Wind Bullet

If the Governor says there is no need to worry, then there is truly no need to worry.

In the vastness of the world, the Governor is supreme.

Extremely excellent training results and performance had caused a significant shift in the mindset of the one hundred men of the Waste Mine Company. Upon learning they were going out to fight, they had braced themselves, eager to secure a beautiful victory to declare their loyalty and martial prowess to the Governor.

The battle was fought, but it was not quite what Pobov had imagined at the start.

After completing the encirclement of the manor, he had requested to lead the vanguard, but was refused; he could only follow behind the armored vehicles to act as the second wave of the assault.

That was, of course, easier than leading the vanguard or the first wave, and the casualties were lower, but he and his soldiers unanimously felt that it lacked honor.

And right now, with his own young soldiers shouting in front of the Governor, Pobov felt quite embarrassed.

After reprimanding the young soldiers, he turned back to Gu Hang, gave a military salute, and said, "The enemy has refused our offer to surrender. May we initiate the attack?"

Company Commander Pobov looked eager to try, waiting only for the Governor's nod to charge in with his brothers.

He had already planned how to fight: mortar teams would blast the first and second-floor windows; squad machine guns would strafe the main entrance; after that, the best-performing elite infantry squad from training would rush in through the shattered front door and windows to secure the lobby...

"We are going to launch an attack, but you don't need to move."

"Ah?"

"For this one, I will go in personally." As he spoke, Gu Hang called out, "Yan Fangxu! You come too, bring two assault teams."

"Yes!" The captain saluted, then turned to pick his men.

"Governor..." Pobov was getting anxious.

But Gu Hang raised a hand to stop him from continuing: "I know you are in a hurry, but don't be in a hurry."

The Governor's gaze turned back to the building before him, his pupils shifting into a blue-and-white hue at that moment. He saw a mass of wind condensing inside the house.

"There is a difficult enemy inside."

"We Waste Miners are not afraid!" Pobov puffed out his chest. "Governor, you gave us a new life, and we are willing to prove our loyalty with our lives!"

"That is good," Gu Hang said with a smile, "but loyal soldiers should not sacrifice themselves needlessly. Your lives have greater value to realize."

Seeing that Pobov still wanted to say something, Gu Hang waved his hand: "Execute the order."

"Yes!"

The company commander returned to his troops, feeling unreconciled. Seeing the soldiers crowding around him, asking if they could go in, he relayed the Governor's order.

The soldiers shared his sentiment, feeling quite unwilling, and even tried to goad him into asking again, only to be glared back into silence by his dark expression.

Gu Hang paid no mind to what the officer was doing. He continued to observe the situation inside the house under his spiritual vision while calculating how much spiritual power he had remaining.

He had consumed a portion earlier, but it was not severe; it should be enough to handle the coming battle.

By this time, Yan Fangxu had already readied the elite marines, and he himself would be joining the fight.

Overall, this team from the Quintet lived up to their reputation as elites. Their equipment level was excellent, and their technical and tactical skills were high; they were very reliable.

Of course, even so, they would not simply break down doors and windows to rush in.

Capable as they were, refusing to use available support to force a head-on collision would be a sign of a broken brain.

The Waste Mine Company could still play a role in this battle. The mortars within the company, along with the Servitor company's mortars and squad machine guns, were all brought out separately.

Machine guns strafed the windows and the main entrance, maintaining long-term suppressive fire; mortar shells were lobbed right through the windows. At such a close range, well-trained soldiers were capable of accurately sending the shells inside. If one occasionally went wide and exploded against the outer wall, it didn't matter—they would just reload and keep blasting.

Although the territory Gu Hang currently controlled did not yet have the capacity to produce or replenish ammunition, the supplies being consumed were still being "sheared" from the starship. However, the reserves were still sufficient, not yet at the point where they needed to be rationed.

After two rounds of this, Gu Hang and Yan Fangxu led the marines in a sudden breach.

They did not face any attacks at first.

The areas they attacked had all been baptized by fire; no mercenary dared to remain in rooms covered by machine guns and artillery.

Next, the marine soldiers began a rapid sweep outward.

They split into multi-man teams with practiced discipline. After confirming that the exterior and hallways were clear, they kicked open doors one by one. They strictly executed the tactical requirements for breaching: a battering ram to open the door, a tactical grenade tossed inside, and crossfire to seal the interior before entering...

Regardless of whether there were people in the rooms, they followed the fixed procedure every time.

If there was no one, it was just a matter of spending more time and wasting a grenade; if there were people, they would usually be finished off without being able to put up much resistance under the marines' efficient and lethal actions.

They cleared room after room in the villa this way.

Gu Hang walked on the stairs, hearing the crackle of gunfire coming briefly from various parts of the house before quickly subsiding.

The battle was decided.

He could see that mass of condensed wind, still remaining motionless in one room.

Don't they even dare to resist? That really wasted my caution...

After the marines had cleared room after room, Yan Fangxu came to Gu Hang's side and reported in a low voice: "The entire villa has been cleared, except for this one right here."

"Good," Gu Hang ordered. "Just follow your procedure and breach the door as usual."

"Yes!"

The prepared marines began their action.

However, this time, it would not be as easy and calm as before.

The moment the wooden door of the room was smashed open, a dense, visible white spiral wind projectile blasted outward from within.

The marine who had just kicked the door open was caught off guard, with no way to defend against the imminent impact.

But in that split second, the wind projectile instantly dissipated.

At the critical moment, Gu Hang had intervened.

The collision of psionic energies had disintegrated the spiral wind projectile.

The residual force was still a powerful gale, blowing the soldier who had breached the door backward in quite a sorry state; the wind then swept through the corridor outside, making everyone struggle to keep their footing.

Yet, sorry state or not, at least there were no casualties.

A man's voice came from inside:

"Don't come over! Don't any of you come over!"

His voice was filled with panic.

Clearly, the person inside was no hardened warrior.

And the marines outside would not be softened by that.

Even though they realized the enemy possessed extraordinary power, they continued their operation without the slightest hesitation.

Amidst the wind, Yan Fangxu was the first to react. He leaned in and was the first to see a pale-faced middle-aged man, flanked by two bodyguards.

The black-clad bodyguards attempted to fire at him, but Yan Fangxu's movements were far faster than theirs. The moment their guns were raised, the electromagnetic rifle in the captain's hands had already fired first. The electromagnetically accelerated metal spikes instantly killed the two men.

Immediately after, he aimed his muzzle at the middle-aged man. Seeing the man raise his hand as if to do something else, he fired again without hesitation.

A miniature storm swirled around the man, the power of psionics flickering as it deflected the metal spike bullets.

But following closely behind Yan Fangxu, multiple soldiers entered and fired in unison.

The defense of the Storm Shield became precarious in an instant.

Finally, Gu Hang walked in.