Chapter 878: Chapter 878
Squad Leader Tong Hong, leading his five subordinates, dashed madly and was lucky to find the Teleportation Gate.
"Get in, quick!" Tong Hong guarded the door, letting the soldiers leave first.
"Squad leader, you first." Wei Sheng, often taken care of by Tong Hong, showed his true feelings at this moment, fighting alongside him with an anxious expression urging him on.
"I don’t need your care, now get the hell out of here." Tong Hong panicked, not many Insect-Humans were behind them, but they were still extremely annoying, especially since firearms were not very powerful.
"Don’t hold the squad leader back," Li Chen shouted as he darted into the Teleportation Gate, knowing that any delay put the squad leader in more danger.
"Squad leader, hurry up," Liu Yang jumped into the Teleportation Gate.
"Lucky there’s room for six," Tong Hong said, picking up the rifle to leave when he glanced at the passageway and was shocked by the sight. That Dortmund soccer fan, leading someone, burst into the passageway followed by a stewardess with ample bosom and curvy hips.
"Damn, beat to it." The Dortmund soccer fan saw the semi-silhouette of Tong Hong, he immediately activated his ability, his body sinking into the floor, disappearing into the passageway. In the blink of an eye, he reemerged from the cabin floor, body still half-concealed as he opened fire towards Tong Hong.
Tong Hong reached the Teleportation Gate, but just as he was about to disappear, a Thunderball hit his left waist, shattering half of his side into mangled flesh, with his kidney turned to a pulp.
"Damn, he got away. Huh, the Teleportation Gate didn’t disappear? Heh, heaven’s helping me too." The Dortmund soccer fan didn’t bother with the stewardess and dived into the Teleportation Gate.
"Wait." The stewardess panicked, fortunate that this Teleportation Gate was permanent and wouldn’t vanish.
Vision darkening then brightening, Tong Hong found himself appearing in a shabby room, the glaring sunlight streaming through the broken window frames, spilling onto the uneven floor, and bringing extreme warmth.
This was an abandoned building, its exterior covered in green plants. A breeze blew, shaking the branches and leaves, creating flickering shadows under the sun.
"Squad leader." Li Chen and the others were startled to see Tong Hong, covered in blood, teleport in, and they rushed toward him. Zhang Kai, who was scouting outside the room in the corridor, heard his comrades’ shouts and turned to run back.
"Run, enemy attack!" Tong Hong yelled, urging his comrades to leave, but it was too late. In just a few breaths, the Dortmund soccer fan had appeared.
"Haha, you bastards, it’s my turn to strut now." The guy was full of swagger, brandishing a Heavy Magnetostorm Rifle and opening fire on Tong Hong; he was in no rush, considering everyone else a newbie, as easy to massacre as chicks.
Tong Hong tried to push his comrades away, but Liu Yang and Wei Sheng instead grabbed his hand, dragging him with them while shooting at the German with their other hand.
The moment the German appeared, the soldiers reacted perfectly. Li Chen and Gao Zhiqiang raised their guns to shoot, all bullets hitting him, but against a Grade S Firefly like him, they couldn’t penetrate the defense.
"Run!" Li Chen yelled, reminding everyone, but he himself tossed aside his empty Ammo Clip rifle and lunged forward, drawing his Military Dagger from his belt, fixating on the German’s eye sockets. He intended to engage in melee to buy time for his comrades to retreat. He knew the enemy was strong, but it was his duty to cover his teammates.
A Thunderball struck the upper half of Liu Yang’s body, blowing it apart; his head fell to the floor and rolled away, while half an arm, clenching a rifle, flew through the air, fingers still tightly on the trigger due to a reflex, the Rifle firing until it clattered to the ground.
A gush of blood sprayed out, splattering on Tong Hong’s face. The warm and wet sensation almost broke his heart with the last of his combat mate’s body temperature.
"Liu Yang!" Tong Hong’s heart convulsed with guilt as he watched his mate die to save him. "You guys run for it!"
Tong Hong pushed Wei Sheng with all his might, then, enduring the agonizing pain, turned one-handed with his gun to shoot at the German.
"Futile effort." The German could have teleported instantaneously but, seeing the stewardess come through the Teleportation Gate, he abandoned the thought and activated the Light Defense Shield instead, blocking all the bullets.
