Two hours later.
"We have reached the designated airdrop coordinates!"
The pilot's voice came through the communications channel.
The next moment.
The transport plane began descending.
The cabin door slowly opened, and fierce wind poured into the aircraft.
"Jump!"
Su Qingxue shouted and leaped from the cabin first.
Lin Yuan followed close behind.
More than a dozen figures fell toward the ground like black meteors.
Midair.
Lin Yuan looked down at the land below.
The once lush mountains and forests had become utterly unrecognizable.
The outer Defense Line was riddled with devastation.
Charred shell craters covered the ground in dense clusters.
Wrecked armored vehicles stood overturned in the mud, still belching black smoke.
The air was thick with the pungent smell of gunpowder and an overpowering stench of blood.
Bang!
Lin Yuan landed steadily.
The soil beneath his feet was unusually muddy, saturated with blood.
Behind the Defense Line.
The soldiers stationed there were covered in mud, their eyes exhausted yet fierce.
"Zhao Jianguo, commander of the Shennongjia Outer Perimeter Garrison Camp, reporting as ordered to assist with the operation!"
Seeing Lin Yuan and the others descend from the sky.
A military officer hurried forward and sharply raised his right arm in salute.
Lin Yuan returned a standard military salute.
He said nothing more.
At a time like this, any comfort would have sounded pale and powerless.
Only the blood of Ferocious Beasts could console the fallen soldiers.
“How is the Defense Line holding?”
Su Qingxue stepped forward and got straight to the point.
"Very badly."
"For the past two days, the beasts inside have been charging outward like they've gone mad."
Zhao Jianguo pointed toward the dense primeval forest ahead, his voice hoarse.
"The Blood Abyss Bodhi is about to mature."
"The strange fragrance it emits drives Ferocious Beasts