250: Chapter 250 Adam tries to mediate? Lin Yuan: Let Wancheng stretch his neck first.

On the balcony.

The cigarette lit for Fat Dragon was still half-finished.

Snow fell beside the cigarette butt, searing a small black mark from the embers.

Liu Qing's voice sounded over the comms.

"Master, Adam's broadcast request has appeared on the global public channel again."

Su Xiaonuan stood behind Lin Yuan, her tablet already open.

"Boss Lin, should we accept?"

Lin Yuan crushed the cigarette in his hand.

"Accept."

The main screen lit up.

Adam's voice spread across the Jiang-Zhe-Hu Region theater.

"Lin Yuan."

"The Wan City issue can be discussed."

"Humanity should not engage in senseless attrition."

At the Hongqiao Command Center in Shanghai, Zhao Dingshan stopped his troop inspection.

In the Zhe City convoy, Feng Sanhai looked up at the screen.

Inside Tiangong No. 1, no one spoke.

Lin Yuan finally spoke.

"Did you try to mediate when Wan City attacked Jiang City?"

The channel went silent for two seconds.

Adam's voice remained steady.

"The situation is different now. Before the twelfth Red Moon, humanity must preserve its viable forces."

Lin Yuan interrupted him.

"Then tell the Wancheng Alliance to stick their necks out for me to kill them right now."

"Don't resist."

"Once I hit their signal tower, I'll stop."

In the various theaters' comms, breathing became shallow.

Lieutenant Colonel Liu Zheng cursed under his breath.

"Ruthless."

Lin Yuan looked at the screen.

"Your 'greater good' always requires others to die first."

"Save this rhetoric for those willing to listen on their knees."

Liu Qing cut the channel.

The next morning.

The old highway entrance on the west side of Jiang City.

Wrecked cars were stacked into a three-story wall.

Steel rebar obstacles lay across the road.

A fuel trench had been dug in the very front, the black oil frozen into a thick film.

Behind the wall of wrecked cars, a row of survivors held wooden signs.

[Stop the Civil War]

[Humans Should Not Kill Each Other]

[Lin Yuan, Don't Be a Sinner]

A Wan City broadcast vehicle played Adam's voice on a loop.

"Humanity's remaining forces should unite."

"Infighting will only accelerate our extinction."

The vanguard of the Zombie Horde stopped.

The regular convoy was also blocked by the array of wrecked cars.

A few newly recruited soldiers gripped their guns, their gazes flickering over those holding the signs.

They weren't afraid to kill enemies, but there were living people in front of their gun muzzles.

Captain Han Xue stood on the roof of a vehicle, her binoculars fixed.

"Zoom in on the third row on the left."

Liu Qing synchronized the image.

Below the ankles of the sign-holders, iron chains were locked to the chassis of the wrecked cars.

Gunmen were crouching inside the vehicles behind them.

Further away, a few earth-element Espers stood beside a collapsed factory building.

Captain Han Xue's voice turned cold.

"They are using people as human shields."

Adam's old recording was still playing.

"Please maintain restraint."

Jiang Xiaowan was watching the live stream on Tiangong No. 1.

"Restraint your ass, they didn't even change the ad copy."

Lin Yuan sat inside the command vehicle.

"Record it."

"Prioritize eliminating the Wan City gunmen."

"If the human shields can survive, let them survive."

He paused.

"If they block the way, crush them together."

Captain Han Xue immediately led a squad of regular soldiers to press in from the flank.

"Cut the chains, drag the people away first!"

Just as they got within thirty meters, the ground suddenly rose up.

Boom!

A mud wall sprang up, separating the rescue team from the Zombie Horde.

Someone on the Wan City front line laughed loudly.

On top of the wall of wrecked cars, a flag-bearer raised the Alliance flag.

An wind-element Esper nearby used amplification.

"See that!"

"Lin Yuan doesn't dare to make a move!"

"He only dares to hide behind women!"

The flag whipped around in the snow.

The faces of the frontline soldiers changed.

Qin Yumo gripped her dual blades.

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen stepped out first.

She was still wrapped in bandages.

A short blade hung in her palm.

Qin Yumo didn't snatch it.

"Don't die."

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen stepped onto the top of a wrecked car.

"I haven't paid my debt yet."

Gunshots exploded.

Bullets hit the car shell, fragments grazing her shoulder.

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen didn't retreat.

She passed through the gaps in the wrecked cars, exerting force under her feet, and leaped onto the second layer of the car wall.

A C-rank Esper rushed out, wind blades in his palms swirling toward her neck.

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen turned sideways, her short blade cutting in along the gap in the wind blades.

She pressed her wrist.

The blade crossed his throat.

When she landed, the flag-bearer had already turned to run.

The edge of the mud wall rose again, trying to knock her off.

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen stepped on the protrusion of the mud wall, shattering it.

She slashed horizontally with the short blade.

Click.

The flagpole snapped.

The flag-bearer's arm holding the flag fell with it.

