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Chapter 332 Which side is the army?

Under the cover of darkness, the soldiers silently approached the edge of the wall. The soldiers in front set up a makeshift human ladder so that their comrades behind could quickly climb over the wall.

Also participating in the operation were two execution teams transferred from overseas branches, as well as five members of the Arbitration Tribunal who had just suppressed the demon; their lineup was undeniably formidable.

After watching all the attacking troops break into Beitianyuan, Xiao Kanong turned around and returned to his vehicle to begin directing the overall situation.

On the electronic map, he could clearly see the location of each of his own operators. Countless dots of light were spreading out evenly, forming a pincer movement into the compound's building area. The troops advanced rapidly, controlling one-third of the North Heavenly Courtyard area in less than a few minutes.

It's not surprising that things went so smoothly.

Even on a major power battlefield, this would be a highly capable special infiltration force. They are not only well-equipped but also receive support from individuals with special abilities. While the Northern Heaven Academy is one of the best in the medical field, they are ultimately just a group of ordinary people. Even with two or three individuals with special abilities, they are not skilled in life-or-death combat. The two sides are simply not on the same level. Coupled with the element of surprise, most of them would likely become prisoners of the trap while still asleep.

The only thing Xiao Kanon needed to be wary of were those few wanderers.

However, it's now a question mark whether the Wanderers are still in the Northern Heaven Academy. Perhaps when they captured Honglian, they already realized that their conspiracy had been exposed. Even if they could rescue Honglian, the enemy would definitely not have the strength to confront the mechanism head-on. Otherwise, why would they be hiding? In this situation, running away with their tails between their legs would be the best option.

He hoped he arrived quickly enough that the Wanderer wouldn't have time to take the badly injured Elori away.

She is currently in the medical building behind the Green Grass Palace, and the fastest-moving team is only two hundred meters away from that building.

"This is Megan Hart. We have visual contact with the target building." Megan, the squad leader of Task Force Six, reported to the rest of the team while making a fist gesture. "Wait a moment, someone's coming."

Through the night vision goggles, two gray figures wearing reflective uniforms could be seen walking out of the Green Grass Palace.

These were the first living people they encountered after entering the Beitian Academy.

“This must be security, right?” another team member, Yek, whispered. “Security guards aren’t on the prisoner list.”

As instructed by their superiors, they were to capture as many prisoners as possible so that the organization could obtain reliable intelligence from them. However, in actual combat, prisoners would slow down the team's movement, so unless absolutely necessary, no one wanted to carry any burdens so early, especially low-value ones.

Megan agreed with this assessment, saying, "They should have taken care of it when they passed the edge of the grass, and then dragged the body into the bushes."

There might be some bloodstains left on the road, but that's a problem the logistics team needs to solve.

A few soft laughs came through the headphones.

After holding back for so long, we can finally fire our guns. This is undoubtedly a moment of relaxation for everyone—shooting these people is no different from shooting at live targets, since they can't see anything anyway.

Megan saw at least four team members disperse to the artificial hill and then raised her gun at the security guards.

When they reached their designated position, the gun fired. The specially designed silencer almost perfectly suppressed the sound and flash of the gun. The bullets accurately hit their heads, chests, and abdomens... No blood splattered, but the swaying of the targets when they were hit could be observed.

However, instead of falling down, the two of them stopped in their tracks.

"What happened?" Megan frowned; there was no way she could have missed at this distance.

As soon as he finished speaking, clumps of pebbles flew up from the artificial hill.

The heads of those gunners were blown off!

Warm, fresh blood burst open with a "pop," resembling a flower under the night vision goggles.

"It's a shooting!"

"Someone's firing at us!" The team chat exploded. Megan was taken aback by this. Wasn't Jiangcheng a place where guns were prohibited? Why were the security guards equipped with automatic rifles? And judging from the barely perceptible gunfire, the other side was also equipped with silencers, seemingly having been waiting for this night battle.

However, years of training allowed him to quickly recover from his shock. "Watch out for both sides, the bullets are coming from the side!"

