MTL - I Plunder Endlessly In the Interstellar Age-Chapter 37 business district

After speaking, Chen Han went to tinker with his mecha. The continuous battles caused a lot of damage to the mecha, which needs to be repaired in time.

And he also found some adjustments in the battle with different mechs, these are extremely valuable experience.

Looking at Chen Han's busy figure, Bo Men nodded in satisfaction, took a deep breath of the cigar in his hand, and lightly put the remaining half of the cigar next to the man's body.

In this way, for the next hour, everyone was busy cleaning up the battlefield and repairing the camp.

People in the camp who are not operators have also come out, and they will act as logistics when there is a shortage of manpower.

Although the victory was achieved, the camp was in a sad atmosphere, and the casualties were too great.

The monkey also came back with the wounded, as well as the mechs that were damaged by Chen Han.

In addition, Chen Han, the mecha that was destroyed near the camp, also wanted to come over with Bo Menquan, and the broken copper and iron almost piled up his residence into a mountain.

Bomen didn't know what Chen Han wanted these stupid things for, but he wished that Chen Han could make some demands on him, so he agreed without hesitation.

Just as Chen Han was about to go back and fiddle with his things, there was a sudden sound of a car's horn in the distance.

The people in charge of security in the camp stood on a high point with their weapons ready to defend against the enemy as if they were facing an enemy.

Chen Han also frowned slightly. Could it be that the people from the Wusi League have returned? So many casualties failed to stop them?

However, they were obviously overly nervous, and it was their operators who took care of the business district who came back.

"Boss! Something happened! Something happened..." An operator jumped off the magnetic vehicle, almost fell and ran to Bomen without hesitation.

From the blood on his body and his embarrassed appearance, it can be seen that he has also experienced a war before.

"What's wrong? Talk slowly." Bomen helped the member and motioned him to calm down.

"The business district has been attacked! Usimeng and a group of small and medium-sized forces are here. There are more than a thousand people and more than 20 mechs. We need support!" The member slowed down and finished speaking before speaking.

But he soon discovered that there were also corpses near the camp, and the gate was broken, so he was taken aback.

"What's the situation in that business district now?" Chen Han, who heard the whole process, also came over.

The operator didn't know Chen Han, but when he saw Bomen's sullen face and didn't speak, he continued: "Our more than 500 brothers discovered and deployed defenses in time. We fought with them for more than four hours, and we couldn't stand a stalemate."

"But they are still increasing their troops. We may not be able to survive tonight. The signal has been blocked and we have been unable to contact the camp. The brothers asked me to sneak back from the secret passage to call for someone."

"Damn it, these **** actually attacked our two places at the same time!" The operators next to them were filled with righteous indignation.

The business district is the biggest source of income for their Baekyan Club. If an accident happens, it will be hard for them.

The Wusi League not only cut off their money, but also wanted their lives, and it was all on their heads.

"It's so sinister." Chen Han smiled helplessly.

The management of the Uzmeng is definitely capable, and the whole plan is linked together.

Ever since the convoy was attacked in the morning, the Baiyan Society has been led by the nose and targeted everywhere.

If it weren't for the variable Chen Han, the rescue team and the camp would probably be gone by now.

Everyone nearby was looking at Bomen, waiting for orders.

But Bomen still didn't speak, he lowered his head slightly, his eyes were covered by the cowboy hat, and he was smoking a cigar heavily.

It's just that the cigars were burnt to the bottom, he didn't seem to notice, and continued to smoke.

Only the clenched fist was telling the anger in his heart.

"Boss..." The nearest operator reminded Bomen softly.

Ten seconds later, Bomen threw away the tail of the cigar in his hand and sighed softly: "We may not be able to send reinforcements..."

Just after repelling the people from the Us League, he tried to contact the operators in the business district, and needed some of them to come back to prevent the people from the Us League from coming again.

But no matter how he contacted, the newsletter couldn't be sent out. At that time, he had a premonition that something was wrong, and wanted to send someone over to take a look.

Before I had time to do this, the bad news came first. Bad things happened today...

"But, boss, the business district is our lifeline, we can't give up..." An operator took two steps forward excitedly.

Bomen raised his hand, preventing the operator from continuing.

As the leader of the Baiyan Association, he doesn't know the importance of the business district.

But the camp had just been severely damaged, not to mention hundreds of people died, most of the rest were injured, and there were not many mechs.

Let alone support in this situation, it is difficult to defend the camp.

In case all of their combat-capable people went to support them, and the Uzmeng sent people to take care of their camp, it would be meaningless to defend the business district.

After all, the camp is their foundation. Everyone has everything in the camp, and if it is gone, there will be nothing.

Life and money, you have to choose the same.

"We can urgently call back all the operators who went out on missions ~www.novelbuddy.com~ There are still hundreds of people who can definitely compete with the people of the Wusimeng!" Another operator added.

The operators who can perform missions are all their elites, and their combat power is completely sufficient.

"There are people from the Four Tribes. They are our allies. We can ask them for help. Otherwise, if we are gone, the people of the Wusi League will not let them go." Another operator remembered this.

"I've thought about what you've said." Bomen signaled the surrounding operators to calm down, "But it will take time to bring these people back, at least eight hours to gather, and the business district will have long been lost by then. gone."

"I also contacted the Sibu people, but it still didn't work. If I guessed right, they were also attacked and couldn't help us."

After finishing speaking, Bomen sighed deeply. Once the business district was lost, they would probably not be qualified to be one of the three major organizations at Baiyanhui.

"But boss, we can't leave the brothers in the business district alone, hundreds of them will die..." The eyes of the operator who came to ask for help turned red, and he was about to cry.

"When Bomen founded the Baiyan Club, I vowed not to leave any brothers behind. You go back and let them break out tonight, and I will meet them halfway." Bomen said a compromise.

The surrounding operators stopped talking, which seemed to be the only way at present.

"No, we have to rescue." Chen Han raised his hand suddenly, and everyone's eyes were on him.

"I know you are very good at fighting, but we must focus on the overall situation." Bomen patted Chen Han on the shoulder.

"It's not me, it's you who brought people there, and I have to go somewhere else." Chen Han shook his head.

"Anywhere else? Where are you going?" Bomen and the surrounding operators were all confused by Chen Han.