Zhang Wei roared as he fired his two handguns. Countless large-caliber bullets leaped from the muzzles, leaving two clear trails of flame, like two fiery dragons whipping their tails. They swept across the two armored off-road vehicles at the front, and five seconds later, the two armored vehicles exploded into fireballs, completely destroyed.
Lambert then displayed his Sniping skills, remaining silent and firing continuously. He used armor-piercing steel-core rounds, and every shot was effective, hitting the tires or the windshield in front of the driver's seat, greatly slowing down the enemy's pursuit.
"Reinforcements have arrived!"
Ma Qingyang, who was fleeing in his car, was overjoyed. His team members were filled with hope, as almost all of them were injured and lying dead in their car.
As the car reached the hilltop, Ma Qingyang popped his head out of the driver's seat and shouted, "Old Zhang, there are too many enemies! Run!"
Just then, a strange gust of wind suddenly swept down from the hillside towards Zhang Wei and the others. The wind whipped up sand and dust, which actually formed a ghostly face with facial features. Everyone felt a sudden, uneasy tremor in their hearts.
"Get out of the way!" Zhang Wei roared, and quickly rolled on the ground. His armor was too heavy, so this was the only way to dodge. Li Yalin and Lambert reacted the fastest and immediately dodged to the side.
The gust of wind exploded on the original position, blowing several field team members away.
Suddenly, Zhang Wei felt a sharp, needle-like pain in his head, and blood streamed down his nose. In a panic, he discovered that the field team members who couldn't dodge in time were all bleeding from their faces and were lying on the ground, convulsing unconsciously.
"Mental attack! The other side has a superpowered individual!" Zhang Wei was shocked. Upon closer inspection, he saw an armored vehicle open its roof, and a graceful figure in a black leather jacket jumped out, rushing towards them at an extremely fast speed. Her long, red curly hair fluttered in the wind, like a red and black lightning bolt.
Hila's eyes were cold and sharp. With a wave of her hand, another gust of wind with a ghostly face quickly formed and swept towards Zhang Wei. The wind howled in the air, like a silent wail.
No, this isn't just a rumor.
This is the cry of the soul!
[Power of the Dead] -- Hila's special ability.
Zhang Wei felt dizzy and disoriented, and fell to the ground. If it weren't for his strong physique, this blow would have killed him.
Han Xiao frowned, pushed aside the bewildered Lin Yao, took over the command, and shouted, "She's the combat executor of the Germinal Sprouts, get out of the way immediately!"
Changing commanders on the eve of battle is a major taboo. Zhang Wei was about to reprimand them when he was surprised to find that Li Yalin and Lambert did not hesitate at all, turned around and left, completely trusting Han Xiao's judgment.
That newcomer is so trustworthy?
Zhang Wei looked surprised, swallowed his words, gritted his teeth, stood up, activated the propulsion device of his leg armor, and could take a step of five or six meters. He quickly followed his two teammates, retreating rapidly, occasionally turning around to fire, hindering Hila's pursuit.
Hila rushed up the hill, and with a wave of her hand, a hazy gray light swept across, and the entire field team, unable to dodge in time, fell to the ground. They had no external injuries, but they had stopped breathing.
Han Xiao's gaze was solemn. He had long known how powerful Hila was. Fortunately, he hadn't run into Hila when he escaped the lab. Her ability was an extremely rare ability with Grade S potential, surpassing even the Calamity Grade.
Hila is already quite formidable even though she has only developed a rudimentary version of her powers.
"She's too fast, Li Yalin, stop her!"
Without hesitation, Li Yalin turned around and unleashed a swift whip kick, a burst of bright yellow energy that sent Hila staggering back several steps.
"A martial artist?" Hila narrowed her eyes, clasped her hands together, and threw an even bigger ghost face at Li Yalin.
Li Yalin remained remarkably calm. With a sliding tackle, she passed right under the ghost face, suffering only a slight aftershock. Her physique was more than capable of withstanding it. She then closed in on Hila again, swiftly drawing her Folding War Blade and bringing it down heavily.
Hila was startled and had to roll away to avoid the Blades.
Li Yalin used every trick in the book, each strike imbued with power. Her long legs swept, kicked, chopped, stomped, and punched with fluid, graceful movements, like a graceful swallow dancing, leaving afterimages flying everywhere. Yet, her attacks were like Rainstorm, overflowing with killing intent.
Spirit Swallow Style Martial Arts!
Hila was enveloped in a gray aura, her arms forming a shield to block every attack, remaining unscathed like a reef. There was only one explanation: Hila's strength far surpassed Li Yalin's, and even in the close-quarters combat area where Li Yalin excelled, she was not at a disadvantage.
This series of exchanges lasted only a few seconds, yet it was incredibly dangerous.
"Using the boom arm, the enemy will reveal a momentary opening; Lambert seizes the opportunity to Sniping!"
Li Yalin bit her lip, reached into her backpack with her left hand, and when she took it out again, she had already put on the Light Power Arm. She threw a punch, and the mechanical power added to her strength, breaking Hila's blocking stance and exposing her chest and abdomen.
The mechanical Iron Fist sank into something soft.
A solid hit!
A sickly flush flashed across Hila's face. She let out a muffled groan, rubbed her hands together, and a gray aura swirled rapidly in her palms, as if sparks were flying. Then she pressed her hands down, and a gale swept outwards from her feet, stirring up dust and sand!
