Life Game In Other World
Chapter 266: Assault (Third Update of 10,000 Words Please Favorite, Subscribe, and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

Chapter 266: Chapter 266: Assault (Third Update of 10,000 Words Please Favorite, Subscribe, and Vote for Monthly Tickets)

The dazzling brilliance lit up half of the night sky.

The Speech Master looked up at the sky at the missile trailing a long tail, "Is that a signal flare?"

"Yes," Ye Feng nodded, "That’s the signal for us to return."

Everyone had been in a rush to leave, so there hadn’t been much time for communication, but Ye Feng, being a member of the overseas department, had all the signals down pat.

As he spoke, Ye Feng took a signal flare from his waist and looked at He Ao, "Brother Yang must be checking if we’re safe, shall we respond?"

"No need."

He Ao shook his head, he turned on the radio communicator, and all he heard was static noise, the radio communication in this vicinity was being jammed.

Then he looked at the Speech Master, who was piloting the boat, "Don’t take the route we came by, go around it. The enemy might be confident, but they probably still have people nearby searching to intercept us."

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The howling wind whipped Yang De’s hair; he looked up at the large helicopter in the sky.

This time was different from the previous morning; this time, the enemy would surely send their strongest forces to finish the job.

He had also heard the massive explosion of the ship just now, and he wanted to contact the recon squad, but at this moment, the radio communication on the entire ship was jammed, even satellite communication was disrupted.

The enemy was set on devouring this ship here.

He could only fire a signal flare into the sky.

Although the recon squad had not been trained in signal flare protocols, Ye Feng would know, and that was precisely why he had arranged for Ye Feng to join the team.

Under normal circumstances, members of the recon squad would surely have someone outside keeping watch on the ship.

The members of the recon squad weren’t fools; those on guard would see the signal flare, and even if they didn’t know what it meant, they would get in touch with Ye Feng who knew the purpose of the flare.

But Yang De received no response.

Even if Ye Feng was dead and nobody told the squad members the meaning of the flare, relying on the recon squad’s wit, they would certainly produce some obvious response to show they were still alive.

Like slashing the fuel tanks of the pirates’ yachts to create flames on the sea, for example.

Yet now, Yang De received no response whatsoever.

There were two possibilities for this.

One was that the recon squad had been wiped out, falling into a permanent silence—a worst-case scenario.

The other was that the entire recon squad was alive but had discovered the attacking pirate force, and was now stealthily circling back, ready to catch them by surprise with a pincer attack from inside and outside.

Yang De was more inclined to believe in the second possibility; a warrior’s intuition told him that the ’Mercenaries’ were smart and wouldn’t die so easily in such a trap.

Actually, he had wanted to send a speedboat for rescue immediately after the explosion, but before he could issue the order, the enemies’ attack came.

The sky, which was once shrouded by stars, was now completely covered by dark clouds, the sea began to rise with the wind, and the waves rocked the massive cruise ship like a waterweed.

Dozens of small boats surrounded them, grappling hooks being thrown toward the railing.

The ordinary crew members of the cruise ship were evacuated to the inside immediately; now, the Transcendents on board were cutting off the grappling lines attached to the railing and taking up the submachine guns seized today to exchange fire with the pirates below.

Liu Nan was crouching behind the railing on the very top level of the cruise ship.

This spot offered the best view.

She used a rope to tie herself to the railing with a slipknot to prevent her body from shifting due to the rocking of the ship.

The sea breeze lifted strands of hair from her ponytail.

In her hands, she held the simplest of automatic rifles, but every shot took the life of a pirate trying to climb up.

Her movements became more and more proficient.

These pirates were far stronger than the rabble from the morning; death didn’t scare them, it fueled their madness.

This didn’t even seem like pirates, more like actual beasts.

Restricted drugs...

Compared to Liu Nan’s bewilderment, Yang De was very clear about what was happening with these pirates.

Stimulating the ferocity of soldiers with banned drugs had been a common trick since ancient society.

With the advancement of civilization, this practice was gradually forbidden.

But among the murderous and crazed pirates of Alano, this practice continued, and the pirates themselves took it for granted and revered it as a ’miracle drug’ for charging into battle.

Pirates who took forbidden drugs were the most brutal, the most insane.

This proved that the pirate leader had no intention of letting the people on the cruise ship leave alive.

However, Yang De didn’t waste his energy on these pirates; his focus was entirely on the helicopter flying in the sky.

There seemed to be some powerful presence in the helicopter, confronting Yang De.

This confrontation only lasted a very short time.

A figure ran from the other end of the deck, breaking the standoff.

"Brother Yang, rocket launcher."

The figure placed an ammunition box and a heavy rocket launcher tube next to Yang De.

The weapons prepared for the researchers participating in the relic exploration had some leftovers, such as the rocket launchers; there were still two sets remaining.

"Thank you."

Yang De quietly thanked him as he kicked the lid of the ammunition box open, revealing the neatly stacked ammunition inside.

He hoisted the launcher tube over one shoulder and grabbed a rocket with the other hand, swiftly aimed the mouth at the helicopter above, loaded the rocket, and pulled the trigger instantly.

It was too close to not take a shot at them with the rocket launcher.

The helicopter’s pilot panicked for a moment and immediately pulled the helicopter to the side.

At the same time, two figures leaped from the helicopter, landing on the deck.

The shining tail flame hit the helicopter in the sky, exploding into a brilliant firework.

Yang De shifted his gaze to the two people who landed on the deck.

One was dressed in a neat jacket over a gray vest, with a slicked-back haircut, appearing gentle and refined, while the other was wearing glasses, dressed in a white coat, with messy hair, looking like a thin Doctor.

