Chapter 282: Choosing Negotiations
Zhang Yi imdiately discussed with Liang Yue and agreed to collaborate with her.
However, the condition was that Liang Yue had to assist him in secretly dealing with West Hill Base.
For Liang Yue, this was no problem. She had long hated that evil place and couldn’t wait to see it destroyed.
Thus, the two quickly reached an agreent.
As for how Liang Yue would get the students out, that was her own problem.
The most Zhang Yi could do was provide so assistance; he wasn’t going to personally help her rescue them.
Still, Zhang Yi was curious—what was Liang Yue planning to do?
He repeatedly confird with Yang Xinxin and Lu Keran:
"How's your Teacher Liang's brain functioning these days?"
The two of them laughed, "Oh, she's still sharp! She won’t do anything foolish!"
Zhang Yi raised an eyebrow, a playful smile on his face, "Really? Then I’m curious to see how she plans to get all those students out."
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At Xu Family Town, Liang Yue felt a slight relief after receiving Zhang Yi's promise.
At least she had secured a backup plan for the students.
Now, she had to think about how to get them out of West Hill Base.
If it were just one or two people, given her current position as the captain of the Special Forces, it wouldn’t be difficult.
After all, the people from the Fourth Life Pod were just laborers and test subjects now.
But taking out more than thirty students in one go? That was a whole different challenge.
"I need to find the right opportunity!"
Liang Yue thought to herself.
The best ti would be during a significant upheaval at West Hill Base.
She couldn’t act recklessly. If anything leaked, it would be a disaster.
She tucked her phone into her white boots.
She had two phones, a secret she kept hidden.
When she first entered West Hill Base, her phone was confiscated and inspected. Liang Yue suspected they had installed monitoring software.
Fortunately, she had a backup phone.
She turned in one, but secretly kept the other, which she used to contact Zhang Yi.
anwhile, Ling Feng, Shi Dayong, and a few other trusted followers were in another snow house, eating while discussing their next offensive plan.
Ling Feng and Shi Dayong were among the strongest Superhumans at West Hill Base.
As top-tier fighters, their physical prowess and combat skills were far superior to ordinary people.
After their awakening, they beca even more powerful!
Coupled with the advanced technology and enhancents at West Hill Base, Ling Feng was practically a perfect super soldier.
The only drawback was the enormous consumption of resources.
Despite his short stature, Ling Feng could eat enough for five soldiers on a regular day!
Today, he was eating even more, having overused his powers.
Ling Feng grabbed a roasted fish and bit off half of it in one go.
Munching on it, he spoke indistinctly to the others around him, "From what we can see, regular attacks won’t work against that shelter."
"So, put your weapons aside for now and focus on periter surveillance. As for Zhang Yi, leave him to us!"
The soldiers, intrigued, asked, "If we don’t need to fight Zhang Yi, who else should we prepare for?"
Ling Feng smiled slyly, "Tianhai City isn’t the only place with shelters. The commotion we've caused recently might attract other forces."
"Also, I’ve noticed the villagers in Xu Family Town starting to resent us. Keep an eye on them!"
The soldiers burst into laughter.
"You an those villagers? Captain, co on. Do they even have the guts?"
Ling Feng replied calmly, "People like them are prone to foolish, impulsive actions. Better to be cautious. If they rebel, just shoot a few, and the rest will fall in line."
The soldiers nodded. They’d done this kind of thing before, and they were good at it.
At that mont, a female soldier approached.
"Captain, the Leader wants to speak with you."
The ntion of "Leader" made the atmosphere tense.
They had been out for two days, and although they had gathered a lot of explosives from West Hill Base, the shelter remained intact. Worse, they had lost nearly half of their troops.
Reporting this outco was bound to infuriate their leader.
Everyone was nervous for Ling Feng.
Ling Feng, however, remained calm, putting down his fishbone and standing up casually.
It wasn’t that he wasn’t anxious; as the person in charge, he knew he had to take responsibility.
Ling Feng approached the communication device next door.
It was a special computer with far more functions than an ordinary one, allowing communication with West Hill Base, located hundreds of ters underground.
Through the screen, Ling Feng saw the dignified yet stern face of Chen Xinian.
Ling Feng saluted, "Leader!"
Chen Xinian nodded, "Ling Feng, how’s the mission going? It’s been two days—any progress?"
Chen Xinian didn’t ask if the mission was completed.
He knew Ling Feng's style well enough to understand that if the mission had been successful, Ling Feng would’ve reported it imdiately.
So, Chen Xinian was aware that Ling Feng had encountered difficulties.
Ling Feng, with his square, iron-like face, ticulously reported the situation to Chen Xinian, hiding nothing.
He included details of Zhang Yi’s abilities and the loss of over twenty elite soldiers.
Hearing this, Chen Xinian’s smile gradually faded, and a cold glint flashed in his narrowed eyes.
Those were over twenty Special Forces soldiers!
Not ordinary fighters, but the cream of the crop, including so of their hard-to-create synthetic Superhumans!
And they had all been wiped out?
This was a severe blow to West Hill Base’s combat strength.
Ling Feng knew Chen Xinian was deeply disappointed and angry.
He quickly added, "Although we suffered heavy losses, we’ve managed to figure out Zhang Yi’s abilities over the past two days."
"Moving forward, we will definitely be able to take down his shelter! Please rest assured."
Chen Xinian was silent for a mont, trying to calm himself down. Otherwise, he would’ve unleashed a tirade at Ling Feng.
But as the leader of West Hill Base’s top fighting force, he couldn’t afford to berate him too harshly—Ling Feng was still needed.
Any scolding could wait until the mission was complete.
Chen Xinian asked, "What’s your plan?"
Ling Feng replied, "Conventional weapons are ineffective against him. We could request support from the upper military district to launch a missile strike on his shelter."
Chen Xinian took a deep breath and glared at him, "That plan is too difficult to execute, and I’ve already made it clear that I want Zhang Yi alive. What good is a corpse to ?"
What Chen Xinian really wanted were the vast supplies within Zhang Yi’s alternate dinsion.
If Zhang Yi were killed, there was no guarantee he’d ever get those supplies.
Ling Feng expected this response, so he calmly presented his second suggestion.
"My second plan is for a few of us, the squad leader-level Superhumans, to continuously attack Zhang Yi’s shelter."
"The downside is that it might take longer."
Chen Xinian asked, "How long?"
Ling Feng thought for a mont before cautiously replying, "Six months!"
Chen Xinian was stunned.
"Six months? Are you saying it will take half a year, with constant attacks from our top Superhumans, to break through his shelter?"
"That would leave West Hill Base vulnerable. What if other forces attack during that ti? What if there’s internal unrest? Could you respond in ti?"
Ling Feng said, "Leader, we are stationed at Xu Family Town, and don’t need supplies from the base."
"Moreover, we’ve confird that Zhang Yi is a spatial ability user. He must be the one who stole billions in supplies from the Walmart warehouse!"
"If we capture him, we can keep West Hill Base running for five years!"
Chen Xinian leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping slowly on the table.
After a long pause, he said, "But have you considered what happens after those five years?"
Ling Feng was taken aback.
"After five years?"
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