"Fuck?! Who fired that Signal Flare?! Are they trying to get themselves killed?!" the fisherman cursed on the spot.
Yang Qi said to Sun Hang, "With the firepower of a Mermaid-class missile destroyer, leveling the aboveground section of the research institute ruins would be effortless."
The place where the Signal Flare had been launched was less than a kilometer from them. Based on the bombardment range agreed upon before the operation, Sun Hang and the others were also within the bombing zone.
"Now that the Eight-Headed Serpent has appeared, the destroyer probably won't carry out the bombardment as scheduled... right?" Yano came out as well, looking at the blazing red light still burning in the sky.
"Would you dare bet on that? I sure as hell wouldn't!" the fisherman said. "By the time the shells start falling, it'll be too late to run! We need to get out of here now!"
"What about her?" Yano pointed at Huangfu Sha inside the building.
"I'll carry her! Other than that, ditch all nonessential equipment and gear, then run full speed toward the edge of the basin. We should be able to make it out of the bombing range!"
"Not enough time." Sun Hang shook his head.
From the same location, three more red Signal Flares rose into the air.
One set of three red flares meant "requesting bombardment," while two sets meant "the situation is extremely urgent; commence bombardment immediately"—the delay would be reduced from the original five minutes after the flare launch to one minute.
One minute was not even enough to run out of this block.
"Have they gone insane?! Who the hell is over there?! Are they in such a hurry to be reincarnated?!" the fisherman cursed again.
"The only place we can hide from the bombardment now is