"This is too easy. We were worried for a while, thinking it was some kind of high-tech cloaking, but it turned out to be some idiotic cesspool of people like puppets on strings."
After the first mercenary was knocked down by those black-robed men, the only two remaining mercenaries were disorganized and got up violently, not knowing whether they should continue to attack Renault or finish off all these black-robed men who shot them in the dark.
However, those guys in black robes did not care whether the people in front of their guns were their own or not. In their eyes, there was only Renault. The two mercenaries in their shooting range were just obstacles like any other dead things.
Super-Shorty looked at those two mercenaries who, after knocking down five black-robed men, also fell under the muzzle of those guys. She immediately turned towards M500 with a strange expression.
"Hmmmm, those guys look a lot better than those mercenaries from before."
M500 also echoed in agreement. If the enemies in the middle of the tomb tunnel were these guys in black robes, they probably wouldn't even have a scratch on their bodies.
Those mercenaries weren't like these black-robed people; they didn't react to the various moves of the enemy. Whether those mercenaries were covering each other's shots or throwing explosives, if not for HK416's quick reaction, they would definitely have suffered a big loss.
HK416 watched Renault lightly circle around from one side, raise his hand, and knock out the remaining seven black-robed people.
She couldn't help but sigh. Although she could probably do the same in his place, it wouldn't be as effortless as Renault made it look.
That white shirt he wore—he got out in it, but it came back in the same condition. Besides the smell of smoke, there were no scratches or scuff marks from bullets.
Now, if she wanted to do the same thing as Renault, she would have to use all the energy in her own body. Even if she achieved the same results, her remaining energy would be less than forty percent.
Right now in this place, there wasn't even a charger or radio. If she exhausted her energy, she would have no choice but to shut down.
"Really... Commander, when are we going to switch to the engine that AR-15 used?"
As long as she had that thing, the energy problem wouldn't be a bother to her. She wouldn't even have a problem chasing the ship all the way from here!
"Soon, a few more days, I think. Everything is complete. If you're in a hurry, it's fine if your the one who changes yours first when you get back."
Patting the dust off his body and casually tossing the emptied weapon to the side, Renault took the coat from Super-Shorty while saying this.
"Well, let's put the engine issue aside for now. Commander, didn't several mercenaries run away just now? Don't we need to go after them?" M500 looked at the direction the mercenaries fled and asked Renault with some hesitation.
Upon hearing this, Renault raised his hand and knocked on her head. "What are you thinking about? We came here to find the client. No one is blocking the way, so there's no need to chase them."
Besides, those black-robed people just now weren't all the people of the stronghold. The other units that looked like dead or living people were far more than the thirty that showed up.
Regardless of whether those things had been activated or not, Renault didn't want to linger here.
Otherwise, this mission would change from a simple commission of transporting a client to clearing out a local stronghold. This is not the same as a simple commission like picking up and dropping off a client—they had to pay more money.
"We can keep going now, right?"
Glancing at Renault's return, and at the same time hearing no more gunfire outside, Tania instantly asked, "Can we leave now? I've had enough of this place—whether it's the people or the conditions here, I just want to get out as soon as possible!"
"Of course, Ms. Tania. Just lie patiently on the stretcher and don't worry about anything else." HK416 and M500 re-lifted the 'stretcher' and followed Renault out of the cemetery.
The cemetery was on the outskirts of the town, closer to the hill where Simonov and the girls stayed. There were no unnecessary problems on the way out. The continuous gunfire from the cemetery had already scared the townspeople.
As for those who drove the town's Paradeus believers to come out to block the path earlier? The person in charge of Paradeus over here should not have the guts now. Compared to the cemetery's continuous gunfire, the movement in the valley was much bigger...
They even heard the sound of artillery, machine guns, and tank guns...
The mercenaries who stayed around the orphanage, responsible for keeping an eye on the children, had completely turned into dust or debris along with the buildings.
The weapons they had were just ordinary.
Anti-material weapons? This was just a small stronghold of Paradeus; no one would attack it. Neither the Sangvis nor the military would bother with such a closed town with no value.
After seeing Renault and HK416's combat power, they might have felt a slight possibility of victory. But after seeing the flying machine land, revealing its machine guns and tank guns, they felt it better to stay hidden. These killers weren't supposed to be coming for them!
The matter of capturing that rich woman, Tania, was originally a mercenary action. It had nothing to do with Paradeus, not even half of it!
"Yo! Renault! You guys are finally back! We've been waiting here for half a day!"
Upon seeing Renault leading a few dolls and carrying a human who didn't look in the best condition, Executioner immediately waved and called out.
"Well, let's get Simonov ready for takeoff. There's not much else."
All the children had already been sent to the ship, the numbers were fine, and nothing had been left behind. After that, it would be fine as long as the client was sent to the agreed place.
"Oh ooh, this guy is the client? She's beaten up really badly, huh? Why?"
While helping HK416 carry Tania into the cabin, Executioner asked curiously.
"That group of mercenaries wanted to get their hands on the client's relative's inheritance or something."
Lowering Tania who was on the door panel flat on the cabin floor and while fastening the safety catch, HK416 shrugged.
"Gee, that's pretty tragic." UMP45 also tugged at the corner of her mouth.
These injuries on the client's body made one's teeth hurt just looking at them.