150: Chapter 150 The Demeanor of a Great Power?

"What?! That dog Park Dae-chang... he actually ran away already!?"

Along with this desperate roar in the communication channel...

The psychological defenses of all the K-District allied players completely collapsed at this moment.

Their leader had fled...

The hundreds of combat vehicles they were originally so proud of were now all blown into a field of burning scrap metal!

The hundreds of thousands of red steel torrents opposite them were all equipped with Super Alloy armor!

How the hell are they supposed to fight this!

"Clang! Clang!"

Weapons were thrown out of the vehicles like trash.

The doors of dozens of broken combat vehicles that had luckily escaped the fire were pushed open in unison.

The Great Hanming Country thugs scrambled out of their vehicles.

They knelt in the black mud with a thud, raising their hands high, trembling all over like quails in the wind.

And in front of them.

The massive Red Wolf Tank stood like an insurmountable steel mountain, exuding a suffocating pressure.

Three hundred thousand crimson heavy tanks formed a sea of blood, surrounding them so tightly that not even a drop of water could leak through.

Those dark muzzles pointed directly at the group of people kneeling on the ground.

The roar of the engines intertwined, making the eardrums of the K-District remnants ache.

Lin Zihao slowly stopped in front of these dozens of prisoners.

He had an unlit cigarette in his mouth, looking down at this group of clowns from a high vantage point.

However, before Lin Zihao could even open his mouth to question them.

A small K-District leader at the front suddenly shrieked like a slaughtered pig and slammed his head heavily into the mud.

"Brother! It's a misunderstanding! Save me!"

"Please just spare our lives, brothers!"

This small leader kowtowed frantically while wailing loudly in gibberish, his face covered in tears and snot.

Lin Zihao's face was full of question marks as he reached out to pick his ear.

"What is this grandson babbling about?"

Lin Zihao turned to look at the Blade Group leader next to him, Zhao Meng: "Is he chanting some cult spell to summon a monster?"

Zhao Meng listened carefully for a moment and shook his head with a look of disgust.

"Listening to this greasy and pretentious accent, it sounds like the Sticks language from Kimchi Country."

Sticks language?

"Who knows the Sticks language? Someone come out and translate!" Lin Zihao shouted across the entire guild channel.

The Red Wolf Army of three hundred thousand was a place of hidden dragons and crouching tigers, full of talented people.

There were quite a few people who understood the Sticks language.

In less than half a minute.

A beautiful young woman wearing the Logistics Team uniform, with a high ponytail and black-rimmed glasses, came running over.

When the small K-District leader kneeling on the ground saw someone who could understand him, he immediately acted as if he had caught a life-saving straw.

He let out another burst of frantic "Smidas" to the beautiful young woman, his expression one of tearful pleading.

The beautiful young woman pushed up her glasses and listened for a while.

Her beautiful brows furrowed tightly, and her expression became very strange, even showing a hint of nausea.

"Vice President Lin."

The young woman suppressed her disgust and turned to report.

"He says... this is all a huge misunderstanding!"

"They had no idea the people coming were our C-District army."

The young woman took a deep breath and continued translating: "He also said that their Great Hanming Country has been on good terms with the Dragon Country for generations."

"Since ancient times, they have been our most loyal and friendly neighbor. Everyone is like brothers from different parents!"

Hearing this translation.

Not just Lin Zihao, but all the Red Wolf players who heard this were directly amused by the sheer audacity.

"Holy crap, what is that face made of? It's thicker than our Super Alloy armor!"

Lin Zihao jumped off his motorcycle and slapped the small leader on the head.

"Misunderstanding?"

Lin Zihao pointed at the wreckage of the combat vehicles all over the ground and cursed.

"You guys were blocking the exit tight!"

"Hundreds of combat vehicles, all weapons, everything was fucking loaded!"

"You even fucking fired dozens of shells at us!"

"Now that you've been blown up until only these few dog lives are left, you come and tell me it's a misunderstanding!?"

Although he couldn't understand Chinese, seeing Lin Zihao's murderous gaze, the K-District leader immediately guessed the meaning.

His eyes rolled, and he quickly let out another emotional burst of gibberish.

