"Pfft~"
Like a watermelon pierced through, juice shot out from the arrow lodged in the skull.
The bioengineered soldier with a hole in his forehead still charged forward valiantly, as if a small headshot was not worth mentioning.
Their modified bodies had a trait that resisted death, allowing them to ignore fatal wounds to a certain extent, which often resulted in an unimaginable will to fight.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
Not until several more arrows struck various parts of their bodies, especially the five arrows in the legs significantly reducing their mobility, did the rhino-like charge of the Biochemical Squadron begin to slow down.
The distance to the invaders was still... 11 meters.
But in this state, they were already incapable of defeating the enemy.
Retreat!
Simple and rigid commands dominated the will of these bioengineered soldiers. Realizing that the opponent was unbeatable, they turned to flee, but the way back was already a path of blood.
"Whoosh!"
"Whoosh!"