Li Chen reached the German’s side, thrusting out his Military Dagger while slamming a knee into the German’s side, but it was useless against the overpowering German.
The German kicked Li Chen in the chest so fast that it left an afterimage. The soldier flew back like a piece of rag, hurling over ten meters away, hitting the wall, falling down with his entire face distorted, unable to get up.
"Li Chen." As Zhang Ke rushed to the door, he saw Li Chen’s chest caved in, blood flowing from the corner of his mouth. Click! He cocked the gun, just aiming at the German when two Thunderballs hit Li Chen, completely annihilating him and not even leaving a whole corpse behind.
The bullets fired, once again blocked by Firefly.
"We can’t win, get out of here," Tong Hong yelled furiously, and Gao Zhiqiang shouted the same words.
"Haha, you’re the squad leader, huh? Then you’ll be the last to die," the German announced with an evil taste, ready to massacre the remaining soldiers in front of him.
The first to suffer was Gao Zhiqiang, who was closest to him. A Moon Blade shot out from the German’s waist, slicing the soldier’s upper body in half, spilling his viscera in a gruesome cascade, enough to make the flight attendant cover her mouth and let out a sharp scream.
"Brother Zhiqiang!" Zhang Ke cried out in sorrow. He didn’t run away but instead shot at the German.
"Move it," Wei Sheng, not a reckless man, retreated while shooting. But he couldn’t penetrate the German’s defense and got hit in the thigh by a Thunderball, crashing to the ground.
The German laughed as he fired his rifle, blowing Wei Sheng’s head off. Then, looking at Zhang Ke who, with tears and stubborn resolve, kept shooting at him, he cursed before lifting his gun and blasting away Tong Hong’s lower body.
"Combat mates? Bullshit!" the German relished the thrill of the massacre, feeling like a king with the power over life and death.
"Squad leader Tong." Soldier Zhang Ke thought today was hell, watching comrades fall one by one, his spirit taking hit after hit, "Why do we have to suffer this?" Newest update provided by novel·fire.net
"Just... go!" Tong Hong gasped with his dying breath. But the next moment, his eyes lit up, reaching for the Teleportation Gate, his lips moving, pleading for them to save Zhang Ke.
The company commander and Chen Hong entered the room, immediately hit by the stench of blood. Then, as their vision cleared, they saw the dismembered limbs of soldiers strewn across the floor, the redness overwhelming.
The commander’s first instinct was to move, then shoot, while Chen Hong swiftly sprouted wings and flew out the nearest window, so fast that the German couldn’t lock onto her.
As Tang Zheng emerged, immediately smelling the blood, he activated the Light Defense Shield and sidestepped, then as his vision recovered, he took in everything that had transpired in the room.
Whoosh, whoosh, two Moon Blades flew out, killing that Dortmund soccer fan. The Australian Eagle shot out again from the ring, crashing into him.
Phew, the German’s body rapidly descended, vanishing into the floor below, and even the sure-kill Moon Blades were rendered ineffective against the ability to move through space.
"Everyone out." Tang Zheng bellowed, activating his second-stage surge. In such a level of combat, newbies sticking around would only get in his way.
Seeing five soldiers dead, Tang Zheng was determined to take down that German.
The German, arrogant as ever, didn’t flee but suddenly appeared behind Tang Zheng. Thunderballs burst forth, shattering the Light Defense Shield and slamming into the back of his head.
Tang Zheng leaned forward, supporting himself with one hand on the ground. With a powerful twist of his waist, his left leg whipped out like a steel flail.
"SS level defense?" Seeing that the Thunderballs were ineffective against Tang Zheng, his eyes narrowed in surprise. Then he retreated, dodging the whipping leg, intending to use his burrowing ability to escape, as he doubted he could defeat this man. As for the flight attendant, she was of no concern to him.
But before the German could teleport away, he was struck by a sweeping kick and fell to the ground. Following that, an upward kick boomed from below, sending the German flying into the air.
This was a clone summoned by the Mother Empress’ Crystal Heart, having seen the German’s teleportation, Tang Zheng was naturally on guard. The simplest tactic was to prevent him from touching the ground.
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