he died instantly, without pain and without any last words.
Far away, in the Order, his mother, anticipating her son’s return, could never have guessed that he had already died on the battlefield.
Victory?
For survivors, this was undoubtedly a thrilling Epic battle, a story of besieging a Giant Dragon, something they could boast about for a lifetime.
But for those who died?
Their precious lives were lost forever, never witnessing the so-called victory.
Yang Yi felt irritated.
He wondered if he too would become one of them one day?
Yang Yi wasn’t afraid, nor would he become a deserter. In the Order, it was explicitly stated that deserters would implicate even their families.
As a Warrior, he only thought that he should learn to remain calm. He shouldn’t rejoice just because of a battle; instead, he should learn from it, so he could deliver a more severe blow to the enemy and protect himself better in future battles.
Life and death?
People are always calm about things happening to others, but what about when it involves themselves?
Life isn’t easy, so one needs to strive harder.
...
War means death, which is something unavoidable.
Chen Feng looked at the pile of bodies and personally lit the flames to cremate them. The ship couldn’t preserve the bodies for too long, as it might lead to diseases, so in the event of death, cremation was mostly conducted to prevent disease.
Hundreds of Warriors stood solemnly, their faces showing seriousness. Among those multiple bodies, there were friends, comrades, and even relatives, but now... they had turned into a handful of white ash.
A line of people holding small black urns came forward silently to store the ashes. While they couldn’t achieve the goal of seeing someone in life and in death, these urns were the last comfort for their families.
The funeral was only completed around dusk. Half of the people stayed to take care of the ship, while the other half went to the base to transport the needed supplies.
Along the way, any potentially dangerous insects were completely slaughtered. As an important food resource, these insects gave their final bit of life to serve a purpose.
Sitting in the room, Li Linhua still shivers at the thought of the scenes just now. Those warriors holding weapons, not even guns, but wielding sharp cold weapons approached the insects without panic, but rather with some excitement.
Li Linhua couldn’t understand that after eating fish meat for more than ten days continuously, how much these warriors would crave the taste of other meats. The insects are highly nutritious, and due to mutations, a single grasshopper could provide around thirty pounds of meat.
Of course, besides insects, the remaining creatures in the city also became hunting targets. To increase efficiency, the ogres were also forced to participate in the hunting operation.
Certainly, the selected ogres all had family among the captives. Chen Feng made it very clear that if anyone attempted to defect, their family would also be executed. Additionally, warriors supervised them, allowing direct gunfire in any suspicious movement without needing to report to superiors.
With the help of the ogres, the collection of supplies for the ship was quickly completed. For the creatures in Quanzhou, this was undoubtedly a dark week, but for the survivors at the base, it marked the beginning of hope.
Chen Feng had already agreed to the rescue request. The ships of Order were already on the way, and it wouldn’t be long before a dozen warships arrived to take the survivors away from this land.
Of course, besides the abundant resources of ordinary people, professional fighters were also one of the significant gains.
Among the base’s more than eight thousand people, apart from Xing Yong and his close aides who were executed, there were a total of thirty-seven professionals. Their strengths varied; besides six Silver warriors, the rest were of Bronze Tier strength, with no one at the Silver Peak level.
The list of thirty-seven people was placed in Chen Feng’s hands. To facilitate the journey, he chose two of them as preparatory personnel for the voyage.
A man and a woman.
The former was named Giant, and when his powers awakened, his brain received some stimulation which made him drowsy, even changing his appearance, giving him an ugly face akin to an ogre. Yet his strength was not low; in a frenzy, he could exert the power of a Silver Tier to Silver Peak levels in just ten seconds. His weapon was an anchor from a ship, which when swung, was unapproachable by ordinary people.
Despite Giant’s mental limitations, he is usually honest and hearty, and his favorite thing is to eat.
In battle, all sorts of situations can arise. If the use of guns is stripped away, only hand-to-hand combat can finish the fight, and Giant is undoubtedly an outstanding figure in charge, fighting fearlessly with terrifying weaponry. Encountering him could mean receiving a devastating blow.
A team, besides being equipped with excellent equipment and led by capable leaders, also needs fearless warriors. Although guns’ power is indeed frightening, Chen Feng does not place all his hope in firearms. The hand-to-hand combat ability of warriors is also an aspect to be considered.
Giant.
Without a doubt, he is a sharp blade for Chen Feng, able to effortlessly break open enemy encirclements and exploit weaknesses to annihilate the enemy when needed!
Besides Giant, there was a little girl next, aged thirteen.
The little girl seemed somewhat at a loss. She had witnessed Chen Feng’s stance on the Giant Dragon. During this time, she heard some rumors about him. It was said that in combat, he would turn into a creature with horns and wings, so when she was summoned to Chen Feng’s side, her hands were wrapped together, and her dark eyes revealed a touch of fear.
The little girl named Lingdang had her hair in a ponytail. Due to the environment, she wore relatively neutral clothing, yet it couldn’t conceal her youthful vitality.
At this moment, she even dared not gaze into Chen Feng’s eyes. If Li Linhua wasn’t standing next to her, she might have already been tearful since, after all, she was just a teenager.
Chen Feng, expressionless, handed her a gun. After being used for a period, the gun’s steel plate had thinned and could possibly explode when firing.
"Let me see your ability."
Lingdang, a bit confused, glanced at Li Linhua, and only after seeing an appeasing smile from him did she step forward to take the gun. She reached out, placed her hand on the gun, and a tinge of green light began to appear. It continued for five minutes until the green glow finally vanished.
Doing so seemed to exhaust her significantly, as a bit of cold sweat appeared on her forehead. Yet, Chen Feng’s gaze was drawn to the gun on the table. Just now, slightly worn, it was now renewed as if it had never been used, returning to its original state.
Only then did Chen Feng smile, nodding at Li Linhua and saying, "She is accepted."
Though the girl’s age is not large, and her level is only Bronze Tier, her ability is quite unique, known as [Repair].
In a certain sense, as long as energy allows, she can repair damaged things to their optimal state. The abilities of professionals are diverse, and although the girl does not possess combat power, she is a potent support professional.
What does this mean?
With her presence, damaged weapons have the potential for restoration. Moreover, when voyaging, unforeseen circumstances may occur. Before the ship sinks, as long as she is sent for repairs, significant losses can be saved.
As for the level concern, Chen Feng isn’t worried at all. After more than a year of development, Chen Feng has a lot of rare materials at his disposal. Investing them without stinginess can elevate even the most naive to Silver Tier strength.
Each level up results in energy undergoing transformative changes. It won’t take long before the girl becomes the most dazzling chief repair specialist on the ship.
Lingdang doesn’t know and can’t imagine, the moment she stepped into the room, her life had undergone an earth-shattering change.
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