Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 1223 - 90: Forceful Breakout

Chapter 1223: Chapter 90: Forceful Breakout

"Belyaev, release your ability and attack him, Natasha, protect Eve, Milifusiji, Shiyuekefu, charge with me!" the muscular group leader roared loudly. Besides boosting the morale of his own team, he also aimed to shake the opponent’s resolve. However, seeing that the young group leader’s expression remained unchanged, he knew this tactic was ineffective against him.

"As expected, none of the group leaders in this game are simple characters!" In times of crisis, a group leader needs to step forward, reverse the tide of battle. The muscular group leader had prepared for this; if he hesitated, playing a guerrilla warfare, the team’s offensive would definitely plummet. Now, the plan was to attack, attack, and attack again, crushing the opponent completely.

Tang Zheng had not shown it outwardly, but he shared the same assessment in his heart.

As Belyaev waved his hand, the halted carriage twisted, and with the screeching sound, it transformed into five steel puppets, charging at Tang Zheng.

The muscular group leader’s response was superb. If they continued to forcefully breakthrough and failed, they would fall into a quagmire of being attacked from both sides. Tang Zheng, like an evil wolf, would continually erode and strangle them. Moreover, he could almost be certain that the opponent’s vanguard would definitely retreat to avoid their sharp edge.

"Crafty opponent!" In a situation where they had superior weapons and ability users, Tang Zheng did not want to engage in a direct confrontation. He wanted to conserve his strength for a potential third-party force. However, he did not anticipate the muscular group leader’s tactic switch to be so decisive, plunging him into a great crisis.

"Dong Zixuan, jump off the carriage and lead the group members to charge fiercely, prioritizing to take down the newbies first." Seeing nine people charging towards him, Tang Zheng also retreated resolutely. With his current condition, he could not possibly take on nine alone. He should bide his time, allow the Ukrainian team to lose formation, and create opportunities for the policewoman to eliminate the newbies.

The muscular group leader firing his machine gun continuously, but the other side was also firing back. If it weren’t for the five puppets blocking the front, with the opponent’s powerful firepower, fatal casualties might have already occurred. Nevertheless, even so, one of the steel puppets was already half-destroyed, significantly reducing its combat effectiveness.

"Hurry, hurry!" The muscular group leader urged relentlessly, pursuing Tang Zheng. The further they moved from the stopped carriage, the fewer steel puppets they could utilize, and he noticed that even if the team members tried their best, their physical strength was ultimately limited. Eventually, some would fall behind.

"Hurry up!" Upon hearing Tang Zheng’s command, Zhao Dongtao did not hesitate. He jumped from the rapidly moving subway and urgently motivated others, his face contorted with urgency.

The policewoman and the traffic police clearly saw the situation. This was the best opportunity. Once Tang Zheng was killed, the overall situation would be lost, and everyone’s lives might be at risk, so they fought desperately. Rong He, brimming with self-confidence, was also eager to earn points.

"What are you dummies waiting for, jump you cowards!" Zhao Dongtao saw Zhao Xiong, Qian Wen, and Xiu Yingjie hesitating at the broken carriage and cursed loudly.

Zhuo Yijie thought about a scene where he was hit and killed, grabbed a chair, looked at the receding rails and the dim tunnel, felt dizzy, and vomited.

"Don’t miss the opportunity, if they don’t die, we are the ones who will die." The traffic police shouted, then took the rifle and charged fiercely. They were already left behind by almost a hundred meters, unsure if Tang Zheng could hold on until they arrived.

Everyone understood the logic, but jumping off a high-speed subway was truly frightening. Even the policewoman, when jumping off, hit her knee, which affected her running.

"Jump off, I have medicine!" Tang Zheng knew there would be fear, so he shouted into the walkie-talkie. Even one injured person could impose significant psychological pressure on the enemy.

"Fuck it, I’m going for it!" Xiu Yingjie screamed, timed it right, and jumped off, rolling with momentum. Qian Wen gritted his teeth and followed suit, though somewhat hastily, resulting in several rolls and abrasions.

Zhao Xiong quickly followed, but being too hasty, he didn’t manage his landing posture, and solidly crashed onto the rail tracks. His head got cracked open, and as he rolled, a trail of blood followed; his injuries were severe, and he couldn’t get up.

"Jump off, or there’ll be no medicine and you’ll be kicked out of the team," the traffic police yelled into the walkie-talkie, "Tang Zheng, Zhao Xiong is injured."

"Hold on for three minutes, kill the enemy and I’ll come to rescue you!" Tang Zheng yelled back, stopped counterattacking, and while carrying the Howling Reaper, he desperately pulled back, whipping out the rocket shells and loading them into the rocket launcher.

The five steel puppets sprinted vigorously; the fastest one had already caught up to just ten meters behind Tang Zheng. Tang Zheng turned around and fired at it.

Bang—the rocket shell struck the puppet’s chest, resulting in flying shrapnel that peppered the tunnel walls, dense like raindrops beating on banana leaves.

"Protect your heads." The muscular group leader lifted his arm as a piece of shrapnel lodged into his arm, but he didn’t care and continued firing at Tang Zheng. However, he soon emptied the two-hundred-round ammunition box and had to reload, "Dammit, where did this guy get level A equipment?"

