Chapter 340: Chapter 66 Finale: The Death of the dicine Buddha (Part 5) Chapter 340: Chapter 66 Finale: The Death of the dicine Buddha (Part 5) The action team’s rubber boots stepped into the debris-filled boiler room once again, fifteen minutes later.
Mo Sui stared at Ye Ying’s corpse leaning against the wall, her expression dark and grim.
Crack~
Due to the cervical spine having been corroded and rendered fragile by Disaster Water, Ye Ying’s skeletal fra could not support the weight of the skull, which emitted a chilling snap as it rolled onto the floor.
All traces of Disaster Water had been collected by Li Yan, leaving not a single watermark on the ground.
The intact bullet, the mournful bones, the parched ash, the blood and flesh lingering on the dagger— all this transford into blue digital signals that were absorbed into i Hu’s pupils.
“Besides the psychic shock, the enemy also has abilities similar to strong acid, targeting the human body specifically. There are no signs of the combat suit dissolving. The bullets on the ground are unmarred, without a single wrinkle, which indicates a high likelihood that the enemy carries a dium vibration-type armored device. The blood and tissue remnants on the knife reveal components of alveoli, initially concluding the wounds are in the connective tissue of the bronchial tubes.”
One must admit, this petite woman, swathed in a thick black combat suit with only her face visible, had a particularly sharp eye.
She looked around unpleasantly, her dark red boots stepping on a chunk of concrete: “Mo Sui, this person is not the sa as those ‘outsiders’ we’ve encountered before. You’d better check with Qiao Xing…”
“I understand your point.”
Mo Sui cut her off.
The special operations group had also executed several operations against the outsiders involving arrests or eliminations.
If the truth of the severe winter were a complex jigsaw puzzle, then each of the three powers held a piece of it.
Despite the inner turmoil boiling within him, Mo Sui calmly followed i Hu’s advice and dialed Colonel Qiao Xing’s communicator.
“Hello?”
“Colonel Qiao, did you notify the higher-ups when you added Li Yan to the secondary strike target list?”
From Mo Sui’s tone, Qiao Xing sensed a whiff of unease.
“Commander Liang has seen my plan, and he didn’t veto it.”
Qiao Xing understood Mo Sui’s concerns, but such a fundantal mistake was impossible for him to make.
Mo Sui nodded slightly, his voice much more relaxed as he glanced at the many silent team mbers before him: “If Commander Liang didn’t veto, then it ans he really is just an ordinary outsider.”
He placed emphasis on the word “ordinary” and then hung up the phone.
“Hello? Is the operation going smoothly? Hello?”
Qiao Xing asked loudly, but all that was left on the other end was a busy signal.
At the level of Mo Sui and i Hu, they were well aware that within the war machine, there were secrets beyond their rank’s reach—like the Black Star war vehicle once having a legislation which mandated a tactical strike equivalent to a fourth-tier military force against any individual whose origins couldn’t be ascertained and whose signs of activity were less than six months. It required written approval by a general or a combat committee mber; unauthorized action would lead to the Black Star war vehicle charging the offender with political cris.
The purpose of this legislation was unfathomable to 99% of Black Star war vehicle mbers.
Even Mo Sui and Qiao Xing knew only that the law was intended to protect certain special outsiders.
All of whom, without exception, were exceedingly troubleso to deal with.
Mo Sui just hoped that while facing a fierce lone wolf, they wouldn’t be troubled by the internal affairs departnt. Confirming Li Yan’s identity with Qiao Xing was also ant to reassure the team mbers.
This was a battle to the death, not concerning any potential future troubles.
Mo Sui cast one last glance over the remnants of the battlefield, speaking seriously: “Everyone, switch to low-velocity grenades and use the pump-action chanism. Full-protection suits on. Look at the bones on the ground—if you don’t want to end up like that, stay alert. If necessary, don’t hesitate to sacrifice civilians.”
“Captain, wait a mont!”
A team mber, facing the tactical computer, suddenly cried out.
“I’ve captured the signal where the Tactical Spider sold to the target is located!”
“Where?”
Mo Sui rushed to his side like an arrow.
On the azure map, a red circular marker pulsed and spun, issuing a piercing alarm.
“He hasn’t moved in two minutes. His location is, Colonel Qiao Xing’s monitoring room!”
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The water flowing out of the tap mixed with fresh blood and filled the washbasin, Li Yan shook the water off his hands and stared as the blood in the sink drained into the plug hole, putting aside the gauze and dicine into his personal seal.
