All the evil beasts in the world, I feed on demons and monsters

Chapter 223 Equipment Ghost Sea
Ji Ran sized up the woman in front of him.

She wore black trousers, a gray sweater over a slightly undersized black blazer. A bright red scarf draped lazily over her shoulders, causing Ji Ran's eyes to flicker slightly.

The alchemical iris has already deciphered the information.

Threat Level: Low

[Special: Defensive Life Support]

"Hello, Eighth Squad, Zhuoxian."

"Eighth Squad, Sha Jiu."

The woman in the red scarf looked at the two of them with a smile and said, "I belong to the regional team, the location is Bincheng, and the captain is Zha Hu."

The Special Operations Department is currently in a relatively loosely organized state.

Based on time zones, each time zone is overseen by a third-tier general. Under him are three priority squads and seven regular squads. These squads report directly to the general and are responsible for overall coordination over a large area.

The members of the ten squads can be dispersed into regional squads to better take responsibility for the protection of specific cities.

This model was perfectly adequate in the absence of any supernatural events.

The entire Special Operations Department is a low-profile, special department that rarely goes out. Its activities are mainly concentrated in the spirit world and the heavens.

But now, even Ji Ran knows that when the island nation experiences the fusion of another world, this entire balance will be broken.

The Special Operations Department is also about to undergo major changes.

now.

With a friendly smile on his face, the man in the red scarf calmly glanced at Sha Jiu, then looked at Ji Ran and said, "Captain Zha Hu asked me to give you a brief introduction. He and Captain Su have already transferred to Qing City."

"The equipment on the special plane is ready to be used, but it needs to be returned promptly."

Brush and pull!

The woman in the red scarf opened a box, revealing a row of dark, crudely-marked rifles.

"This is a spiritual weapon specially developed by our 'Armed Forces Department.' It is a common firearm made by a mortal craftsman. It can fire 12.7 caliber bullets in succession. The standard magazine is a metal armor-piercing bullet, and it can be equipped with elemental bullets as an option. Currently, we only have 10 magazines of fire-type bullets here."

The woman in the red scarf took out a 12.7 caliber bullet. At the tip of the bullet was a piece of flowing, crimson crystal.

"A very good magical artifact."

Sha Jiu nodded and said, "This is a spirit crystal condensed by a powerful cultivator."

"Yes."

The woman in the red scarf laughed and said, "This was condensed by a level 6 spiritualist from the Armed Forces. Theoretically speaking, as long as it hits, it can instantly kill a target in the early stage of the second tier."

"Even if it's bombed on an open field, it can still threaten Tier 1 targets within 30 meters."

The woman in the red scarf walked towards the opposite wall and said, "The weapons here are three extraordinary treasures."

On the wall were a gong, an axe, and a dagger.

"These three are all level 6 weapons, used to deal with special situations."

"They can inflict specialized damage on spirits and carapaces respectively, while that dagger... was forged from 3 grams of Boundary Po, gaining an extremely rare skill."

"When it's time to behead."

The woman in the red scarf spoke with a hint of arrogance, "Activate the skill, sever time, and rewind time in a certain area to 3 seconds ago."

Bang!

Sha Jiu, who was excitedly stroking the spiritual rifle and elemental bullets, slammed the rifle into the box after hearing the words of the woman in the red scarf. She stared at the dagger in astonishment and said, "The Law of Time?"

"It's just a rare treasure!?"

"Wait a minute, you're just leaving this kind of Noble Phantasm hanging there?!"

Faced with Sha Jiu's surprise, the woman in the red scarf nodded and calmly said, "No one would come to steal from the Special Operations Department. Besides, this is Captain Xie's father's keepsake."

"Captain Xie Yan once made a name for himself by defeating three squad leaders in a row, all thanks to this."

The woman in the red scarf said softly, "But everything was obtained collectively by the former Sequence Squad, the Eighth Squad."

"Everything belongs to the group of travelers who will inherit this team."

"This team was built from scratch by Captain Xie's father, step by step."

Ji Ran's heart skipped a beat. He suddenly understood why Xie Yan was so fixated on the alternatives in the sequence.

These props are more than just props. They are also traces of his father's existence.

"As for the life-saving artifacts in this box, I have no idea. Captain Xie didn't have anyone open them."

"He previously said that the minimum usability of this life tool is the second tier. And only the Five Visceral Immortals, Corpse Retrievers, and Nirvana Reborn can barely use it; for other professions, using it is tantamount to suicide."

"Oh?"

