Chapter 42: The Assault
"Captain, this isn't working. The monsters are getting more and more." In the frantically fleeing team, a particularly muscular man over two meters tall, holding a massive machine gun, occasionally turned back to fire and slow down the monsters, shouting loudly.
"Meng Xiu, hold on no matter what, we must ensure Old Zhou's safety." At the front of the team, a cold and lean man with a saber in hand slashed through a monster blocking their path, glanced at the elderly man with white hair being carried by a team member, and said in a deep voice.
The old man, carried by a fighter with a long knife, remained silent. As an old researcher, he knew very well that he didn't need to do anything at this time, just follow the arrangements and not cause trouble for them.
"I've already sent out a distress signal; reinforcements will arrive soon."
"Captain, I know, but my ammunition is running low." The man known as Meng Xiu shouted as he ran, firing furiously at the monsters behind them. Under high-intensity shooting, the consumption of heavy machine gun ammunition was too fast.
"Captain, my ammunition is running low too." Another team member holding a heavy machine gun also shouted helplessly.
"Enter the building. Use the complex environment of the building to shake them off. There's an alley behind that building; we might have a chance there."
"Yes." The surrounding soldiers responded in a deep voice. As the most elite fighter unit of the military, they had experienced similar situations many times. If it were just themselves, they would have nothing to fear.
But this time was different. They needed to protect an important researcher and absolutely could not allow any accidents. They could die, but Professor Zhou could not. Because they knew that as long as Professor Zhou's research was successful, countless brothers in the military could stand up again.
However, just as they were less than a hundred meters away from the building, on the rooftop of another building hundreds of meters away, a team had already set their sights on them. Two men holding sniper rifles, both Caucasian, smiled bloodthirstily as they aimed at the fleeing team.
"This old man surnamed Zhou is really stubborn. We were willing to offer a price of 10 billion to acquire the technology in his hands, but he just wouldn't agree." A bald Caucasian man looked at the old man being carried by the military fighter on his back, dissatisfaction in his eyes.
"If there were any other way, I really wouldn't want to kill him. As long as he was willing to work for our HR Alliance, no matter what price he set, we could accept it. Unfortunately, he just doesn't know the times. There's internal news that their research has made a significant breakthrough. If they really succeed, our losses would be too great. So, he must die."
Hearing the bald Caucasian's words, a Japanese man beside him whispered. "Mr. Davis, if we kill him here, will there really be no problems?"
Davis looked at him dissatisfied and said in a deep voice.
"Kota Fujioka, as long as we clean up after ourselves, who would know it was us? As long as there's no direct evidence, who can do anything to us? Our Paulinus family is not to be trifled with."
"Yes."
"Do you think it's just us few people on this mission? We're just the ones directly taking action. Behind us, who knows how many big shots are watching. This old guy has been holed up in the lab, but he actually came out into the wilderness. This time, there are no Wargod experts from the military nearby. As long as we act quickly and get the job done, the rest will be handled by someone else." Davis sneered.
"It's his fault for extracting a special self-healing factor from monsters. Its effect is almost comparable to the Water of Life, and its price is terrifyingly low. If he really succeeds in his research, it would be a devastating blow to our HR Alliance's pharmaceutical companies. Not just our HR Alliance, even North America over there, hehe..." Davis suddenly stopped talking and said no more.
"Find an opportunity, prioritize killing Zhou Zhengming."
"Understood!" As soon as the words fell, the two Caucasian men holding sniper rifles almost simultaneously pulled the trigger.
"Boom!" "Boom!"
Two low, muffled sounds suddenly rang out, and two bullets instantly tore through the sky, shooting towards the few people sprinting in the distance. He Jingtian, who was leading the charge at the front, felt his scalp go numb. His advanced Warlord reflexes allowed him to detect the disturbance in the air from afar.
"High-caliber sniper rifle!"
He Jingtian's eyes turned bloodshot, and the long knife in his hand erupted, accurately chopping the incoming sniper bullet. But on the other side, the military fighter carrying Professor Zhou couldn't react in time.
Under normal circumstances, as an intermediate Warlord fighter, facing a sniper rifle attack, he could react if prepared. However, when carrying someone, especially someone he needed to protect. He also noticed the incoming bullet, and the target was Professor Zhou on his back. In the emergency, he only had time to slightly adjust his body angle, barely protecting Professor Zhou, but the sniper bullet instantly pierced his right arm. Under the power of the high-caliber sniper bullet, the right arm holding the long knife was instantly blown away, turning into a mist of blood.
"Ambush, Sniper rifle" The belated warning did not serve any purpose.
Zhang Sheng's body heavily fell to the ground, but even at this moment, he instinctively protected Professor Zhou behind him, not letting him get hurt.
"Zhang Sheng."
"Protect Professor Zhou." The sudden attack threw the entire team into disarray.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Rat-a-tat-tat—" The snipers in the Caucasian assault team fired continuously, and Kota Fujioka even pulled out a gun and fired crazily.
"Retreat. Retreat into the building."
He Jingtian's eyes were bloodshot as he stared fiercely at the muzzle flashes on the distant rooftop. With his vision, he could even clearly see the grim smiles on the faces of the Caucasian man and Kota Fujioka.
There was no time for sorrow. The few of them waved their weapons continuously, blocking the incoming hail of bullets, and barely retreated into the ruins of a building. But this delay allowed the pursuing monster horde to catch up. The moment the few of them hid in the building, the monster horde surrounded the entire building.
"We can't leave. We're surrounded.' Meng Xiu's heavy machine gun fired crazily, the barrel turning red. Inside the building, the few of them fought as they retreated, using the terrain to dodge repeatedly.
"Go upstairs, hold the position and wait for reinforcements." Although the situation was extremely critical at this time, as the captain, He Jingtian remained calm.
"No. Going upstairs is a dead end. There are high-level Commanders in this monster horde; the building won't last long." A tall soldier with a battle axe behind He Jingtian looked grim.
"Meng Xiu, you and I will hold them off. Captain, you protect Professor Zhou and Zhang Sheng and retreat from the back."
"Okay." Hearing the order, Meng Xiu, holding the machine gun, nodded with a ferocious smile and activated a powerful bomb on his belt.
"Shao Yanwu, what are you doing?" He Jingtian roared.
"Captain, there's no time." Zhang Sheng, who had just hastily treated his wound, his arm completely turned into a mist of blood, also looked fierce.
"My arm is injured, I can't walk. I'll stay too, you guys leave, remember to avenge us. Captain, the mission is important. Protect Professor Zhou and avenge us."
Just as they decided to hold the rear and buy time for the others, a loud eagle cry came from the sky. Under the high-pitched and ear-piercing cry, the already dilapidated building shook, and rubble rolled down. The few of them, who were discussing holding the rear, instantly despaired.
"It's over, it's a Horde Leader rank Black Crowned Golden Eagle."
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