Arknights Welcome to Terra Continent

"Alas, Captain, although I don't want to say this, we do have too few people."

Bagpipe sighed and said that this was also a very serious problem they were facing now.

If the two of them were to investigate the city alone, there would be many things they would miss.

Not to mention, if the situation is serious enough to require the use of force, given the size of their team, it would be like a drop in the bucket, and by then they might not even be able to escape unscathed.

"That doesn't sound like something you would say, but don't worry, no one wants to go that far. It's just that... the situation in this city is far more complicated than we expected before we came here."

"Yes, cook."

Horn once again turned his gaze to the liaison officer beside him and spoke.

"Sir, you say."

"You've been in Xiaoqiu County for so many years. What do you think of the people here?"

"It's nothing special. If you really let a Tara person stand in front of me, I don't think he is any different from Victorians from other places... However, something is wrong recently. Many customers have started to speak Tara again. I don't know what's going on."

The cook shook his head. This was not something he should care about. After all, he only needed to learn a few words to meet the customers' requirements. Of course, he could also learn a lot of information from the customers.

"Actually, if life is good, who would think about making trouble all day? There are many people who talk about their ideals, but few really keep them in their hearts. Most people just care about filling their stomachs, and if their stomachs are full, they can also fill their wallets."

That's true. Filling your stomach and your wallet is the ideal life state for most people.

Bagpipe agreed and said, "That's right, Captain. It's hard for me to associate Damian Barry with the Ghost Corps."

"In my eyes, he and the residents of that street are ordinary people. When they are caught, they will be scared and immediately beg for mercy. When their relatives die, they will gather together and break down and cry."

Bagpipe saw all of this with his own eyes, and the grief and fear in their eyes were real.

"They don't look like trained soldiers at all."

Horn also sighed and spoke.

"Bagpipes, they are certainly not trained soldiers. What you said is exactly what I am worried about."

"Colonel Hamilton's words may not be entirely alarmist. When ordinary people take up arms, they are more deadly than well-trained soldiers, whether they are voluntary or involuntary—"

"We are looking at a disaster the likes of which Victoria has not seen for a long time."

Perhaps every Terran should be thankful that not everyone on this land can use the small lethal weapons, such as guns.

Crossbows, bows and arrows, and similar things are not so easy to hide if they want to achieve sufficient lethality.

We should be thankful that there are so few types of lethal weapons, and they are basically all related to Originium. It is not easy to get such things.

Otherwise, it is hard to imagine what terrible things would happen.

"Boss, someone threw a new note downstairs, under the yellow rose."

The employee ran up from downstairs and spoke.

"Bring it here."

The note was quickly delivered, of course it was from Jenny.

But before that.............

"Good afternoon, Saoirse! What a coincidence! I was just about to go to the newspaper office to look for you."

Jenny, who had just come out of the military camp, was about to take a shortcut to the newspaper office to find Saoirse, but after only a few steps she saw Saoirse squatting in the alley.

Hearing Jenny's call, she hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes and looked up at Jenny.

"Hey, Saoirse, did you just cry?"

Jenny naturally noticed something unnatural at a glance.

"Jenny....No, I'm fine. I'm fine."

Saoirse forced a smile and spoke.

"You're lying. Your eyes are swollen and your face is so pale. Normally you wouldn't allow yourself to go out on the street in such a mess. What happened?"

Jenny helped Saoirse up, reached out and gently wiped the corners of her eyes, and asked with concern.

"Who bullied you? Was it the soldier from last time? I'll help you think of a solution... There must be a way."

"No, Jenny, don't bother me anymore. He didn't come to bother me again. Yes, I don't know how to say it."

Saoirse covered her mouth, trying her best to prevent Jenny from hearing her trembling voice and crying.

"Come on, take a deep breath. The person in front of you is me, your good friend. You are safe now, I promise."

Jenny held Saoirse's shoulders and pressed her forehead against them, meeting Saoirse's gaze, which she had been avoiding.

"Jenny, why? Why are you one of them?"

Saoirse finally couldn't help it, she hugged Jenny, tears streaming down her cheeks again.

"You, what are you talking about, Saoirse."

Jenny didn't react for a moment, she could only pat Saoirse's back gently.

"I don't want you to get hurt. You're my best friend... and you're a good person, right? I'm a good person too. My mom, dad, and cousin, aren't we all good people?"

"Your cousin, Barry? You mean Damian Barry? I'm sorry, I didn't realize it."

Jenny didn't know how to comfort Saoirse, she could only let Saoirse lean on her shoulder in a comfortable posture.

"This is not your fault, and it's not my fault either. I just want a peaceful life. I don't want to see any more important people die."

Saoirse cried even harder, she didn't want Jenny to get hurt.

"Cry, Saoirse. I'm with you. Watching your loved ones pass away and still being busy with work, you are under too much pressure."

Saoirse seemed to have made up her mind. She reached out her hand and wiped away her tears fiercely, and her eyes became determined.

"No, thank you, Jenny. I feel much better after seeing you. Now I know what I should do."

Saoirse tore off a piece of paper from the notepad she carried with her, took the pen from her chest and started writing quickly, then stuffed the note into Jenny's hand.

"this is for you."

Jenny took the note and looked at it curiously.

"Is this.............an address?"

Jenny suddenly remembered something, and she looked at Saoirse in front of her with disbelief.

Jenny opened her mouth wide, as if she wanted to ask something, but the question was too slow to come out.

Could it be that... Could it be that?