Those who reincarnate must die.

"There are two target signals over there!"

On a rooftop a few hundred meters north of the outpost, a girl with pigtails held a sniper rifle almost as tall as herself, observing the sentry post through the scope.

"But those soldiers are well-equipped. If we just attack them head-on, we'll probably be blasted into dust before we even get close!"

"Of course we can't go straight at them!"

A thin, blond man wearing glasses smiled slightly.

He spun two silver iron balls in his hands. These exercise balls, with their distinctly oriental charm and often favored by the elderly, seemed so out of place in the hands of this young white man, yet he handled them with remarkable skill…

"Can we snipe them one by one?"

"Are you sure?" The girl pouted.

"If I fire just one shot, they'll be able to pinpoint our location, then they'll unleash suppressive fire, and they might even bring tanks!"

"What should we do then?" asked a tall, freckled young man of about eighteen or nineteen, carrying a baseball bat.

"One of the Laws of Reincarnation!"

A short, middle-aged man in his forties or fifties touched the curled beard at the corner of his mouth:

"When facing enemies from the mystical side, suppress them with firepower and help them pass on; when facing enemies from the technological side, teach them a lesson with mystical magic!"

After hearing him say that, the four of them turned to look at a chubby little boy who was eating a bag of potato chips with his mouth dripping with oil.

"Boris, can you handle those guys?"

Little Boris, the chubby boy, looked up, opened his mouth, and poured the last bit of food scraps from the bag into it. Then he clapped his hands.

"The potato chips in this world are too salty; they don't taste as good as those in the main world!"

Then he stood up, made an OK sign with his left hand, held it in front of his eyes, looked at the highway toll station nearly a kilometer away, and smacked his lips, saying:

"There are at least a hundred soldiers guarding it... about right, leave it to me!"

With that, Boris jumped off the roof, which was more than ten meters high!

However, judging from his slow and leisurely descent, as if he had a parachute, he landed smoothly and quickly, then ran straight towards the army's stronghold with light steps...

However, as he got closer, the chubby boy's figure suddenly blended into his surroundings and became indistinct...

That's not optical invisibility; if you focus your attention, you can still spot him...

The problem is, you can't get any interest in him, so you can't notice him... You could say that this is a way of making yourself inconspicuous!

In a sense, it is a stealth technique that is even more thorough than invisibility!

Boris walked towards the military outpost without attracting anyone's attention, and swaggered into the outpost.

He walked up to a soldier on guard duty, and stepped on his shadow, which was cast by the afterglow of the searchlight!

After the foot stepped on him, the soldier suddenly shuddered, his eyes showing surprise, but his body remained motionless!

No, it should be said that he couldn't move at all!

He couldn't even move a finger. Apart from basic breathing and heartbeat, his blood circulation was still maintained, but he couldn't even open his mouth to speak. He looked like a statue standing there!

However, he was on guard duty anyway, so no one would think anything was amiss.

Then, Boris went around to the other soldiers and stepped on anyone standing guard or setting up a machine gun. Those whose shadows were stepped on silently lost control of their bodies!

Then he began to target the patrolling soldiers, chasing after them and stepping on their shadows!

If a person walking suddenly freezes, the consequences are predictable!

The soldier fell to the ground with a thud due to inertia. His patrolling companion was startled and was about to crouch down to check when his shadow was also stepped on...

And just like that, the entire stronghold, with over a hundred people, was silently subdued by one person in the darkness of night!

From beginning to end, he didn't even utter a single cry for help!

"Boris's Shadow Step is really a useful crowd control skill!"

The girl with twin ponytails, observing through the scope from a distance, chuckled, "Short cooldown, long duration, controls a large number of targets, and it's only a rare-level skill!"

"Well, this move requires getting close and stepping on someone's shadow to activate!"

The blond man with glasses smiled and said:

"Moreover, the control isn't very strong. It's more than enough to restrain ordinary people, but against strong beasts or reincarnators enhanced with fire attributes, they can easily break free... This ability definitely doesn't deserve a 'rare' rating; 'extremely rare' is a more accurate description!"

"But in this situation, isn't this a divine skill?" the curly-bearded middle-aged man laughed.

"Especially when combined with his stealth abilities, he's a perfect counter to conventional armies that have powerful firepower but limited manpower!"

"Tch, just some petty tricks!"

The tall, freckled young man looked quite disdainful.

"Going against him is certain death!"

"It's all about mutual restraint and counteraction!" the curly-bearded man laughed. "That's why we, as a team, need to cooperate and complement each other!"

As they spoke, the little fat boy's communicator came through the badge: "Everything's taken care of, come over!"

Upon receiving the message, everyone descended from the rooftop and began heading towards the base...

At this time, Zhang Lang and Sasha were still hiding in the bushes.

They noticed that not long ago, the gunfire from the stronghold had gradually decreased, especially the sound of rifles, which became less and less frequent.

At first, he didn't pay much attention, since most of the zombie monsters were taken out by the machine gun turrets when they got close.

But soon, even the sound of heavy machine guns disappeared. Many zombies kept approaching without being attacked until they hit the spiked roadblocks and stopped!

not right...

Zhang Lang frowned. Could it be that the Reincarnators have already begun to take action?

He peeked out and looked toward the stronghold, only to find that the soldiers on guard were still standing there, completely ignoring the zombies stuck in the roadblock just a few meters away.

Just as they were wondering what was going on, gunshots suddenly rang out from another direction, and zombies were being blown off their heads one by one!

Zhang Lang looked in the direction of the sound and saw several people strolling over leisurely. One of them, a blond man with glasses, was holding a pistol and calmly firing at the zombies one by one. His marksmanship was extremely accurate!

Without a doubt, this is a group of reincarnators!

Zhang Lang hid back in the bushes, watching the group of reincarnators slowly approach the stronghold, while the soldiers showed no reaction. His heart sank...

He originally intended to use Sasha to lure the Reincarnators, triggering a battle between the army and the Reincarnators, and then use the opportunity to send Sasha out of the city to escape.

But now, the Reincarnators have appeared, but the anticipated great battle has not taken place!

The army has been subdued? Silently? How did they do it?

Zhang Lang also didn't notice Boris, who was near the stronghold, but none of that mattered anymore...

The problem is, these reincarnators are definitely here to search for their mission target. They'll kill all the soldiers first, and then they'll start searching for Sasha's whereabouts in the surrounding area!

Without the army's help, Zhang Lang certainly couldn't protect Sasha on his own!

Escape? They realized that if the target left, they would definitely be chased. Staying here, with many soldiers providing cover, would make it less likely to be exposed... What to do?

Zhang Lang narrowed his eyes and placed his hand on Sasha's shoulder:

"Hide well and don't make any sudden moves! I'll be right back!"

After saying that, he retreated into the depths of the bushes and quietly left!

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