Combat Squad
Lei Kun slumped back into his chair with an air of authority, the chair groaning under the weight.
He crossed his legs, stared at Chen Fan with his one intact eye, and asked lazily:
"Which third-rate college did you graduate from? Have you ever killed any bugs?"
"Reporting, Captain, the Tianshu Star 78th Martial Dao Academy... we've only encountered them in simulated battles."
Chen Fan diligently recited the information in the file.
"Oh."
Lei Kun made an unintelligible nasal sound, then uttered two words without any politeness.
"Waste."
The thin young man who was typing code paused, and the woman wiping her gun also curled up a faint, mocking smile.
Chen Fan lowered his head and remained silent.
I felt completely unmoved; in fact, I almost wanted to laugh.
This meal was indeed difficult to eat.
"Listen, rookie." Lei Kun's voice turned cold, and the red light in his electronic prosthetic eye flashed faster. "This isn't some playground academy. If you're dead, you're really dead. Don't expect anyone to collect your body, and don't expect us to risk our lives for a piece of trash."
"You only have one task: stick with the team, don't fucking hold them back, understand?"
"I understand!"
Chen Fan answered loudly.
"Go to that empty bunk and pack your things. Don't let me see you looking like this again."
Lei Kun waved his hand impatiently, as if shooing away a fly.
Chen Fan silently walked to the only empty metal bed in the corner and began to organize his meager equipment.
He could feel three pairs of eyes behind him scrutinizing him like searchlights.
As Chen Fan laid out the bed sheets, he silently made plans in his mind.
Just then...
"Beep!!"
A sharp, piercing, ear-ripping, highest-level alarm, capable of tearing eardrums, blared without warning throughout the entire barracks!
The red police lights on the wall flashed wildly, illuminating everyone's faces in a blood-red light.
Lei Kun, who had just been looking lazy, sprang up from his chair like a tiger whose tail had been stepped on. His nonchalant expression was instantly replaced by a deep-seated ruthlessness and murderous intent.
"Damn it! These horrible bugs can't even let a person breathe!"
He grabbed the massive Battle Axe leaning against the wall, its crimson electronic eye locked onto Chen Fan hadn't even had time to straighten up.
"Newbie, you're out of luck!"
"We just arrived and ran into Insect Tide!"
"Everyone, grab your gear, let's go!"
Leng Yan, who was wiping his Sniper Rifle, had already slung the menacing weapon over his back, while simultaneously filling the holsters on both sides of his legs with energy magazines. His movements were so fast that only a blur remained.
The Monkey typing code in the corner clasped his hands together, and the Optical Brain in front of him instantly transformed into a pair of thin tactical goggles on his face, with countless streams of data flashing rapidly before his eyes.
Three people, three actions, from lazy mercenaries to sophisticated war machines, the transition time is less than a second.
Chen Fan was a beat slow, but only a beat.
He grabbed the cheap combat uniform and standard rifle, and with the typical posture of a new recruit, followed closely behind the three men as they rushed out of the barracks.
Boom!
A huge gap was torn open in the dome of the steel fortress, revealing the deep, silent universe outside.
Countless beams of energy rose from all directions, weaving together a web of death.
The ferocious Void Insect Race surged in like a black flood bursting its banks, their shrieks sharp and piercing, capable of penetrating even the Divine Soul.
Broken stretchers kept flying past, the heavy stench of blood mingling with the acrid smell of burning energy, creating a suffocating atmosphere.
A pallor and nervousness, typical of a new recruit, appeared on Chen Fan's face at just the right moment.
"Pioneer Team Seven, zone C-4, hold the gate!"
Lei Kun's roar exploded in the communication channel as he charged ahead, his massive body rampaging through the narrow steel tunnel.
They quickly reached the designated defensive zone.
It was an Alloy Gate that had been violently torn apart, with a gap a hundred meters wide, outside which was an endless Insect Tide.
These Void Insect Race come in various forms, but without exception, they all exude a nauseating stench and brutality.
Lei Kun's electronic prosthetic eye flashed red light, instantly locking onto the largest monster in the Insect Tide.
The creature was covered in pale, bony armor, wielding two forelimbs that resembled giant scythes, and surrounded by a dense aura of death. It was clearly a mid-stage Mid-Stage Sixth Grade Undying Realm Hive Executioner!
"Leng Yan, suppress the high ground firing positions!"
"Monkeys, disrupt their biological signals, don't let them form a coordinated attack formation!"
Lei Kun roared as he gave the order, and immediately the scarlet electronic eye turned sharply towards Chen Fan.
He raised his thick arm and pointed to a corner at the very edge of the battlefield.
Although the Insect Race there are numerous, they are mostly low-level cannon fodder, with the strongest only reaching the fifth rank.
"Rookie!" Lei Kun's voice was as rough as sandpaper. "Hold that line! Don't let a single bug crawl over the line! If you dare to back down even a step, I'll personally twist your head off!"
Before he could finish speaking, Lei Kun's body shot out like a cannonball.
The massive Battle Axe in his hand ignited with intense energy flames, and he transformed into a streak of fire, actually heading straight for the terrifying Hive Executioner.
Boom!!
The two terrifying auras collided violently, instantly creating a visible ripple of destruction that pulverized hundreds of low-level Insect Race in the vicinity.
Chen Fan looked at his assigned safe zone, then glanced at the figure fighting the terrifying beast in the distance, a flash of understanding appearing in his amber eyes.
"Someone has to do the dirty work..."
He muttered a complaint under his breath, then took a deep breath and rushed over as well.
"Hiss!!"
Dozens of Sickle Insects roared and pounced, their foul-smelling saliva almost splashing onto our faces.
Chen Fan did not fire.
His body, in a seemingly panicked posture, precariously sidestepped and scrambled through the gaps in the swarm of insects.
Each time he raised his hand, it seemed as if he was maintaining his balance, or perhaps he was just waving it around haphazardly.
But only he knew that with each raise of his hand, a barely perceptible golden spark would fly from his fingertips.
An extremely bizarre scene unfolded.
An Insect Race was about to swing its scythe-like forelimb suddenly froze.
The next second, its massive body melted silently from the inside out, as if it had been thrown into a block of ice with concentrated acid. It didn't even have time to let out a wail before turning into a cloud of fine ash that scattered on the ground.
Then came the second one, the third one...
Chen Fan struggled to break free from the Insect Tide, looking as if he could be torn to pieces at any moment.
But wherever he went, those ferocious and savage Void Insect Race were wiped away as if by an invisible eraser, leaving behind a clean and chilling vacuum.