Chapter 1484: Chapter 1484
"Group Leader, this isn’t a game. There’s no resurrection once you’re dead," Wei Xiangnan clutched the sleeve of the Warcraft man, reminding him that for them, resurrection was an extremely luxurious concept, those 10,000 points were almost impossible to accumulate.
"Yeah, that’s right, looks like we need to get a resurrection card," said the Warcraft man, stroking his chin, then sighed, "Alas, those things are hard to come by, even with points you can’t just buy them."
"Tang Zheng has one!" Pang Meiqin muttered.
Ever since seeing Tang Zheng’s clone resurrect in Dark Fairy Tale, the Beautiful Leg Stewardess learned from Tang Zheng that Shang Wu had given him a resurrection card when he left the Trojan Room. The value of such a thing could mean a whole life; that woman was indeed exceedingly generous.
"I think we can turn this around. Now that Fatty’s team has lost so many people, their morale must be shaken," the tough guy’s combative style was unmistakable. Given the chance, he would pounce and viciously rip a piece off.
"Too risky. The enemy has the upper hand in timing, location, and manpower. Just the disadvantage in numbers is irreparable. Plus, they can get reinforcements at any time. Once we are held back, it’s over," Yue Jing disagreed.
"You’re just a coward," the tough guy remembered the time this guy called for reinforcements on the subway and looked down on him. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ Nove1Fire.net
Yue Jing was frustrated, his face turning beet red.
"Yue is right, once we fail, we won’t have a chance to turn the tables again, so we must be cautious. Let’s stick to wolf pack tactics. Attack when there’s a chance, exhaust them," Kevo realized, being a fellow strategist, that he didn’t have much presence himself.
"Quick, look at the Hero Ranking!" Fu Tianxiao screamed, interrupting the argument.
On the ranking, Dantai’s rank soared like a shooting airplane, just two spots below Tang Zheng. All these points were gained through his just previous commands, sadly his psychic type could only provide support, which was a disadvantage in competing for kills; otherwise, he could have ranked even higher.
"Wow, I’ve moved up too, nice." Warcraft man bubbled with pleasure, he loved looking down on others on the ranking boards.
"I’ve moved up too," Wei Xiangnan was thrilled, other people also showed happy expressions, lightening the atmosphere, a change from the initial pressure of being chased.
Because they annihilated the chasing squad—over seventy people, including six group leaders—Tang Zheng’s makeshift team saw a collective rise in points. Of course, if they included Queen Mu’s team’s war results, it would be even more substantial.
Currently, other teams also noticed the changes in the Hero Ranking.
"That Chinese kid is doing alright," Vasily joked while drinking Vodka and broke into laughter.
"Looks like they’ve ambushed quite a few enemies," Natasha wore no expression and wasn’t envious of these war results, as she could catch up anytime.
Other regional Trojan Squads didn’t confidence, their faces grim as they stared at the list, attempting to see through it.
"Remember these names, the Warhammer team will be formidable opponents."
"Don’t provoke them for now!"
Japan, Southeast Asia, Black Africa, South America...
The powerhouses from these regions began to pay serious attention to Tang Zheng’s party; some wanted to kill them quickly, while others did not want to confront them, choosing to avoid them as much as possible.
"Tsk, really bringing honor to our China Region, even pressing down the world’s second-ranked team."
As teams also from the China Region, they generally harbored little jealousy; besides admiration, they simply hoped for their compatriots to shine, although, some also held a pessimistic view.
"He’s being so audacious, definitely becoming a prime target."
"Not far from a team annihilation."
Regardless of the evaluation, the fact was that Warhammer team became famous once that list was seen. Seeing Dantai’s score rise the most revealed his role as the commander in the team battle.
"Hey hey, right after the Group Leader shines, it’s the Deputy Leader’s turn. This Warhammer team is really eye-catching," a young black man with a buzz cut sang RAP as he crushed the head of an enemy in his hand.
He was a member of the LA Demon Night Saints Team, a Level 2 Hero, nicknamed the Darknet Shepherd. He noticed the changes in the Hero Ranking list the instant they appeared.
"To be worthy of appraisal, you have to survive to the end. If you die, all the talk is wasted," a red-haired girl with pigtails, wielding a huge handgun, single-handedly restraining more than half of the Trojan Squad and doing it with ease.
"I’ve seen this young man before, quite a good youngster," Bingxu suddenly said while engaged in battle with a Mitochondria BOSS, which surprised the group members, as the Group Leader rarely praised others.
"Don’t get distracted, continue fighting," the voice of Smiling Witch in the communicator made the allied troops immediately fall silent._
Fatty led the allied forces to the battlefield, the bloodshed along the way already gave them a bad feeling, but seeing tens of battered corpses carelessly discarded shocked them.
"They’re all dead? Am I seeing this right?" a Conqueror rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
"Level 2 Heroes eight, Level 1 Heroes sixteen, that’s right, all are dead." The strategist knocked on his communicator, which only emitted static, and didn’t bother to call for help.
"Group Leader, do we continue the chase?"
Fatty hadn’t responded yet when explosives buried around detonated, and the shock wave instantly engulfed the allied troops, knocking them off the building.