Li Yalin hurriedly retreated, but even so, her brain felt as if it had been hit by a heavy hammer, her soul felt as if it had been torn apart, her mind was in excruciating pain, two streams of blood flowed from her nose, the earth and sky in her vision tilted, she almost lost her sense of balance and nearly couldn't stand up.
Hila stared at the familiar Light Power Arm, her anger and shock mingling as she shouted, "What's your relationship with Zero?!"
Zero? Who's that? Li Yalin was completely baffled.
Just then, Lambert made his move, seizing the fleeting opportunity and firing a shot. Hila's expression changed, and she dodged sharply to the side, her gray energy transforming into a thick fog to defend her entire body. The large-caliber bullet struck her shoulder, Hila was thrown off balance as if she had been hit head-on by a speeding train.
"Zhang Wei, run with Li Yalin!"
Despite being addressed by his given name, Zhang Wei had no objection. Under Han Xiao's command, Li Yalin and Lambert worked together to quickly injure the troublesome enemy. He began to trust Han Xiao's instructions. Upon hearing this, he immediately picked up the dizzy Li Yalin, turned around, and ran towards Ma Qingyang's car.
The Germinal armored vehicle convoy charged up the hill, opening fire rapidly. Zhang Wei's massive shield on his back was hit, sparks flying as it quickly deformed and twisted. He didn't even dare to look back. At that moment, he and Tu-Shu were incredibly grateful for the huge iron bulge they were wearing. They used to complain that it was too heavy, but now they felt very safe!
"Get in the car quickly!" Ma Qingyang looked back anxiously several times and hurriedly slowed down.
The three hurriedly jumped into the car, which only stopped for two seconds before it was nearly pierced by concentrated fire.
Zhang Wei finally had time to assess the situation. The pursuing armored convoy was not as fast as them, and the powerful superhuman was treating his injuries and unable to pursue them. As long as they escaped to the plane, they could retreat safely.
"No problem!"
Zhang Wei breathed a sigh of relief.
Han Xiao immediately poured cold water on the idea, saying, "Watch out from the sky."
In the sky?
Oh, and the enemy also has a helicopter!
Zhang Wei was startled.
"Tap tap tap--"
The Black Harrier Helicopter finally appeared, its onboard machine gun firing down on the car from above.
"We have to shoot that thing down!" Zhang Wei judged quickly. "Otherwise, our plane will also be in danger. Only Lambert's Sniping rifle has that kind of range!"
Lambert shook his head expressionlessly. "I've run out of armor- Sniping rounds; I only have regular bullets left. The Black Harrier Helicopter has very thick armor; even armor-piercing rounds won't penetrate it without at least seven shots."
"Am I going to die here?"
Ma Qingyang looked utterly desperate. He was only one kilometer away from the retreating fighter jets, but it felt like an insurmountable chasm.
Han Xiao suddenly interjected, "Have you forgotten what I gave you?"
Li Yalin was taken aback, then took out four magazines, one of which contained Sniping bullets, and asked, "What are these for?"
"You'll know once you try."
Without a word, Lambert loaded the magazine and fired a shot at the helicopter.
Everyone watched expectantly.
A single bullet carries the last hope.
Time seemed to slow down.
The bolt slid, ejecting an empty brass cartridge case. The muzzle spewed fire and smoke, and the deep red Sniping bullet, engraved with flame patterns, was propelled out of the muzzle by the kinetic energy generated by the primer. It accelerated, spun, and danced, and under the influence of kinetic energy, the bullet kissed the helicopter's bulletproof glass.
The red warhead split open rapidly, resembling a blooming lotus flower, releasing highly adhesive and flammable gas.
"Boom--"
The blinding flames expanded, and the helicopter exploded into a Great Fireball with a deafening roar. The flames clung to the armor, making it look as if the armor itself had been set ablaze!
The helicopter suddenly flew erratically as if it were drunk, showing the pilot's panic as his vision was filled with flames, and spun away from the battlefield.
Everyone was startled and stared intently at the high-incendiary magazine.
It can even set armor on fire!
What kind of bullet is this?!
Ma Qingyang asked in shock, "Where did you get such a good thing?"
"I've struck gold!" Li Yalin's eyes lit up. She quickly switched to high-incendiary pistol bullets of a different caliber, raised her hand and fired. Each High Combustion Bullet turned a large number of off-road vehicles into fireballs. Even when they hit the ground, they could set off a sea of fire.
The armor was heated, and the temperature inside the enemy vehicle rose sharply. Flames using gas as a fuel burned into the vehicle's interior through the gaps, causing critical components such as the engine and cylinders to overheat. Pursuing vehicles swerved to avoid the fire and had no time to attack.
Lambert seized the opportunity and fired two more shots, hitting the helicopter's rotor blades. The helicopter spun and spun, disappearing completely from the battlefield.
Ma Qingyang stepped on the gas and rushed into the rear cabin of the plane. The already extremely nervous pilot immediately took off, and the plane quickly disappeared into the horizon.
Hila's face was pale. The Sniping wound on her shoulder was shallow, with wisps of gray mist swirling around it. The bleeding was quickly stopped. She looked resentfully in the direction the plane had gone, then connected to the leader's communicator, gritting her teeth as she said, "Zero's whereabouts detected!"