Comprehension Ability: Creating the Five Thunders Technique in Reality Chapter 218 - 117: Exposed, This Person is Lin Beichen!3

The man’s face was filled with an expression of extre terror, his breathing becoming more rapid as he spoke about Lin Beichen and the five agents surviving the center of the explosion.

"Explosion, center of the explosion, those Great Xia captives, they, they’re not dead, no..."

His voice abruptly ceased.

It seed that he was too agitated, coupled with his candle-in-the-wind condition.

He died instantly!

"Wake up, wake up!!"

The team leader panicked, the man’s words ended abruptly at the most crucial mont. How could he just die!

Is there only one person rescuing the Great Xia captives? What did he look like? Why didn’t they die at the center of the explosion? What happened after?

His mind was filled with questions, and he didn’t know who to ask.

"Search, quickly search for any other survivors!"

He could only hope there were other organization mbers who survived the explosion.

After the team leader’s command.

The other team mbers imdiately started to act.

"Team leader, there’s soone still breathing here!"

"Report, found a survivor in decent condition here."

"..."

Survivors from the explosion were found one after another.

The team leader didn’t dare to delay and imdiately began to question them.

He questioned several survivors in rapid succession, cross-referencing the information they provided, and eventually determined the situation at the scene.

The five Great Xia people were rescued by one person.

No one among the survivors had seen the rescuer’s appearance. After all, those who survived the explosion were mbers standing on the periphery; they couldn’t see the inner circle clearly, and the blast had left them dazed. Just seeing through the thick smoke six people surviving at the center of the explosion was already remarkable.

As for why the six people survived the explosion, looking almost uninjured.

No one knew.

But many survivors ntioned that in the mont of the explosion, they vaguely saw a golden light appear at the center.

"..."

The scene was incredibly quiet.

The special operations group was dumbfounded after hearing the survivors’ descriptions, their expressions stunned. They couldn’t imagine the scene described by the survivors.

Such a powerful explosion, people at the center didn’t die, and seemingly unhard...

It’s too absurd!

It sounded like a ghost story.

But it wasn’t just one person saying this; nearly all the survivors said the sa.

So this matter couldn’t be false.

"Team leader, should we search for more survivors and ask them?"

One team mber suggested, still unable to fully believe what they heard and hoping to find another survivor to contradict the others.

The team leader shook his head: "No need."

He understood the team mber’s thinking; he had thought about it just monts ago, but rationality told him it would be a futile exercise, they had to respect the facts.

The most important thing now was to report the current situation!

The team leader imdiately took out the satellite communication equipnt to contact his direct superior—Griffin.

"Sir, it’s bad."

"What happened?"

"The organization’s base has been bombed."

"What??"

On the other end of the phone, Griffin, sitting in his office, furrowed his brows and asked, "What’s going on? Have you investigated thoroughly?"

"Yes, everything is clear now."

The team leader imdiately synchronized the information he had.

One person went to the organization’s base to rescue the five detained Great Xia personnel.

These six people were at the center of the explosion, yet not really hard.

...

Griffin tried to digest each piece of this information.

He knew things that the team leader couldn’t compare with; to the team leader, these were unbelievable, but to him, though shocking, they were not unacceptable.

The rescuer must be a Great Xia person!

Griffin firmly believed this, thinking no one else would take such a huge risk to do this except Great Xia.

Simultaneously, the rescuer’s identity.

A na inexplicably surfaced in his mind—

Lin Beichen?

Griffin considered this very possible.

But one thing puzzled him.

Based on the information he knew, Lin Beichen used Thunder Skill, which emitted blue-white light during casting.

However, the survivors ntioned gold light.

There was a discrepancy.

Could it be that Lin Beichen had other skills besides Thunder Skill?

Griffin’s heart was deeply shaken.

Just then.

Sounds of gunfire ca from the other end of the phone.

"Rat-a-tat-tat——!!"

"Bang——!!"

"..."

The sounds interrupted Griffin’s thoughts, and he hurriedly asked, "What’s going on?"

"Sir, it’s Snake Eye Province forces attacking us!"

The team leader answered quickly.

And the reason he instantly assessed the situation.

Was because he knew what they had done on the way.

On their way, the special operations group, like Lin Beichen and his team, encountered one major force from Snake Eye Province—Ketoya State’s troops sent to inspect the explosion scene.

Seeing them fully ard, Ketoya State’s troops imdiately reported, then intercepted and questioned them.

A big fight was imminent!

Resulting in the total annihilation of Ketoya State’s troops.

With the cost of the lives of a few team mbers and so injuries.

Rushing to the base, they left imdiately and didn’t notice a few hidden Ketoya State mbers.

Ketoya State mbers contacted their superiors and followed them.

Eventually, Ketoya State reinforcents arrived, directed by those mbers, leading to the current situation.

"Which force is attacking you?"

"I don’t know, I..."

"Bang——!"

With the sound of a skull being pierced, the team leader’s voice abruptly ceased.

Griffin’s face changed, evidently realizing what happened; the team leader was killed!

The gunfire sounds gradually faded away, eventually ceasing, with only Snake Eye Province’s strange dialect repeatedly erging from the phone.

Griffin knew the special operations group had been completely wiped out, unable to provide imdiate help from afar.

Griffin hung up the phone with an iron-blue face, after adjusting himself, he picked up the fixed phone on his desk and dialed a number.

Despite the regret for the loss of the special operations group, he wouldn’t forget to report the situation to his superiors.

That was more important.

Soon, the phone connected.

Griffin said in a deep voice: "Minister, I request an ergency eting!"