The Nowell Foundation is also known as the Mercenary Bereaved Family Mutual Aid Society.
Its main function is to provide various forms of assistance… money, medical care, childcare, education, etc., to the bereaved families of mercenaries after their death, ensuring their survival rights.
Of course, running such an institution requires a lot of money, and the source of that money is contributions from active mercenaries from all sides.
This is an account that can be called a miracle and is extremely sacred, not allowing a single stain of filth, and absolutely cannot be associated with the word 'corruption'.
With this as a backing, mercenaries who make a living on the edge of a blade year after year have even fewer worries.
The scenario of comrades being taken hostage, similar to 'surrounding the body to ambush rescuers', happens frequently on the battlefield.
However, the captured comrades more often tend to choose suicide.
This is the impact of the Nowell Foundation… at least it prevents mercenaries' lives from becoming cheap.
That being said...
This is the Dark Continent.
Every person is crucial!
Botobai's gaze was cold as he used the two corpses as ammunition, blocking the Nen Bullets for a moment while also serving as an attack and a distraction.
Having personally shattered their comrades' bodies, the remaining Stonewall Squad's members showed no mercy.
Concepts like 'resting in peace' were never connected to them.
A dead person is just a pile of rotten meat… that was their value system.
So, they straightforwardly pulverized their comrades' bodies, ensuring their vision wasn't obstructed.
Immediately after, the concentrated lines of fire quickly and ruthlessly shifted back to Botobai.
"Fall back!"
Muheer's cold voice, amplified by Nen, covered the sound of gunfire within the area.
The five Stonewall Squad's members holding another line of fire didn't hesitate to obey the command, willing to abandon the high concentration of their firing line just to create distance from Botobai.
Seeing those five Stonewall Squad's members beginning to escape the attack range, Botobai felt it was a pity and could only turn his target to the robot on the broken wall.
He didn't want to be kited from both sides, and the main source of firepower for the Stonewall Squad was that robot.
Most of his injuries came from that Stonewall Squad robot.
'Taking out the main firepower point can negate the disadvantage brought by the wounds. If this drags on too long, I'll...'
Botobai abruptly changed direction, charging towards Golem like an unstoppable tank.
'What a tough guy. As expected of a top-tier Enhancer.'
Muheer watched Botobai's actions of evading while withstanding some Nen Bullets, but inwardly sneered.
No matter what choice Botobai made in the center of the battle, once he stepped into the [Bear Trap], the only outcome was to be killed by their concentrated fire.
This was the winning move gained from seizing the initiative.
A seamless barrage of Nen Bullets continuously struck Botobai's body, causing violent ripples on his sturdy Nen membrane.
Most Nen Bullets were ineffective, but a portion successfully pierced Botobai's skin, leaving bloody holes.
The injuries visibly increased, and Botobai successfully entered the range where he could attack Golem.
However, under Muheer's cold gaze, the ground in front of Botobai suddenly exploded.
"Dammit!"
Botobai's eyes were instantly filled with the roaring heat wave, and then his body was blasted away by the explosion's impact.
The amount of explosive in the bomb was controlled with extreme precision, making the power sufficient to blast Botobai away without harming themselves.
Botobai flew backward, then rolled several times on the ground before stopping.
The bomb naturally didn't injure Botobai, but it blocked a crucial close-quarters charge.
From the explosion to Botobai being blasted away, the Stonewall Squad still didn't cease fire.
Continuous Nen Bullets fell like raindrops, frequently hitting Botobai's large frame.
Precise and ruthless, giving the impression that even if Botobai turned into minced meat, they wouldn't stop firing.
Botobai quickly got up under the hail of gunfire, wanting to escape the Stonewall Squad's fire lock. But the other side was professional-grade, skillfully using the impact force of the Nen bullets to forcibly keep Botobai within the fire strike zone.
This was a truly despair-inducing level of team coordination. If it were squad versus squad, it might be different, but Botobai was alone, completely suppressed.
That Stonewall Squad of only eleven people actually managed to create the effect of over a hundred Nen Users cooperating.
Botobai deeply felt the situation was unfavorable and had wrongly underestimated the other side's sustained combat power and frontal striking power.
'What's going on? If they are Conjurers, their sustained Nen Bullet output should be limited, and single-point striking power shouldn't be that high. If they are Emitters, constrained by the conjured firearms, they couldn't possibly possess such strong firepower either.'
Botobai's expression was somewhat unpleasant. He had misjudged the Stonewall Squad's firepower and lost the initiative.
If things continued to grind on like this, forget about defeating the Stonewall Squad… he might even meaninglessly sacrifice his own life.
Having figured out the key point, Botobai decisively retreated, withdrawing from the Stonewall Squad's firing line range.
He had just killed two Stonewall Squad's members, and another five had retreated, causing a serious gap in the fire encirclement, enough for Botobai to safely withdraw.
Seeing Botobai's actions, a cold smile appeared at the corner of Muheer's mouth.
When a wolf pack hunts, and the prey is injured and bleeding, they will wait patiently for the prey to lose its strength to resist.
Golem holding the firepower point might make one think they are a fixed turret, but that's not actually the case.
White flames suddenly shot out from the bottoms of the robot's high-tech steel feet. The brick wall at its footing was melted into a high-temperature molten pit by the flames, and the heavy body floated up, aided by the thrust.
Golem was a rare top-tier Conjurer, able to easily conjure various modern firearms and even heavy weapons, including this high-tech robot.
It seemed their imagination was different from ordinary people, so the difficulty of conjuring items was much lower than normal, and relatively immune to the constraint rules that Nen Users themselves face.
Such a person, naturally suited for Conjuration, is extremely rare even among billions of people.
The firearms and military equipment held by the Stonewall Squad's members were basically all conjured by Golem.
That's why Botobai was confused about the Stonewall Squad's members' Nen Types.
Because the firearms used were conjured items from an external source, the Stonewall Squad's Emission-type Nen Users only needed to convert their Nen into 'ammunition' to produce highly effective killing power.
This simplified process was key to the seamless firepower and meeting the power standard.
Botobai actively withdrew from the firing line, and the Stonewall Squad closely followed behind.
They had already marked Botobai with 'slow death'. Now they just needed to wait at their ease for the moment Botobai walked towards death.
Golem was too strong...!
In every battle, the Stonewall Squad's members, including Captain Muheer, would genuinely admire Golem's strength from the bottom of their hearts.
Among the group of Conjurers, they dared to assert that Golem was the world's number one Conjurer!