Arknights' Lock of Heaven

"We will not bear the blood feud of the Ursus people, but Ursus will gain hundreds of thousands of surviving soldiers whose fighting spirit has been completely broken!"

"Let others know that we infected people are not to be trifled with, while still leaving some room for maneuver."

"The experiences of those soldiers from all over Ursus will spread throughout the country once they return. Anyone who wants to take action against the infected who are still in the area should think twice."

Anton's persuasion was truly earnest and heartfelt.

No matter what, the infected need to continue living in the snowfield and Ursus. Once they are burdened with a blood feud... Xia Yu can leave then, since he is not from Ursus, but the local infected will suffer a lot.

Fortunately, Xia Yu wasn't someone who couldn't listen to advice, and she revised the plan according to Anton's suggestion.

“It’s easy to leave those fortresses and warships behind,” Xia Yu pondered. “The most important thing for such large units to move around is the waterway. As long as we cut off their waterway, they can only use light vehicles or other light vehicles to escape.”

Fortunately, I'm quite good at organizing large-scale events.

“Let’s leave that aside for now. You can discuss it with the old stubborn man yourself,” Froststar reminded him. “We’ve arrived.”

As soon as she finished speaking, the Orville stopped in front of the base.

Before me stretched an endless expanse of cramped living quarters shared by 200,000 people.

Although she kept calling him an old stubborn man, Frostnova's tone couldn't help but rise when she saw that tall figure standing at the base entrance through the glass curtain wall of the bridge.

"Let's go, it's our turn to go on stage. Oh, and remember to act convincingly!"

“Captain, it’s so beautiful!” Andrew exclaimed excitedly, standing next to the Patriot. “Look at the lines, the colors, and the design…”

“Alright, alright, isn’t this the style of the Casimirs?” Lukashenko said helplessly, rubbing his forehead. “What’s that saying again? Ursus’ warships are heavy industry, Victoria and Letania are full of classicism, Columbia is full of technology, and the Casimirs are a blend of the old and the new.”

"But to be fair, this ship is indeed beautiful."

“What’s the difference between what you’re saying and what I’m saying?” Andrew glared at him upon hearing this.

"Of course, my words are more based on evidence, which is better than your 'pretentious' statement, isn't it?"

Patriot ignored his two men's bickering and kept his eyes fixed on the slowly opening hatch in front of him.

There, Yelena, Anton, and some people, both acquaintances and strangers, slowly emerged from behind a figure with long green hair.

The patriot was somewhat confused upon seeing this.

It was obvious that the person was the one Yelena was talking about, the one who had stirred up countless bloody storms in Kazimierz and was able to solve the most pressing safety issues for the infected in the snowfields.

But... I remember this person... Isn't he a doctor?

After the Chernobog incident, before Rhodes Island and the guerrillas parted ways, he went to Rhodes Island to see Yelena and, incidentally, to wake her up...

Didn't Lord Kal'tsit introduce this person to me as a doctor? And a very skilled one at that?

Why now all of a sudden...

Patriots were somewhat confused about the situation.

However, looking back at the scene, Yelena's condition was a medical miracle, so most of the doctors gathered around.

Lord Kal'tsit had also introduced it to himself, and at the time he felt that this so-called medical department was not quite right.

Hmm, a vampire. Well, vampires can be doctors too.

An Adaklis from the rainforest, who looks like a great fighter but I don't know why he became a doctor.

There was even a former Sarkaz pardoner who was now a doctor... Patriot was quite impressed with the girl who called herself Shining.

Lord Kal'tsit is their superior...wow, this medical department is truly full of hidden talents.

So it's not impossible that such a person exists?

Just as he was confused, the man and his entourage arrived in front of him.

Wow, that's really high...

Xia Yu looked at the patriot in front of her and couldn't help but sigh.

A height starting at 2.4 meters... Although he had seen it from Merlin's perspective, Xia Yu still noticed something awkward standing in front of Patriot.

He instinctively reached out to shake hands, only to find that Patriot had to bend down slightly to shake hands with him, and he had to raise his right hand high (laughs).

“This isn’t our first meeting, Mr. Patriot,” Xia Yu said, shaking his hand before immediately pulling it back; the situation was just too awkward.

Both of them felt awkward; Patriot was someone no one usually shook hands with, and Xia Yu was unaware of this...

Froststar, standing to the side, was secretly laughing. She had known this would happen all along, but she hadn't warned Xia Yu, just waiting to see this moment.

Even before Patriot left Ursus, no one would shake his hand, because it was too awkward. People of higher status felt embarrassed to have to raise their hands so high to shake hands, while those of lower status felt that shaking hands required bowing...

