Chapter 852: Chapter 852

In the temporary camp of the German squad, Tang Zheng and his group found a university student who had been captured, hanging upside down from a tree branch, with his body smeared in honey, attracting countless ants that were nibbling at his flesh.

However, the university student could no longer feel pain, as most of his neck had been severed; his head would have fallen to the ground if not for the skin still attached.

The German air hostess was also dragged over by Yu Manli for Lin Weiguo’s interrogation, but with her hands disabled, knowing her life was over, she didn’t cooperate at all and kept swearing in German.

The two German newbies, besides contributing a B-Class Howling Reaper, had nothing of value.

"Who wants it?" Tang Zheng stepped on a beetle and waved the MG42 machine gun.

"I do." Yang Wei sat on a wood pile, eating the canned beef that Lu Fan had given her, and eagerly raised her hand when she heard him; she had lost her rifle during the escape and desperately needed a firearm for self-defense.

"Can you even carry it? Fanfan, give her a carbine rifle." Tang Zheng ignored Yang Wei. This girl was a burden anyway. As for Gu Xueqi and Sha Ou, they had already received Howling Reapers in the last round and wouldn’t want it.

Rejected by Tang Zheng, Yang Wei’s face turned awkward; she had only thought about the machine gun’s powerful firepower without considering whether she had the strength to carry it.

"Use this instead." Lu Fan took off the G36C he had slung over one shoulder, tossed five clips to her, and then picked up the machine gun that Tang Zheng had run over with.

"Can I have a hand grenade?" Yang Wei, still unsatisfied, eyed the three hand grenades hanging on Lu Fan’s shoulder, eager to have one.

"Trying to kill yourself with weight?" Lu Fan gave her three and then took out another G36C to give her a crash course in firearms knowledge, at the very least ensuring she wouldn’t have an accidental discharge and hurt her own people.

The Firefly man was penniless, other than the gravity gun, his S-Class Moon Blade and S-Class Spatial Wristwatch had some value. The firefly suit was ruined and naturally unwearable. He also had a one-time use S-Class clone prop, but sadly he had already used it. The rest were hardly worth mentioning. However, it was fortunate that he didn’t have strong weapons, otherwise Lin Weiguo might have been seriously injured just now.

"The A-Level gravity gun goes to Gu Xueqi," Tang Zheng decided on his own, distributing the spoils of war to "Gu Xiaohua."

Sha Ou was a little envious, but Gu Xueqi had intercepted the two Germans and had put in the effort, so he was convinced by her performance. Yu Manli pursed her lips; her best weapon was still the one she snatched from the Mechanical Labyrinth, and she was never favored by Tang Zheng. However, she knew she had been shirking her duties, disliked by the group leader.

"The Moon Blade for Xin Lan sister, Weiguo brother, I have an S-Class Curved Knife, captured from the Indian squad during the seventh encounter, never used it, here it’s yours." The team’s equipment was too shoddy, which was a real shortcoming for the Hammer Squad. Except for strong leaders like Tang Zheng who could use captured gear for supplies, other Conquerors were generally poor. After all, enhancing one’s body costs a lot of points, and having one or two S-class pieces of equipment was already a sign of wealth.

"I’ve just realized that we’re even poorer than that pauper Firefly man?" Lu Fan complained, feeling bleak about the future, "To go to the Holy Land, each person needs five S-Class pieces of equipment, and our team definitely doesn’t meet the standard."

"Let’s take it one step at a time," Yu Manli hadn’t even considered going to the Holy Land, staring at the wristwatch, hoping Tang Zheng would divide it amongst them.

"I’ll take the wristwatch to give to Xu Biyun when we get back," Tang Zheng remembered the gaming girl and Bai Guo were still carrying junior space backpacks, feeling a bit guilty as he had an extra one but hadn’t had time to deliver it.

No one had any objections, after all, the Germans were killed by Tang Zheng, who had the right to dispose of the loot.

Besides these, there were almost 200,000 rounds of ammunition, dozens of boxes of hand grenades including a large number of spiritual power bullets, rocket shells, and other supplies worth a thousand points, and the most expensive were twenty Mechanical Nanoinjection Liquids and three First Aid Kits, but now they were all cheap wins for Tang Zheng.

"Haven’t you got any information out of her yet?" Tang Zheng gave out a Nanoinjection Liquid to each person, finishing the distribution, and walked over to the air hostess, of course without giving any to Yang Wei.

Gu Xueqi finally experienced Tang Zheng’s generosity, while Sha Ou imperceptibly nodded his head. It’s no wonder these people were devoted to following him; such boldness was indeed unrivaled.

"We’re running out of time; should I use some torture?" Lin Weiguo was a special forces operator, not unfamiliar with interrogation techniques.

The air hostess glared at Tang Zheng with eyes full of hatred, wishing she could bite him to death.

Suddenly, a thunderclap echoed in the sky, and seconds later, the heavy rain poured down as if there was no end, typical of the tropical climate’s unpredictable nature.

Patat–patat, the rain hit the leaves, instantly drowning out all other sounds, saturating every aspect of the natural world.

"There’s no time left; kill her and move out." Tang Zheng didn’t give the air hostess a second glance or hit her to vent his frustration, "Jing Xiang, you do it."

Jing Xiang jumped, but Sister Hong heaved a sigh of relief, not realizing that this was a sign of Tang Zheng’s abandonment.

Jing Xiang walked over, faced with the bound air hostess frantically writhing and glaring at her with hateful eyes, causing the female employee to shudder.

Slap– Tang Zheng’s hand swung out, striking Jing Xiang across the face, causing her mouth to swell.

