Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 1552 - 14 Step by Step as a Battalion

Chapter 1552: Chapter 14 Step by Step as a Battalion

Whether they are purchased or captured, possessing expensive power armor itself represents formidable strength. If the Vietnamese and Indonesians still had some schemes in mind before, now they only thought of being reliable support and quickly completing the mission to return home.

Cooperating with such a formidable team put tremendous pressure on the two group leaders, and in just a few hours, they had seen plenty of group members with decent potential in this team who would be tricky to handle in combat.

"Fellow villager, declare your origins, perhaps we can find a way to avoid conflict." Dantai’s brows were furrowed with a suspicion so thick it could not be dispersed—why did Silver want everyone to attack the Conquerors?

The target man wasn’t stupid; from the attitudes and the aggressiveness of these people, he could tell there was absolutely no possibility of negotiation. He focused on charging fiercely forward, not wanting to expose more information that might put the other members of the team in danger.

"Don’t wait, kill him first, then think about other matters." Yu Deye lurked on the outskirts, wielding a heavy machine gun. The bullets, augmented with ability, missed none, all striking the target man, causing the armor to spark and fragments to fly.

Yu Deye had no persuasive power at all, the Warhammer team didn’t heed him, which almost drove him mad.

"Group Leader Tang, full firepower!" Ruan Chenghao and Latif were also urging, as the commotion here had already led some people to call the police, and the sound of sirens was approaching from afar.

"Full strength!" Tang Zheng’s white dwarf star appeared overhead, radiating a gravity field all around.

The addition of Dantai further limited the target man’s performance. The two group leaders were not going to miss such an opportunity, unleashing their ultimate skills in a rush to snatch the kill.

Jiang Xiuming’s expanded range of attack left the two group leaders, although resistant, unavoidably in a stalemate without their guard up.

Mu Nianqi’s Northern Wind Ring was the sharpest. After Bai Guo emerged from the target man’s shadow and added two wounds to his back, she shattered the flame shield wall and severed his neck.

A skull flew into the sky, and the headless corpse, spraying blood, fell to the ground.

"What are you doing?" Latif managed to hold back, while the hot-headed Ruan Chenghao questioned Jiang Xiuming.

"What do you mean?" Jiang Xiuming feigned ignorance, not admitting anything.

"Enough, let’s withdraw!" Tang Zheng interrupted Ruan Chenghao and left the utterly wrecked Hot Pot City.

To keep up appearances, Tang Zheng forbade everyone from driving sports cars, so they all boarded a tourist bus—neither the Vietnamese nor Indonesians had one, but Lu Fan provided one as a friendly gesture.

The police arrived quickly, even a squad of fully-armed armed police. Tang Zheng found a passerby to ask and learned that a big incident had occurred in the city today—several malls had mysteriously caught fire, causing many deaths. As for the Terracotta Warriors, no one saw them.

"Stop racking your brains, the Conquerors seal off news very quickly." Dantai comforted Tang Zheng, as he looked towards the few newbies with broken legs.

"Do they need treatment?" Although Dong Zixuan told Gu Xueqi to treat them, the school beauty didn’t take action.

"No need." Dantai’s icy tone stunned the few still moaning and pretending to be pitiful, then they immediately pleaded with him.

"Shut up, all of you." Yu Deye raised his foot and kicked over, finding amusement in abusing newbies.

Beep beep, the hint sound rang out, and a new target appeared on the screen.

"Seems like a beggar?" Looking at the filthy avatar with hair like a bird’s nest, Lu Fan gave his assessment.

"This guy, I know him, he’s a habitual criminal, often posing as a beggar around the train station area, and when the chance arises, moonlighting as a thief too." Dong Zixuan is truly someone from the enforcement agency.

"It’s stress-free to kill this kind of person, no moral burden!" Li Huiwen pretended to be innocent, but no one responded, leaving her somewhat embarrassed.

This time Silver didn’t provide a map with a red dot, which was a bit more troublesome.

"Split up, after you find the target, don’t act rashly, wait until everyone has gathered before making a move." After reaching the train station, Tang Zheng waved his hand, instructing the people to scatter.

"What about them?" Shen Qingshuang pointed at the newbies, it would save time if they were allowed to search together, but she couldn’t ensure they wouldn’t try to escape.

"If you want to survive, you only have the option of following us to complete the mission. Of course, if you want to leave, I won’t stop you, because doing so means you’re undoubtedly going to die." Tang Zheng couldn’t be bothered to waste time on newbies who weren’t even qualified to be cannon fodder.

"Exaggerating scare tactics, let’s go, report to the police, get them all arrested." Seeing the Conquerors leave, the beaten-up young Lee was resentful and wanted revenge.

"Right, arrest them all." Catwoman couldn’t wait to crush the bones of those people.

Watching those people leave, some were hesitant about calling the police, but many still stood there, not planning to go anywhere.

Lee cursed as he walked away from the square in front of the train station, crossed the street, was about to hail a taxi, when his head suddenly exploded.

Catwoman holding Lee’s arm, showering him with affection, got drenched in blood and flesh all of a sudden, went into shock, then saw the headless corpse fall onto her.

"Escaping the mission, a random toy will be selected to administer Punishment!"

Silver’s voice, cold as ice, fell, and a few newbies’ heads were suddenly like helium-filled balloons, bursting with a pop.

"Please return to the battlefield within thirty seconds, otherwise, you will be subject to erasure Punishment!"

