Volume 10: Ancient Battleship Chapter 530 Thirty-three
"Wait a minute..." At this time, a mercenary wearing a brown tactical vest pulled his companion in front of him and said, "Boss, this guy... seems to have been in the field force."
"Have you been in the field force? How do you know that?" The mercenary called "Boss" turned his head and asked with a frown .
"Look at the helmet hanging on his wall. It's the EOP910 tactical helmet produced by the military in the early years." The mercenary pointed to a helmet covered in putty and hung on the stove, which was used as a storage rack. "The shape of this helmet is very special. I won't make a mistake. It was only equipped to the troops of the Field Corps before it was discontinued."
"Humph, are you scared just by a broken helmet?" The boss snorted disdainfully, "Who knows where he picked up this helmet from in the black market... He hung it in the store to scare people, right? Unfortunately, I don't buy it."
"But..." The mercenary in the brown tactical vest looked fearful and hesitated to speak.
"Don't say buts. Even if he really worked in the field, he was probably just a cook. Otherwise, he wouldn't have come here to open a shabby restaurant. There are six of us and he's only one. Why are you so scared?"
"You guys don't have to come. I can handle this guy by myself." The mercenary who was more than two meters tall grabbed the assault rifle leaning against the table - he grabbed the front handguard, obviously intending to use the gun as a melee weapon.
On the Ark, shooting someone without permission is a felony. Even soldiers who are on a mission to maintain stability cannot shoot without permission from their superiors. But if they just use the butt of a gun to hit someone, it would at most be considered a violation of public security regulations. It was obvious that these mercenaries had fought with others many times and knew these rules very well.
Seeing the increasingly tense atmosphere in the store, Ke Lan couldn't help but feel a headache - could she really be the unlucky jinx? Not to mention the various unexpected situations and emergencies encountered when exploring the ruins, how could she encounter such a thing just by going to the street to eat a meal...
The fried rice hasn't even been put into the pot yet, and the restaurant is about to be smashed...
However, Ke Lan did not intend to just walk away. After all, he was responsible for the incident. He stepped forward, walked to the window, and asked the restaurant owner, "Do you need help? Uh... I mean, I can call the police for you."
"It's okay, I can handle it." The boss first turned around and turned off the air valve of the stove, then put all the knives on the stove back into the knife rack, and even threw the spatula with a sharp edge into the drawer.
Ke Lan thought that he was probably afraid of being hurt by the sharp weapons placed everywhere in the melee - but there were six people on the other side and he was only one. Did he really intend to fight six people with his bare hands?
Could this guy be a strengthened human?
If it is true as the man in the brown vest said, that the restaurant owner was once a soldier in the field force, then there is a high possibility that he is a enhanced human...but the problem is that among these six mercenaries, there are at least two enhanced humans.
One is the sturdy man who is more than two meters tall, and the other is the "boss" they call him.
Although Ke Lan couldn't see the mercenaries' enhancement levels, he could deduce their economic level from the roughly equivalent value of their equipment - at most there were two level one enhanced people, and as for the "boss", there was a slight possibility that he was level two. As for the level three enhancement surgery, it was not something these people could afford.
However, among ordinary soldiers in field forces, enhanced people account for only about 15%, and 90% of these 15% are level one enhanced people.
The proportion of enhanced people in elite troops may be slightly higher, reaching about 30%, but those who can reach level three or even higher are basically middle-level officers, and it is impossible for them to end up like this after retiring.
Of course, Lao Gou and Chi Hanfeng are the exceptions.
Judging from the strength on paper alone, Ke Lan is not optimistic about the restaurant owner.
But for some reason, subconsciously, he had no doubt that the restaurant owner would win.
And it will be easy to win.
Seeing the restaurant owner put the kitchen knife back into the knife holder, the mercenary leader's eyes twitched twice, and a vein on his forehead suddenly bulged: "What do you mean?"
"It's nothing..." The restaurant owner shook his head, "Actually, when you came in, I wanted to remind you that smoking is not allowed in this restaurant."
