Industrial Cthulhu doesn't believe in the end times.

Chapter 230 'Big Event'

As the rockets streaked across the night sky, trailing white smoke, an eerie silence fell over the battlefield.

"Beat! Beat! Beat!"

The rocket's flight speed was actually quite fast, but it still seemed like a long journey to the superhumans. Zou Ping's eyes were fixed on the point of light, watching it disappear into the raging storm.

"bingo!"

The teammate beside him clenched his fist, his face full of excitement. This rocket had already proven its power in past battles. It could even injure a sixth-tier alien. Its effects had amazed countless times. So much so that the survivors outside the legion had reached a consensus: as long as it could hit the target, it would definitely solve the problem, or at least have an effect.

Yes, as long as it can hit the target, its biggest problem is that the reaction speed of various psionic creatures is getting faster and faster. At the higher levels, there are already creatures that can actually dodge bullets.

However, this time, the storm of spiritual energy on the battlefield did not dodge or avoid it, giving them a great opportunity, which is why Zou Ping and the others dared to take action.

But soon everyone realized something was wrong.

"Why no response?"

"No, move them quickly!"

The rocket hit its target, but the explosion that should have occurred did not happen. Whether it was due to a dud or some other reason they could not understand, it meant that they had exposed themselves. Although they were not exactly hiding, and no matter how they hid, it might not be effective in front of high-level supernatural beings, the act of attacking clearly put them in a dangerous position.

Just as everyone was about to turn around and try to find another way, one of them pointed in that direction and shouted, "Look, there's movement!"

In the center of the village, now a scene of utter ruins, the raging storm of spiritual energy slowly dissipated, revealing a figure at its core. This person maintained control of the battlefield but cast a slightly helpless glance in their direction.

The night was hazy, and the distance was a bit far, so Zou Ping couldn't actually see the situation very clearly. However, he could very intuitively feel that he had made eye contact with the person in the distance. In that instant, he had an extremely familiar feeling and almost immediately knew who he was.

But because of this, he felt his mind go blank and his blood run cold.

The teammate next to him, whose rank was lower, could only vaguely make out a figure. He couldn't help but ask Zou Ping curiously, "There's actually a person in there? Brother Zou, did we make a mistake?"

"Brother Zou?"

The team members received no response and looked in Zou Ping's direction. They saw that he was pale and had a blank look in his eyes, as if he had suffered a huge blow.

"Brother Zou? What's wrong?"

A bitter smile appeared on Zou Ping's face. Before he could speak, someone next to him had already noticed that something was wrong.

"Am I seeing things? Why do I feel like... that person has white hair?"

As the dazzling flashes on the battlefield subsided, the occasional bursts of spiritual energy illuminated the situation. Although they couldn't see clearly what the figures constantly emerging from the shadows were, the one at the heart of the battlefield, seemingly standing under a spotlight, was particularly striking.

They could see some of the more obvious features even at this distance.

To be honest, there are very few superhumans with such abilities in their minds, and when it comes to white hair, the first person that comes to mind is someone.

As if confirming everyone's guess, Zou Ping murmured, "The Commander-in-Chief... that's the Commander-in-Chief..." "..."

A deathly silence fell over the scene. After a long pause, someone finally asked, "...Which commander-in-chief?"

Another person kicked his shin and whispered, "Who else?"

Zou Ping could barely hear the conversation anymore. His mind was foggy, and in a short while, he had almost completely recalled the first half of his life.

In the end, he still had to face the problem at hand.

Oh no, they shot the commander-in-chief with a rocket launcher! What do we do?
Su Xun was still in the middle of a battle in the distance. At this moment, Zou Ping turned his head to look at the team members around him, only to see that a group of team members took a step back in unison.

"Brother Zou, I call you brother, and I take responsibility for my actions. You fired that rocket yourself, right?"

"Brother Zou, you can go without worry. Don't worry about your wife, we brothers will take good care of her!"

"Damn it..." Zou Ping's face turned green: "The more you say that, the more worried I get!"

"Then what do you suggest we do?" The person who spoke gave a helpless bitter smile. This was just an excuse after they had completely run out of options. They were now completely numb.

Who would have thought that running into this desolate wilderness in the dead of night would lead to encountering two sides engaged in battle, one of whom would be the commander-in-chief?
Before Zou Ping fired that rocket, he never imagined it would turn out like this. In fact, after the grand competition, he was already very familiar with the top superhumans active in Xinfu, and their fighting styles were widely praised.

On the contrary, Su Xun rarely went all out on the battlefield after reaching the fifth rank. When this group of people saw the scene here, they really did not expect it to be him.

No, they didn't even think it was a person. They just thought it was a powerful mutated creature that had appeared in the Taimon territory and might become a huge threat to the legion. Seeing so many seemingly human figures attacking it fearlessly, the group might have thought of helping out.

Their situation at that moment was undeniably dangerous. Behind them lay powerful mutated beasts, and ahead lay unknown powerful beings. To be honest, they had reached the point of desperation. Perhaps what they were thinking at the time was that even though they were probably going to die here, if they could inflict some damage on that unknown being, then even death would be worthwhile.

Who knew that after a rocket was fired, they would find out that it was actually the commander-in-chief?
Fortunately, no serious consequences resulted!
The group was no longer too worried about the fourth-tier mutated sea fish behind them. After all, Su Xun was right in front of them and seemed to have completely taken control of the battle. Even though they had just fired a rocket at him, he probably wouldn't just watch them get eaten by a fish... right?

Now their only concern is how Su Xun will settle accounts with them for that rocket after the battle is over.
Although it was a misunderstanding, it was no small matter! Attacking the high command of the corps, being executed by cannon fodder would be the least of their worries!

It is said that when people are pushed to a certain point, they will do anything, and that is exactly what is happening in Zouping now.

Things had come to this point, what should he do? Zou Ping thought for a long time, then suddenly slapped his thigh: "An opportunity! This is our opportunity!"

Those around him thought he had finally gone mad and looked at him with pity, but he didn't care and explained his own thoughts.

Why is the commander-in-chief here alone in the dead of night?
Why did those figures attack him so fearlessly in that small, isolated village?

The more he talked, the more he felt like he was involved in some incredible event.

The people around gradually realized that this matter was not simple. Some with vivid imaginations had already conjured up a whole series of dramatic factional struggles in their minds.

In the cold winter night, the man gasped and asked, "So, what are you planning to do...?"

(End of this chapter)