Most newbies turned and ran, but two panicked and rushed onto the road to intercept a taxi, trying to escape from this place.

They didn’t get far before their entire upper bodies exploded, with viscera flying everywhere, staining the stone pavement red.

"Group Leader, I’ve found the target," the man with Indonesian-style braids said as he looked at the figure beneath the overpass and called out to Latif through the team’s internal channel, "Under the overpass."

"Hurry, all members head over. If someone else gets there first, you make the first move," Latif ran furiously, "Don’t worry, if it was a Conqueror, how could he be disguised as a beggar? If he’s not a beggar, then he’s just an ordinary person. Take a gamble."

"Got it!" The braided man had already calculated it. As soon as Latif entered the range where he could provide support, he would open fire. It was not easy to snatch a kill.

Both sides had heroes at the third rank. It was too difficult to install a listening device without anyone noticing, but this was not a problem for the Warhammer Squad.

"Group Leader, they’ve found the target," a squad following not far from Latif saw their pace quicken and immediately guessed the reason.

The beggar bought a few loaves of bread and squatted under the overpass. He had only taken a few bites when he saw a chubby man appear not far away, staring at him.

"Group Leader, it’s the Warhammer Squad," the chubby man said, and then took out a gravity gun and pulled the trigger at the beggar.

The black gravity bomb whooshed past, leaving a concave mark with a radius of one meter on the wall.

Chewing on the bread, the beggar bolted, not showing the slightest sign of decay, sprinting with more ferocity than the champion of a 100-meter race.

"Cover me!" The old soldier pushed Bi Yun away. The Giant Barrier activated and he burst forth with a heavy punch that hit the beggar in the face.

The beggar’s eyes shot out red light beams, leaving two black charred marks on the old soldier’s body, but didn’t injure him.

The powerful force sent the beggar tumbling back.

"God is helping me," the chubby man rejoiced and opened fire on the beggar. He didn’t intentionally envelop the old soldier and his comrades in the barrage, because his title wasn’t high enough, and killing allies would bring punishment.

The beggar sensed the old soldier’s strength, and after rolling back, he sprung up like a ball and shot an electric strike at the chubby man.

"Stop him." The old soldier sped up. A huge puppet rose from the ground, swinging its fist at the beggar.

The chubby man was about to dodge, but upon seeing the old soldier scare off the beggar, thinking he wasn’t that strong, and with a puppet appearing to restrain him, he immediately changed his mind.

The beggar couldn’t dodge the attack and got hit by several bullets, his flesh torn to shreds. After getting close to the puppet, he suddenly accelerated and charged past.

The chubby man underwent beastification to intercept.

"Die!" The beggar let out a low roar, his hands transforming into claws and swiping at the chubby man.

Ten air razors shot out.

The chubby man activated his shield, but it was shattered in an instant, and then a claw pierced through the protective clothing and into his arm.

"No good!" Seeing the beggar’s momentum, the chubby man knew he had underestimated him, but it was too late, he didn’t manage to escape before two more sets of arms stretched out from the beggar’s sides, stabbing into his chest.

Sizzle, sizzle, the beggar’s eyes continued to fire beams.

The chubby man’s arms were torn open, then his skull took two solid hits and was blown apart, not with blood but charred by the beams.

The beggar dodged the old soldier because he was of a defense type and more troublesome, which led the chubby man to a wrong judgment. In terms of strength, the beggar was no less formidable.

Latif rushed into the overpass, just in time to see his subordinate blown apart, nearly dying of rage – truly an unfortunate year.

With a teleport, Latif appeared beside the beggar, sweeping him in the head with a leg whip, sending him crashing into the wall, and was about to deliver a fatal blow when several projectiles of Hellfire, spouting pale blue flames from their tails, rushed over due to their high speed, producing a sonic barrier and dragging along a huge vortex of airflow.

Boom, boom, deafening sonic booms, just as Latif was about to strike, not allowing the opponent to steal the kill, he saw Tang Zheng wrench off the beggar’s skull with a large hand.

The beggar, merely at second rank of hero level, was no match for the onslaught of Tang Zheng and the other heroes, completely devoid of any strength to counterattack.

"Group Leader Latif, do make your move quicker next time. If we had been any slower, he might have gotten away," said Dantai, turn the blame around.

"Have you no shame?" Latif fumed at Dantai’s underhanded blame-shifting, nearly bursting with anger.

"You’re saying ’no shame’?" Jiang Xiuming and a few others turned their eyes to Latif.

"I’m talking about myself!" Latif conceded, resorting to Ah Q’s spirit of ’a wise man doesn’t fight when the odds are against him’ to comfort himself, knowing well that the others were just itching for an excuse to kill him.

"Target eliminated. Assemble at the bus," Tang Zheng announced, waiting for the next prey’s icon, as a Trojan Squad rushed to the Hot Pot City.

"Who killed the Group Leader?" A woman nearly went mad with rage, arcs of electricity crackling in front of her forehead.

"Little Bei is investigating. I’m sure we’ll have an answer soon," a hulking man with his arms crossed over his chest said expressionlessly. Those familiar with him knew this was a sign of his raging anger.

Among them was the man with a microphone, whom Tang Zheng had previously encountered.

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PS: Before twelve o’clock, here’s the third update! (To be continued. If you like this work, please feel free to vote and support on qidian.com. Your support is my greatest motivation.)