"Damn it, they're wearing protective suits! I can't see where they are!"

"Quickly switch to dim light—" The voice abruptly stopped.

The battle reached a fever pitch within seconds, with the intense firepower pinning them down. Megan was surprised to find that the enemy was almost completely blending into the cold night scene; infrared night vision could barely distinguish them, and only by switching to low-light mode could she vaguely catch their silhouettes hidden in the shadows of the pavilion.

"Six teams are under attack! Requesting backup!" Megan shouted into the walkie-talkie.

However, shouts echoed throughout the main channel, as if all the squads had discovered the enemy at the same time and were all caught in a fierce battle.

This is ridiculous!
Was they attacking a civilian hospital or a military fortress?
"Move closer to me! Concentrate fire to suppress the left flank!" Megan ordered her men to tighten their formation while firing fiercely at her left. This was clearly a trap; they couldn't stay any longer and had to retreat as quickly as possible.

At the same time, he glanced in the direction of the Green Grass Palace and saw that the two security guards were still alive... They had been shot several times, but they still hadn't completely fallen.

The concentrated firepower proved effective; the dense barrage forced the enemy to abandon their suppression and temporarily retreat behind cover. Seeing a chance to catch their breath, the group immediately huddled together and retreated.

Then Megan saw something that sent chills down her spine—someone was climbing up a small pavilion with a long tube and aiming at them from a kneeling position.

Having a rifle in private possession is one thing... but how does the Beitian Academy even have one?!

Megan let out a heart-wrenching warning, “R-P-G-!”

In an instant, bright flames shot out from the nozzle, illuminating the pavilion and corridors in the night.

……

Fu Jiaolu dropped his gun, which was now empty of bullets, and charged at the "fly man" in front of him. The latter was noticeably slow to react, and only reached for the dagger at his waist when Fu Jiaolu was right next to him.

The opponent was uttering incomprehensible words, and his dagger thrusts were completely unpredictable, easily dodged by the attacker's sidestep. Fu Jiaolu thrust one hand towards the enemy's chest, and the enemy, as expected, was careless, showing no intention of parrying, and instead lunged at him with a counter-thrust. But the man quickly froze, looking down in disbelief—the sword light emanating from Fu Jiaolu's hand had pierced through layers of armor, shattering the enemy's heart.

Only then did he have a moment to rub his lower back to ease the pain from the bullet wound. It must be said, these men's weapons were quite formidable, and they used them with considerable skill, not much less impressive than the hunting team. Even though they were wearing bulletproof vests, a single hit would send them staggering. Several of his men had been shot during the close-quarters combat earlier; those hit in the arms and legs were basically forced to withdraw from the battlefield.

However, apart from their powerful weapons, the enemy's skill level was quite average. They were slow to run and react, and could be easily killed once they got close. They were even less capable than the wild boars that had become spirits in the vast wilderness.

Fu Jiaolu bent down and removed the fly-shaped eye patch from the other's head. He knew it was a night vision device, allowing vision in the dark—a decent trophy. But what good was such a good thing? His own abilities were too weak; relying solely on external aids wouldn't amount to much. Following the Immortal Master's strategy, they first sent out several villagers who hadn't acquired the abilities of the living dead and were skilled in using spiritual energy shields to attract the enemy's attention. Once the enemy revealed their position, they eliminated them one by one. This tactic proved highly effective; the opponent never escaped the central courtyard, even in death.

Just then, a thin mist suddenly rose in the air, and a layer of white frost appeared on the grass underfoot.

Since practicing the Heart-Cleansing Technique, the horned deer had rarely felt cold, but it experienced the feeling of cold again.

"Watch out for the water!" someone nearby exclaimed.

He looked in the direction of the sound and saw that ice cones were rising from the pools of water in the courtyard. They slowly floated up into the air and then tilted down, their tips pointing directly at where they were standing.

Fu Jiaolu realized that the enemy's cultivators had appeared.

(End of this chapter)