The two who had hastily jumped from the helicopter now looked somewhat disheveled.

"Hu Wen?"

Yang De eyed the pompadour-haired man, raising an eyebrow.

This man was an old acquaintance of Yang De’s, known as the Ruthless Bandit, C-level, with talents related to combat and killing, constantly being pursued by Yang De.

"Officer Yang, we meet again."

A sinister smile spread across Hu Wen’s face.

"It seems the situation is a bit more complicated than I imagined."

Yang De looked at the person next to Hu Wen, who appeared to be a doctor, judging from his position next to Hu Wen, he was likely also a C-level.

"Hello, Officer Yang, you can call me ’Psychologist.’"

The doctor-like man revealed a smile and said softly to Yang De.

The Free Marines, this pirate organization, had C-level members, one of whom was their leader, Balan, and Yang De had always thought he would be facing Balan.

But unexpectedly, there were two C-level individuals clearly not affiliated with the pirates, and they seemed to be from the same force.

Ruthless Bandits like Hu Wen, pursued by various countries, were essentially not openly received by any official forces. Even if they were enlisted, they would be assigned missions individually, to prevent exposure and save face.

And in this world, the only institution that openly harbored such Transcendents was one.

"Officer Yang wants to ask, ’You’re from Daybreak?’" The Psychologist, looking at Yang De’s face, suddenly said with a laugh, "Yes, we’re from Daybreak."

Yang De was startled as his thoughts were voiced out loud.

And in that instant, a stainless steel dagger appeared at Yang De’s throat.

Yang De instantly turned around, using the pipe of the rocket launcher in his hand to block the dagger. The sharp dagger effortlessly sliced through the steel pipe and continued toward slashing at Yang De’s throat.

But by then, Yang De had already sidestepped back, pulling out a few short rods from his waist.

These short rods were all linked with a metal chain. Yang De grabbed the short rods on both sides and gave them a shake, causing the ones in the middle to bounce up and stop the tip of Hu Wen’s dagger, sending the whole dagger flying to the side.

Yang De then tilted his body, and the dagger flew by, grazing past his face.

In that instant, Yang De gathered all the short rods, clicked them together, forming a long staff, and fiercely struck Hu Wen’s back. Hu Wen’s body stiffened, stumbled a few steps before stabilizing.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, turning the tide of the battle.

"I’ve always said that you can’t defeat me."

Yang De held the metal staff behind him with one hand, and with the other, he drew a pitch-black revolver from his waist.

Lifting the gun, pulling the trigger, cocking the hammer, release.

All actions flowed smoothly and naturally.

The gunshot rang out suddenly.

Hu Wen immediately dodged to the right, but the stiffness in his back from being struck by the staff delayed his motion by a fraction of a second, and the bullet hit his left arm, which was caught by his bulging muscles.

An ordinary handgun would not have penetrated Hu Wen’s defenses; this was a Transcendent revolver.

And just as he was shot, the Psychologist beside him rolled to the side vigorously.

The next second, bullets whizzed past where he had just been standing.

Yang De frowned, the opponent seemed able to predict his movements.

At this moment, a pirate climbed onto the deck, preparing to attack the Transcendent beside him, and was immediately killed by a shot from Liu Nan atop the deck.

As the pirate fell, the Psychologist raised his hand.

Yang De only felt a chill breeze strike from behind, sending him into a state of fear-induced paralysis.

He quickly broke free from this state, but Hu Wen’s attack followed in quick succession.

He immediately lifted the staff, and his body retreated to the right rear, but in that instant, he ran into that chilling, petrifying sensation again.

It was as if the opponent had just left that sensation there, waiting for him to run into it.

This time, Hu Wen’s dagger was even closer to his throat.

If this continued, Yang De could almost foresee the sharp dagger sinking into his neck.

Liu Nan on the upper deck saw Yang De being surrounded and turned her gun to aim at the Psychologist below.

But just as she was about to pull the trigger, the Psychologist turned his head to look at her, and she was enveloped in that paralyzing chill, unable to move even slightly.

She had never imagined that a person’s glance could be so powerfully paralyzing.

The Psychologist looked at Liu Nan, seemingly ready to kill the annoying sniper first.

But at that moment, as the Psychologist’s gaze was on Liu Nan, Yang De briefly broke free from his continuous control and drew his gun to fire fiercely at the Psychologist.

The Psychologist dodged the bullet and had to refocus his attention on Yang De.

Liu Nan breathed a slight sigh of relief, having narrowly escaped disaster.

However, in that moment, a loud noise erupted from the deck.

A brawny man in a striped prisoner’s uniform leaped out and landed on the deck, causing a thunderous boom and blasting a large crater.

Then, before the surrounding Transcendents could react, he violently charged at the two nearest Transcendents and seized them by the neck.

Transcendents nearby rushed to assist.

At that moment, the defense in the area was silently breached.

More and more pirates climbed aboard.

Liu Nan stared rigidly at all this, wanting to shoot, but no matter what, she couldn’t move her body an inch.

The brief control Yang De could break free from felt like an eternity to her, and she could distinctly sense the chilling sensation eroding her consciousness and corroding her life.

And behind her, unbeknownst to her, a slender man agilely leaped over the railing, drew a small knife, and steadily approached her from behind.

The sharp blade reflected against her pale neck, raised high, ready to stab down.

The young girl, holding her gun, was crouched in the quiet of night, while behind her, the slender man held the cold blade aloft.

And at that moment, a hand extended from the dark night sky, gently tapping the knife-wielding man’s shoulder.