"Movement ahead!"
As they marched, Jiang Tianqing, at the very front of the five-hundred-man unit, suddenly turned back and reported to Chen Shaoye, the highest-ranking officer on this mission.
The fat on Chen Shaoye's face trembled as he tilted his head at Jiang Tianqing. Before he could say anything, an urgent voice suddenly rang out ahead, seemingly shouting while running.
"Fatty Chen! Hurry! A peak seventh-rank high-level alien is coming!"
Swish, swish, swish!
The five hundred New Humans instantly became solemn. Their weapons were drawn almost at once, a completely instinctive reaction before they had even processed the meaning of those words.
Chen Shaoye was equally alarmed. He had heard nothing else, only a few key words:
Peak seventh-rank, high-level alien!
Click!
The Doom Sniper Rifle was instantly chambered. Chen Shaoye raised its muzzle toward the approaching voice, its massive caliber radiating terrifying destructive power.
So when Lu Bingze eagerly burst out of the brush with the expression of someone who had just been saved, he saw a sight so frightening his legs nearly went weak.
Chen Shaoye's Doom Sniper Rifle was aimed directly at his forehead. A fat, terrifying finger rested on the trigger, while the eyes on that equally fat face held such ferocity that even demons would not dare approach.
At the same time, behind Chen Shaoye, all five hundred people still had their weapons raised. The muzzles of three hundred guns were pointed straight at him, while the remaining two hundred-plus blades gleamed coldly!
Gulp!
Lu Bingze swallowed hard. His feet came to a squeaking halt, and he instinctively raised both hands. Stammering, he said, "I-I didn't break any military rules..."
That sentence broke the silence and brought the five hundred people's minds back to normal.
Damn! It was Lu Bingze!
Swish, swish, swish!
Everyone hurriedly