Chapter 148: This is a Den of Tigers, Not a Pen of Sheep!

When the mecha knights, following their leader Connor, arrived at a timber storage site three kilometers away from the corpse hunters' camp, they discovered hundreds of people busily hauling timber with makeshift handcarts.

On the outer perimeter of the storage site, two hundred soldiers stood on patrol with loaded weapons.

Seeing these soldiers, a cruel smile curled the corner of Connor's mouth. He opened the short-range radio device on his mecha and issued an order:

"About two hundred soldiers detected on the perimeter..."

"Eliminate them all!"

"We will use the most brutal methods to deter everyone..."

"Do you understand?"

"Attack!"

At Connor's command, the two hundred mecha knights increased their horsepower, violently bursting forth from the forest and charging straight toward the enemy ahead.

Connor himself did not move, standing quietly at the very rear to watch the mecha knights charge into battle.

The deputy leader, nicknamed Big Mouth, piloted his mecha slowly over to Connor's side and asked, "A mere group of natives, is it necessary to dispatch the entire force?"

"It really feels a bit like using a butcher's cleaver to slaughter a chicken..."

"Besides, such cruel slaughter is likely to provoke fierce resistance from the other side. We are only here to seek supplies that will let us survive the winter stably..."

"We aren't here to massacre the city!"

Connor grinned and replied, "Big Mouth, put away your mercy..."

"The natives of Corpse Star are different from people on any other civilized planet!"

"These are extremely dangerous fellows."

"Those who can survive in such a harsh environment as Corpse Star harbor a demon within their bodies!"

"When you think they are harmless to humans and animals, you've often already been stabbed in the back..."

"Remember, this is Corpse Star. Don't look at this place with your inherent mindset."

"Here, you can only display the most formidable strength to make these fellows fear you..."

"To make them understand that their life and death lie entirely within a single thought of yours..."

"Only then will they transform into a flock of cute little lambs, at your complete mercy!"

"The sets of benevolence and morality from other planets are utterly useless here!"

Just as his voice fell, the mecha knights made initial contact with the Holy Crusaders.

This time, the mecha knights didn't even use their weapons.

For one thing, having just arrived locally, they did not know that using energy weapons in this region would not trigger a mutant frenzy.

On the other hand, the brutal thrill of piloting mechas to smash human heads open with a single punch was soothing the terror that this group had experienced from the mutants.

Soon, the thirty-odd Holy Crusaders in the front had their heads brutally blown apart without having time to make any reaction.

Staring at the killing field, Connor smiled and said, "Big Mouth, have you ever read the history of the ancient era?"

Big Mouth was slightly stunned, not understanding Connor's intention...

However, for Big Mouth, reading a mecha's user manual was already enough to make him feel dizzy. Naturally, he had no interest in studying any ancient history. So he simply shook his head.

Connor smiled and said, "In the ancient era, before humanity broke through the surface... whether during the era of cold weapons or hot weapons!"

"There was an extremely effective way to boost morale... massacring a city!"

Hearing Connor's words, Big Mouth's pupils shrank violently.

"Damn it, there are ninety thousand people here..."

"Most of them are unarmed civilians..."

"How can you..."

Seeing Big Mouth react so strongly, Connor quickly said, "Whoa... whoa... whoa! Relax, relax, my deputy leader!"

"Don't worry, the kind of situation you're imagining won't happen..."

"I'm no executioner!"

"Although the natives of Corpse Star are not protected by the Leviathan Galaxy Human Rights Convention, I couldn't possibly slaughter one hundred thousand people either!"

"Haven't you noticed that our knights quickly recovered their confidence through the slaughter, and the entire troop has become vibrant?!"

"Besides, at this moment we need enough blood to make the people here understand... a new ruler has descended!"

Big Mouth looked silently at the ongoing slaughter ahead, and said coldly, "How many people do you plan to kill to consolidate your rule?"

"A thousand? Two thousand?"

Connor smiled faintly and said, "Thirty percent is just the right number!"

Big Mouth instantly shivered all over. He grabbed the head of Connor's mecha and slammed his own mecha's head hard against it...

Through the transparent visor of the mecha's eyes, Big Mouth glared fiercely at Connor inside the machine, roaring like a lion:

"You really are a bastard..."

"Thirty percent? How can you say it so casually?"

"Damn it, that's thirty thousand people..."

"Just to bolster the courage of the cowards under your command who were scared shitless by mutants?"

"Thirty thousand unarmed civilians... won't you wake up screaming in your nightmares?"

"This is a crime! What you're doing belongs in a military court!"

"Are the Brolin family all cold-blooded beasts?"

Connor offered his old partner a faint smile.

"Watch your language, my brother... Never say words that insult the Brolin family a second time..."

"Besides, I'll remind you once more!"

"Corpse Star is not protected by the Leviathan Galaxy Human Rights Convention!"

"Even if I slaughter all one hundred thousand people here!"

"I won't face any condemnation."

"Without killing this many... can we secure enough supplies to live until next spring?"

"Are you prepared to survive the entire winter eating a single piece of rotting, moldy bread a day like those survivors?"

"Can you bear to watch the mecha energy run out and freeze our own people to death here because there are no heating measures?"

"If we want to keep our brothers alive here, we must plunder enough supplies..."

"And these supplies can only be obtained from human beings. It's as simple as that."

"I am definitely going to kill them..."

"No one can stop me."

Just as the two were locked in a stalemate, a sudden turn of events occurred...

A massive mecha weighing around ten tons was actually hurled through the air, landing not far from the two.

Hearing the dull thud of the mecha crashing into the ground...

Connor and Big Mouth froze simultaneously. They rushed over to the mecha in a few strides, brushing away the snow with their hands, only to find that the mecha's pilot had passed out...

The two, who had been at each other's throats just a moment ago, exchanged a glance, seeing the shock mirrored in each other's eyes.

Charging out of the forest immediately, they witnessed a sight they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

A giant standing two meters tall, his entire body as hard as refined iron, was currently swinging a mecha's arm with a ferocious expression, whirling the mecha around wildly like a weapon.

Mecha knights along the path were swept off their feet in large numbers instantly.

As for the mecha knight being used as a swinging chain, he seemed to have long since been spun into unconsciousness.

Just as Connor was preparing to step in and help, Big Mouth grabbed his arm and pointed toward a spot not far away.

"Look, what is that?"

Following the direction of Big Mouth's finger, Connor's breathing instantly grew shallow...

He saw with his own eyes a corpse whose head had been crushed like a watermelon grow a new head within the span of a few short seconds...

Then it flipped over and stood up, coldly sizing up the mecha before it, instantly entering a zombified state.

Seeing this, Connor immediately opened the communication channel and shouted frantically:

"Everyone, boost your mecha output above fifty percent!"

"Quick..."