Sky-cracking Rider

Upon realizing that the tear gas and smoke grenades were ineffective, Chen Fei understood that the opponent was different from the desperate adventurers. To handle even such a situation, their equipment must be exceedingly complete.

Especially after confirming that the opponent indeed wore single soldier tactical armor, it was evident that the young lord's militia from the rich family was behind this.

Single soldier tactical armor has always been a standard-issue equipment for a sovereign state, something smaller sovereignties can't afford unless their coffers are thick enough.

This stuff is expensive!

The initial basic configuration isn't cheap, the additional modular functional plugins and maintenance costs are also high, and there's even a superior performance upgraded version. Back then, Chen Fei was dirt poor, shamelessly leeched off the Henghai Tactical Weapons Group, but the benefits were immediate.

Any private military contractor able to obtain such sovereign-level active equipment would have an easier time when Boss Hanna negotiated outside, really boosting their reputation.

Why would the wealthy familial militia with the means to get single soldier tactical armor seek confrontation with the active military of a sovereign state, instead of flaunting before Chen Xiao'er?

It's damn idiotic, utterly disregarding human life.

They can't be killed, nor can they be chased away.

If Chen Fei wanted to continue receiving support or protection from the Blue Star Global United Defense Committee, he had no choice but to retract his sharp claws obediently.

Otherwise, wouldn't an Element Annihilation Bomb be nice? One isn't enough? Then fire two!

The backdoor on the Element Annihilation Bomb activated by the Command Center, with additional passwords as a precaution, isn't against gentlemen but against petty men. Otherwise, what use are those passwords? They'd be easily brute-forced in minutes. As long as Chen Fei follows the rules, there's no difference between a four-digit password and a 2^10-digit password.

"'Adam,' withdraw all combat mechs, modify the combat mode, switch the railgun combat rifle to rubber back armor bullets, using tower shields and staffs as the main battle method."

Chen Fei looked to Miyoshi Xuesen and directly asked, "Miyoshi, do you have any intel?"

Intel that's difficult for oneself isn't a problem for a monk.

The combat mechs that entered the smoke and tear gas-shrouded area all withdrew and changed equipment. Rubber back armor bullets, controlled for initial speed, still hurt when hitting non-critical areas. If the critical areas were directly hit, Lord Yama wouldn't show mercy; the dead would still die.

In addition to deliberately weakened railgun combat rifles, the combat mechs held tower shields in one hand and over a meter-long stainless steel rods in the other. Even with the Newtonian fluid armor layers protected by single soldier tactical armor, getting hit with a two-finger-thick rod would've been quite painful.

"Several large conglomerate heirs, not the ones with leading inheritance rights, stitched together an armed force using their family's influence, about a regiment's worth. This time, they're betting on who can first breach your airship."

Miyoshi Xuesen had anticipated Chen Fei's query and had gathered relevant intel in advance.

"Which families?"

Chen Fei didn't want to be bullied without knowing who was behind it.

"You better not know; you can't afford to offend them."

Miyoshi Xuesen kept his lips sealed, sincerely for Chen Fei's good. Picking a fight with those conglomerates for a moment of anger would really be a death sentence.

Major conglomerates don't need to act personally to squash a small fry; many would compete for such a task.

"Give me names, I'll have Mr. Randon cause them trouble."

Chen Xiao'er didn't buy it, resolutely demanding candidness from the monk, while glancing at the nearby S-Class Space Ability User.

Are conglomerates so impressive?

He also had backing; the mighty Louis Landon was also a conglomerate, and a top-tier one at that.

Mess with the young, anger the old; it's just how things work. In the Jianghu, who fears whom?

Receiving Chen Fei's gaze, Heseman Brown looked mischievously at Miyoshi Xuesen, a sly smile gradually forming on his face.

Every S-Class supernatural appearing beside Chen Fei seemed to have a poor impression of the monk and wouldn't hesitate to discipline.

In ancient times, a military supervisor wasn't usually something honorable.

What could the monk do about it? He found it difficult as well.

Under the threat of S-Class supernaturals, he reluctantly revealed a few names.

"Got it!"

Chen Fei immediately conveyed it to the boss.

Don't underestimate Miyoshi Xuesen's knack for trouble, but when it comes to guarding against hidden schemes, this expert cannot be dispensed with. Otherwise, it's unclear which young lords would come to trick him, making taking silent losses too unjust.

The reconnaissance drone swarm not only marked enemy targets within the smoke-masked area but also added real-time information, introducing the states of captivity and deceased.

Even though Chen Fei's side intended to go easy and not kill mercilessly, the battlefield remained a battlefield. Bullets have no eyes; accidents and tomorrow, no one knows which will come first.

If those young masters are unlucky enough to lose their lives here, it's an unfortunate but inevitable outcome.

Any captured enemy targets would have their tactical armor peeled off unceremoniously by the combat droids, followed by a couple of heartfelt shots of tear gas, then made to take a few steps... they would kneel on the spot, so all were dragged back one by one by the droids.

