Infinity: Our Zhongzhou team is really amazing!

Chapter 69: Indiana's Plan (Part )
"I really can't accept it. How could the Zhongzhou team be stronger than us? They just recovered from being wiped out." Beside the campfire, a muscular giant nearly three meters tall took a sip of liquor and said in a dull voice.

He irritably crumpled the metal cup in his hand and threw it into the fire.

This giant has a body as huge as a brown bear.

The muscles on his body are arranged tightly like lumps of iron, making him look like a muscle fortress.

His voice was as loud as a bell, and even the most ordinary words had a power that was uncontrollably overflowing.

"The Lord God arranged for us to be members of the Red Order in the second part of the original novel, with the purpose of reviving Imhotep. Although the Lord God gave us the task of burying Imhotep, he also gave us the innate camp on Imhotep's side."

"Do you know what this means?" Gan Tian said calmly, "It means that in the eyes of the Lord God, we must at least unite with Imhotep to maintain a balance of combat power with the Zhongzhou team."

"Look at your watches. Our main mission is only C-rank."

"However, we can customize their arrival time and roughly know their landing area. This means that in this horror film, the biggest threat to us is undoubtedly the Zhongzhou team itself."

"I don't believe they are that terrifying. Damn it, could it be that the Lord God made a mistake? What is the Zhongzhou team?"

"I have strengthened the B-level Toguro's muscles, and I can crush them with one hand!" The giant's eyes were full of mania, and he looked so aggressive that he seemed ready to rush out and fight the enemy at any time.

Gan Tian shook his head slightly and corrected him gently: "Well, even if we misjudged their strength, they may not be that strong."

"But, Imani, a head-on confrontation is the worst option. Even if you win, both sides will suffer."

"We need strategy, but we need unity even more."

"As a newly awakened team, Zhongzhou is unlikely to have multiple second-order gene locks or A-level enhancements. Even first-order gene locks and B-level enhancements are rare."

"But they still entered after us, which shows that the Zhongzhou team has strong players, but few in number."

"You mean, the breeding team?" Arlot looked as if he had discovered a new continent, with a perverted and cruel look in his eyes.

"The captain of the Zhongzhou team relies on cultivating his teammates to quickly become stronger?"

"That's awesome! I really want to have some fun with him and see him struggling in pain after I skin him alive."

The blond doctor stuck out his tongue and gently licked the blade, as if savoring the bloody taste.

His expression became more and more excited, and filled with more and more morbid fanaticism, and endless crazy murderous intent emanated from him!
"That's right. The Zhongzhou team is likely to have only one strong person, and that is their breeder captain who has activated the third-level gene lock and A-level enhancement."

"The rest are nothing more than one or two B-rank enhanced 'Shepherd Dogs'."

"The rest of the team members are probably mostly C-rank or lower enhanced individuals who haven't activated their gene locks, the so-called 'pigs'."

Gan Tian looked at Arlote deeply, then said slowly: "Arlote, I have always admired your ruthlessness."

"But remember, our goal is to defeat the Zhongzhou team, not to satisfy your bloodlust."

"Of course, if we square up and fight head-on, it will be difficult for us to win. Even if we manage to kill the farmer, we will be seriously injured."

"And since the Zhongzhou team is stronger than us, they obviously recognize this."

"So if we give them a chance to confront us head-on, the Farmer Captain will definitely use those 'cannon fodder' pigs to test our intelligence before launching a surprise attack and killing us one by one."

"And we must do our utmost to avoid such a situation."

"Aroth, I know you have an uncontrollable desire to kill, but killing is not committing suicide."

"This horror film is a step for us to move forward. As long as we can beat Zhongzhou, we will be at the top of the 17 teams."

Front row?

Arlot smiled but said nothing. These Indians are always very confident.

Gan Tian continued his analysis, "So, we must capitalize on this momentum. We need to strike a decisive blow against the Zhongzhou team, weakening their unactivated gene-locked 'cannon fodder' and newcomers, and quickly causing them to lose points." "That way, whether we continue the suppression or negotiate, we can seize the initiative."

Gan Tian stared into Arlot's eyes, and the outline of a huge translucent snake rolled around him, as if declaring his authority and power.

Arlot seemed not to notice this scene, but showed an exaggerated smile: "Of course, no problem. I believe in your 'wisdom'."

The blond doctor deliberately emphasized the word "wisdom" and continued to flatter with an exaggerated smile: "This is your team. You decide the direction it goes, Gan Tian."

The tone and actions were very humble, but the little monk could hear a slight roar like the fangs of a hungry beast.

Gan Tian smiled slightly, but a vicious look flashed across his eyes.

He was well aware of Arlot's perversion and cruelty, but as long as he could continue to suppress him, this jackal would only become an obedient dog.

Gan Tian's eyes grew slightly colder, and he turned to look at a cyborg: "Yorif, how is your infiltration of the British colonial army going?"

"Even if it's just technology from the First World War, it's still a useful asset. Even if we can't control it, we must at least ensure it doesn't fall into the hands of the Central Continent team."

Yolief, a bearded man with a hooked nose, looked up and met Gan Tian's gaze.

A glint of data flow flashed in the machine's eyes, and it responded respectfully, "I have successfully penetrated the crude communication network of this era, and have been jamming the communication system between the British mainland and the Egyptian garrison for 24 hours without interruption."

"I have already sent five telegrams impersonating the British Cabinet. Now, if I issue the attack order, those colonial troops will be easily manipulated by us like remote-controlled puppets."

Gan Tian nodded slightly, a look of satisfaction flashed across his face, and he commented briefly: "Very good."

Then, he turned his gaze to a dark-skinned man and asked, "Heitan, although the Lord God does not allow us to contact the male and female protagonists, he does not forbid us from contacting the gravekeepers."

"How was your contact with the gravekeeper?"

Heitan shook his head and replied somewhat helplessly, "They don't agree with our reasons, nor are they willing to follow us to deal with the Zhongzhou team."

"A bunch of stubborn old guys." Gan Tian smiled coldly, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

"In that case, let's send them to see their gods."

"Although the gravekeepers in the movie don't display any extraordinary abilities, we can't let our guard down." Gan Tian turned to another member and instructed, "Lamb, snipe their leader from a distance and eliminate their garrison in Cairo."

"We don't have time to kill them all, but as long as we get rid of their leader, they will be scattered and the Zhongzhou team will have no chance of finding these rats hiding in the dark."

Lamb didn't say anything, just nodded, then stood up and left silently.

In the night, his figure gradually disappeared into the darkness in the distance.

Gan Tian clenched his fists. The illusory giant cobra behind him flickered its tongue. Determination and ruthlessness gleamed in his eyes. "Next, we just need to hold the two scriptures in our hands. Then we will have the key to complete the main mission and leave at any time."

"As long as we grasp this key, the Zhongzhou team will be like a snake being pinched by its seven inches, at our mercy."

At this time, cheers came from a distance, as if the excavation team had found something.

The young monk turned to look at Xue Nai, who nodded. "They found the tomb faster than we thought."

"Very good, wait until Imhotep is resurrected and kill all of Onokon and the others." Gan Tian said lightly, as if he was just talking about a trivial matter.

"Remember, hide Evelynn. She is the key to our final burial of Imhotep."

As the night deepened, the wind in the desert grew fiercer.

In the distance, local Egyptians continued their archaeological excavations under the light of torches, as if all this had nothing to do with them.

(End of this chapter)