Amidst the spreading fire of war, they raised their weapons, their pupils trembling as they searched for the enemy's figure, their backs involuntarily shivering in fear...
"Hello."
In the next moment, Death's Leader, who appeared out of nowhere, placed the muzzle against the SWAT tactical helmet labeled "SWAT," with a benevolent smile on his face.
Bang! Blood splattered, and another SWAT member was shot dead.
Despite this, the remaining SWAT forces did not retreat. They continued to analyze and discuss the information about Death's Leader.
"I did shoot him in the head just now, it couldn't have gone wrong!"
"Grenades don't work either, what kind of monster is he?!"
"Quiet! As the leader of the SWAT Special Operations Team, I order you all to fight to the last moment. Do you have any objections?!"
"No objections!"
"We live and die together. Support team, deploy smoke! Use a swarm tactic to control him!"
As the order was issued, all SWAT members threw smoke grenades around Death's Leader, filling the area with white smoke and obscuring the scene.
"Charge!"
The team leader led the way, and the other members followed closely, charging from all directions, bypassing their fallen colleagues and the abandoned patrol cars, closing in on Death's Leader for close combat!
In the midst of the white smoke, the black SWAT action suits with daggers and bayonets moved swiftly, gradually closing the distance as they prepared to engage Death's Leader in hand-to-hand combat.
Within the smokescreen, Death's Leader looked around with interest, tossing away his firearm and revealing a Nepalese kukri.
"A melee fight... it's been a long time since I've played like this..."
While musing, Death's Leader swung his knife backward without hesitation, instantly killing the team leader, extinguishing his life force.
He dodged the attack of another SWAT member, using his elbow to strike the abdomen of the third SWAT member.
Puff...
Cough...
Raising his hand and lowering his knife, Death's Leader effortlessly defeated multiple SWAT members who were trying to surround him, resembling a grim reaper descending to the world.
To the survivors of the previous generation's wars, all the SWAT members were like toddlers just learning to walk, and they failed to ignite Death's Leader's interest.
Parrying, blocking, unloading force, kicking, stabbing—the movements of Death's Leader were incredibly skillful, as he had executed them tens of thousands of times.
In just a few minutes, he killed all the SWAT members who had attempted a melee attack.
However, Death's Leader was not satisfied; he wanted more. He moved his neck and said gently:
"Children, you need the baptism of real warfare..."
Suddenly, the last SWAT member charged out of the smoke, holding a knife straight at Death's Leader's carotid artery, showing no mercy!
Death's Leader, seeing this, swung his kukri again, but this time the SWAT member did not dodge or escape. He stubbornly took the blade into his chest and collided with Death's Leader!
Looking down, a fragmentation grenade worn by the SWAT member was about to explode.
Death's Leader smiled, saying calmly, "Not bad."
In the blink of an eye, the intense explosion killed both of them, blowing away the white smoke, seemingly settling everything.
After a few seconds of silence, the remaining security bureau personnel, tightly gripping their standard issue pistols, slowly approached the scene.
The white smoke drifted away with the evening breeze, and in the next moment, a hand holding a military-issue 92FS pistol emerged from the ashes, pointing directly at the target's head.
"Why are you still sending yourselves to die?"
The calm words intimidated all the police officers. Just as Death's Leader was about to pull the trigger, the situation changed again!
"The Z country administrative branch—Seventeenth Bureau's Action Team is taking over this site. All unrelated personnel, please evacuate," said the chief, receiving orders from his superiors.
"Visual block," "visual block," "visual block."
Though they had not seen any reinforcements arriving, all the police officers immediately evacuated due to their inner fear.
"Oh, the Inspectors are finally here."
As the white smoke dissipated, Death's Leader adjusted his blood-stained beret and looked up at the buildings with a smile.
Three Inspectors—Mask, Talisman Paper, and Taiji—leapt between the buildings, rapidly approaching at high speed.
"Welcome to my war, hahaha!"
Death's Leader, full of delight, took a big step forward and fired a barrage of heavy FNFAL assault rifle bullets at the Inspector team!
Within moments, dozens of heavy bullets covered the Inspector team's advance route, and the enhanced military hardware that ignored the laws of physics penetrated Talisman Paper's Talisman Paper defense!
Talisman Paper's eyes widened in shock, but before the bullets could hit them, Taiji acted quickly, using his ability to redirect the bullets back in a half-circle!
Taiji's power was to use softness to overcome hardness.
The bullets, now guided by Taiji's true qi, changed direction and headed back towards Death's Leader. At the same time, Mask's ability activated, rapidly depleting his psychic energy!
"Exchange appearances, you and I."
In the moment these words were spoken, Mask's faceless white mask disappeared, replaced by Death's Leader's smiling face.
And Death's Leader put on the faceless white mask, losing control of his body!
Dozens of bullets pierced through Death's Leader's body, carrying bloodstains, and hit the concrete ground, sending debris flying!
"Death's Leader's ability is super-speed regeneration. Either seal it, or obliterate him instantly, Talisman Paper!"
Taking advantage of Death's Leader's control loss and the brief moment of being shot, Talisman Paper's eyes indicated that he understood. Then, with his robe billowing, he leaped from the building to hover above Death's Leader.
Enveloped in his wide robe, hiding his arms, he produced numerous detonation talismans and buried Death's Leader!
In mid-air, Talisman Paper's eyes were sharp as he formed hand seals and chanted:
"Explode!"
With a powerful force, the massive stack of Talisman Paper ignited and exploded underground, shaking the entire area, leaving a crater several meters deep in the cement road!
The powerful force caused the robes of the three Inspectors to billow uncontrollably. They kept their eyes fixed on the spot where Death's Leader was buried.
He's not dead yet—this thought surfaced in their minds.
Swiftly breaking through the night sky, a competent and sharp workplace woman appeared, rushing out from behind Mask, and reversing her iron Tang knife, thrusting it into the burial site of Death's Leader!
Wu Dao's true qi burst out, and the ground collapsed with the force!
Ji Yi stared at the ash pile where the iron Tang knife was inserted, frowned, and felt the warning from her martial instinct, causing her to look towards a distant intersection.
In the depths of the eerie night, next to the damaged traffic light that had been shot, Death's Leader stood there, smiling gently, his left arm holding a little girl.
The little girl struggled and cried, but Death's Leader stood firm, pointing his gun at her head, ready to shoot at any moment.
The girl stopped struggling and could only sob in fear, a heartbreaking sight.
"Hush... don't be afraid..." Death's Leader spoke gently to the little girl.
Then, he smiled and stuffed a candy into her pocket, whispering softly:
"...Here's some candy for you. Don't be scared, be good."
"wu... wuwu..."
With the hostage in place, Ji Yi and the entire Inspector team were deterred, their gaze fixed on Death's Leader.
The atmosphere was oppressively tense, and the scent of blood filled the air...