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After Beating the Game, I Became the Villain BOSS

Chapter 529 - 344: Do Not Lose Your Humanity
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Chapter 529: Chapter 344: Do Not Lose Your Humanity

[Eastern Border District]

As time passed, the beasts invading the East District grew more numerous, turning the area into a bloody and brutal battlefield.

The first wave of beasts that charged into the refugee gathering point was repelled by the Wolf Assault Elite who came to the rescue. However, a second wave and then a third wave followed... The beasts surged forward like relentless tides.

In the prolonged and fierce battle, the seasoned Wolf Assault Elite were nearly exhausted. Some unfortunately fell in combat, while others lost their ability to fight and were carried to the rear.

As the elites fell, ordinary members filled their place.

When the ordinary members were insufficient, weapons were distributed to recruit refugee volunteers with combat experience.

Even those with combat experience were not enough, so they recruited young adults, teenagers, and later, even many adult women hurriedly learned to shoot before stepping up.

Despite all this, the force in the East District was still insufficient against the fierce assault of the beasts...

The defense line established by the Wolf Assault behind was located more than 200 meters from the end of the refugee line. From afar, everywhere were wailing wounded, unable to be accommodated in the crowded surrounding buildings. Large numbers lay on the streets, covered with scars.

Some were bitten by the beasts several times, their flesh mangled—a lighter injury. Missing limbs were not uncommon.

As they were all refugees, medical supplies were extremely scarce. Many people underwent surgery by refugee doctors without even having painkillers, the intense screams were terrifying to hear.

Even those warriors who were unharmed were already exhausted. The replaced ones lay crisscrossed in the mud, falling asleep even drenched in rain, until they were awakened by the next group to continue pushing forward.

In the refugee settlement at the rear, the situation was equally dire.

The people, with no way forward and no retreat behind, trembled in the heavy rain. The warfare was too close, not only could they clearly hear the gunfire and beast roars, but they could also feel the ground tremble as the beasts charged.

The elderly sat hunched, mumbling prayers with closed eyes, while young children cried themselves hoarse, screaming to find their parents.

Some children found them, realizing their parents were holding guns, fighting at the defensive line to protect them.

Other children found their parents too...

Amidst the piles of corpses.

The scent of despair spread throughout the entire Eastern Border District, as this relentless battle between man and beast continued fiercely without pause. No one knew when it would end.

"Boom—" Suddenly, a strange noise from the sky caught everyone’s attention.

Another fleet from the Death Scythe Mercenary Corps arrived. Just like the previous ones, nobody knew whether they carried people, equipment furniture, or cages of cats and dogs in the cabin.

The symbol of the Scythe of the Death God on the fuselage, emblematic of the supreme power of the New Moon City Mercenary Realm, felt like a mockery of life.

Upon seeing yet another Scythe Fleet, everyone’s emotions sank back into despair.

Or rather, hope had never been kindled.

But at this moment, someone noticed something unusual, pointing dumbly to a more distant point in the sky: "Why is there another fleet there..."

Only then did everyone realize that behind the Scythe Fleet, in the airspace, another fleet of equal scale was flying along the same route but at a faster speed. They both arrived at the border battlefield almost simultaneously.

Under the amazed gazes of the refugees, something unexpected happened.

"Rumble—" The central section of the newly arrived fleet opened the doors of various light and heavy transport planes, and one after another, fully armed warriors began descending with force, fiercely jumping into the forefront of the battle.

Simultaneously, a large quantity of armored units was air-dropped. Most were agile, foldable intelligent turrets, or fully automated mobile artillery.

They landed at high points and, under the control of intelligent chips, directed their barrels to deliver storm-like strikes towards the gathered beast groups.

Among them were several modified Titan Mechas, these war-born steel machines were carried by heavy transport aircraft over the battlefield, released to drop at the densest beast positions, their majestic impact force carving out a cleared area.

Immediately, they unleashed their heavy weapons systems, scattering countless powerful energy bullets towards the beasts. Everywhere one looked were pillars of fire, mercilessly tearing through the beasts’ flesh.

The Wolf Assault members and refugees, who had been struggling bitterly in battle, never expected that in this moment of despair, they would suddenly witness a hope that had seemed nonexistent.

As the Wolf Assault member responsible for frontline command stood dazed, a warrior parachuted to his side, reached out to him, and said: "Long awaited, we have arrived."

The Wolf Assault member looked dazedly and saw the opponent’s eye-catching Red Umbrella Badge on their chest.

...

"Eastern Border District’s firefight front line, high beast density, coordinates X251, Y782 and 381 other locations, deploy conventional mixed troops!"

"Boom—"

The broadcast in the cabin announced orders from the central control platform. Outside, the allied airboat opened its doors, and a dense crowd of personnel began descending, scattering across the battlefield like raindrops.

The conventional mixed troops consisted of ordinary mercenaries and low-tier Extraordinary Beings. Although their individual strength wasn’t particularly mighty, they were the most numerous and formed the backbone of the battlefield.

These mercenaries would be responsible for protecting the defensive line, capturing advantageous positions, maintaining the stability of the entire front, and ensuring the safety of the refugees behind.

Inside the cabin, the fully armed Shangguan Li stood at the bow, faced by equally well-equipped warriors.

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