Under the thick fog, T34 Outpost had become a living hell. The Black Flood Dragon convoy had been all but wiped out, and the screams of survivors mingled with the sounds of zombies and monsters.
A Corpse Tide, a firefight, a mutiny—amid the chaos, the convoys that had no idea what was happening scattered like headless chickens, only to be swallowed by zombies and gunfire.
The fat man had no intention of staying to fight. After wiping out the Black Flood Dragon convoy's remaining fighters, he seized Qian Yu's truck. His men took several supply vehicles, then joined their original convoy and gunned the engines through the horde.
Feng Yuming had taken on that half-insect, half-human form again, radiating menace. He picked up Qian Yu's pistol. Bang! Bang! He casually shot two fleeing survivors, then headed for the platform.
On the platform, Tang Hai saw that his men had gained the upper hand. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, his face changed. He pointed toward the yard and shouted,
"Watch out! It's the Mist Spider!"
The words had barely left his mouth when the zombies ahead of several survivors fighting for their lives suddenly parted. Before they could react, a giant spider appeared in the lamplit fog, and a claw as tall as a building stabbed down at them!
Squelch!
In an instant, two survivors were impaled through the chest.
"Aah!"
"Run!"
Agonized screams erupted all around.
Tang Hai went pale with fright. He scrambled onto the freight locomotive and shouted to his men, "Yuming, hurry! Everyone aboard! We're leaving!"
Rat-tat-tat! Rat-tat-tat!
Vroom!
A pickup suddenly burst out of the horde and charged up the slope toward the railway. It looked as though it meant to follow the tracks out.
"Kill them!"
Tang Hai's expression changed, and he roared the order.
A dark figure lunged out and slammed into the pickup from the side. Boom! The tremendous impact sent the modified truck out of control and rolling over.
"Aah!"
Sha Sha screamed. In a split second, Lou Ye grabbed his sister, threw open the door, and rolled out with her. Their truck tumbled down the slope.
"Where do you think you're going?"
Feng Yuming emerged from the fog again with a sneer and thrust his claw at Lou Ye.
But Lou Ye sprang up, seized the insect claw, and hurled Feng Yuming away with a grunt!
Rat-tat-tat!
Another burst of bullets came their way. Lou Ye threw himself over Sha Sha on the ground, but a stray round punched through his shoulder.
"Brother!"
Sha Sha cried out, her eyes red. She got up to return fire.
Lou Ye had no time even to cry out in pain. He grabbed Sha Sha and made for the bottom of the slope through a hail of bullets. Almost no survivors remained below—only a densely packed Corpse Tide surging toward them!
Feng Yuming's gunmen were retreating toward the platform, firing as though ammunition meant nothing.
"Strong, I'll give you that. But you're still low-level trash!"
At that arrogant sneer, Black Thorn shot out of the fog. Lou Ye had no time to dodge and raised his arm to block it.
Squelch!
Black Thorn pierced straight through his arm. Despite the force of the blow, Lou Ye did not even grunt. He twisted and kicked into the Black Mist, his leg cutting through the air with a sharp whoosh!
Thud!
It was like kicking a wall. Feng Yuming stepped out slowly, holding Lou Ye's full-force kick in his grip—with the hand that had not even mutated!
He smiled disdainfully. "An all-brawn, no-brains idiot like you probably doesn't know you can gain Evolution by killing Espers and Aberrant Entities. Too bad... you won't get the chance."
Feng Yuming pulled Black Thorn back and turned his wrist. A red glow appeared along it.
"Die!"
"Brother! Watch out!" Lou Shasha screamed.
Bang!
Feng Yuming seemed to sense a chill and tilted his head slightly. In the next instant, his left ear burst apart, blood staining half his face and making him look even more terrifying.
Yet he acted as if nothing had happened. With a cold snort, he slipped back into the Black Mist.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Several Wind Guns struck from behind the platform. A few of Tang Hai's gunmen, caught off guard, dropped where they stood.
"Watch your backs!"
At Tang Hai's shout, every gunman scrambled into the train's passenger car to find cover.
A searchlight swept through the fog. Lou Shasha came to her senses and saw the horde surging below and the giant spider overhead. She wiped away her tears, pulled her brother Lou Ye up, and cried,
"Brother, we have to go!"
Behind a slab of bluestone at the rear of the platform, Lin Xian was panting, his face slick with cold sweat and exhaustion. After nearly nine hours of running the Mechanical Heart at full tilt, he had almost nothing left.
"I knew you two were hiding somewhere. Heh. Waiting to profit while everyone else fought? Did you really think having powers made you special?"
Feng Yuming's voice drifted near and far like a ghost's. A cold gust suddenly swept the fog ahead of Lin Xian, and he fired a Wind Gun toward it on instinct.
Clang!
The shot rang against something like metal. Lin Xian's pupils contracted, and he leaped away.
Feng Yuming burst out at that instant and struck the bluestone where Lin Xian had been hiding. His claw shattered even the thick slab.
Without slowing, he thrust again at the spot where Lin Xian had dodged.
"Interesting. Body Arts and a ranged ability? I've never seen a power this strange."
Lin Xian was fully on guard, but Feng Yuming's words still alarmed him.
He's definitely killed more than one Esper. And he's been hiding it all this time. How many people have this uncle and nephew murdered and robbed?
Whoosh!
A hairy spider leg plunged from above. The impact forced both Lin Xian and Feng Yuming to retreat.
Rat-tat-tat! Tang Hai's gunmen opened fire at the same time, some shooting at the Mist Spider, the others at Lin Xian.
Attacked from three sides, Lin Xian had no time to think. He rolled off the platform and ducked beneath the train.
Feng Yuming saw how weak Lin Xian was and followed with a vicious grin. The two pointed feelers on his head kept twitching, as though he were watching for something.
"Where's the little girl? If she doesn't come out now, you won't get another chance!"
Feng Yuming had been guarding against Kiki all along. Lin Xian's heart sank. The man's power and combat experience were far beyond what he had expected!
The horde was closing in, and the Mist Spider loomed overhead. Feng Yuming knew the situation was about to spiral out of control. He stopped testing Lin Xian and lunged, his black claw suddenly extending toward Lin Xian beneath the train for a killing blow.
"Were you looking for me?!"
A clear voice rang out. Feng Yuming, already committed to his attack, reacted instantly. He knew how dangerous Kiki was. He stopped his strike and reflexively dodged to the side.
But the attack he expected never came. Feng Yuming and Tang Hai looked toward the voice—and saw the searchlight on the 1130 CIWS atop the air-raid bunker flare to life. Whirr! A concealed motor hummed as the gun mount rotated precisely. Eleven 30-millimeter barrels turned toward them with a hellish menace, while the fire-control radar and electro-optical sights activated together...
The air-defense weapon that had lain dormant for so long had quietly awakened!
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