243: Chapter 243 Battlefield Ghost 243: Chapter 243 Battlefield Ghost In a show of sincerity, Habog first took Zhao Guang to the warehouse and handed over the dication to him.
The amount of dication this ti was not small.
They couldn’t deliver it all in one go, so it would last for quite a while now.
Zhao Guang took the items back to his place and then took over Hard-haired Pig’s ho again.
“Just set it down for now, and don’t damage it.
Xi Fei, you keep watch here.
It should only be a few days.”
Zhao Guang decided that once he returned, he would store these items in the warehouse.
However, it seed not very secure, so he still needed to strengthen the warehouse.
It looked like one specially reinforced warehouse wouldn’t be enough; perhaps a second one was necessary for adequate insurance.
When Zhao Guang ca out, Habog and everyone else’s eyes widened at the sight of the empty warehouse.
How did he accomplish this?
It must surely be so mystic power.
However, after exchanging glances, Habog signaled with his eyes for them to keep quiet.
“Let’s go, we’re setting off.” There was no ti to delay, Zhao Guang decided to take action imdiately.
After giving it so thought, Habog still opted to have soone lead the way.
He himself followed with his n, ready to intervene at any mont.
Of course, the weapons were definitely provided by Habog, only he didn’t know where Zhao Guang had hidden them all.
“You guys hold them off at the front later, and I’ll break in from the back, is that good?”
“No problem, just signal us when the ti cos, and we’ll know whether to charge in or not.” Habog carefully handed a signal gun to Zhao Guang, which was their agreed-upon signal.
The next mont, Zhao Guang got out of the car and plunged into the jungle, and those on the outside lost track of him instantly.
Zhao Guang, upon entering the jungle, was like a ghost, completely undetectable to them.
“Boss, what should we do?” soone asked in a low voice.
At this ti, Habog was not holding his usual pot, but the helt on his head still resembled a big tal bucket.
The black clothes he wore must also be a special bulletproof vest.
He appeared round and plump, like an overstuffed bear.
“Approach from the front, move slowly.” After thinking, Habog ordered a defensive approach toward the front.
Soon, the opposing side spotted the approaching Habog and they were very surprised as well.
“Habog, you’re brave to co seeking trouble with so boldly,” a voice bood through a loudspeaker, sounding sowhat distorted and slightly hoarse.
On their side, the loudspeaker ca to life: “Damned Leke, how dare you plant spies on my turf and attack ?
You’re breaking the rules and you’ll pay for it.”
“Hahahaha, stupid Habog, is this your first day in Myanmar?
Don’t you know our rule is that whoever has the might makes the rules?
Surrender now, and I can offer you a decent position.”
“Don’t even think about it, I’ve co here today to take care of you.”
It seed that with the help of Zhao Guang, Habog was feeling much bolder now.
“Good, I admire your defiant attitude.
I hope you can maintain it later.
Wait a second, where did all the people I sent over go?” Leke finally rembered that he had sent people over.
“I’m already here, so of course all the people you sent are down in Hell.”
“Bastard, just you wait.” But at that very mont, gunfire suddenly erupted from inside the base, followed by utter chaos that seed to be spreading continuously.
Just a mont ago, Zhao Guang had stealthily approached, using the Ghost Bottle, with no one able to detect him.
“This information is way off, are these supposed to be the so-called four hundred n?”
After enveloping the base with the Ghost Bottle, Zhao Guang discovered there were at least six hundred people inside, possibly even seven hundred.
But he had no choice but to press on since the arrow was already nocked on the bowstring.
Since he hadn’t used the Ghost Bottle for long before, there was no need to replenish his magic power, so he simply opened it and proceeded.
However, Zhao Guang realized that casting Illusion Technique in front of so many people would be quite draining.
Therefore, Zhao Guang had to limit the use of the Illusion Technique to a certain range, firmly controlling the effects to a specific number of people.
But that was enough—after all, the base wasn’t very large.
There wasn’t a large number that could appear in front of him at once.
Seeing a squad approaching, Zhao Guang directly fired a burst, completely taking them out.
These people never realized they had been ambushed until their death.
And hearing the gunfire, people in the distance beca vigilant as well.
A mont later, a group of people behind a barricade noticed soone coming and imdiately opened fire.
“What’s going on, why can’t they hit, what is that thing?”
Voice transmissions like this ca through their radios, but soon after a burst of gunfire, those people were eliminated.
To the end, they never knew that the person they saw was an illusion, and that Zhao Guang had already moved around to their back.
Without cover, there was no possibility of escape for these people.
Carelessly tossing aside the gun that was out of bullets, Zhao Guang took out another one.
Fighting a real gun battle with other people’s weapons is truly exhilarating.
Every ti he thinks about how these people are not decent folks, any discomfort Zhao Guang might feel vanishes without a trace.
The only thing bothering Zhao Guang was that the aura of death on him was getting heavier.
He would have to properly ditate later to dispel this aura, otherwise anyone who saw him would know that he had just taken out a lot of people.
As Zhao Guang’s assault continued, the people in the base beca increasingly fearful and uneasy.
They didn’t know who was attacking them, how many were attacking them, or even if the attacker was human.
But the constant news of deaths only intensified the fear in their hearts.
“The analysis suggests that there may be just one person coming in.”
“One?
Are you kidding ?
How can just one person take out so many of us?
Do you think he’s a demon?”
“Every person’s dying words said they couldn’t hit him, could it possibly be a ghost?”
Everyone suddenly felt a chill surge in their hearts: “Shut up, don’t talk nonsense.
How could there be such a thing as a ghost?
If there were, we would have known by now.”
“Report, the third bastion has been completely wiped out, the enemy, the enemy seems to have no casualties.”
How is that possible?
Everyone was shocked.
There were only three bastions inside the base.
Though called bastions, they actually looked like ordinary dormitory buildings, but their interiors were carefully fortified defenses.
Under normal circumstances, it would be impossible to break through without the use of explosives.
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