Three people were killed at once. For the first time in the history of the Roma team, everyone kept their mouths shut along the way and no one spoke.
When approaching the camp, Rom found that the atmosphere was not quite right. There were Ambrose light armors patrolling everywhere. They encountered several waves of questioning along the way.
He had an ominous premonition.
When they returned to the camp, everyone was stunned by the miserable sight in front of them.
The camp was filled with countless light armors, which were staggering and bruised. The air was filled with the pungent smell of burnt and machine oil, as well as the strong smell of blood.
Rom stopped in front of a golden light armor.
[Jin Yao], Lao Dong's favorite, a true A-class light armor. It is said that in order to obtain this mech, Lao Dong spent most of his family's money, and he cherishes it very much, and never leaves it to anyone to repair it.
Roma has been coveting Lao Dong's [Jin Yao] for a long time.
His light armor is [Amelia-a], a standard B-level light armor. The "a" in the suffix indicates that it is the offensive version of Amelia.
Greed is greed, and he doesn't have much extravagant hope. A-level light armor not only requires money that he can't imagine, but also has connections. Old Dong also found a lot of connections before asking someone to get this [Jin Yao].
The mighty [Jin Yao] is now unrecognizable. Its left half of the light armor has been completely destroyed. The hard alloy armor is like a thin aluminum plate. Some places are curled, and some places are torn into jagged shapes, revealing silvery broken parts.
Stubble noodles.
The left arm of the mech armor was missing, exposing the internal joint structure of the shoulder. The colorful lines were exposed in a mess, uneven, and some even sparkled.
Rom could even see the cockpit inside the light armor from the broken part, which was stained with blood. The left calf of the light armor was bent abnormally and was folded upward from the knee joint. Rom could know the inside of the knee joint without looking at it.
The structure has been damaged.
[Jin Yao] It is considered destroyed. Even if it needs to be repaired, the cost is estimated to be about the same as buying a new one.
Lao Dong suffered a huge setback this time and his vitality was severely damaged.
A-level light armor cannot be made by ordinary people, nor can it be repaired by ordinary people. Whether this harvest can make up for the shortfall, Rom feels it is difficult.
But as long as people are fine.
With all the light armor dragged back, that person should be fine.
Rohm and Lao Dong have known each other for many years, and the cooperation between the two parties is generally harmonious. Everyone knows where each other's bottom line is.
Roma doesn't want to change the boss just yet.
As far as he could see, almost all the light armors were seriously damaged. Several Rohms felt like they were wrecks. He had some doubts about whether it was necessary to bring back such wrecks.
When Roma saw Lao Dong, he was drinking tea with his head down.
Old Dong likes to drink tea. Whether talking about things or bragging, nothing can be done without tea. In the past, when Old Dong drank tea, his movements were chic and calm, and his smile was kind and cunning.
At this time, the person sitting on the seat drinking tea seemed to be another person.
Old Dong had a stooped back, his usually meticulously combed hair was messy, his hair was white, and the hand holding the cup was trembling.
It wasn't until Roma came to the tea table that Lao Dong seemed to be awake from a dream and struggled to smile.
"Rom is here."
The old man and the smile in front of him felt strange to Rom. The face looked as if it had been old and decadent for more than ten years.
Rom sat down and asked in a deep voice: "How did it happen like this?"
Lao Dong poured tea for Rom, and Rom noticed a few drops of tea spilled on the tea tray. He didn't say anything. Lao Dong had mysophobia and used to have a very steady hand.
"Haha, if you often walk by the river, how can your shoes not get wet? I've failed, I've failed completely. This school is a tough school, and only half of the people who go up there come back."
Roma heard the lack of interest, loss, and deep fear in the old Dong's words.
Rohm did not ask about the details of the battle, but asked: "When will we withdraw?"
No pirate can continue to fight when the casualty rate reaches half. Everyone is working for money, not for their lives. If you have money, everyone will swarm, and if you have to fight, everyone will run away.
"Withdraw? How to withdraw?" Old Dong said expressionlessly: "Just now, a few bosses clamored to withdraw. Billy led his men into the camp, leaving no one alive from top to bottom."
Rom thought of the smell of blood when he first entered the camp, and the hairs on his back suddenly stood up. He said in a hoarse voice, "They want us to be cannon fodder!"
"Yes." Old Dong sighed: "Everyone knows that they want to use us as cannon fodder. But what to do? The knife is harder than the neck, and the blood in the camp has just been washed away."
Roma's face was blue and red, and his eyes were gloomy.
What Lao Dong said is right, the knife is harder than the neck.
The old Dong advised: "It's useless to think so much. Just take it one step at a time. There are so many people now and it's inconvenient to do anything. Just wait for two days."
Rom understands that the surrounding camp is heavily guarded and it is very difficult to escape. But if it is a chaotic battlefield, it will be much easier.
The old Dong changed the subject: "You didn't encounter any trouble today, did you?"
Rom's face darkened: "Three brothers died."
Old Dong was a little surprised: "How could it be? The area you patrol is a no-man's land. How could there be such a large number of casualties?"
"I met a master who uses invisible light armor." Rom suddenly asked: "Old Dong, does Boss Mosa have a ghost team, all of which use invisible light armor?"
"Do you suspect they did it?" Old Dong's eyes flashed. He suddenly projected a photo of gray armor, pointed at the photo and asked, "Is this it?"
