PFC Chapter 817 Son of the Watcher
Chapter 817 Son of the Watcher
Chapter 817 Son of the Watcher
Harmony Star, amidst a landscape of towering peaks and deep valleys.
The Mandalorian, carrying a DC-15A blaster rifle, was climbing downhill on all fours. There were no roads, and twisted, gnarled trees grew from the crevices of the rocks. The Mandalorian used grappling hooks that popped out of his wrist-mounted weapon as climbing tools to hook onto these ancient trees and rappel down.
"Sizzle sizzle sizzle..."
The thin steel cable in the winch is released rapidly.
Rope rappelling is faster than free climbing. After descending to the maximum length of the grappling hook and cable, the Mandalorian decisively cut the ejection device on his wrist, leaving the grappling hook and cable on the tree trunk, and continued to climb down quickly.
He felt a strange sense of panic. Ever since he witnessed the Imperial officer duck to avoid the energy beam, this feeling urged him to leave this place as soon as possible, even if it meant abandoning some of his equipment, he wanted to land on the ground as quickly as possible.
It's possible that what you fear most is what happens most often.
The Mandalorian, whose helmet slightly limited his vision, was focused on finding crevices and protrusions on the steep rock face and failed to notice a figure scrambling up to his side and above him like a large gecko.
"Well?"
He felt his arm being grabbed.
Then he was lifted off the rock face and soared into the air. A tremendous force came through his arm and he was pulled back and slammed against the rock face. His body slammed hard against the rock face three times in a row. The Besca steel and the hard rock made a dull thud. Even though he was wearing a helmet, he was still knocked unconscious.
The armor was intact, but the person inside was in a dazed, concussion-like state. The Mandalorian weakly raised one hand, his arm being pulled upwards, quickly returning to the mountaintop. In his half-conscious state, he vaguely felt himself being carried on someone's back, and then lifted into the air...
……
Fu Qinghai, dragging an unconscious Mandalorian, climbed over the edge of the protruding boulder. Just as he reached the door of the shuttle cabin, he sensed something was wrong.
"laugh."
The shuttle's hatch slid open.
Fu Qinghai looked up and saw Yevander sitting in the cockpit of the shuttle with his hands raised. Next to him stood a female Mandalorian warrior, the muzzle of her blaster pistol pressed directly against Yevander's head.
"You killed him!?"
Fu Qinghai remained calm in the face of this scene, while the woman was filled with shock and anger when she saw the person he was carrying.
He is unconscious.
Fu Qinghai spoke calmly.
"Put down your weapon, or I'll kill him!"
The woman pointed a gun at Yevander and yelled.
"Boss, don't listen to her, do it!"
Yevander, on the other hand, seemed to have quite a backbone.
"But how can I put down my weapon if I don't have one?"
Fu Qinghai spread out one hand and said.
"Uh?"
The woman then realized what was happening. She instinctively shouted out the words, but upon closer inspection, she discovered that the other person's hands were empty, there was no gun on his belt, and no knife strapped to his leg.
How did he knock out Tinsen?
A question flashed through the woman's mind.
But she immediately realized: This is an opportunity! The other party has no weapon, so I just need to kill this guy next to me first, and then shoot the one outside the door.
The woman pulled the trigger without hesitation.
"Ok?"
However, she was horrified to discover that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't pull the trigger. It wasn't that the gun was jammed, but that her right hand was completely out of control.
The woman suddenly looked up at Fu Qinghai.
Fu Qinghai gently waved his hand outwards.
The woman's blaster pistol flew from her hand, hitting the dashboard in the cockpit and bouncing back up. Yevander, with lightning reflexes, caught it mid-air, gripped it tightly, aimed it at the Mandalorian standing before him, and shouted:
"Stay still, put your hands up!"
The situation reversed in an instant.
……
"I didn't expect there would be such an unexpected bonus."
Fu Qinghai and Yevander sat in the two seats in the cockpit, looking at the man and woman who were tied up in the crew compartment.