The Alliance flag fell into the oily mud.

The front line went quiet for half a second.

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen shook the blood off her blade.

"Count this kill to Fat Dragon."

In the Tiangong No. 1 channel, Zhao Ya's nose felt sore.

"Did you hear that, you fat pig? She farmed a kill for you."

The Wan City front line was in chaos for a moment.

The next second, they stopped pretending.

Behind the collapsed factory, three earth cannons fired simultaneously.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The shells landed between the Zombie Horde and the convoy.

The fuel trench was ignited.

The wall of fire surged in reverse, cutting off the advance route.

A few zombies were blown to pieces.

A troop transport flipped over, and soldiers rolled into the snow ditch.

Liu Qing quickly marked the points.

"The artillery position is behind the factory."

"Conventional gunfire can't reach it."

Lin Motong held her teddy bear, her voice dropping.

"Daddy, they've been blown to pieces."

Lin Yuan watched the line of fire.

"Switch to the new one."

Behind the Zombie Horde, more zombies raised their heads.

At the same time, heavy footsteps came from the convoy.

Tank walked to the front line wearing titan no. 1.

The armored skeleton was exposed.

The wiring was wrapped in a temporary insulation layer.

A half-cat-ear helmet was welded on very crookedly.

Tang Qiqi connected remotely, her voice exploding in the channel.

"Tank, you listen to me!"

"Don't you dare knock my son apart!"

"I want data! Do you understand data!"

Tank grinned.

"Princess Qiqi, I will try not to die."

"If you dare die, I'll mix your ashes into the thermal paste!"

Tank charged into the fuel trench.

Flames licked the armor.

The crystal core power slot flashed at high frequency.

The first round of artillery fire fell.

He lifted a piece of wreckage from a wrecked car to block in front of him.

Boom!

The wreckage dented.

The hydraulic rod on the knee of titan no. 1 sprayed white gas.

The second round of shells smashed down.

Tank's shoulder armor cracked, but he didn't fall.

He pushed against the wreckage, forcefully smashing a gap through the wall of fire.

The soldiers behind watched with wide eyes.

Zhao Dingshan said in a deep voice at the Hongqiao defense line: "This kind of individual assault armor already has tactical value."

Lieutenant Colonel Liu Zheng added, "If an ordinary person wears it, they can at least withstand a C-rank Esper."

The Wan City artillery position discovered that the titan wasn't broken, and the muzzles concentrated immediately.

Alarms flashed across Tang Qiqi's screen.

[Hydraulic module overheating]

[Neural synchronization delay]

[crystal core slot pressure approaching limit]

Tang Qiqi's hands paused for a moment.

The next second, she bit the straw, forcibly rewriting the diversion program.

"Transfer shield energy to leg assistance temporarily."

Liu Qing warned: "High risk."

"I know!"

"But he needs legs right now!"

A prompt sounded in Tank's ear.

[Assistance overloaded.]

He let out a low roar, charging up the collapsed factory while facing the artillery fire.

The armored foot crushed the concrete slab.

He smashed down with one punch.

The artillery position bracket snapped.

The three earth cannons' barrels back-pressured.

Boom!

The explosion ripped open half of the factory.

Iron Arm King rushed up wearing shadow protector no. 2, holding a shield to block the flying shrapnel.

The Wan City perimeter positions collapsed.

Grandmaster Ling Suzhen took the opportunity to kill into the group of remaining soldiers.

She didn't use time-stop again.

Short blades, elbow strikes, knee strikes.

Esper after Esper fell beside the wrecked cars.

Apart from the blood in the bandages, no one could associate her with the words "not yet recovered from serious injury."

Qin Yumo followed on the flank, only killing those attempting to self-destruct.

Captain Han Xue held down a dying commander with one hand.

She pointed her gun at his forehead.

The man's mouth was full of blood, but he was laughing.

"Even if you win here, it's useless..."

"The Pope's Holy Sound has already begun to cover the broadcast tower..."

"Everyone will hear it..."

The old highway entrance was taken.

The Zombie Horde regrouped.

The convoy passed through the gap in the wrecked cars.

titan no. 1 was hoisted back to the temporary maintenance vehicle.

The outer shell was cracked.

The core overload traces were obvious.

Tang Qiqi scolded Tank for three minutes over the comms.

Tank sat in the armor, panting.

"Princess Qiqi."

"This thing gets hotter the further it goes."

"If a fire-element Esper wore this, it would definitely last longer."

Tang Qiqi paused for half a second.

Finally, her voice lowered.

"Got it."

"Next time I'll add cooling for you."

"Let the mecha survive until I modify the second generation first."

Tiangong No. 1.

Su Xiaonuan completed the battle report filing.

[Wan City perimeter first roadblock cleared.]

[Artillery position destroyed.]

[Titan plan confirmed to have practical value, overheating defect exists.]

[Grandmaster Ling Suzhen's vanguard performance was good.]

After thinking for a moment, she added a sentence.

[Fat Dragon gets first credit]