No matter how heroic, no one can withstand the intense physiological reaction of tear gas, with tears and snot like a flash flood, the exposed skin surface also irritated to pain and itch. The experience, except for not leading to death, is worse than death.

The command center only requested to capture alive if possible, without specifying the quality of those alive.

Being able to keep them breathing was already Chen Fei showing great mercy; otherwise, what more do they want? To be worshipped like ancestors? Dream on!

675 captives were taken, among them, 113 lightly injured, 49 severely injured, with the rest unharmed. Besides that, almost the majority were killed in the first wave of attack, when shield-bearers with batons rushed into the smoke-filled battlefield, and one unlucky guy was flung like a baseball not touching the ground — whack to the east, whack to the south, whack, flying on... that's the benefit of wearing single-soldier tactical armor.

So most captives wisely disarmed and surrendered; no one wanted to become a human baseball. Originally, they wanted to rise to prominence with this raid, but this kind of human baseball fame is not worth it.

All seven ground-effect vehicles were shot down, and more than thirty all-terrain vehicles landed at low altitude were half blown up, with several military supplies seized.

No wonder they are scions of major conglomerates, obtaining sensitive supplies that ordinary people would have to clean their bottoms and prepare to sit in jail for even touching, so effortlessly.

If not for being able to wage economic war, Chen Fei would have stayed far away, not arguing with these Star Yuan players.

Losses on Chen Fei's side were relatively smaller but still numerous, with several ammunitions consumed, equivalent to 57 Energy Points, a tactical jet lost, a Superstar Crystal energy core recovered, scraps needing repair taking up 70% of the necessary complete components, and 457 combat droids lost, invested money gone, with the assault driven by death-defying mercenaries hoping for money, including ability users, supernatural powers, magic, Battle Qi, all mingled in. The allure of Star Yuan is indeed boundless, losses of the droids are inevitable as they can't use full-power railgun combat rifles or more powerful weapons.

Unfortunately, the parasitic species do not care about the Star Yuan currency from Blue Star and Cangqiong Star's two civilizations, so they cannot be bought or bribed, or perhaps the dangers of civilization clashes might unexpectedly turn.

"Battle finished!"

Watching the last captive being escorted into the giant battleship, Chen Fei finally let out a long sigh of relief.

This wretched battle was extremely displeasing.

"Do you really have to go this far?"

S-Class Superpower User Heseman Brown pointed at a scene depicted by a three-dimensional holographic projection, where combat droids were methodically "processing" the captives.

Treating them indiscriminately from head to toe without leaving anything, not even underwear was spared. Even the injured were not exempt, then each one was locked into a modular solitary confinement pod, the surface engraved with a magic array to interfere with elemental energy and spiritual power fluctuations.

Chen Fei and Miyoshi Xuesen exchanged glances, smiling maliciously in mutual understanding, their sinister laughter almost identical in weird meaning.

The solitary confinement pod is like an iron maiden, wrapping the person's body completely inside, only the head exposed, and they can speak. Although the hands and torso can move, they cannot fully exert their strength; personal waste has collecting devices, making it equivalent to semi-sitting on a toilet, able to even auto-clean or bathe, but personal freedom is out of the question, unable to even move an inch, while the pod itself can move autonomously.

Then captive kept in separate rooms, with AI assistance for using multimedia facilities and external communication, personal freedom is restricted, but relative freedom remains.

The solitary confinement pod tactic came from Miyoshi Xuesen, aptly given the scheming and sinister monk; on the surface, it maintained the captives' dignity but gave them no opportunity for mischief or escape, even self-harm was impossible, leaving them simply imprisoned.

Since they are captives, they shouldn't think about anything unnecessary.

All the remnants and materials collected from the battlefield, along with the items scavenged from captives, become spoils of war. Despite these young masters' lavish antics, all expenditures must be paid by them.

Not to mention Chen Xiao'er, even the Blue Star Global United Defense Committee would seize this opportunity to squeeze the wealthy, money and status have their sway without fault, but doesn't sovereignty have dignity? Add charges!!

"Hey? This... seems to be a Storage Magical Artifact!"

Unable to converse with these two sinister fellows, Heseman Brown could only focus on another scene.

He found an unusual item in the list compiled and arranged by AI "Adam."

AI often cannot recognize alchemical storage artifacts, but someone with relevant experience can somewhat judge by merely looking.

"Storage Magical Artifact?"

Chen Fei and Miyoshi Monk looked over at him in unison.

Even the smallest capacity Storage Magical Artifact is not something an ordinary person can own; the ownership of most alchemical artifacts of this type on Blue Star belongs to sovereignty, including a bracelet-type spatial alchemical storage magical artifact Chen Fei gave to Shen Fei, only its usage right was transferred, while ownership remained with its original sovereignty.

Choosing the item photo, enlarging it, and distinguishing it from multiple angles, Mr. Brown turned back and nodded forcefully at the two of them.

"Correct, it has a special encoding, its capacity should not be less than 500 cubic meters!"