Resurrection Empire

Chapter 773 291: Hypocritical Merchant, Ruthless and Cold-blooded

Sitting in the command room of the armed fortress rapidly advancing along the ground, Tang Shuying occasionally glanced at Sun Ai, who stood in the baby carriage stretching her neck to look out, recalling the fascinating conversation between Ren Zhong and his daughter an hour earlier in her mind.

Tang Shuying had left Starfire Town long ago, leading the newly formed professional scavenger team, and only returned the day before yesterday to immediately join the military formation.

After Ren Zhong verified with Shi Xuan about Tang Shuying's performance in the Qi Mountain Tribe and reviewed the mobility of the team she had newly brought out, he decisively appointed her as the deputy commander of the Second Army.

She has this capability.

Subsequently, Tang Shuying hastily followed the main force on the expedition, not having had the chance to visit the Biological Laboratory.

She had not seen her newborn daughter for ten days.

When they met earlier, seeing Sun Ai lying alone in a crib fixed inside the airship's cockpit, she subconsciously bent down to pick up her considerably taller daughter, gently patting Sun Ai's back as she did with her son before.

Strangely enough, Sun Ai did not reject this treatment, enjoying it for a while with her eyes closed before opening them to ask Ren Zhong nearby, "Uncle, you must have something very important in mind for having me here, right?"

Ren Zhong smiled and nodded, "Yes. With only Chen Meng as the pilot, and no one to talk to you all the way, I was worried that a little one like you riding the airship alone for such a long distance wouldn't be able to handle it, but it seems I was overthinking."

Sun Ai raised her right hand, waving it in protest, "Don't treat me as a newborn, I'm already grown up!"

Ren Zhong and Tang Shuying exchanged a glance, smiling wryly.

Ren Zhong calculated with his fingers, "From birth until now, you haven't even reached thirteen days old."

Sun Ai: "But judging from normal human development speed, my physiological age is already 125 days. Look at my five fingers. They can fully open. I can even stand briefly. Lifting my head, sitting up, and turning over are no problem."

She said this in a very proud tone.

Ren Zhong nodded, "Alright, you're a mature infant now."

"Of course, tell me, Uncle, what do you need me to help with."

...

At one-thirty in the morning, Ren Zhong charged out of the armed fortress mounted on a Blue Type-7 Motorboat, leading the way.

Behind him were thirteen hundred warriors clad in intelligent assault armor.

These people rode on slightly less powerful Blue Type-6 Motorboats.

All elite warriors wore third-level assault armor, but not everyone was a mechanical warrior.

Ren Zhong incorporated his experience using amplifiers back in the day into the standard equipment, simplifying operations, significantly enhancing the possibility for non-mechanical warriors to operate armor.

Although lacking the capability to synchronize with neural signals significantly decreased the responsiveness of these devices, in one-on-one combat, these fast-trained warriors' combat ability was less than half that of legitimate warriors.

But this was a group charge, winning by quantity; unless against top-level fighters like him, the personal ability gaps among other soldiers had little impact on the battle situation.

After all, whether struck by legitimate mechanical warriors or pseudo-mechanical warriors using the same weapon with a full second of delay due to amplifiers, the outcome of being shot from afar was indistinguishable.

The formation of thirteen hundred people was dispersed, approaching from various directions of Zhaoshan Town, with distances between pairs reaching up to at least a hundred meters.

The Night Watchers atop the city wall were quite distressed.

The city defense artillery was incredibly powerful, with an explosive core killing radius of 30 meters; if the enemy charged in groups, a single shot could take them down in droves.

Under normal force distribution, capturing Zhaoshan Town, even at night, would require deploying tens of thousands.

Yet the situation now was different.

Ren Zhong brought only thirteen hundred people, seemingly set up to collide like an egg against stone, but this egg was hard and slippery.

The automatic targeting feature of the city defense artillery was maximized, but it was equally challenging to directly hit motorboats continuously approaching along erratic trajectories.

Even when, occasionally, two lucky shots swept motorboats into the core kill zone, or some unfortunate one got blasted by the explosion shards, the person would at most roll on the ground and then stand up like nothing happened, relying on the mobility of the armor to charge forward on foot. Only if even more unfortunate to be simultaneously covered by several shells would they be blasted to fall.

"This isn't reasonable; even if not in the core killing radius, the shrapnel from the city defense shells should at least penetrate third-level armor defenses, what's going on with these people?"