"Oh? Then I'm going to smoke another cigarette right now, right in front of you. What can you do to me?" said the mercenary leader, pulling out a crumpled paper cigarette box from his pocket and pouring out a cigarette from it.
"I allowed you to smoke before because you are my guests, but now..."
The boss was interrupted by the mercenary leader before he could finish his words: "What's wrong? We are not your guests now? That's right! I am not your guest, I am your subordinate..."
The mercenary boss only uttered the first half syllable of the word "dad" in "your dad". A black light suddenly flashed and none of the mercenaries could see what happened. The two fingers of their boss fell to the ground along with the cigarette sandwiched between them, and the bright red blood seeped into the cigarette paper in an instant.
The mercenary boss was stunned for two full seconds before he reacted, and instantly burst into a shrill scream: "Ah-ah-my finger!!"
Although none of them saw the restaurant owner's actions, Ke Lan captured the scene with "time stop" at the critical moment: the restaurant owner's right hand just lightly touched the apron around his waist, and an extremely thin black blade appeared between his fingers. In the next frame, the black blade had already slipped out of his hand, passed through the mercenary boss's knuckles without any hindrance, and nailed to the opposite wall.
Because the speed was so fast, there was not even a trace of blood on the surface of the black blade - or in other words, until the black blade was nailed into the wall, the mercenary boss's fingers still looked intact.
About half a second later, a very thin red line appeared on his knuckles...
"What are you all standing there for? Come on! Come on! I'm going to chop off all ten of his fingers!" The mercenary leader pinched the base of the severed finger with his other hand and yelled at his companions in angrily. After the other mercenaries got over their initial shock, they all rushed towards the restaurant owner.
Fortunately, the indoor space of the hotel was extremely small, and the giant man who was more than two meters tall occupied most of the aisle by himself, blocking his teammates behind him.
At least, it's still a one-on-one situation for now.
The giant mercenary roared and swung the Ark-01 rifle in his hand horizontally - judging from his movements, it seemed that he wanted to chop down the boss on the head, but the ceiling was too low and he couldn't raise the gun above his head.
"This guy didn't listen to their boss at all..." Ke Lan, who was watching the battle outside the store, whispered to herself.
Even though the mercenary leader had two fingers cut off by the other party, he never intended to kill the restaurant owner from the beginning to the end. In a fight, if someone dies, the nature of the incident is completely different: not only will their mercenary licenses be revoked, but they will also be thrown into prison for a few years... By the time these people are released, their anuses will probably be so dry that they can't hold back shit...
In a fight, you must never kill someone, this is the bottom line, but this giant obviously threw this bottom line to the back of his mind.
The butt of his gun was obviously aimed at the restaurant owner's head. If it hit, it would be fatal!
Even if the restaurant owner is a strengthened man, if he can't avoid it, he will probably end up with his brain bursting.
However, Ke Lan was not worried about the restaurant owner - just from the action of throwing the flying knife just now, it can be seen that this man is a master. If he could be hit by such an attack that only used brute force but no skills at all, it could only mean that he was too lazy to dodge.
Just as the butt of the gun, which had turned into a black shadow, was about to touch the hotel owner's head, the giant suddenly staggered back a few steps, and the rifle in his hand bounced against the wall on one side as if it was equipped with a spring, and pieces of lime fell all over the place.
The mercenaries at the back looked at the retreating giant in confusion… They only heard a sharp sound of air breaking through the strap holes on the butt of the gun at high speed, and then saw their companion stumbling back. If they hadn't reached out to support the giant in time, the giant would have probably fallen to the ground.
"Your gun... is loaded, be careful of accidental discharge." The restaurant owner said indifferently. At this time, the mercenaries realized that the assault rifle in the giant's hand was nailed to the wall!
It was a long, thin piece of black metal with a dangerous sheen on its edges—it had penetrated the assault rifle’s receiver like a piece of wet toilet paper.
The Type 01 assault rifle in the mercenary's hand is a genuine military version produced by a military arsenal. It is the standard equipment of the Ark military. Compared with the "economic version" authorized by military industrial enterprises and the "pirated version" produced by underground workshops, the biggest feature of the "military version" is that a small amount of Nino alloy is added to the raw materials. Although the content is less than one percent, it is a revolutionary improvement in the strength of the gun structure.
