Chapter 149: Ensure He Comes But Never Returns
Honchkrow dropped "Haze" on the spot, and immediately after, Arthur decisively set out again.
"Keep moving! As long as we don't let the enemy pinpoint our position and complete an encirclement, we still have a chance!"
"In the first wave of the firefight, we had the absolute advantage. We just need to keep kiting and fighting these kinds of encounter battles!"
"Kevin, you have to keep up too!"
Arthur's train of thought was very clear, his commands reasonable and distinct; Kevin understood every word...
But in the process of execution, why did that efficiency just look so ridiculous?
The feeling was just like attending a math class: every step sounded so natural, continuous and differentiable, but once strung together, you felt like you just couldn't understand it at all...
Eventually, Kevin had gradually given up on trying to understand Arthur's tactical thinking.
Just focusing on running with his head down was the right thing to do...
Do whatever is said, empty the brain...
Besides being so tired that his consciousness was somewhat blurry, other things seemed to be going quite smoothly...
On the other side, at the Stitched Shadow Army's command layer, things clearly weren't feeling so smooth.
"What on earth is going on?! Since when did the Leader's Gengar become so adept at tactical kiting?! Wasn't his past fighting style always very brainless?!"
The temporary commander here was, at this moment, stamping his foot in anger.
Dayna and Linda were currently rushing over en route, and their radios were incessantly asking him about the battle situation.
Originally, the commander had been full of confidence, believing that since he had betrayed the Leader and defected to Big Sister Head Dayna, he absolutely had to properly present a reliable certificate of loyalty.
Gengar's head... it's decided, it'll be you!
Although he also knew the Leader's Gengar was very strong, but, sir, times have changed!
It was long past the era where Pokémon dominated the battlefield!
With dozens of men surrounding Gengar like this, how many can you kill with one skill? The remaining people, each giving you one volley, will obliterate you in minutes!
The idea was very plump.
But reality was very bony...
His boasts had just gone out not long ago, the bull hadn't even gotten into the sky yet, and the bragging had already crashed and burned...
"Sir! The outer first and second blockades have both been breached! The opponent didn't linger to fight; they advanced very quickly! Our men are completely entangled, fundamentally unable to catch up to the enemy's pace!"
Actually, the subordinate's report was already very generous.
The real situation wasn't just a problem of not being able to catch up. Rather, small teams that caught up were just feeding kills; medium-sized teams that caught up couldn't hold them. As for large teams...
The moment a large team showed its head, the opponent directly slipped away; they couldn't even catch a shadow.
In this era, on large-scale frontal battlefields, human gunpowder kinetic energy weapons had admittedly already overwhelmed Pokémon, replacing the latter's protagonist status. However, in small-scale raid and encounter battles, Elite Four-level Pokémon possessing powerful individual abilities were still invincible kings!
Specter was precisely such a king!
Arthur... if one ignored species, could barely count as one too.
The two of them coordinating together, under the circumstance that the enemy had no time to form a meticulous encirclement, could be said to be killing anyone who blocked their path, be it human or god!
The terrifying battle record they created in a short time almost left Kevin watching numbly...
All of this left the Stitched Shadow Army's temporary commander completely caught off guard.
"Why? Why did that Gengar suddenly become so brainy? Didn't we capture that Mismagius? Why isn't he angry at all? Why is he, instead, more rational than usual?!"
The commander fired off a series of questions, but none of his subordinates could answer him.
In the past, Specter's fighting style was indeed not this refined.
Firstly, his combat philosophy was still largely stuck two hundred years ago, an era where only peak Pokémon could counterbalance other peak Pokémon.
Secondly, it was also because his previous identity was the boss of the Stitched Shadow Army, and most of the time, he was followed by a group of underlings.
He only needed to output damage to his heart's content; there were always underlings to take the bullets for him.
Over time, the impression he left on people became that of a violent, brute-force evil ghost who only knew how to dismantle everything.
Who could have thought that now that the evil ghost had found his master, his mind would suddenly become enlightened!
By the time the temporary commander came to his senses, in the most recent firefight reports, the enemy's position was already very, very close to Mismagius!
If this continued, not only would he fail to obtain his certificate of loyalty, but he himself would likely be done for instead!
Damn it!
What the hell am I supposed to do!
Fortunately, at this moment, Cadre Dayna's—or perhaps now one should call her Leader Dayna's—voice came through the communications again.
"Abandon all outer encirclements. Ambush near Mismagius! My Pokémon will coordinate your actions."
At this moment, Dayna had already keenly realized: Gengar's change... that youth's influence was definitely behind it!
"Originally, I thought the mastermind hidden for a hundred years would be a terrifying schemer. The result, unexpectedly, is a charge-into-the-fray type warrior, huh?"
"Heh. But this way is also good. What I feared most was that you would abandon Mismagius and not want her. In that case, I might still admire your decisiveness a bit. But now... I will definitely ensure you come but never return!"
Dayna gritted her teeth and muttered to herself.
At this moment, she had clearly, in substance, completed the seizure of power from Oliver. After Linda proactively yielded, the broken and tattered Stitched Shadow Army was already entirely in her hands.
But pride and confidence still drove her to continue pursuing and killing Arthur!
Because she refused to admit defeat!
She was unwilling to just let go of this mastermind who, in her perspective, had played the entire organization for over a hundred years.
Strong people are always confident, stubborn, and paranoid.
But sometimes, excessive paranoia can also attract unnecessary trouble...
At this moment, the Slowbro and Jynx that Dayna had left on this battlefield had already retreated from the front lines, maintaining full vigilance as they guarded Mismagius's side.
Slowbro, also known as Slowpoke/Slowbro, in the wild, are formed when a Shellder bites a Slowpoke's tail, and the two Pokémon evolve together.
Of course, modern human scientists have also already researched technology that allows Slowpoke to independently evolve into Slowbro without the aid of a Shellder.
Many Slowbro in the human world evolved in this self-reliant manner.
Their attributes are Water/Psychic. Their body shape is like a pink, upright little dinosaur, with a large conch shell (likely Shellder) fitted onto its tail.
Jynx, on the other hand, is an Ice/Psychic dual-attribute Pokémon, humanoid in form, looking like a woman wearing a long dress.
These two Pokémon were both Dayna's mainstays. Though neither could defeat Specter in a one-on-one fight, if the two Pokémon joined forces, they might not necessarily lack the power to put up a fight!
Not to mention, there was also an Electivire and a Raichu left behind by Linda nearby.
Four main Pokémon belonging to cadres guarded this location, coordinated with a nearby four-person combat squad. In the temporary commander's view, this place was already foolproof!
If that Gengar dared to come, they would definitely ensure he came but never returned!
Although Dayna and he had, unintentionally, successively and synchronously expressed the same sentiment...
However, the next moment, what was bound to come, still came!
"Kevin, drop Haze!"
Arthur, in the darkness, once again gave a similar command.
At this moment, Kevin, behind him, so tired his legs were sore and aching, his eyes dazed, had almost formed a conditioned reflex to this command.
He felt that after this one night, his future dreams would all be filled with "Kevin, drop Haze!"
Although somewhat horrifying, the benefit was—regardless of whether it was him or Honchkrow, their use of this move was now incomparably proficient!
Their skill mastery had clearly gone up a level!
(End of Chapter)
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