Rom shook his head: "No, it's a black and red light armor with a big sword."
Old Dong breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably. If it was really the Ghost Team, the inside story... he didn't dare to think about it further.
"Then it's not the Ghost Team." Old Dong suddenly remembered a piece of news: "Lao Yu made a mistake before, saying that Boss Mosa was in a bad mood and gave him a lesson. It is said that his subordinates broke a few sentries."
Rom knew the Lao Yu that Lao Dong was talking about. Lao Yu was the leader of another pirate group and was very close to An Mobik. Lao Yu was responsible for most of the work this time.
Rom was reviewing the details of the battle all the way back today. At this time, he couldn't help but nod: "If it's that guy, it's very possible."
The shot he was sure to win actually missed.
never had.
Rom came back to his senses and found that Old Dong was staring at him.
"What's wrong? Old Dong?"
Old Dong smiled: "Rom, how long have we known each other?"
Rom thought about it for a moment: "Seven years, four months and nine days."
Old Dong praised: "Rom, you are the smartest pirate I have ever seen, as smart as Boss An."
Rom sighed: "Old Dong, if you have anything to say, just say it. Every time you praise me like this, it doesn't do anything good."
"So you are smart." Old Dong laughed and showed a nostalgic look: "Time flies so fast, we have known each other for so long. We are getting older, Rom, I have a premonition that I will die on the planet.
.”
When Lao Dong said this, he was very calm, as if he was describing a normal thing.
Just as Rom was about to speak, a fat man dressed like a businessman walked in.
Rom recognized this fat man. He was a supervisor of An Mobik's logistics.
As soon as the fat man came in, he was extremely enthusiastic: "Old Dong, Old Dong! Oh, thank you for your hard work! The bosses felt bad when they heard that everyone had suffered a lot of losses. The bosses discussed it and took out the other half of the harvest and the slaves.
Send it to everyone, it is a way for brothers to give some hard-earned money. Come, here is the list, take a look, it has been taken outside, you send someone to count it."
The old director was full of praise: "The bosses are so interesting! They are loyal!"
The fat man patted Lao Dong on the shoulder: "Old Dong, whoever fights well will suffer big losses. The bosses will see it and will never let everyone suffer."
The old director said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, following the bosses is our blessing. Who dares to think about earning so much?"
The fat man laughed loudly: "Okay! Then I'll get busy! There are still several houses that need to be handed over."
The old Dong was all smiles: "You are busy, you are busy!"
Seeing the fat man disappearing out the door, the smile on Old Dong's face disappeared without a trace: "Rom, look, the bosses really want us to die here."
A chill ran down Roma's spine, but he said nothing.
The old Dong suddenly said: "Rom, I gave you the patrol mission out of selfish motives."
Rom was stunned for a moment.
"Old Dong, I am not blind. There are so many people under my command. If something goes wrong, the only one who can help me, Old Dong, is you, Rom." The old Dong immediately smiled bitterly: "I thought the patrol mission was the most important.
It's safe. I didn't expect that there is a master of invisible light armor, but he almost killed you."
Roma's expression returned to normal: "Old Dong, you overestimate me."
Old Dong smiled: "Really? The 10th-level master, the successor of [General] Jing Wangchuan's super master, Rom."
Rom raised his head suddenly, as if he was a different person, with sharp eyes and a surge of momentum.
"You are as powerful as a tiger, that's what you are, Rom." Old Dong praised: "Although the razor is sharp, when used on you, this little edge is too dim."
Rome half-closed his eyes again, and the surge of momentum just now disappeared without a trace, as if nothing happened. He asked: "When did you find out?"
"I discovered it by accident." Old Dong smiled and said, "When I was young, I was favored by General Wangchuan."
Rom was stunned and fell silent.
"Originally, I didn't want to reveal this secret." Old Dong smiled bitterly again: "You don't need me to take care of you, and you won't cause trouble to me on weekdays. Everything is handled cleanly and leaves no trace behind."
"But this time, I'm just afraid of dying on Xingxing."
"Rom, I have a hunch."
Rom listened quietly and said nothing. The old man said this sentence for the second time.
"Luxing is a nice place with beautiful mountains and clear waters. It is also a blessing to die here." Lao Dong's expression suddenly became very strange, a little nostalgic, a little expectant, and a little sad: "It's just that I have a woman who is pregnant with a child. After a few
Yue is about to give birth. She didn’t know that I was a pirate, so I made up a fake identity. I thought that in the end, I would be the one with the most votes, so I would wash my hands in the golden basin. Unexpectedly... haha."
"I have prepared the money. When I die, she will receive a transfer, which is nominally the accident insurance compensation I bought." The old Dong looked calm: "I only ask you one thing. If you escape, Roma,
Go, no matter what method you use, help me tell this lie, and don't let her and the children know that I am a pirate."
Roma looked at Old Dong for a long time before uttering one word: "Okay."
"Thank you, Rom." The old director showed a heartfelt smile. He was relieved, and his tone was indescribably brisk: "You can't be empty-handed when asking for help."
Rom was just about to refuse, but for him, Lao Dong's wish was just a matter of effort.
"Rom, don't refuse." Old Dong said seriously: "You have to help me fulfill my wish. You are destined to become a big shot in the future, but before that, you have to leave Xingxing alive."