He stood in a cramped bathroom, beside him was a corpse whose neck he had twisted.
The “Quanlang Sea Ghost” was highly effective, automatically constricting and sealing his damaged blood vessels, squeezing out the shrapnel from his wounds, and with the aid of dical drugs, these gunshot wounds would not affect Li Yan’s combat ability.
What was more troubleso was the knife from Ye Ying just before death, penetrating deep into the lung root and piercing the trachea—fatal for an ordinary person, and even for Li Yan, it caused a fiery pain when breathing.
Directly above Li Yan was the surveillance room where Colonel Qiao Xing was located.
On his right hand, he wore a copper-colored armguard with an odd design, with eight tallic limbs splayed out, its electronic compound eyes intermittently releasing red glows.
The spectral scan of the All-Function Tactical Spider combined with the life-detection device Li Yan wore in his pupil, could precisely seek out the location of life forms as well as potential weapons.
It was indeed a unique technology of the Black Star armored vehicle.
It had to be said, there were certain areas where Colonel Qiao Xing was not thorough, such as his security.
Having dealt with his wounds, Li Yan licked his lips, pulled out the “Crazy Shocker,” and silently loaded ammunition by the sink.
Upstairs, Colonel Qiao Xing, holding a cup of coffee, paced back and forth anxiously, fearing the special operations team had run into trouble, a situation he least wanted to see.
Suddenly, the communication request from Mo Sui again pierced his eardrums, and as the operator pressed the answer button, Mo Sui’s voice quickly ca through.
“Leave! He’s right below you!”
Colonel Qiao Xing’s pupils shrunk to a sharp point.
Li Yan clicked the magazine into place, raised his hands, and the Tactical Spider on the ceiling projected a red dot.
Before he could fully grasp the unintentional ambiguity of this warning, Colonel Qiao Xing lunged forward forcefully, his reflexes boosted by sixteen types of third-tier drugs, reacted as quickly as possible. As he lunged, he saw the floor bulge, bricks and steel shattered, and countless red-hot tal fragnts surged out, shredding his legs below the knee into a burst of blood and flesh despite his peak reactions!
The mad spray of pellets wreaked havoc in the surveillance room, reflecting viciously. The communication personnel, along with the guards, were affected, almost none spared, the slaughter was severe under the barrage of powerful weaponry.
The severe pain from the loss of his legs plunged Colonel Qiao Xing into a brief faint, only regaining consciousness when his head knocked into a wall corner, instinctively letting out a pained howl.
Ahhhh!
Li Yan quietly retreated into the corner, his teeth clenched tight, grinding together.
His left arm was severed, blood spurting wildly, the pale bone exposed, and as he faded into the darkness, he could clearly see his own amputated arm, along with the shotgun, lying abruptly on the ground, blood profusely flowing.
Li Yan, pale-faced, looked up—through a man-sized hole in the ceiling, behind a monstrous sniper rifle, he saw the face of an old man wrapped in bandages.
As the shotgun blast took Colonel Qiao Xing’s legs, a sniper bullet had also passed through Li Yan’s arm.
“Only an arm was severed? This is a bullet that would kill on contact, even brushing against a mutant creature,” Song Zuo sighed as he ejected the golden yellow shell.
Having fought together, the old man understood Li Yan’s vengeful nature to a certain extent, and with such a suppressed drama between Di Gong Mr. and the wolf, he was bound to co after Colonel Qiao Xing for trouble.
Song Zuo had been plotting this shot for a long ti.
In the surveillance room, the screams and cries mingled; so soldiers were hit in the organs, dying instantly, others had half their heads blown off, an even more grueso death, and many more were just shot through the stomach, arms, thighs, lying helpless in the blood, crying and struggling.
The frailty of the human body was exposed in this mont.
On the battlefield scattered with the stench of blood, Li Yan and Song Zuo’s gazes collided.
“…”
Song Zuo’s face showed nothing, only calm and numbness.
“Tssk~”
Li Yan suddenly laughed out loud, pulling out a hemostatic bandage under Song Zuo’s gun muzzle he wrapped the wound tightly, biting one end with his teeth and giving a slight tug to secure the dressing.
Song Zuo didn’t shoot, he had realized back at Great Demon Lake that Li Yan possessed the ability to teleport instantly.
The blood from the severed arm gradually soaked the gauze, then dripped onto the floor, and Li Yan, from a distance, gestured Song Zuo to co closer with a hook of his finger.
Bang!
The gunshot startled the wild.
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