Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration
Chapter 772 - 762 Army King (7) First update

Chapter 772: 762 Army King (7) First update

"Brave warriors of the Empire," the leader of the Red Scorpion smiled as he looked in their direction, his gaze sweeping over Ye Shaohua and his two companions, his pale eyes chilling with murderous intent, "but unfortunately, you all will become our test subjects."

Then, he took a step back.

Immediately, a group of people clad in black stepped forward, eyeing Ye Shaohua and the others as if they were fish in a barrel.

"One of you managed to break through my firewall. Flower Country actually dares to send you here on such a risky venture," behind the crowd, the Red Scorpion lit a cigarette, looked at the three, and finally his gaze stopped on Lin Lan who was holding the computer, "I’ll give you a chance, if you can defeat my men, I’ll spare your life."

In fact, it’s not easy for the Military District to cultivate a talent. Just like Wu Jiayong, they would send a rescue mission despite the risks involved.

And even if Wu Jiayong were captured, she wouldn’t be killed. The Red Scorpion would keep her to exchange for Flower Country’s prisoners.

Talent is rare in the military. It takes a lot of money and time to train someone, and no country would secretly execute someone like that, but would rather keep them to exchange prisoners.

Especially the Air Combat Force.

"Fine," Lin Lan knew that the Red Scorpion had mistaken their identities, but he didn’t say anything. Instead, he handed the computer to Bu Yong standing beside him, "Come on!"

Bu Yong opened his mouth wanting to say something, but Lin Lan shook his head at him.

He was an analyst of weapons in the army. His combat ability wasn’t that great, but he believed Ye Shaohua’s combat ability to be even worse than his, and he absolutely couldn’t let the Red Scorpion’s men find out that Ye Shaohua was the one who cracked their firewall.

What’s more...

The most important thing for Lin Lan was to delay time as much as possible, to ensure the two team members who had left could get the four ordinary people out safely!

"Bang!"

After only one move, Lin Lan took a vicious kick to the belly, which made him instantly double over in pain, his face turning deathly pale.

Who were the Red Scorpion’s men?

Even the international mercenaries weren’t as ruthless as them, let alone Lin Lan, who was just an ordinary new recruit.

The assignment had been labeled as a Level 7 mission for a reason, not randomly by the Organization.

"Another round!" Lin Lan swayed, then stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his lips.

"Bang—"

Once again, he fell, but this time it took several seconds longer for him to get up than the last time.

With his hands on the computer, Bu Yong’s eyes reddened, his fingertips almost piercing his palm. If it wasn’t for the need to buy time for the teammates who had left, he’d have charged forward already!

Seeing Lin Lan still struggling to his feet, the Red Scorpion’s man was momentarily shocked, then let out a brutal laugh, charging even more fiercely with his bayonet.

Lin Lan could sense his opponent’s speed and direction, but he couldn’t find any flaws to exploit.

"Didn’t you say you wouldn’t kill people!" Bu Yong exclaimed in horror.

Lin Lan’s vision started to blur. He had a feeling he couldn’t dodge this time and had anticipated it, but at least he had managed to delay for about ten minutes, which would make his departed teammates safer.

But...

He glanced in Ye Shaohua’s direction. It was a pity that he couldn’t save them...

Suddenly, at that moment, Lin Lan felt a coolness seep into his brain, clearing his previously confused mind.

Following that, a clear and cool voice entered his ear, "Lin Lan, step back. Remember the martial arts we learned? Combine the fifth and sixth moves..."

Lin Lan was startled.

He instinctively looked towards Ye Shaohua, but she clearly hadn’t opened her mouth—how could he hear her voice?!

Yet as he thought this, the moves Ye Shaohua mentioned naturally came to mind, and he executed them without hesitation.

The opponent’s stabbing bayonet just barely passed through his clothes, grazing his skin.

"Remember, there is something called Flower Country martial arts. Thirty years ago, one of our masters fought his way across the globe, standing at the pinnacle of the world. We might not have the physique of others, but we’re not the sick men as they say. Don’t forget what our ancestors have left us over five thousand years."

"Use the palm for the seventh move..."

"Bang—"

This time it was the Red Scorpion who was sent reeling by Lin Lan’s palm strike.

"Didn’t expect that, your moves are good, but it’s a pity—" seeing Lin Lan like this, the Red Scorpion’s pupils shrank, then he cracked a savage smile, "You’ll all become my test subjects!"

He raised his hand, and nearly a hundred people behind him drew their weapons.

A hot, wet wind whipped through the jungle, and though the morning sun had already risen, the sky still seemed somewhat gloomy.

Lin Lan’s vision was already unclear.

He was hanging on with sheer willpower.

All he could think about was buying time for the two teammates who had left to escape!

Hold out for one more minute!

Another second!

"Boom—"

His will exploded as his body reached its limits. He spat out a mouthful of blood and staggered, ready to fall to the ground.

But what awaited him was not the hard ground, but a whiff of cold fragrance.

Looking up, through his barely clear vision, he saw a cold face.

"I’ll go on ahead..." Better to die than to be a prisoner of war.

Bu Yong packed the computer, which Lin Lan would have kept with him even in death, into the backpack, and said calmly, "Then wait for me."

"Grab them!" At the same time, the Red Scorpion gave the order.

At his command, all his men rushed forward, some laughing manically, some watching coldly as if they were looking at three dead men.

"You can all go to hell!" Bu Yong pulled out the few remaining grenades from his bag.

He looked at the oncoming crowd with a determination to die.

Scared of death?

Of course, he was!

But why was he still standing here?

Because behind him was his homeland, under his feet was his country’s soil.

Bu Yong’s hand was already on the pin of the grenade.

But just then, Ye Shaohua stopped his hand.

Bu Yong looked at her in astonishment.

However, she didn’t look back at him.

Instead, she fixed her gaze on the Red Scorpion’s hand, "You’re wrong."

The Red Scorpion paused for a moment, not understanding what she meant.

"Take two steps back," Ye Shaohua handed Lin Lan over to Bu Yong, and after speaking calmly, she picked up a stick as thick as an arm from the ground, only then did she look towards the Red Scorpion, "Remember, we are soldiers of Flower Country."

Not the Empire’s warriors the Red Scorpion mentioned. They were people of Flower Country.

Soldiers of Flower Country.