Bengtie: Is your pure and beautiful destiny serious?

Perhaps the blow from the primitive locals was too great, and the company's marketing department was a little overwhelmed.

To be more specific, it is the middle-level leaders who are more vulnerable.

This is different from their judgment. In their prediction, these local natives should not be able to run horses as fast as the company's mechas, and their pistols should not be as good as the company's artillery.

Their actions are a contribution to the Amber King and to interstellar peace. Whether in terms of their goals or strength, there should be no possibility of them falling into a disadvantage.

However, it would be fine if these stupid cowboys didn't accept their trade cooperation, but how could they attack their resource-collecting machines!

A junior manager felt it was ridiculous when he saw the equipment applications and other facility applications submitted to his desk.

The best technology on that planet is the train!

The people there don’t even have much understanding of Star God!

They have lost countless mining machines just to deal with such a force. The camp has applied for defense facilities, monitoring facilities, and now high-destructive artillery and aircraft.

Do they need aerial bombardment to withstand mining, collecting resources, or dealing with primitive people?

The people sent by the company are people, employees, not lazy bums, right?

The management is so unbelievable that I even want to laugh.

How is this any different than having to use a tank to deal with a gorilla holding a rock?

He reported the situation and asked the director and supervisor whether they would agree to these requests. After all, by this calculation, the expenses had completely exceeded their original budget.

"It's okay, just approve it." The director wearing sunglasses waved his hand and agreed to the increasingly excessive demands.

He was the guy who spoke in front of the cowboys that night. Although he also felt that it would not take much effort to deal with such a backward and uncivilized mob, the intelligence he received was more comprehensive. For example, he knew that there were two extremely powerful guys among the cowboys.

According to observation, these two people are not residents of the local planet, but outsiders, so they know the company and know how to maximize the company's losses.

But when he reported the matter to his department head, the man didn't care.

"There are only two of them. They are far from being enough to hinder us in sacrificing the Amber King." The man faced the porthole of the spaceship in front of him, and the curve of his mouth did not change at all.

"The resources on this planet are extremely precious, and the reserves are large enough. Taking over this planet will provide the company with energy for dozens or even hundreds of years."

"So, there is no need to consider the cost. The current level is insignificant compared to the benefits the company will reap."

His words were firm, and he allocated huge amounts of funds and equipment with a wave of his hand.

As a result, countless sophisticated technologies were transported to the small camp, which was originally operating in a crude manner. The number of mining machines increased day by day, and the scope of mining was also expanding.

The pace of their attack was steadily increasing with the permission from above, and support was gradually making up for the damage done by the Cowboys.

In the ranch cabin, the cowboys were silent, all anxious about the situation that had become increasingly serious recently.

Cheng An's suggestion to destroy the machines was very effective in the beginning. By attacking from both ends, the inexperienced staff of the camp were unable to handle both ends. Even if they could occasionally handle both ends, they suffered no casualties. Every machine and mecha destroyed was considered an extra achievement.

But recently, that company, like a local tycoon who is willing to spend money, has started to invest money and support here recklessly, with all kinds of equipment, to prevent them from affecting mining in every way.

They even began to shamelessly expand the area they occupied, and the grass on the pasture did not grow as fast as their land.

The technological and economic investments there are overwhelming for them, which has also caused the cowboys, who have not seen obvious results recently, to fall into confusion.

"Perhaps, we shouldn't be so passive and just fight against the cannon fodder in front of us." Portio, who was wearing a hat next to him, had his expression hidden under the shadow of the hat brim.

"We have to find their leader." He raised his head and scanned the people in front of him.

Once, when Cheng An was chatting with him, he said an old saying of Xianzhou, which is "Capture the leader first."

Maybe it's time to try to put this sentence into practice.

Cheng An didn't say anything. She didn't agree or disagree. She just thought that things had finally come to this point.

The other cowboys were all worried about this idea. That was a world they had never known before, and no one dared to bet on how to find the leader of these people and how likely it would be to succeed.

"It's too dangerous." The first person to object was Fusili, whose round face, which always had a smile on its face even when he was silent, now frowned.

"You've seen how powerful the machines those people have. They can approve mechas for the people working here. You can imagine how many powerful bodyguards their leader has around him."

"Don't tell me you want to go in on this assassination all by yourself."

Can you say that they are worthy of being the closest brothers? He could tell what he was going to do in just two sentences, and for a moment, Poteo didn't know whether he should laugh or not. But if he didn't take it seriously at this time, the boy might really get angry.

"But everyone here knows my strength. Who else can succeed except me?" The cowboy decided not to joke anymore. It was really not appropriate to be careless at this time.

His words were not arrogant, but the truth, so no one refuted them, but everyone's expressions became more sad.

Their emotions told them that no one wanted to think about the bad outcome of letting their companions take such risks, but their rationality clearly told them that no one had a better chance of this mission than Lloyd.

After all, Cheng An and Dan Heng cannot be asked to go to such a place, as this is not their hometown. They do not think they are so inhumane as to morally blackmail two psychologically young people into risking their lives for a place where they are only staying for a few months.

"Why are you all so sad? I'm going there with the determination to succeed. Can't you guys hope for something from me?" The black and white haired cowboy seemed to have returned to his usual tone, questioning everyone fiercely.

It's a pity that no one responded to his liveliness on such a heavy topic.

Except for one person.

"I will go with you."

A cold voice sounded, and Potio's eyes widened when he heard it. He turned back in disbelief. The man who had always been taciturn stood up at this moment:

——It’s Dan Heng.

Not only was Cheng An surprised, but the cowboy was even more confused.

He thought that if someone would ask to go with him, it would at least be Cheng An who would speak up first.

After all, she looked impetuous and brave. He even had a headache. If this little girl insisted on going on an adventure with him, how could he refuse her without being annoyed or forced?

I really didn’t expect it to be the Danheng brothers.

He is obviously not a talkative person on weekdays, and he doesn't seem like someone who would agree to such a reckless idea.

As a result, not only did she not object, but she was the first to suggest joining him.

"Why, brother Danheng?" The straightforward cowboy rarely asked people why, but this time was different. The matter was serious and he had to ask. "To be frank, the matter here has nothing to do with you. You don't have to go to this extent."

The handsome Chiming shook his head, and the meteor on the top of the mountain that day flashed through his mind. It was the second time that he felt so clearly that in addition to Cheng An, he also had such a companion by his side.

All the good things he did to him were not for Dan Feng, not for power and Dragon Lord strength, not for the bloodline of the Chiming tribe, and not for the revitalization of any tribe.

Treat him well, just because he is Danheng, because they are friends, that night can be so beautiful.

At first he trusted Potio because Cheng An trusted Cowboy, but from that night on, he also made his own judgment based only on his own heart.

This person is indeed a worthy partner.

At this critical moment, Cheng An obviously has his own considerations. If she doesn't say it clearly, he can't help, but the situation on the cowboy's side is obvious, and he is willing to do his part.

"You can only have one partner once in a lifetime." Dan Heng looked directly at the eyes cast towards him by Cheng An and Cowboy, and expressed his final inner decision.