Seeing Tang Zheng with the thousand-round Howling Reaper, the muscular group leader was green with envy. He knew that in the Trojan World, some Easter eggs, if used well, could even turn defeat into victory. But unless one was really lucky, like a consort of lady luck, one couldn’t get them.

"Try this!" Tang Zheng suddenly turned back, swinging his arm and throwing an incendiary grenade.

"Get down!" The muscular group leader, still holding his machine gun, managed to shoot the grenade in mid-air with his excellent marksmanship, then hurriedly dropped down.

The intense heat of the flames expanded instantly, spreading all around, and even Tang Zheng had to crouch down to dodge. The flames flew over the heads of both groups like the breath of a dragon, the burning sensation almost causing their skin to lose moisture and crack. Everyone’s heart raced uncontrollably, nearly causing suffocation. If not for the group leader’s quick reaction, the fiery blast could have turned everyone to charred remains.

"Fuck!" Tang Zheng cursed, his hair singed. He dared not use such a broadly destructive hand grenade again, as the muscle group leader’s response was too fast.

The steel puppet at the center of the explosion glowed red-hot with some signs of melting, but it didn’t affect its combat functionality.

"Hold on, they’re almost here." Dong Zixuan could tell Tang Zheng was under tremendous pressure despite not hearing his curse. A normal person would have collapsed under such an intense attack from the whole group, so she urged the others to quicken their pace, though such short sprints were incredibly exhausting.

"FU~CK, if only we had more firepower!" The muscle group leader was a precise shooter. Against a normal opponent, he would have shot them down by now, but Tang Zheng was adept at dodging, and maintaining high concentration for sniping was difficult. Even so, he managed to hit Tang Zheng’s shoulder.

Before the muscle group leader could celebrate, he saw Tang Zheng pull out a familiar bottle and gulp down a potion, nearly making him snort in frustration.

Tang Zheng discarded the empty bottle and flung a hand grenade as he continued his advance. Lamps were positioned every ten meters along the tunnel’s ceiling—a bit dim, probably to save energy—making the tunnel ahead resemble the throat of a monster, filled with an oppressive atmosphere.

"Group Leader, this can’t go on!" Belyaev, though just a soldier, had doubled his physical capabilities after activating his ability, but using his power so frequently was exhausting; his nose was covered in fine sweat beads.

"Forget the two damaged ones, form a new one with the rails, cut him off." Chase as they might, they hadn’t closed the distance and were instead becoming disjointed, which irritated the muscle group leader. Seeing that Tang Zheng had finally run into Belyaev’s puppet control range, he immediately ordered an attack.

"Alright!" With no other choice, Belyaev grabbed with his right hand, and the train rails, as if seized by an invisible giant hand, twisted like noodles. The bolts anchoring them burst, flying everywhere, one striking Tang Zheng’s thigh and slamming him to the ground.

The rails coalesced into an iron man and pounced on Tang Zheng, its fists hammering down and shattering the cement ground with a crash, sending stone splattering.

Tang Zheng rolled away in a disheveled heap. A volley of bullets followed him, with one hitting his back. Had it not been for his bulletproof vest and the space pack, the bullet would have penetrated him.

Crash, the iron man delivered a second blow. Tang Zheng veered left, dodging and picking up an RPG-7, blasting it towards the approaching newbies.

"Block it." The muscle group leader shouted quickly, but there was a mishap in Belyaev’s control. The iron man failed to act as a shield in time.

Boom, the rocket shells detonated, and two slow-members dodged, getting hit by the cement chunks and then tossed by the shock wave.

The muscle group leader cursed their bad luck. On any normal day, the injured could have been treated without fatal consequences, but time was a luxury they didn’t have. The pursuers were fast approaching and opening fire, the constant bullets flying past exerted a tremendous psychological pressure.

"This guy is too tough." The muscle group leader lamented. If only Tang Zheng didn’t have powerful weapons and rapid recovery elixirs, he would have been dead by now. Even he felt a sense of defeat at that moment.

"Group Leader, what do we do? They’re catching up!" Lipstick hadn’t expected the situation to turn this dire. Panic sweat beaded her forehead as she cursed inwardly. The Curl-tongue Captain’s plan seemed doomed to fail now, no thanks to the disappointing Ukrainians.

"Shut up, set up defenses, regroup here, and prepare to fight." In an instant, the muscle group leader regained his composure, his face determined. He wanted the team to rest briefly and then make a concerted effort to deal with the pursuers. After such a long sprint, they must be tired.

"Zixuan, slow down and regroup." Tang Zheng, who had been monitoring the rear, saw the muscle group leader stop and immediately ordered a halt, turning to run back.

Rong He efficiently used his rifle to kill the two Ukrainian survivors injured by the bladt, thrilled by the points earned from their corpses.

Once she set foot on the ground, this was Dong Zixuan’s main battlefield. Inevitably, her Seed Ability was too overbearing; its attack power could easily rank in the top ten among all abilities!

"Don’t exchange fire, release the magma in the middle, and separate the brown-haired woman in leather clothes and the man with scars on his face," Tang Zheng hurriedly reminded Dong Zixuan, fearing the policewoman, relying on her powerful weapons, might opt for full firepower coverage.

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