Their helmets had been removed, revealing their true faces: a middle-aged man with a dark brown beard and a young woman with orange curly hair. Both of them had ropes gagged them, their hands tied behind their backs, and they knelt on the crew cabin deck, staring hatefully at Fu Qinghai and Yevand in front of them.
"Take him back to base for interrogation?"
Yevander turned to look at Fu Qinghai.
"Interrogate on the spot."
Fu Qinghai got up and walked towards the two men. He bent down and grabbed the knot of rope binding the prisoners' backs with one hand, lifting the two armored adults, one in each hand, and carried them out of the cabin.
"Wait here for me."
The two Mandalorians saw Fu Qinghai use the Force, so Fu Qinghai will not take them back to the Imperial military base; any interrogation or execution will be handled here.
Fu Qinghai dragged the two prisoners outside the shuttle and placed them on the edge of the boulder platform. Behind them was a dense forest and deep ravine shrouded in mist.
Fu Qinghai untied the rope from the woman's mouth.
Are you a Jedi or a Sith?
The first thing a woman says is this question.
"neither."
Fu Qinghai squatted down, shook his head, and commanded:
“Show me the hands you two used to flip the cards.”
The orange-haired woman frowned, looking puzzled, and said:
"What do you mean? I don't understand what you're talking about."
[You have received 1 Assimilation Point from another Reincarnator]
A cold voice echoed in the woman's heart.
Still pretending?
Fu Qinghai looked at the woman's embarrassed expression and chuckled.
"Then why should I show you the card-flipping hand? You're going to kill me anyway, and I'll just lose a reincarnation item."
After realizing what was happening, the woman immediately retorted with a question.
"He has some brains, but not many."
Fu Qinghai shook his head helplessly and sighed, saying:
"Since you've already thought of this, why can't you think about it more deeply? Why do I insist that you show the hand that flipped the card?"
[Rebel Alliance Faction Reincarnators]
A notification sounded in the Mandalorian's mind:
This reincarnator used the card-flipping technique.
"You are...you are..."
The woman stared blankly up at Fu Qinghai:
"So you're an undercover agent for the rebel alliance?"
"That's right, it's your turn now."
Fu Qinghai readily admitted it and then urged:
"Hurry up, or I'll kick you off the bed."
[Reincarnated Mandalorian Faction]
A notification sound also rang in Fu Qinghai's mind:
This reincarnator used the card-flipping technique.
As expected, it was exactly as Fu Qinghai had guessed.
Which faction?
Fu Qinghai stood up, crossed his arms, and said calmly.
"Children of Watchmanship".
The woman looked up at Fu Qinghai with displeasure and said:
"Could you untie us first?"
"Is he like you?"
Fu Qinghai gestured with his chin towards the bearded man next to him.
"No, he is a local native."
The young woman with orange hair shook her head and explained:
"But he knew of the existence of reincarnators."
……
The woman with orange hair was named Hippolyta.
The man with the dark brown beard is named Tingsen.
Both of them are Mandalorians of the Watchers.
They didn't specifically hide here to ambush Fu Qinghai and Yevander. One of the Watchers' strongholds was nearby. The two were patrolling in the mountains when they accidentally spotted the Lambda-class shuttle in the sky, so they quietly came over to check the situation.
The Lambda-class shuttle is also an iconic spacecraft of the Empire. When the two Mandalorians saw this aircraft in the sky, they were naturally worried that the Imperial army might be coming. So they quietly sneaked up to the top of the nearby mountain to find out what was going on.
"Are you here to conduct reconnaissance?"
Hippolyta asked, rubbing her wrist.
"That's it."
Fu Qinghai sighed and gave a perfunctory reply.
Since the Watchers' stronghold is nearby, the location of his secret base needs to be changed.
Fu Qinghai squatted down and began to ponder.
"Hey, do you know what you've done?"
Hippolyta crossed her arms and said unhappily, while the bearded man, Tinson, squatted on the ground with a worried look on his face and remained silent.
