Cities in Chains: An Apocalyptic LitRPG (The System Apocalypse Book 4) by Wong Tao

Author:Wong, Tao
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-05-30T16:00:00+00:00

We pull out what feels like hours later, the surviving combat Classers and the civilians we managed to gather in an assorted train of transportation vehicles. We have everything from gravity sleds to a 1940s Ford in the retreating convoy, bloody and shell-shocked civilians in all of them. No open wounds—or not many anyway, since the System is busy healing everyone. No more chance these days of someone dying from lingering injuries. Cold comfort, that thought.

But the Sect is letting us pull back. The fighting since I called for our retreat was brutal, the last fight a brief clash with the Blood Warrior’s main body right next to Sam’s truck. Dancing with him, containing his attacks while his friends fired at our grouped civilians, was stressful. The Blood Warrior pulled back fast once Mikito arrived, leaving the field of battle to us. Even the ranged attackers ran away after they realized they were steadily losing people to an unseen attacker. We managed to kill nearly two-thirds of their combatants in all the fighting. We bloodied them enough to force them back, but it’s a Pyrrhic victory at best.

“They still holding?” I say to Ali, even though I can see the information on the map as clearly as he can.

“Yes,” Ali says, fingers dancing. “I don’t think they’ll be dropping more people, but we should keep moving.”

“Sam?” I say, speaking to the Technomancer in the center of the convoy. “Can you talk to whoever is in front to speed up?”

“On it,” Sam says. “We need some hunters out ahead though. The civilians aren’t willing to walk into a monster attack.”

“I’ll send Roland and Shadow,” Lana chimes in from beside me, cradling a beam rifle. “Mikito…?”

“I’ll ask around and find some hunters,” Mikito says, something in her voice that I’m unable to read.

I frown slightly, turning to stare at where Mikito stands on the bed of a truck, but I can’t read anything behind her mecha’s armor.

“Thank you,” I mutter, wondering if this is it. Hoping it is.

I don’t have the numbers, not yet, but I know we lost quite a few of the hunter groups. We lost—badly, this time—and a part of me rebels at the idea. At the loss of life for no damn reason, of the pain and suffering. I find myself gritting my teeth, staring at Vernon while the column draws away from me.

I want to get back in, to make them hurt. But if I do that and they attack the column, I’d just be compounding one mistake with another. Better to stay here. And anyway, Ingrid’s doing her thing, hunting the stragglers, making them hurt inside that city. No. As much as I want to fight, right now, right here is my place.

But I swear, I’ll make them hurt.

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