"You’re useless; what happened to what you’ve learned? Have you forgotten it all?" Tang Zheng pulled out a straight knife and shoved it into her hands, "Kill her."

Jing Xiang dared not refuse, and amidst tears, she wiped her tears, squatted in front of the air hostess, but couldn’t bring herself to do it after several attempts; truth be told, Jing Xiang had never actually killed someone by hand.

Hammer Squad was instantly drenched like drowned rats, clothes sticking to their bodies, but no one complained. They all stood in place, waiting for Jing Xiang to take action. Yang Wei, too, was startled by Tang Zheng’s sudden rage and obediently stood up.

"Trash, get out of my way," Tang Zheng kicked Jing Xiang in the shoulder, and the flight attendant instantly fell into the mud, in a sorry state. "Gu Xueqi, you do it."

Gu Xueqi looked at Tang Zheng, rainwater cascading off her helmet and following the brim to drip away. Gazing at that resolute visage, Gu Xiaohua drew her military dagger and walked over to the stewardess, grabbing her by the collar, yet she couldn’t bring herself to stab.

The flight attendant spat out a mouthful, the saliva hitting Gu Xueqi in the face, who didn’t falter or retaliate.

"Do you want to be trash too?" Tang Zheng was infuriated. He knew it was probably because he was soft-hearted that everyone in the team, except for the odd ones like Ruan Feifei, Yu Manli, and Dantai, were too emotional. Continuing , they were sure to die without a doubt.

"I am not trash." Gu Xueqi, upon seeing the corpse of the university student swaying in the wind and rain, roared and, gripping the dagger, violently plunged it into the flight attendant’s eye socket.

With a thud, as Gu Xueqi released her grip, the flight attendant’s corpse fell into the rain, the blood just starting to flow before it was washed away.

"Move out, then find a place to take shelter from the rain," said Tang Zheng, who wouldn’t stay in such a place for long. Who knows what kind of wild beasts the blood might attract.

Gu Xueqi’s face turned pale, and finally, she couldn’t help but vomit. Discover more novels at novel•fire.net

Walking through the jungle in a torrential downpour was even more difficult. The ground was slippery and muddy, each step requiring a great deal of strength. Even Lin Weiguo fell several times, not to mention the others. Yang Wei quickly lagged more than twenty meters behind, her figure barely visible.

"Don’t leave me behind," Yang Wei cried out after falling again, utterly exhausted. She wept and yelled, crawling under a nearby tree. But the rain still fell, providing no reprieve whatsoever.

"Instead of wasting energy shouting, you might as well walk a few more steps." Yang Wei, surprised to see Tang Zheng suddenly appear beside her, clung to him.

Yang Wei had no other intentions, she was simply too frightened.

"Keep moving, we only need to go another mile before we can rest," Tang Zheng pulled away Yang Wei’s arms and was about to leave when dozens of blow darts pierced through the rain, aiming for their heads.

Catching a glimpse of these poison darts, resembling silver needles an inch long, Tang Zheng was too late to dodge. He pressed down on Yang Wei’s head, pushing her down, while shrinking his neck and lifting his arm in front of his head.

"Enemy attack," Tang Zheng roared, his voice piercing through the rain to alert the squad ahead.

Ting, ting, ting, a few darts still hit the helmet, creating a sound.

The rain on his head suddenly eased as three green figures armed with spears leapt down from the tree branches, plunging straight for Tang Zheng.

Dozens more sprang from the dense forest, attacking Tang Zheng like hunting cheetahs.

Tang Zheng’s pupils shrank suddenly and with a fierce shove, he pushed Yang Wei toward the tree. He then turned around, shielding her behind him, and in one smooth motion, drew his Beretta M9 from the leg gun holster.

The assailants this time were not human, but a type of Beastman with green skin and lizard-like appearance, capable of changing color, excelling at camouflage. Coupled with the cover of the heavy rain, it was no wonder Tang Zheng hadn’t detected them.

Tang Zheng’s left hand also rose up, and in a swift motion, caught the green spear, tossing it aside to knock down the nearby enemy.

Thud, the third Lizardman’s spear grazed by Tang Zheng’s head, embedding into the tree root.

Bang, without waiting for the adversary to counter, Tang Zheng’s knee flew up, slamming heavily into the creature’s stomach, sending it flying.

Bang, the M9 fired, with the first bullet boring into the skull of the leading Lizardman, blasting its skull open. Its body fell into the muddy water with a splash.

Bang, bang, Tang Zheng fired continuously, as the charging Lizardmen kept falling, but this rather provoked their ferocity as they rushed forward fearlessly.

With his left hand now free, Tang Zheng grabbed his Thunderstorm rifle and began a barrage of fire in front of him. If not for the large tree at his back, Yang Wei would surely have died. There were enemies in all directions, easily a hundred or more. They sprang up like mushrooms after rain.

Gunshots also rang out from Li Xinlan’s direction. Lu Fan, concerned for Tang Zheng’s safety, didn’t break the formation but instead deployed several cars to serve as shelter immediately.

At that moment, Lu Fan desperately wished for an armored war chariot.

Though numerous, the Lizardmen only posed a threat when they attacked by surprise. A frontal assault amounted to a slaughter.

Finding it impossible to break the enemy formation, the Lizardmen abandoned dozens of their dead and decisively left. Of course, the corpses of the flight attendant and the university student were not wasted; the Lizardmen dragged them away as food. (To be continued. If you work, you are welcome to vote for it with recommendations and monthly tickets on Qidian. Your support is my greatest motivation.)