Fu Qinghai looked at her with a puzzled expression.
“The Watchers never take off their helmets. You have taken off both of our helmets. Taking off our helmets is tantamount to the fall of our souls. We have been exiled from this moment on and must complete the baptism ceremony before we can be released from exile and return to our base.”
Hippolyta explained in an annoyed tone.
"Fine, Hippolyta, we've lost."
The bearded man next to her reached out and grabbed her arm:
"I'm just not as skilled as others, there's nothing to say about it."
Fu Qinghai wore an incredulous expression.
"I think I have to remind you that I've already shown you great mercy by not killing you. You and I aren't from the same faction, and even if I killed you, I might not lose any assimilation points. So, please think before you speak."
Fu Qinghai's face turned cold. He stood up and walked step by step towards the female Mandalorian, standing in front of her, looking down into her eyes, and said in a cold tone.
The orange-haired woman froze on the spot, terrified by his sudden, terrifying aura and icy gaze. Her mouth hung open, speechless for a few seconds before she finally murmured:
"I...I didn't mean that."
"What is the current situation of the Watchers? How many people are there? Where is their stronghold? Who is their leader? How many of them are Reincarnators? Tell me all this information truthfully."
Fu Qinghai tapped his forehead with his finger:
"If the Force tells me you're lying, I'll take your guts out, tie them in a knot, and hang them on a tree on the edge of a cliff. Let's see if you get dried out by the wind or pecked to death by birds first."
Fu Qinghai was obviously just trying to scare her.
He did not possess the ability to read minds.
But Hippolyta clearly didn't understand. She took a step back, looking at Fu Qinghai with a horrified expression, and said:
"You are definitely a Sith!"
"Let me speak."
The bearded middle-aged man, Tinsen, stepped forward and stood in front of Hippolyta, looking at Fu Qinghai earnestly and asking:
"If I tell you all the information you want about the Watchers, will you let us leave?"
Do you know?
Fu Qinghai pointed at the bearded man and said to Hippolyta:
"He is more like a reincarnator than you are."
……
The Watchmen, a Mandalorian organization that follows the most traditional and conservative way of life and adheres to the fundamentalist Mandalorian creed, currently numbers only about 140 people.
Among them were 83 local indigenous people.
However, there were a total of fifty-nine reincarnators.
Why is the proportion of reincarnators so high?
Although the Watchers are a small organization, they are very popular among players. The plot of the American TV series "The Mandalorian" revolves around this organization, and the protagonist, Din Jarin, is a member. Many players' understanding of the Mandalorians comes from this organization.
This attracted many reincarnators to join.
However, the Watchers are actually just a very small, extremely conservative faction within the Mandalorian community, probably less than one ten-thousandth of the population. The Watchers have many stereotypes, such as never taking off their helmets, and these stereotypes cannot represent all Mandalorians.
Ding Jarin is currently just a young man in his early twenties, only just starting out on missions. He's not yet the seasoned, experienced bounty hunter from the TV series, nor has he met the fifty-something-year-old green baby who changed the course of his life. Furthermore, according to Tinson, several female reincarnations of the Watchers claim to have already taken his virginity.
Among those fifty-odd reincarnators, there were some quite resourceful individuals. For instance, several Mandalorians were said to have spent a long time in the StarCraft universe and possessed a considerable amount of weaponry from the Terran Empire. In addition, several other Mandalorians were said to have spent a long time in the Halo universe and even possessed a considerable amount of Covenant weapons captured from the Reach battlefield.
But none of them had even a single warship.
In short, this is a force that is relatively insignificant to the overall situation; as long as it doesn't cause trouble at crucial moments, it's fine.
After analyzing the data, Fu Qinghai came to the above conclusion.
This is a classic case of someone who is more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything.
"Can we leave now?"
The bearded man looked at Fu Qinghai and asked.
Fu Qinghai waved his hand, indicating that they should leave quickly.
"You are a person who keeps his promises."
The bearded man nodded solemnly to him and said:
This is the way.
(This is the right path)
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