Chapter 720: Chapter 493: Ice-cold Kick Flying
When darkness completely shrouded the area, it had to be said that Captain Wu’s team indeed possessed exceptional qualities; after a slight restlessness, they no longer descended into chaos.
However, this had no special effect.
A dark shadow appeared like a specter at the rear flank of the squad—this was the position of the second squad’s cover.
Thump thump, a crisp sound rang out, the noise of tal edges lightly tapping on helts, as the soldier at the very end instinctively turned around.
Then, a gust of wind suddenly lashed out.
Bang!
The soldier, foaming at the mouth, was sent flying to the side.
At that mont, the people in front realized what was happening.
But that dark shadow did not appear in their field of vision, as the rotating heavy tal edges continued to strike their backs.
“Who!?”
Wu Ju shouted fiercely towards the second squad’s cover position, only to see a shadow smash towards him.
Eight soldiers fell at Wu Ju’s feet, a mass of suppressed groans and cries of agony.
Wu Ju’s palms were trembling; he almost pulled the trigger.
If he had sprayed his own teammates with bullets, the situation would have indeed escalated.
“Switch to arc guns to prevent friendly fire!”
“Fourth squad, fire the flares!”
“Yes!”
It would have been better if they had not replied; but after even a faint acknowledgnt.
In the darkness, that shadow moved ever so slightly, the silent dust beneath its feet dispersing.
The seventh squad’s captain had just reached behind his waist when his body stiffened, instinctively sensing sothing wrong.
A particularly ghostly chill wrapped around his back; his body froze for a mont, and as he gripped the flare with the intention of rolling and firing it…
Whoosh, the sound of the air being sliced.
The steel edge, spinning in reverse, suddenly swung back, and with a smack!
The seventh squad’s captain saw darkness before his eyes, and the sweetness in his throat could not be contained. Coughing up blood, he knelt on the ground.
Perhaps due to Wu Ju’s command, the seventh squad was still paying attention to their own captain, but it was only when that sound echoed that they saw the shadow revealed.
It was shockingly close to them!
Their instinct was to open fire, but the shadow flashed again.
The next second, the cold steel edge grazed past their throats, and the soldiers thought they were about to die.
However, the icy edge rely flashed across their necks before moving to strike heavily on their backs.
Even with the protection of combat suits, designed to defend well against ranged weapons, they were no match for the heavy blows.
With just a single strike, an adult male, fully ard and weighing close to 100 kilograms, was sent flying almost five ters away.
Their last thought before consciousness faded was that they hadn’t even glimpsed the appearance of their assailant.
Dark Breath’s Concealnt ability, the enhancent of the Six Forms by Ghost Energy, the Seventh Stage of Redemption…
These Martial Arts Skills, imparted by Mohandas one by one, quietly rged at this mont and produced power beyond Mu Fan’s imagination.
When he saw the horrified expression in the eyes of one of the soldiers before they fell, he finally understood the terrifying strength of the Fighter Instructors who had repeatedly killed him in the Battle Net.
And the more proficiently he executed the techniques, the more intense his reverence for Mohandas beca.
Suppressing breathing, heat, sound.
In this mont within the night, he had completely beco invisible.
Then what heights could he reach if he truly activated the heart of Ghost Energy?
Just like Instructor Mohandas, who had disappeared into thin air right before their eyes with that mysterious ability?
Thinking of these matters, which should have been exciting, my heart only grew colder and calr.
A burst of arc light suddenly appeared, and those soldiers blown away by Mu Fan enjoyed comprehensive electric therapy from their teammates, forcibly swallowing the blood foam that was about to spurt out.
When they fell to the ground, it was already a ss of white foam.
A chill rose from the hearts of Rong Wei and the others—what kind of monster was this!
In their night vision goggles, an indistinct shadow moved rapidly in the green field of view.
Between the swift rise and fall of a swallow, a lingering shadow flashed, and a group of soldiers was sent flying.
Before this shadow, his proud soldiers had no ability to resist.
Li Cheng and Rong Wei, without night-vision goggles, couldn’t even see that shadow!
“Activate…” Rong Wei had just uttered a word when the military Sky Communication device in her hand was sent flying by a spinning pistol.
Taking advantage of the situation, Rong Wei rolled to the side, drew her pistol from her waist, and prepared to fire in defense.
However, as soon as she raised her wrist, a cold steel edge gently pressed against her forehead.
The hard texture made her body stiffen on the spot.
Buzz—a sound of electricity flowing through nurous devices, and the lighting equipnt was activated simultaneously.
Although Rong Wei hadn’t finished speaking, the other end of the Sky Communication understood.
The pulled circuit breaker re-entered a closed state—the artificially caused blackout was restored.
The shadowy figure also finally beca clear in the eyes of Rong Wei and the others.
Yet, as soon as they tried to take their gaze off him, that empty feeling surged in their hearts again.
“You! How could you, possibly.”
Mu Fan looked calmly and indifferently at Rong Wei, who was kneeling on the ground, “Why not possible? Tell , how should liars be punished?”
The steel edge in his hand slightly pressed forward, and Rong Wei now bent her neck backward in an extrely humiliating posture.
Her originally cold face was now flush with sha as if about to bleed.
For the first ti in her life, she was being treated with such an insulting attitude, yet the unpredictable imnse force on that steel edge left her utterly unable to resist.
That cold and sharp intent to kill hadn’t lessened from the start.
“Do you know? I really want to kill you.”
And at that mont, Wu Ju suddenly raised the arc gun, aiming at the back of Mu Fan’s heart.
“Bang!”
It wasn’t the firing sound of the arc gun, but rather the sound of Mu Fan’s tallic impact.
Rong Wei only felt a lightness on her forehead, then that steel edge instantly spun into a blur, striking the gun in her hand.
The still and compact pistol was instantly drawn back, precisely colliding with the arc gun.
The strong force directly knocked the gun out of the hand.
“But if that were the case, wouldn’t my dal be wasted!”
Mu Fan, who had just flicked away a pistol behind him with the back of his hand, suddenly lashed out with his right foot.
Because at that mont, Rong Wei twisted her left hand and her right hand’s ring finger, a red line stretched out, intending to rush forward and choke Mu Fan.
However, Mu Fan’s anticipatory right foot kicked heavily against her right cheek.
Her whole body flew out violently as if kicked by a furious bull.
Thump!
On the other side, Wu Ju, still feeling numbness in his wrist, suddenly shrank his neck.
For, with a heavy collision, Rong Wei’s originally beautiful face, now swollen like a stead bun, lay sprawled and disheveled—a far cry from her usual cool and stunning appearance.
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