CCTnovel Chapter 145 Today, we are the cavalry!
Chapter 145 Today, we are the cavalry!
Although I and my strike team of enhanced Beemarines flew as fast as our wings could carry us, took almost no breaks, and had a 10% stamina boost from the 'Homeland Protector' title I equipped, we were still too slow.
According to population count, 5 thousand bees have died today in Camp Rich—out of 25 thousand that were present there on average to dig and guard. Just the thought made me grimace and fly even faster.
My Beemarines could barely keep up with my endurance, even though I had heavier armor and a special spear to carry, but neither of them complained.
The special spear was something Re
They also had other things on them: backpacks, what looked like slings on their belts, flasks. Two had thin, long stone pillars in their hand, which looked like they were just broken off from a nearby pillar mountain.
That casual show of strength was shiver-inducing.
Near me, my squad was watching the giants with wide eyes, too.
"It's like the rumors said," someone whispered. "They use clothes and tools, too…"
"But those ugly faces of them!"
"They are so huge—how many of us will it take to kill one?"
"Well, our sisters did some damage already, and we have been given the gift of Father's blood!"
Despite the situation, I smiled. My daughters never changed, and Beemarines never lost their spirit.
'I should take an example from them!'
With this thought, I looked at the smallest giant. Like my daughters said, his chitin—which clearly offered little to no actual protection—had several angry red stung spots, one of which sat right on his cheek.
And his status confirmed that he had lost some health over it.
〔Human〕
〔Name〕: Jit Yash
〔Health〕: 89 / 95
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〔Stamina〕: 98 / 110
〔Species〕: Intelligent Human
〔Age〕: 16 y
〔Remaining lifespan〕: 74 y
〔Attributes〕
> Strength: 41
> Agility: 47
> Endurance: 55
> Defense: 30
> Intelligence: 100
> Perception: 65
〔Special abilities〕
Fast Learner IV, Sweat, Throwing Wrists, Throwing Elbows, Efficient Running V, Muscular Adaptation, Fat Padding, Pack Tactics
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Just by glancing at these three, I could be left without a doubt that despite their alien appearance, they were humans, and from the same family, too. A teenager, a man who could be his father, and the father's father.
I saw them opening their jaws and exchanging words in a strangely flowing language. Their voices were loud enough to carry over all this distance!
Then Vit Yash—the middle-aged one—began walking toward Camp Rich. There were several hundred meters toward it, but the giant would cross the distance quickly.
This made me finally look toward Camp Rich, and my eyes widened.
I didn't see any open fire at the moment, but it was still smoking. Piles of charred wood and bodies of bees were lying over the entrance—several dozen, at least!
And this was just the entrance. What was going on inside, I feared to imagine. And clearly, if humans had their way, things would be even worse.
There was a bitter taste in my mouth, but despite it, I clenched my jaw in determination.
"My girls, my Beemarines and my Commandos! You see that our enemies have attacked once and now are about to attack again. I know you are tired already, but it's just one final push. Your sisters are waiting for us!"
"They won't have to wait long, Father!"
"We will protect them!"
"You made us strong, and we won't disappoint!"
"Then, my daughters, let's fly and sting! Today, we are the cavalry!"