To process this kind of material, you must use a 100,000-ton punching machine, but now, it was pierced by a flying knife thrown by a fried rice vendor? !
There was a hint of surprise on the mercenaries' faces. As for the guy in the brown vest, he was already leaning towards the door, ready to run away at any time.
"Go? Why are you all so scared? What a bunch of losers! Go ahead and beat him up!" The mercenary boss, who was sweating profusely from the pain, didn't notice what had just happened at all and was still shouting over there.
The restaurant owner slowly took a step forward, and the group of mercenaries immediately took a step back at the same time.
The giant was so shocked that his muscles trembled violently, and his fierce expression was completely gone.
"Boss, this guy is tough." The man in the brown vest lowered his voice and said to the mercenary leader, "We may not be his opponent..."
"What did you say?!"
"Did you notice how your finger was broken just now?"
This question immediately stumped the mercenary leader, and he then looked at his wound carefully - although blood was still oozing out, he could see that the cross-section of the severed finger was very flat, and there was not even a trace of tearing on the skin at the edge.
At first he thought his finger was broken by a gun with a silencer, but now it seems that this is not the case.
"That guy used a throwing knife." The man in the brown vest swallowed hard, "His throwing knife... just now... pierced the receiver of the Type 01 rifle."
"Type Zero-One? The military version of Type Zero-One?" The mercenary boss felt as if his heart skipped a beat.
The military version of the Type 01 is often used as a melee weapon by mercenaries and even regular troops because of its excellent strength. The gun body with Nino alloy is extremely durable. Even after several high-intensity hand-to-hand combats, the gun body will not be deformed too obviously... Everyone who has used this gun knows this very well.
Someone has also done an experiment and found that even if a 12.7mm heavy machine gun is used to shoot at the receiver of the Type 01 rifle, the first few bullets would not be able to directly penetrate the receiver.
The mercenary boss slowly turned his head and took a look at the gun nailed to the wall.
"Go...go quickly, wait a minute, pick up my finger!"
Without even uttering a harsh word, the mercenaries hurriedly carried their boss out of the restaurant and fled towards the street corner.
As for the restaurant owner, he calmly walked to the wall and pulled out the black blade that was stuck on it.
"You are... thirty-three?" Ke Lan suddenly asked.
"Do you know me?" The restaurant owner turned around and glanced at Ke Lan indifferently.
"A friend of mine told me about you."
"Which friend?"
"His name is Zhuoligetu, he's a relic hunter of Mongolian descent." Ke Lan replied.
"Zhuoligetu..." The restaurant owner repeated the name, "Oh, I remember him. We worked together twice before... Well, he's a good guy."
"By the way, aren't you a relic hunter? Why do you open a restaurant here?" Ke Lan was a little surprised to meet the "Thirty-three" mentioned by Zhuo Ligetu in this place.
"Hunting is just a side job. I only go out for a walk when I'm bored." Sanshisan smiled, picked up a rag , squatted down and wiped the blood off the ground.
Ke Lan felt that this man did not seem to suffer from severe "war post-traumatic stress syndrome" as they had previously expected. His temperament gave Ke Lan a calm feeling. Even when he had just clashed with that group of rogue mercenaries, he held back and did not hurt anyone.
As for the severed fingers, as long as you seek medical treatment in time, they can be reattached at a low cost - what's more, the incision is so flat and smooth, and the surgical conditions are simply the best they can be.
"I have something I want to ask you."
"explain."
"Do you know 'Yaguna Kotor'? Are you interested in visiting it?" Ke Lan took the initiative to extend an olive branch to the other party.
"That ancient battleship of the Alpha civilization? The nineteenth S-class relic?" Thirty-three raised his head and looked at Ke Lan.
The official has not announced the existence of the third civilization, so people have always believed that "Aguna Tor" is an ancient warship built by the Alpha civilization.
"Yes." Ke Lan nodded.
"Aren't the ruins temporarily closed to the public? Only hunters who are invited can participate in the exploration."
