Chapter 96

Just wait.

"General, the man you requested has arrived."

Inside the command center, an assistant brought an elderly Ursus man with white hair to the man's side.

"Hello, sir."

"No, no, General, you don't need to be so respectful."

The old man stepped forward shakily and took the bag from the other person.

"I heard that you used to... serve in the Ursus army, and were even rotated to 'that place' for a period of time."

"So, I'd like you to identify... something unusual."

The general spoke in a low voice.

He knew that the old man had once been a member of an elite squad in Ursus, but after an accident, he chose to retire from the military, erased all his past records, and immigrated to Columbia.

However, for them, some things cannot be erased at will.

Just like characters left on stone by a carving knife, no matter how you try to cover them up, you can't erase the traces of the knife marks that were once carved here.

The old man shakily took a photograph out of the file bag in his hand.

"I remember..." The general leaned closer to him, wanting to ask more questions, but found that the old man's pupils had already widened, and then his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably.

"No... no... no... He's after me... no... impossible..."

"Sir, don't worry."

"You know this is--"

The old man suddenly brought the photo close to his face and began to scream wildly.

"No! No! He has come for me! General! They have come for me! General! I didn't die on the ice field! No, no, no! I should have died on the ice field!"

"No no--no no no no! I... hahahaha! I'm dead! I should have died on the ice plains! We all died on the ice plains! Hahahaha!!"

"He... He... can't escape, He--"

The old man became increasingly delirious, and then he began to dance wildly and strangely. His assistant quickly stepped forward to calm him down and then led him out of the command room.

"... Damn it, it really is related to the legends told by the Ursus immigrants... Damn it... Why are all these rumors actually true? And why are they happening in Columbia!"

The general took a deep breath and slammed his fist on the table beside him, feeling utterly powerless.

However, the next moment, the liaison officer suddenly shouted.

"Report! Communication with A2 Action Group is down!!"

"Where are their vital signs?! Are they alright?!"

"All four team members have normal heart rates! But communication is unavailable!"

"Damn it, keep in touch, change the communication channel!"

The man stared intently at the information on the large screen.

At this moment, the heart rate monitors of the four members of Group A2 are being synchronized to the large screen.

All four individuals had normal heart rates, but communication remained unsuccessful.

Just as he was holding his breath in suspense, the next moment, the communications officer's delighted voice suddenly rang out.

"Connected!"

"Turn in! Quickly!"

The general stepped forward, snatched the communicator, and shouted.

"This is command post! Command post calling Hound Two! Command post calling Hound Two!"

'Buzz--Buzz-- Hound Two received, reporting to command, an unexplained signal malfunction has just occurred--'

How is the team doing?

'We have just entered the warehouse area and have not found any threats yet.'

"... Are all four members of the team alright?"

'Report, everything is normal... no... wait, four people?'

'Our team shouldn't have five people... No, wait, ahhh--head...'

"Hound Two! Hound Two!"

'Damn it... how can there be five... everyone scatter!'

The next moment, a strange roar echoed from the other end of the communication line throughout the command room, then vanished instantly as if a power switch had been pulled.

The communication is down again...

"Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! It's broken again!"

The general slammed his fist on the table, his face contorted with rage.

'Sizzle--sizzle--'

However, the next moment, the sound of electricity came through, and the team's voice suddenly came from the other end of the communication.

"Reporting to the commander, Hound Two has just been confirmed to be under attack; the enemy is disguised as us—"

How's the team doing?

'Report, Number Three was injured in the battle, but it doesn't affect his operations. The others only sustained minor injuries...'

"Retreat! Retreat immediately!"

'Yes.'

"From this moment forward! Hound Two shall maintain constant contact with headquarters."

The man shouted, then frowned.

Not only can it transform into their appearance, but it can also subtly change the number of members without them even realizing it.

What the hell is this monster?!

"Report... Report! A2 squad, A2 squad is out!"

The assistant suddenly pointed to the exit outside the blockade and shouted.

What! So fast?

The general suddenly realized something was wrong and then inquired about the communications system.

"This is command post. Hound Two, this is the location reported!"

"Reporting to command, we have just evacuated the warehouse and are heading to the exit area."

"... Command has received this."

The man's face was cold as he then gave his orders.

"Notify the warlock and sniper to open fire!"

"Yes!"

As the command was given, the roar of magic and arrows enveloped the figures emerging from the exit.

The massive impact even kicked up a considerable amount of dust.

However, at the very moment the general sighed, the display screen showed that the four heartbeats of Hound Two suddenly emitted an emergency alert!

The screen instantly turned red! My heart rate dropped to zero at that moment.

"General... the people at the front say... this monster is strange... their... their blood... is red..."

In an instant, the entire command post fell into a deathly silence, and the man who was the highest commander stood frozen in place.

Then, in the next moment, the other end of the communication was connected.

The voice of "Hound Two" suddenly became distorted, then turned into a series of shrill laughs.

'Hehehehe--hehe--hahahahahahaha--'

The laughter grew increasingly shrill and distorted, as if mercilessly mocking the man's misjudgment.

"Operator! Shut down communications!"

"Coco... but I can't turn it off! I've already tried, and I've already cut off the power."

Source!

The operator looked like he'd seen a ghost, shaking the power plug that had already been unplugged.

'General... we're coming out--'

'Whee--'

"Captain, what do we do if communications are cut off?"

"Retreat! We're retreating! The general gave the order: retreat after communications are cut off. We can use hand signals to identify us!"

'Trust the general's judgment!'

"We're almost there, Captain!"

We've reached the exit!

"Aaaaaaah! My hand! Aaaaaah!"

'Captain, they've opened fire...'

'No... no!'

'Hehe--I trust the general's judgment--Hehe, I trust the general's judgment--'

As if mocking, the voice on the other end of the communication channel deliberately reproduced the words of Hound Two before they were covered in magic and arrows, playing repeatedly in the small command room.

"* Columbia swearing* you bastard!!!"

The man clenched his fists tightly, his eyes bloodshot like those of a raging beast.

"Bring the main guns of the high-speed warships here!!! I don't care if you're Demons or some kind of dog shit, I'm going to slaughter this bastard today!!!"

It's so noisy.

"Hehehe--I trust the general's judgment--"

It's so noisy.

Zuo Jian, Zuo Jian was unconsciously controlling a black humanoid figure as it wandered through the laboratory corridor.

The noise around him made him a little irritated.

"Hahahaha! Humans! Humans! Hahahaha!"

The shadowy figure stepped forward and discovered that the corner was piled high with clumps of writhing black limbs.

Various kinds of mouths grew out from above, emitting a large number of different and noisy noises.

"Please, please let us out!"

"Hahahaha, trash! Trash!"

"Get out! You can't stop me! You can't stop me!"

"Ahhh, I'm so scared, I'm so scared! Let me out! Let me out now!"

A headset is surrounded by these bizarre limbs, which are constantly emitting strange sounds at it.

Little did they know... an even greater threat was lurking behind them.

Zuo Jian's reason had fallen into a deep sleep; the noise did not awaken his consciousness.

Instead, it stirred up restlessness in something else.

Within living organisms, there exists an instinct called killing.