Upon hearing what the woman in the red scarf said, Ji Ran glanced at the box again.

At that moment, the transport plane seemed to encounter a turbulence, causing it to shake slightly.

The man in the red scarf raised his hand and said, "Please have a seat, we'll be there soon."

"it is good."

The three of them sat down in the seats opposite each other.

The spacious seats were soft and comfortable, and the door had frosted glass that could be raised for excellent privacy. The seats could also be reclined, but since I was a bit tall, my head hit the ground and my feet were still sticking out. Ji Ran sat up, pulled back the curtain, and looked out the window.

The transport planes have begun to move away from the city.

The outline of the ice city collapsed into a patch of glowing moss, with wisps of cloud occasionally drifting across the view, covering part of the light like ashes.

As the indigo sky obscured the land, the world outside the porthole suddenly plunged into a liquid, inky abyss.

The ocean, soaked by the night, resembled an overturned inkstone, with the crests of the waves shattering the moonlight and splashing up scattered silvery rays.

……

The seawater rolled on the rocks, crashing and shattering them to pieces!
In the pale light of dawn, bubbles burst forth everywhere.

A figure with slicked-back hair, wearing a black trench coat, stood quietly on the reef.

"General."

The man in crisp military uniform stood at attention and saluted as he approached the middle-aged man, reporting, "The entire Third Security Team of Qing City has perished in the line of duty."

The figure was silent for a moment, then said, "After handling the compensation work, we'll see. Old Yang is an old acquaintance of ours. I never expected him to meet his end here."

"Ah."

The man in the trench coat looked at the distant sea and said, "What the hell?"

"Based on the traces left behind, Futakuchi-onna's physical strength is at least level 2. An ordinary security team would have no chance against her."

"Have all ten squads assembled?"

"We have been notified that they will all be at the designated coastal location by noon today at the latest."

The man in the trench coat nodded and said, "Get the regional squad members moving too. After the coastal cities, form a complete defensive line to prevent the evil spirits from entering the inland!"

"Yes."

The soldier hesitated slightly and said, "General, it's just a regional squad, we don't have enough manpower."

"Then activate the East Eighth District Security Force."

"Have the security forces in each region cooperate with the local regional agents."

"Yes!"

Secret service refers to military and security forces that have participated in spiritual events, carried out missions within them, survived, and whose combat readiness has been recognized.

The people in these groups were not erased from their memories at the time; instead, they signed confidentiality agreements and went on to live normal lives.

Now, because the incident happened so suddenly, it's not easy to escalate the ghost incident. These soldiers, who are already familiar with supernatural phenomena, have accumulated a great deal of knowledge over the years and can be of use in the short term.

"in addition."

The soldier continued his report: "We have found seven fishing boats, cargo ships, and yachts that went out to sea, and they are all docked in the port. Four of them have been confirmed to have encountered a vengeful ghost and have been placed under surveillance."

"Continue the search and try to find all the ships that went out to sea during the day today. Otherwise, if another round of demonic possession comes, few will survive."

"Yes, that's no problem. But the key issue is that there are two deep-sea drilling platforms and one deep-sea laboratory in the Yellow Sea."

"Before preparing for the rescue, I checked the satellite images and found that the three platforms... were gone."

"Only satellite images from the early morning are available."

The soldier handed over a tablet.

On the tablet, three blurry satellite images appeared: one showing a raging fire, another showing severed limbs hanging from the ceiling, and the third showing countless shadows swimming in the sea below.

"Ah."

"Gone? He must have vanished into thin air."

"The instigator of this invasion of the heavens is the Hidden God Society."

The man in the trench coat sneered and said, "I have already sent all three reserve units to Qing City. I will arrange their actions."

hum-

A Y-20 transport plane flew in from afar in the sky.

The man in the trench coat looked up and said, "The travelers who arrived first, arrange for them to go to the ship with the vengeful ghost. Go and drag the ghost out first."

"Then tonight, I will assign them targets to go to three offshore platforms."

"Yes."

The soldier bowed his head and agreed.

The man in the trench coat turned around, revealing a skeletal face, and said, "I'm still in a meeting in the capital. Let's lend this puppet to that kid Xie Yan for now."

"Ok."

wow-

The trench coat suddenly fell off, and the skeletons on the reef were pieced together to form a skeletonized jet ski.

call--

At that moment, the Y-20 transport plane arrived at low altitude, and the strong wind it stirred up soaked the officer's clothes.

He turned around, and the transport plane was already slowly landing at the airport behind him.

(End of this chapter)