After listening, the Logistics Team girl rolled her eyes hard, her tone even more disgusted.

"He says they were just doing normal monster hunting here..."

"The fact that the barrels were pointed at the intersection was purely a coincidence."

"They never thought of attacking their Dragon Country brothers!"

"It was all the reckless command of that leader named Park Dae-chang!"

"In their hearts, they have always been on the side of the Dragon Country!"

Listening to this illogical and shameless sophistry, the members of the Red Wolf Army were truly enlightened.

These are the so-called K-District players?

One second they were arrogantly preparing an ambush.

The next second, finding they couldn't win, they were crying and begging for surrender?

Seeing that the Red Wolf Guild members were silent.

The small leader kneeling on the ground thought his sophistry had worked, and his courage suddenly grew.

He straightened his back, cleared his throat, and spoke another long paragraph of gibberish.

This time, his tone even carried a hint of self-righteous arrogance.

After listening, the translator girl's chest heaved with anger, and she recounted the original words with a cold sneer.

"He says that since everyone is civilized, and the Dragon Country is a great nation and a land of etiquette..."

"You should show the demeanor of a great power!"

"They only have these few dozen people left now and have already taken the initiative to lay down their weapons and surrender..."

"According to the humanitarian spirit and the principles of our Dragon Country soldiers..."

"We must treat prisoners well and cannot harm a single hair on their heads."

The young woman gritted her teeth, her eyes full of anger.

"He also said that as long as we show some grace and let them go, their Great Hanming Country will definitely be grateful to the Dragon Country and will never be our enemy in The Hub again!"

As soon as these words came out.

The entire Exit 1 instantly fell into a deathly silence.

The three hundred thousand Red Wolf Army soldiers were all deeply shocked by these words that were shameless to the extreme.

What kind of heaven-defying bandit logic is this!?

If they can win, they kill and loot everything.

If they can't win, they use 'great power demeanor' to engage in moral kidnapping!?

And they must treat prisoners well and not harm a single hair!?

"Great power demeanor?"

Lu Yuan, who had been sitting on the tank turret watching coldly, finally couldn't listen anymore.

He slowly stood up, looking down at the small K-District leader who was trying to use moral kidnapping to manipulate them.

Lu Yuan's cold voice rang out, synchronized in the guild channel at the same time.

"Do these double-dealing, opportunistic clowns even deserve to talk to me about great power demeanor?"

Lu Yuan sneered, pulled out the Desert Eagle pistol from his waist, and cocked it with a click.

"Blade Group!"

"Present!"

Lu Yuan's eyes were cold, overflowing with killing intent.

"Execute them all, leave no one alive!"

These words didn't even need a translation.

Seeing the dark muzzle pointed directly at his head and feeling the terrifying murderous aura suddenly erupting from these red thugs.

The K-District leader screamed in terror, and his whole being directly collapsed.

"No! You can't kill us!"

He scrambled back in the mud, shouting at the top of his lungs in the Sticks language.

"Our K-District has already joined the Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere!"

"If you dare to kill us, J..."

"Bang!"

A dull gunshot tore through the sky.

Lu Yuan had no interest in listening to him finish the rest of his nonsense and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The large-caliber armor-piercing bullet instantly pierced through the small leader's brow.

The gunshot was the command.

"Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat—!"

The Blade Group warriors around them, who had long been unable to hold back, instantly opened fire with full force.

Dense gunfire lit up the surroundings.

The remaining dozens of K-District remnants didn't even have time to scream before they were instantly riddled with bullets, deader than dead.

The gunfire ceased.

The air was filled with a thick smell of gunpowder and blood.

Lu Yuan leisurely blew away the faint smoke from the muzzle and casually tucked the Desert Eagle back into the holster at his waist.

The translator girl from the Logistics Team approached the Red Wolf Tank.

She translated the very last words of that Stick before he died to Lu Yuan.

Greater East Asia Co-Prosperity Sphere?

J-District?

Hearing these two terms, Lin Zihao and Zhao Meng, who were about to clean up the battlefield, stopped in their tracks instantly.

A thick surge of killing intent rose in everyone's hearts!