Chapter 32: Precision Power Armor

Based on the information currently at hand, every Imperial Control Zone has already fallen into turmoil.

Not only the Outer Nest City, but even Heberia has seen widespread civilian riots.

Lord Kaerjia has urgently returned from the fleet; not only have the Star Realm Army and the Planetary Defense Force been fully mobilized, but even Astat has dispatched many troops to suppress the unrest.

By the way, the Nobility, in some Nest Cities that were still barely controllable, have gathered all supplies and hidden inside fortresses they built for themselves.

Ana, holding the Mechanical Church's internal communication device, kept speaking, while her footsteps stayed close behind Xisi, fearing to fall behind.

"The Nobility have hidden; what about the civilians outside?"

Bunoke frowned and asked from beside, while Xisi, walking ahead, gave no reply, and Ana raised the information board:

"Based on current data, the number of civilians defecting to the Chicken Thieves is growing by hundreds of millions."

Bunoke's brows instantly stiffened, his eyes looking at Ana in disbelief.

His mouth twitched several times, the corner of his lips betraying a suppressed outburst of anger even though Xisi stood right before him!

"It's here."

Only when Xisi abruptly halted and spoke did Bunoke lower his head slightly, his mouth moving rapidly in silent muttering.

"Lord Daiweiluo, are these Explosives sufficient?"

Xisi did not join the conversation behind him with Bunoke and Ana; he simply tossed a massive backpack behind him in front of Daiweiluo.

Since a swath of Chicken Thieves lay at Xisi's feet, and this was the last human outpost outside the safe zone, Daiweiluo was temporarily left here to bolster defenses while preparing to infiltrate the Nest City again for intelligence.

Only during a mission lull did Daiweiluo first receive Xisi's request.

Looking at the pile of Thermal Melt Bombs before him, Daiweiluo nodded casually; after all, he trusted Xisi but did not trust the civilians.

If the Nobility hadn't even taken Xisi's water, Daiweiluo wouldn't have bothered at all.

"Prepare yourselves; the breach will be swift."

Daiweiluo reminded them, then immediately grabbed a large number of Thermal Melt Bombs and turned toward the fortress gate atop the Tower.

Behind him, Xisi, hearing this, drew an Explosive Combined Gun, but after a thought put it back, turned and hoisted an Automatic Machine Cannon used as a heavy weapon emplacement.

Seeing Xisi actually shoulder an Automatic Machine Cannon, Bunoke, whose face flushed from holding the Explosive Combined Gun, was momentarily stunned.

Huh?

"Although I know you, sir, can certainly carry a big piece, might this one be a bit too large?"

Bunoke was speechless, and Daiweiluo, busy installing Thermal Melt Bombs ahead, also glanced back and was startled.

After all, he was standing right before the gate, and Xisi's Automatic Machine Cannon was aimed almost face-to-face at him.

And recalling the way Xisi had been slashing people along the way, Daiweiluo felt a revulsion toward this Automatic Machine Cannon.

After all, the gap between a regular mortal's cannon and Xisi's cannon was excessively large.

He hurriedly threw himself into installing Thermal Melt Bombs, and after using up five large packs of bombs, Daiweiluo quickly stepped aside and grabbed the Detonator.

Turning his head toward the crowd, Daiweiluo ignored all other mortals, his gaze fixed solely on Xisi.

After a brief request, Xisi did not nod; instead he hoisted the cannon, and with a "clang" he pulled the breech!

This scene made Daiweiluo squint slightly, then turn to the gate, a hint of sympathy suddenly appearing in his eyes.

Of course, the sympathy was not for the gate, but for the Nobility behind it who would soon face Xisi directly.

He pressed the button, and the Thermal Melt Bomb exploded violently at the gate's critical joint.

As the explosion rose from below, when the last bomb sprayed pale blue melt, the once-impenetrable fortress gate of the Nobility fell back neatly.

In the final gap of the gate's total collapse, a sudden chorus of terrified shouts came from behind.

As the gate, without resistance, flattened all the Nobility's private soldiers behind it, the densely packed survivors behind saw Xisi standing at the doorway, cannon aimed at the crowd.

"Tell the Starch Factory personnel to prepare; today there will be a batch of premium raw material."

The cannon roared, and behind the gate the Nobility's private soldiers were turned into blood mud before they could react.

Although not all private soldiers were behind the gate, the remaining survivors, seeing the carnage, dropped their weapons and fled in all directions.

Only a group of Second Floor Commanders remained, the faintly blue-tinged Nobility staring at the gate in terror.

And when Xisi entered, bearing the Automatic Machine Cannon, its barrel wide enough to fit his head, the Nobility's faces, after extreme terror, gradually calmed:

"I think..."

"There's no need for that..."

When Xisi stepped out of the Nobility's fortress again, Bunoke led men to continuously locate private soldiers and execute them on the spot.

Ana then led the heavily guarded Water Cart, continuously transporting it to Xisi's heavily defended Command Center.

Daiweiluo stood at the doorway, and beside him was a messenger from Heberia.

Watching the messenger, Xisi slightly composed himself, and as the other's eyes widened in disbelief, he tossed the Automatic Machine Cannon aside; it hit the ground with a massive, dull thud.

"What is it?"

When Xisi approached, the messenger suddenly snapped awake and hurriedly stood straight, saluting Xisi.

Handing over a list, the messenger said:

"These are supplies personally ordered by Lord Kaerjia."

Kaerjia, personally?

Xisi was stunned; after all, in this chaotic situation, how could Kaerjia possibly have spare time to think of him? And even personally order a batch of supplies?

Xisi glanced at the messenger with suspicion, confirming nothing was amiss, before tentatively picking up the list and glancing through it.

But as soon as his eyes landed on it, Xisi's previously hesitant gaze fixed instantly.

Because the list contained not ordinary ammunition or food, but a full two thousand Jump Backpacks.

"Why send me so many Jump Backpacks?"

Although this was also a grand gesture, Xisi felt a twelve‑million‑fold wariness deep inside.

The messenger gave no hesitation, and immediately produced another report.

Respectfully handing it to Xisi, the messenger officer spoke:

"Lord Kaerjia has devised a plan; the Command Center will launch a large‑scale proactive offensive to attract the attention of the Green Skin and the Chicken Thieves."

"And you, my lord, must organize troops and retake the Pure Water Station!"

Xisi froze in place, glanced at the list before him, then looked at the Space Elevator rising straight into space, a thousand kilometers high in the distance; after a long while, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

The messenger officer seemed to also know the task was difficult; he dared not delay before the flesh‑bound, anti‑aircraft‑cannon Xisi, so he turned and pointed to a Yunxuji on the nearby landing pad.

Xisi, suppressing the speechlessness in his heart, followed the gaze; the cargo door opened, and four elite Nobility mercenaries carried out a one‑person‑tall Ornate Cabinet.

All the ordinary people around, even Daiweiluo, cast envious glances at the cabinet.

After all, although Daiweiluo also has Power Armor, compared with Refined Power Armor, his set still looks somewhat inferior.

The messenger officer, almost after delivering a near‑suicidal order to Xisi, immediately had the cabinet opened without delay.

When sunlight streamed in, behind the cabinet doors the Refined Power Armor that covered the whole body and glimmered with a faint silver light was silently waiting for Xisi.

Finally, facing Kaerjia's command, his sinking mood lifted a bit.

After all, even setting aside the armor's dashing looks, just the thought that this armor is about to receive Hundredfold Amplification made Xisi feel that, even in such a screwed‑up situation, the sunlight seemed a little brighter!