Therefore, people usually bow with their hands on their chests.

Hearing Froststar's snickering in her ear, Xia Yu smiled slightly, then reached out and grabbed Froststar's shoulder, lifting the little white rabbit who was less than 1.7 meters tall and placing her between herself and Patriot.

"I have successfully completed my mission. As your daughter's attending physician, I have brought her back safe and sound."

"Look, she's even gained a little weight."

447 Beginning

"Look, she's even gained a little weight."

To prove she wasn't lying, Xia Yu even pinched Shuangxing's cheek.

As for Frostnova herself... facing the patriot in front of her and the quirky advisor behind her... her brain was already overloaded.

What the heck is going on?!

She turned around and glared at Xia Yu, only to be glared back at in return.

"Heh, you think you can mess with me?" Xia Yu pushed Froststar toward Patriots and then put on a spectator's expression.

Froststar looked at her father, whom she hadn't seen in a long time, and opened her mouth.

Finally, he obediently lowered his head and said, "I'm back... Father."

Patriot was also taken aback upon hearing this.

Ah, how long has it been since Yelena called me that... She used to call me an old stubborn person all the time...

Finally, the old father could only silently reach out and stroke his daughter's head.

Froststar, sensing the emotions contained within the cold iron armor above her head, lowered her head, sniffed, and her eyes reddened slightly.

“Indeed… he’s gained a bit of weight,” Patriot suddenly remarked. “Not bad.”

That's true. Back then, Frostnova was overweight, but that was all due to the Originium crystals in her body; her actual weight was practically skin and bones. But now...

Look at her! Her complexion is rosy, and her eyes are bright. You can't tell at all what the innocent, cold, and aloof Yeti princess was like.

She's so healthy now.

Patriot carefully examined his eldest daughter, becoming more and more satisfied with her. He then turned to Xia Yu and said enthusiastically, "Rhodes Island... is indeed a good place."

"It seems that the Lord is as powerful as ever."

"You flatter me," Xia Yu replied with a smile. "Rhodes Island's cafeteria is indeed quite good. We also brought a lot of logistics operators to support the guerrilla team's construction this time."

Seeing the two of them chatting and laughing, Froststar was dumbfounded.

No, what do you mean by "definitely gained weight"... This... can something as healthy be described as being fat?

And then there's Rhodes Island's cafeteria and logistics staff... weren't those just Kal'tsit stuffing the cafeteria staff into the Orville to make up the numbers when she couldn't find enough people?

Froststar watched the two chatting and laughing, hesitant to speak, then hesitant again, then hesitant once more...

Just as she was struggling with her decision, the two ended their conversation.

The main reason is that Patriot is not a talkative person, and Xia Yu is even more of a pragmatist.

“We’ve received quite a few infected people from Ursus along the way,” Xia Yu said seriously to Patriots. “We hope you can send someone to receive them.”

“Yes, of course, no problem,” Patriot said, turning to the base’s logistics chief. “Andrew, this matter is in your hands.”

“Yes, Captain,” Andrew stepped forward and nodded to Frostnova.

"Just discuss the specifics with Froststar," Xia Yu continued, "and also the warehousing of supplies and the distribution of medicine..."

As they talked, the group walked into the camp.

The shield captains around them, listening to this, felt that the people of Rhodes Island were truly capable of getting things done.

To put it bluntly, neither side present had much experience with such a major event as a handover... At least some members of the guerrillas had served within the Ursus regime, so they thought they should at least have some kind of welcoming ceremony or something...

I just don't know how to do it. I've never done this in the military before. The methods for receiving superiors during inspections are clearly not suitable for this situation. We can't just pull out all 200,000 people and have them stand in a line, can we?

After joining the guerrillas, they had even less experience...

So all they could do was organize everyone to clean up the base and the surrounding environment.

As for why we didn't clean up in advance... who knows when it'll snow in this awful weather?

As for Xia Yu... well, she genuinely felt that all that fancy stuff was pretty useless. She wondered if Merlin had heard anything about the guerrillas making any arrangements. Patriot was clearly a pragmatist, so he simply started all sorts of coordination work.

The group moved forward amidst a throng of infected people, with the surrounding streets, alleys, and even rooftops packed with people.

Behind Xia Yu was a line of logistics and medical operators from Rhodes Island, who would be responsible for the handover of supplies to the guerrillas. At this moment, everyone was a little reserved because of the large number of infected people in the snowfield.

There was no way around it; everywhere along the way, there were jubilant infected people. Even the Rhodes Island operators, who deal with infected people every day or are infected themselves, had never seen so many infected people gathered together.

"A sea of ​​people" is not enough to describe it.