Legend of the Cyber Heroes
Chapter 684 - 328: Raise My Arm and Shout

Chapter 684: Chapter 328: Raise My Arm and Shout

Before the riot occurred, Hiroshi Matsushima stood at the edge of the crowd, draped in a black cloak.

On the platform, someone was bound. However, from this distance, it was impossible to see the figure clearly. These people were waiting for the Lord’s "performance."

Many individuals gathered here. They might have been relatives and friends of those above. They hoped to see those people again, but they dared not step out of line.

A row of drones cast a stripe of light on the ground. There were warning signs behind the light stripe.

Crossing the line meant death.

An invisible wall stopped everyone.

"This is really..." Hiroshi Matsushima shook his head.

Hiroshi Matsushima successfully found the "fridge" left by the Ranger Yulin underground, which indeed contained well-preserved anti-inflammatory drugs, exactly the kind used after brain damage.

Well, it makes sense. After all, for most Rangers, the brain was the only biological tissue.

After suppressing the brain inflammation, he then located other supplies left by that Ranger.

This Ranger also seemed to have some grudge against Amilcare. It’s hard to verify now. He had built a safe house here, using a drone to pull up a network cable, where he had collected intelligence for a long time, including Amilcare’s many travel habits, strike records, and more.

Hiroshi Matsushima also examined the records. This predecessor Ranger’s assessment of Old Master Zhao’s external strength was not wrong. Hiroshi Matsushima had faced Old Master Zhao decades ago under "training" circumstances, and just a few days ago, they had a real fight.

All I can say is that Old Master Zhao’s skills had improved quite steadily over the decades with nothing unexpected.

Zero inferred from these materials that the Ranger had planned to act on the edge of the city, hit Old Master Zhao’s aircraft while he was stepping out. However, no information about this assassination could be found online.

The two speculated that it probably had failed.

It seems Yulin was also prepared to sacrifice himself. He left behind his remaining resources in that safe house.

Enough to compensate Hiroshi Matsushima for his lost limbs.

Because of the Ranger’s parts, the Mobile Cavalry didn’t recognize Hiroshi Matsushima for a moment. During these hours, Hiroshi Matsushima had hunted down three Mobile Cavalry who were hiding among the crowd and were too close to the underground area entrance.

The weapons and equipment of these Mobile Cavalry also fell into his hands.

"The level of skill has indeed been severely affected, but it’s still within an acceptable range,"

so Hiroshi Matsushima assessed himself and prepared to rush towards the platform.

But before he could act, the crowd erupted in conflict with the government.

[What’s going on?] For a moment, Hiroshi Matsushima felt somewhat disconnected from the surrounding situation.

Zero didn’t share this emotion. He calmly said, [You are human, and they are human as well.]

While speaking, Hiroshi Matsushima saw someone in front of him trying to raise his small-caliber firearm, aiming at a distant sentry.

Then, one Mobile Cavalry, cloaked in tattered camouflage netting, grabbed his arm and swiftly broke his neck.

This resident wasn’t even fully cyberized. Most of his upper body was flesh; losing his neck, he could only fall limply to the ground.

The chaotic crowd around him could trample him to death at any moment.

Hiroshi Matsushima moved involuntarily, supporting the man falling to the ground.

Zero said, [The Fourth Martial God has already proven that relying on Old Era experiences against these crazies from the Protector could lead to a brutal death. If we don’t have strong reinforcements, we might end up stuck here... oh wait, I’m actually on Jupiter. I knew I should have gotten you a ticket to the Asteroid Belt; we brothers could have met.]

[Let’s not talk about useless things at this moment. Can’t we save everyone?] Hiroshi Matsushima stared at the cold-blooded rider who had just acted. The Mobile Cavalry had already noticed Hiroshi Matsushima. Hiroshi Matsushima tried to observe the rider with his peripheral vision.

The Mobile Cavalry, realizing Hiroshi Matsushima was a Martial Artist, started from a blind spot, holding a Micro Metal Jet Armor-Piercing Bullet in his hand. This device could be launched from a Grenade Rifle or held in hand as a dagger or bayonet.

Zero said, [Unless strong reinforcements appear... or you sacrifice yourself, stand high and shout to let the people leave orderly.],

The Ranger emerged from a blind spot, raising a micro armor-piercing bullet.

But Hiroshi Matsushima calmly reached out his hand and twisted the Ranger’s wrist towards the ground. The armor-piercing bullet struck the Ranger’s forehead.

The Ranger lay there on the ground, dead.

The moment his death was reported, the other soldiers hadn’t even witnessed the scene.

Hiroshi Matsushima supported the person next to him and leaned against the wall. This spot was only slightly safer than the middle of the street. But that was all Hiroshi Matsushima could do at the moment.

He turned around and dealt with a cold-blooded rider who was sneaking up. It seemed like the crowd wanted to orderly assist their injured fellows.

That figures. The Geneva Convention was routinely disregarded in the Old Era, and these lords of the new age naturally cared even less.

Hiroshi Matsushima attached the four finned rockets from the enemy’s waist to his own. These weapons could be thrown by hand and then ignited mid-air to accelerate.

"More Rangers are noticing you as a tough nut to crack," TX-0 said. "If you want to stand out, you must first clear the surrounding fire points..."

Looking at the fire points marked by Zero within his own field of view, Hiroshi Matsushima probably smiled to himself.

—Let’s go...

At that moment, a fierce battle erupted nearby.

On the rooftop of a five-story building next to him, a tall Cybernetically Enhanced Person grappled with a Ranger. It took the Martial Artist several moves to wrestle the white flame flame-tip spear from the Ranger and then thrust it into the Ranger’s chest.

Only then did he set down the equipment on his back.

It was a massive amplifier.

The Martial Artist shouted loudly, "Folks! My brothers! My comrades!"

He pointed to a distant execution platform and yelled, "This feud, we Heroes, have accepted the challenge!"

Almost simultaneously as the Martial Artist spoke, a series of gunshots rang out. Numerous bullets came from different directions, aiming at various Protector fire points.

In two other locations, Heroes infiltrated the fire points and in front of everyone, pulled off the heads of the Gunners.

Hiroshi Matsushima looked at the Hero on the rooftop, feeling a sense of familiarity. "No way..."

Zero said, "I think it’s exactly that ’No way’..."

Jader took on the most... the second most dangerous role in the operation and felt he had done very well. He loudly cried, "Don’t panic! Don’t panic! Support each other, retreat orderly! Don’t rush forward, feeding the enemy!"

Suddenly, several wicked gusts swept in.

In just a few words, Rangers had surrounded the building.

The Solo Kill King unplugged the speaker’s connection and exclaimed, "My, my, this number is really frightening."

The leading Life-Chasing Cavalry sneered, "A Hero, huh? Even a Hero dares to run wild here."

The Solo Kill King sneered back, "How fresh, haven’t you all run wild on the vast lands of the people too?"

The group of Rangers had no interest in continuing the dialogue and immediately charged, but the leading Ranger hesitated in his movements.

Then he was instantly headshot by the Solo Kill King.

"Heroes prioritizing Inner Strength, cutting off wireless communications, blocking certain detectors..."

Seconds later, these Rangers had forced the Solo Kill King into a perilous situation.

"Damn it! If it were you, I’d have made it count too!" Jader yelled, preparing to fight desperately.

At that moment, a dark shadow swept through the battlefield like a whirlwind.