"Enemy attack!" Everyone was in disarray, quickly activating their shields, some even fired shots aimlessly in intimidation.
"Quiet, there are no enemies," the strategist yelled. Such tactics would never kill the Conquerors; it was merely to annoy their own side.
Fatty wanted to chase after them to vent his anger, but seeing the anxious and hesitant expressions of his subordinates, he gave up.
"Tell Ferrando to send someone over." Fatty was truly furious to the point of vomiting blood.
The battle temporarily calmed down, and everyone finally had a chance to catch their breath.
"What do we do now? Meet up with Vasily?" The tough guy glanced at Zhu Kefu, his meaning clear; he didn’t trust these foreigners.
"Start with those soldiers, look for clues to clear the game Parasite Eve," Kevo stepped forward, needing to show his worth or else he’d just be a background presence.
"Those who can’t mutate, go bring Aya over," the tough guy’s voice was cold. These guys weren’t very useful in combat, just enough to watch over Aya since they were physically enhanced, no pressure in handling an ordinary person.
Those newbies who were named didn’t move and looked towards Dantai.
"Go ahead." Dantai also needed to give the Conquerors time to recuperate; he couldn’t be personally involved in everything, "High School Student, you lead the team."
"Alright, Vice Captain," the High School Student was very serious, wanting to do well in every task.
"Hey, kid, has your hair started growing yet?" Amongst the five survivors, the High School Student was the lowest ranked, naturally, there were those who were dissatisfied.
Li Huiwen, who hadn’t mutated, but relied on his relationship with Xu Liangmao, did not move, and seeing Dantai didn’t say anything, he felt relieved.
Due to the sudden fight, Aya was tied up and left in a house.
"You guard the door; we’re going in." When they got to their destination, the High School Student pointed at Gao Liangcai and went into the room with the other three after unlocking the door.
"Ptui, really acts like he’s the captain," Gao Liangcai spit out in disdain but didn’t dare to disobey; he knew the Old Soldier valued this young man so didn’t want to cause trouble, but this lecher hadn’t mended his ways, stretching his neck and peeking inside when he heard Aya’s voice.
"Deserving of being mixed-blood, quite beautiful," Gao Liangcai muttered, shouting to his allies, "Hey, stop groping, be careful the Team Leader hits you."
Aya was tied up back-to-back on a chair in the living room, the rope accentuating the curves of her chest.
"Touching a bit won’t get her pregnant, right? I just got scared half to death protecting her; what’s wrong with a slight touch? Consider it a reward," a young man cursed, initially just reaching for Aya’s rope, but the light scent of her perfume and the sight of her legs revealed by her bridesmaid dress unsettled him, and he reached out his hand.
"What are you doing?" the High School Student grabbed his hand.
"You little brat, where do you get a say in this?" The young man became angrily embarrassed and raised his fist to hit him.
"Stop arguing and let’s take her back quickly; if we encounter enemies, we’ll surely die," the other two men had no interest in taking advantage yet, pulled out a folding knife, and just as they began to cut the rope on Aya, something unexpected happened.
Crack, like lightning, Aya’s hand stretched out, directly breaking the man’s wrist, seizing the dagger, then stabbing it into his eye socket and pulling it out, the ruptured eyeball flying out, and the corpse collapsing.
The three high school students were shocked and for a moment did not know what to do; after all, if they killed a hostage, they would be blamed.
In that moment of hesitation, Aya’s beautiful leg stomped into the young man’s groin, making him scream like a slaughtered pig.
"I’m going to kill you!" the young man roared, but his voice cut off abruptly.
Aya’s dagger stabbed into his mouth, stirred forcefully, turning his tongue into minced flesh, blood flowing everywhere.
Rip, she sliced the dagger horizontally, cutting open the young man’s cheek, then stabbed it backwards into his eye socket, killing him.
Boom, the High School Student’s eyes emitted a laser, grazing by Aya and blasting into the ground, creating a huge hole.
"Drop the dagger, or I’ll kill!" the High School Student drew his handgun, aimed at Aya, "Vice Captain, something’s happened."
"Yes, put down the weapon," another man also pulled out his handgun, his mind in chaos. Not only had the mission failed, but two men were dead; they would be blamed upon return.
"What happened?" Gao Liangcai not being very brave, was just about to enter the house when he saw Aya efficiently kill two men, scared him to pee, and he turned to run.
Aya bent down, pretending to put the dagger down on the ground, the movement exposing parts of her fair chest.
The High School Student and the man instinctively glanced over.
Whoosh, Aya’s wrist shook, and the dagger shot out, stabbing straight into the High School Student’s eye socket.
Puff, the High School Student was hit, he didn’t scream, but with one eye shot a laser, targeting Aya’s right foot.
The other man reacted slightly slower, the bloody scene momentarily overloading his brain, but still he mutated, lunging towards Aya.
Aya performed a backward somersault, dodging the laser ray and at the same time, her right foot, like a battle ax, kicked upwards into the High School Student’s chin.
Crack, his jawbone completely shattered, the High School Student, spitting a mouthful of broken teeth, flew out.
Aya supported herself with her hands on the ground, her legs opened and spun like a spinning top, clamping the mutated man’s head between them, and using inertia twisted her waist, directly breaking his neck.
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