Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 1064 - 38 Punishment Troops_2

Chapter 1064: Chapter 38 Punishment Troops_2

"Group Leader, that’s great," Yu Manli praised, and Ruan Feifei slightly curled her lips. Although she didn’t like Tang Zheng, she had to admit that this man indeed had a charm.

"Stop kidding around," Tang Zheng saw no empty seats, so he didn’t sit down. "How are the preparations going? You guys aren’t planning to just sit here and wait for the Punishment Troops, are you?"

"Fight and run, that’s the plan. We’ve prepared a few buses. Come on, let’s have a drink, relax a little today." Dantai’s preparations weren’t just this; his men were all over the bar, and even on the escape routes, but it wouldn’t matter much. When confronted by the Punishment Troops, most of these guys would probably be scared witless.

Barely five minutes after returning to the bar, three women came over to chat, and after ten minutes, a flock of them had gathered around.

This display attracted the displeasure of some gang members. Accustomed to swaggering, they didn’t care about any police identity; they moved to the bar, intending to teach these two show-offs a lesson.

A group of fierce and menacing men surrounded them, pushing the women aside and staring menacingly at Tang Zheng and Dantai.

"Hey, get out of here," a man with a tattoo on his face spoke up, taking away the bottle in front of Tang Zheng.

"Bartender, two whiskeys, please," Tang Zheng requested indifferently.

"Why are there always so many blind people?" Dantai sighed and handed his bottle to one of the thugs nearby.

After pouring two glasses of whiskey, the bartender hurriedly went to inform the boss.

"Because they need to be fixed up!" As Tang Zheng’s words fell, he and Dantai grabbed the glasses and smashed them onto the heads of the men beside them.

Crash, the glasses shattered, and the fragments embedded themselves into flesh, even into eyes, with blood spurting and the sting of alcohol seeping into wounds. The men couldn’t even yelp before passing out and collapsing to the ground.

Like two fierce tigers, Dantai and Dantai pounced out, flipping the thugs in less than five seconds, leaving them no time to react.

"I got one more than you," Dantai said, throwing aside the unlucky devil in his hand.

Bang, Tang Zheng grabbed a thug and smashed another one who was snickering at the commotion.

"Now it’s not anymore."

The onlookers immediately retreated, not daring to provoke these two fierce gods.

The boss arrived with his men to deal with the conflict. Tang Zheng was contemplating what excuse to make when the announcement from the Red Trojan Horse sounded.

"Thirty seconds until Punishment Troops arrive. Please prepare to engage or flee."

"Attention, as you have involved the native humans in the time of Punishment, the strength of the Punishment Troops will double, and they will unconditionally shoot all natives on the scene to preserve the mystery of the Trojan Horse Game!"

Dantai glanced at the boss and saw no change in his expression, realizing he hadn’t heard the announcement from Trojan, but it was no longer important. He gestured to Li Xinlan and the others in the booth, signaling them to prepare for battle.

"Black Blood Bar’s security seems quite poor," Tang Zheng stalled for time and didn’t let the boss prepare for battle, as that would lead to questions about how he knew, and explaining would complicate things.

The boss was furious and about to confront Tang Zheng when suddenly a huge bombardment sounded, shaking the entire ceiling, causing chunks of it to crumble.

People in the bar panicked instantly, screaming and trying to rush out. Some unlucky ones were pushed down, resulting in a stampede.

Xu Liangmao and Sha Ou stood out, positioned at the perimeter. Whoever charged them was immediately taken down.

The thirty seconds quickly elapsed, and the Punishment Troops arrived. With two teleportation gates opening, Nazi Zombie Soldiers wearing SS military uniforms burst into the dance floor. The natives were thrown into confusion by the unexpected intruders.

Bang, a Nazi Zombie pulled the bolt of a Mauser Rifle, and its muzzle erupted a flame, with a bullet piercing the chest of a prostitute, blossoming a splatter of blood.

Rat-a-tat, a Nazi armed with an MP40 Submachine Gun began firing, and people around him fell like wheat in summer, blood spilling and covering the floor.

A Zombie Soldier carrying an MG42 machine gun appeared, draped with a bullet chain, and as he fed it into the magazine, the gun loaded, ready to fire.

Pang Meiqin and Teng Yuangxiang didn’t care about accidental injuries. The moment the teleportation gates appeared, they flipped behind seats, pulling out the Thompson Submachine Guns prepared beforehand, and sprayed the gunner down.

Bullets whizzing through the bar like fireflies.

"What are these things?" The boss bent down, drawing his handgun, and was about to hide behind the bar when he saw the policeman and his friend brace against the bar and flip over nimbly. Even during this move, they drew their firearms and began shooting at the monsters in the dance floor.

Bang, the boss was shot and fell. Tang Zheng quickly reached out, grabbed his shoulder, and pulled him in.

The boss’s men were not as lucky. A giant Nazi Zombie, larger than the Green Giant, appeared with a huge ammunition box on its back. Dual-wielding two six-barreled Terminator machine guns, it targeted them, and as a hail of shell casings flew, the men in black suits were shredded into broken flesh.

Tang Zheng and Dantai crouched immediately, bullets tore apart the bar and the wine rack, sending wood chips flying and glass shattering. Liquor flowed down, and the scent began to fill the air.