Trap Kill

When Ye Siyu heard the alarm, a calm smile appeared on his face. He put the pistol in his hand into his Storage Space, then sprinted toward the laboratory where the Iron-Blooded Warrior's corpse was kept. He knew that the Iron-Blooded Warriors invading the base had come to retrieve the corpse, and that there were only two of them. He had to reach the laboratory ahead of them and make preparations—or rather, set a trap.

After about three minutes, Ye Siyu reached the laboratory where the Iron-Blooded Warrior's corpse was kept. The members of the secret department he passed along the way ignored him entirely because of the Iron-Blooded Warriors' invasion.

The researchers in the laboratory had also gone to a temporary shelter to wait for the crisis to pass. The entire laboratory was empty, save for an Iron-Blooded Warrior's corpse lying on the operating table, its belly cut open.

Ye Siyu hurried over to the Iron-Blooded Warrior on the operating table and took more than ten high-explosive grenades out of his Storage Space. He hid them beneath the corpse and inside its open body. The moment the corpse was lifted from the table, the grenade fuses would trigger an explosion.

Once he had finished, Ye Siyu tucked himself into a corner of the room opposite the laboratory and pulled out a reflective-coated cloak to cover himself. It would keep the Iron-Blooded Warriors from detecting him in thermal imaging mode.

Gunfire and screams echoed intermittently through the secret department's base. The Iron-Blooded Warriors were slaughtering its members.

Although the secret department had been established to guard against Iron-Blooded Warriors, its members had encountered them so rarely that the instances could be counted on one hand. They had no experience dealing with them at all.

On top of that, they had never imagined that their own base would be invaded by Iron-Blooded Warriors. As a result, the many people in the sprawling secret department base were being utterly beaten by just two of them.

Time passed, second by second. Heavy footsteps sounded in the previously quiet corridor. Beneath the cloak, Ye Siyu started and immediately looked toward the sound, but there was no one in the corridor, making it an eerie sight.

Ye Siyu knew the two Iron-Blooded Warriors had arrived. He didn't move, sitting quietly in the corner and watching the room opposite. He was waiting for the moment to strike.

The footsteps drew closer and soon reached the laboratory door. The closed door opened, and the two Iron-Blooded Warriors entered.

Seeing this, Ye Siyu knew it was time to prepare to act. He immediately took a thermite incendiary grenade out of his Storage Space. As soon as the Iron-Blooded Warriors inside triggered the trap, the grenade would be his parting gift to send them to hell.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Not long after Ye Siyu took out the thermite grenade, a series of tremendous explosions erupted in the laboratory. A blast of heat shattered the laboratory's glass, and scorching air swept through the corridor.

"Click!"

The instant the explosions sounded, Ye Siyu pulled the pin from the thermite grenade and hurled it between the two figures shrouded in smoke and dust inside the laboratory.

"Whoosh!"

"Roar! Roar!"

A brilliant burst of flame flared amid the smoke and dust. An even hotter wave of heat surged out, raising the temperature by several degrees. Two piercing roars followed. Within the smoke, two figures wreathed in fire were thrashing about—the thermite grenade had hit both Iron-Blooded Warriors.

Ye Siyu didn't stop there. The moment the thermite grenade exploded, he immediately took another incendiary grenade from his Storage Space and threw it into the laboratory. This one wasn't a thermite grenade, but a white phosphorus incendiary grenade, which stuck more tenaciously.

If they had been ordinary people,

a single thermite grenade would have burned them to blackened charcoal. But the Iron-Blooded Warriors clearly weren't ordinary people. Not only were their bodies stronger, they also wore armor. One thermite grenade could at most inflict minor injuries on them; it would be hard-pressed to deal a fatal blow. So after using the thermite grenade to inflict initial injuries and leave them flailing from the intense heat, Ye Siyu used the slightly cooler but longer-lasting white phosphorus incendiary grenade against them.

"Whoosh!"

Like the thermite grenade before it, the white phosphorus grenade landed between the two Iron-Blooded Warriors. Its brilliant flames burst open, beautiful as a lotus flower, but it was a beauty that took lives.

"Roar! Roar!"

The flames stuck directly to the two Iron-Blooded Warriors, reigniting the fire on their bodies that had nearly gone out. They immediately let out screams of agony. This time, they couldn't hold on. They fell to the floor and rolled about, trying to extinguish the white phosphorus flames that kept burning their flesh. Unfortunately, no matter how they rolled, the flames refused to go out.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

After the two different incendiary grenades hit the Iron-Blooded Warriors, the fire alarm sounded in the laboratory. The sprinklers on the ceiling activated, showering the room with water.

It's time!

Seeing the sprinklers activate, Ye Siyu shouted inwardly and rushed into the much cooler laboratory beneath his reflective-coated cloak. He thrust both hands out from under the cloak, a Desert Eagle already in each one.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Gunfire erupted. Ye Siyu aimed the two Desert Eagles at the two Iron-Blooded Warriors on the floor and fired. The powerful recoil traveled up his arms, causing him considerable discomfort and making his aim unsteady.

But Ye Siyu was simply too close to the two Iron-Blooded Warriors-only a meter or two away. No matter how unsteady his aim was, he could still hit them.

He fired all fourteen rounds in two seconds. The Desert Eagles vanished from his hands, replaced by two Glock 18s loaded with extended thirty-three-round magazines. Muzzle flashes flared, and all sixty-six bullets tore into the Iron-Blooded Warriors. Green blood washed across the floor under the falling water, and just like that, Ye Siyu defeated them both.

The Iron-Blooded Warrior on the right was as dead as could be; Ye Siyu had shot through his neck at the start. The one on the left was barely alive. All the bullets had struck his body, and his powerful physique had kept him from dying immediately.

The surviving Iron-Blooded Warrior raised his left hand slightly, reaching for the microcomputer on his right hand.

"Smack!" But the moment he raised his hand, Ye Siyu pinned it down with his foot.

"Trying to self-destruct?" Ye Siyu said with a chuckle, his foot on the surviving Iron-Blooded Warrior's left hand.

Thanks to "Emperor's Glory" and "Book Friend 161028233154218" for their tips of 1,000 Qidian coins; "Morgue No. 17" for a tip of 200 Qidian coins; and "Book Friend 141028110817874," "Born Ox," "Fengyue Luolan, Cause and Effect," and "W the King Is Here" for their tips of 100 Qidian coins.