Chapter 269 (1/2)
In Three Evil Bones, the 3 level 8s each had their own army for their respective territories.
Lower level mutants who get caught in dominion once become less and less tolerant after. They are being domesticated. This is true for mutants living in groups as well. Whether it is the former or latter, it is because they have become used to accepting someone.
Those that find exercise of dominion difficult act freely because they are either extremely proud because they are the heads of their own groups or they are strong enough to be the heads.
It can be hard to manage if they are gathered with a strong captain at the center and there are hostile forces, but even this is decided through the captain’s capacity.
It must have been possible for Evil Queen to pull together such forces within a week because she had been prepared to handle all of these abilities.
She has inherited Bon Load and their three sons’ troops.
“Evil Queen…”
Cha Jun Sung’s voice grows lower.
Behind the army, Evil Queen – similar in size to Blood Lord or Hell Mammoth – is looking toward them.
Mutants are stuck to her countless tentacles and thorns. They can figure out what it means without asking.
Nutrient supplements.
“If we can’t avoid this fight, I guess a preemptive attack is the only answer.”
Strategist’s eyes change.
All of the Lifers near him tense up. As soon as he speaks, they risk their lives and go into war.
[Let’s go.]
“Attack!”
Lifers activated their boosters and initiate aerial shooting.
Then the cyborgs holding machine guns and cannons simultaneously pulled their triggers.
Wiing!
There is a strong and sandy wind blowing inside headquarters.
300 sentinels take off and Lifers soar away in accordance with their respective roles.
The mutants were fooled by the preemptive attack and react late.
Flying mutants go at the sentinels and ground mutants flood headquarters.
This might be just a tantrum to Evil Queen, but mission completion and survival is on the line for Lifers.
This is an important mission for the supervisors as well.
This could be Life Mission’s final chapter.
***
Ahh!
Square wall. A slope. Mutants gather to that slope.
On one side, 10,000 Lifers stand in a line and fire machine guns.
Cyborgs did their part as well. Bullets pulled out of space compression bags form mountains of cartridge cases on the ground.
The resistance is excellent.
Mutants can’t get close.
They were shredded like paper when they got hit with bullets the size of a middle finger. They are few compared to mutants, but these almost 100,000 Lifers are the elite of World Federation who have experienced all types of hardships.
Their close range attacks are incredible as they are armed with weapons created from megascience.
Unless the attacks stop, it is impossible for the mutants to get through the outer wall.
It’s because they are not just using machine guns and cannons.
“Go!”
Boom boom boom!
Direct fire and high-angle fire guns complement where there is lacking.
Destination?
There’s no need to hit the target exactly. There is such a mass of mutants that they would hit one if they shoot in the general area. The basic concept isn’t very different from that of 21st century contemporary weapons.
But the shape and power are incomparable. The users are Lifers who have become superhumans through body modifications and battlesuits. Since they can hold several tons in weight, the firearms and size inevitably grow.
When they used reinforced white phosphorus shells and cluster shots, hundreds of meters into the distance was reduced to chaos. They couldn’t fire like magazines because reloading times were too long, but they were continuous because they fired dozens of them sequentially.
As these types of attacks continued, the mutants created distance between themselves.
Higher level mutants survived explosions, but the level 3 and 4s were annihilated. They have intellect, so they got a grasp of the situation after experiencing it.
“There’ll be no end like this. Should we try collapsing the battle line?”
Evil Queen orders the level 7s near her.
She orders them not to scatter but to choose one side and to push through.
If they use the lower levels as living shields and hundreds of level 7s concentrate their attack on one side, they will be able to knock down that side.
That is plenty.
If it starts to collapse, mutants will go in like hail. If that happens, they will get into a melee.
The mutants, Evil Queen’s side has the advantage in a war of attrition. Evil Queen doesn’t care how many mutants die, or even if they are all massacred.
Lifers could evacuate into the sky, but she has that much calculated in her mind.
If it doesn’t work, she intends to get involved herself.
Kyak!
Hundreds of level 7s run in at the same time. They are so fast it is hard to distinguish them from each other. They don’t get hit by the firearms and even if they do get it, they withstand it like the level 7s they are.
“Eek!”
“Block them! If they get through one side, the whole thing is going down!”
It makes sense.
The side and back are open. They can’t just stay in position.
There is aerial shooting, but they are above headquarters.
If the space for them to land in disappears, the entire area is overrun with enemies.
The only place in the vast Amazon for Lifers to rest is headquarters. If it collapses, it means they are getting pushed back.
[Left side, add in the master group.]