Hunting Time

Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~

Missiles trailed long exhaust flames, flying towards the canyon like a meteor shower. The sonic booms generated by their flight exploded in the air like continuous thunderclaps.

The moment the missiles reached the sky above the canyon, time seemed to freeze for a beat, followed by earth-shattering roars.

In an instant, flames surged skyward. The fireballs from the explosions, like scorching suns, illuminated the dim canyon.

Flames, thick smoke, and dust engulfed the canyon. Explosions, rocks crumbling, and landslides intertwined, forming a deafening symphony of destruction.

The Great Elder of the Snake People stood stunned on the cliff, his entire body ice-cold.

"It's over, it's over."

He closed his eyes in despair, filled with regret.

"How dare the humans!!!"

A nearby Snake People priest's eyes widened in shock and anger. "They don't even care about their own Psionic Users?"

"What vicious humans, colder-blooded than our Snake Race!" another Snake People priest trembled with rage.

The Great Elder of the Snake People clenched his fists and said in a low, hoarse voice:

"They aren't Psionic Users."

"Not Psionic Users?"

The Snake People priests couldn't believe it. "But they were clearly wearing Special Forces Uniforms, could it be..."

Suddenly, a terrifying guess surfaced in their minds.

Right, who stipulated that those wearing Special Forces Uniforms must be Psionic Users?

Could it be that they were all...

"They're Clones!"

The Great Elder's voice trembled with a hint of anger. "They're all Clones, bait thrown at us."

Upon guessing the truth, the Snake People priests felt struck by lightning.

Humans, with just a group of Clones, had trapped and annihilated all the elites of the Green Scale Tribe, and even tens of thousands of Snake People warriors, here.

In this process, the humans only paid some worthless Clones and Missiles, while they lost the foundation and future of multiple Snake People tribes.

Pfft~~~

One Snake People priest, unable to accept this fact, felt a surge of blood and spat out a large mouthful of blood.

"Great Elder, what should we do now?" the Snake People priest's lips trembled, his thoughts in complete disarray.

"First... save our tribespeople."

The Great Elder of the Snake People gritted his teeth. He knew very well that the most rational decision now would be to leave immediately, without a moment's delay.

However, he simply couldn't abandon the younger generation of his own tribe. Some children he had watched grow up, some even had close Bloodline ties to him.

They say the Snake Race is Cold-Blooded.

But for the Snake People, they could ignore everything else, but Bloodline and tribe were things etched into their bones, something they could never let go of.

"Good!"

At this moment, the Great Elder's words were like a royal decree, giving the panicked and helpless priests direction.

The priests quickly sprang into action, doing everything they could to find their tribespeople.

Unfortunately, under several rounds of Missile bombardment, the small snakes they used as scouts suffered heavy casualties. The remaining small snakes also fled in terror, making it difficult to share their vision.

Therefore, they could only rely on their previous combat arrangements to search for traces of their tribespeople in certain areas.

Meanwhile...

"Bastards, bastards!"

Looking at the scene before him, which resembled a natural disaster, the Great Priest of the Red Snake Tribe trembled all over, his hatred for the Great Elder of the Green Scale Tribe reaching its peak.

If it weren't for the Green Scale Tribe, how could they have fallen into this trap?

With so many elite warriors lost, the Red Snake Tribe was finished, with no possibility of recovery.

And all of this was brought upon them by the Green Scale Tribe.

"Great Priest, what should we do?" a Snake People warrior asked in panic.

"Retreat, retreat immediately!"

The Great Priest of the Red Snake Tribe gritted his teeth and made a decisive choice.

"Hiss~~"

The Great Priest of the Red Snake Tribe released his mental energy and let out a call.

Soon, a Giant Burrowing Snake broke through the earth and crawled out before the Great Priest.

"Go!"

The Red Snake High Priest jumped onto the back of a burrowing snake, glaring venomously in one direction.

At this moment, his hatred for the Green Scale Tribe far surpassed his hatred for humans. When he returned, he would definitely rally all the snake people tribes present and completely slaughter the Green Scale Tribe, leaving none alive!

Several snake people tribes reacted accordingly; some went to rescue their kin, while others left immediately.

Inside the high-altitude fighter jet, everyone looked down at the blazing canyon through the windows.

"After this round of bombing, all the snake brats will be dead."

Xiao Yunlong stood close to Qin Tian, chuckling. "With how smoothly this operation went, shouldn't our Earth Dragon Squad be credited first?"

"If we hadn't captured Xue Lin and Wang Tiancheng, we wouldn't have this good show of luring the snakes out of their holes."

"Qin Tian caught them, so don't try to take credit for yourself," Liu Zhaozhao said speechlessly.

"It's true that Qin Tian caught them!"

Xiao Yunlong stated righteously, "But I also contributed! If it wasn't for my suggestion to rest on the spot, Qin Tian might not have overheard their conversation."

Liu Zhaozhao chuckled, "You really have no shame."

Xiao Yunlong cupped his hands. "Thank you for the compliment."

Qin Dadi watched the scene with a smile. He knew this was a way for the teammates to regulate their tense emotions before battle.

In the previous bombardment, seven to eight tenths of the snake people should have died, but a portion of them had definitely survived. These were tough opponents.

They were scattered throughout the vast canyon, and the missiles couldn't lock onto their positions precisely. They could only rely on the Special Forces Team to deal with them.

This was a mission with extremely high difficulty and danger, but if completed, the Military Merit Points would be substantial.

Honestly, Qin Dadi didn't want to participate. He, Xiao Yunlong, and Liu Zhaozhao had already accumulated enough Military Merit Points to exchange for ability enhancement potions and bloodline potions. All they needed to do now was wait for the war to end peacefully.

Unfortunately, this was an order from the military, and the Earth Dragon Squad was on the list of participating personnel.

Military orders were like mountains; they had no choice but to obey.

"Captain, don't worry."

Just then, a voice sounded in his ear.

Qin Dadi snapped back to attention and saw an unusually calm face.

Qin Tian placed Hidden Kill on his lap, feeling the weightlessness of the fighter jet landing, and said slowly:

"Trust me, I will bring everyone back safely."

Looking at Qin Tian's calm and confident eyes, Qin Dadi nodded gravely, a smile forming on his lips.

"I trust you, as always."

"I trust you too," Xiao Yunlong said, putting an arm around Qin Tian's shoulder.

"Me too."

Liu Zhaozhao's beautiful eyes sparkled.

In these past ten-plus days, they had experienced too much together.

In their eyes, Qin Tian was a meticulous, cautious, powerful, and incredibly reliable teammate. With him around, the Earth Dragon Squad felt like it had an anchor.

No matter how turbulent the outside world was, they remained fearless.

Whoosh~~~

The fighter jet stopped in mid-air, still dozens of meters from the mountaintop below. The cabin opened, and a rope dropped vertically.

Qin Tian slung Hidden Kill over his back, grabbed the rope with one hand, and leaped forward under the watchful eyes of his teammates.

The wind rushed at him, his clothes flapping loudly.

Qin Tian gazed down with deep eyes, a slight curve to his lips.

The night is my stage.

The hunt begins!