A Maybach on a rainy night? Talk to my Levadin!

Years of wandering have been like a dull knife, slowly cutting away their trust in their fellow human beings and their last shred of illusions about officials. It has instilled in them the mentality that they will stop at nothing to survive, and that everyone except them is an enemy. Officials, in particular, have the mindset of the worst of the worst. They will steal the supplies that the infected have painstakingly saved, beat up the infected who resist, and even abandon the seriously ill infected in the wilderness like garbage.

Their motto is "I only have one life, so fight if you disagree, there's no way back, and I have nothing to lose." This ruthless, all-or-nothing attitude makes them appear exceptionally fierce in battles.

For this reason, these Ursus infected militants are the most troublesome for the Lungmen police officers. Unlike other militants, they have no way out or rules. They will do anything to survive and fight without regard for anything. They know how to use the environment to hide themselves and can unleash extremely strong combat power in a short time. If they are not careful, they will cause casualties to the police officers. They are the most dangerous and troublesome type of opponent.

Chen Huijie followed the captain to the factory gate, clutching the hilt of the Chixiao sword tightly in her hand. Although she had been learning the Chixiao sword technique, the current embarrassing situation was that Chen Huijie could not draw the Chixiao sword every time.

This sword, inherited from Wei Yanwu, is less a weapon and more like a companion with its own temperament. Whether or not one can draw it often depends not on one's own will.

After obtaining the Crimson Sky Sword, it repeatedly defied her when she wielded it, making it impossible for her to draw it. Strangely, whenever she faced a true life-or-death crisis and felt she was about to collapse, the Crimson Sky Sword would obey her call without warning.

After countless successful attempts and repeated failures, and after many life-threatening trials, Chen Huijie finally began to understand Chi Xiao's temperament.

This is no ordinary sword. It doesn't care about the user's identity or skill; it only recognizes the user's will.

This is a sword of will.

Each time the user grasps the hilt, the Crimson Sky Sword automatically assesses the user's willpower. If the user's willpower falters and the assessment fails, no matter how strong the user is or how much effort they put in, they will not be able to move the Crimson Sky Sword from its sheath even an inch. It is as if the hilt and sheath have long been integrated into one, perfectly natural.

However, if the user's will is as firm as a rock and undisturbed by external things, then the Crimson Sky Sword will sense this intention. At this time, drawing the sword again will feel incredibly smooth, and when the sword light is drawn, it will also carry a dignified and awe-inspiring aura.

Now her mind is unsettled and her thoughts are running wild, making her difficult to control. The reason for this is that her inner turmoil remains unresolved.

Back then, Wei Lao Er made a mistake, losing his good brother and her daughter to that black snake. However, he also won Longmen and gradually transformed it into what it is today. The rights and wrongs of the matter are hard to say.

Faced with the choice between Longmen and a full family of brothers, Wei Yanwu chose the former. If Longmen were destroyed, countless people would be displaced and plunged into misery, and the consequences would be unimaginable.

Although Talulah was kidnapped by Koschei, the black snake's goal wasn't to harm her immediately, but rather to covet her body and seize it for its own use once she fully matured. Until then, the black snake wouldn't harm Talulah. Wei Yanwu also held a sliver of hope; as long as she was alive, there was still a chance, and the future was always something to look forward to.

Hate me or resent me, it's better than being killed on the spot. Just like my own Chen, no matter how resentful she is, she will eventually grow up. No matter how confused she is, she will eventually find her way forward.

But once you die, you're just a bloody, mangled mess of rotten flesh, and rotten flesh has no future.

From Chen's perspective, she naturally couldn't understand Wei Yanwu's thoughts. She had always harbored resentment, and now she refused to go home, working desperately to climb the ladder, all because of Wei Yanwu's words—"You are not qualified to know these things now."

If you want the truth, then climb up. When you reach a point where you can face me, you will naturally obtain the truth.

As the saying goes, "With a three-foot sword in its sheath on her back, she stands up for the people and defends the nation." Whether she can learn the truth after falling to the ground is up to Chi Xiao to decide.

When she can control the Crimson Cloud sword with ease, and its will is unyielding, then Longmen will have a new helmsman to entrust with its destiny. At that time, no matter what the outcome, Wei Yanwu will accept it.

Surrounded by formidable enemies and burdened with heavy responsibilities, Chen Huijie shook her head, clearing her mind of distractions. Gripping the Crimson Sky sword tightly, she exhaled and shouted, "Slash!!"

The crimson longsword was suddenly drawn, and the Crimson Sky Sword followed him. He spun like lightning, just like the lightning-powered sword in his hand, cleaving through the sea like a whale. The sturdy alloy gate of the factory was as fragile as melted butter in front of the Crimson Sky Sword.

With a crisp "swoosh," the crimson blade sliced ​​into the alloy material without resistance, sparks flying along the cut. In the blink of an eye, a clean cut extended from the top to the bottom of the door. Chen Huijie flicked her wrist, the blade gently lifting at the cut, and half of the alloy door crashed to the ground with a "bang," raising a cloud of dust and revealing the densely packed figures of armed men behind it.

"Begin the assault!!"

The head of the inspection team roared, slamming his riot shield heavily on the ground. He charged into the door first, and the thirty officers instantly split into three teams. Some held up shields to form a defensive line, some aimed crossbows at the enemy, and others gripped long knives to prepare for close combat. Their movements were so practiced that they seemed to have rehearsed them a thousand times. Gunshots, shouts, and the clanging of metal exploded in the factory area.

"This is unbelievable! Where did these militants get their hands on all the Ursus military equipment?"

As soon as Officer Xiao Wang rushed into the room, he couldn't help but swear. He hid behind his riot shield, his eyes fixed on the heavy armor worn by the armed men in front of him. The black metal armor clearly bore the exclusive insignia of the Ursus Group Army. Although the number on the shoulder armor had been deliberately scratched off, it was still very easy to identify and was definitely not a counterfeit that could be bought on the market.

When they were making the plan, they judged from intelligence that the militants had at most ordinary standard weapons, so they specially strengthened their bulletproof equipment. But who would have thought that the enemy even had heavy armor used by the army group?

When a police officer's slash landed on a thick military-grade armor, only to be deflected by the armor, he was completely stunned.

I knew there was corruption in Ursus, but I never imagined the military was so corrupt that even military equipment could be smuggled out.

The armed man who was struck remained completely unfazed. He didn't even glance at Xiao Wang; he simply used his shoulder armor to lightly deflect the blow, forcing the still-stunned Xiao Wang to retreat repeatedly.

Immediately afterward, he swung his iron hammer backhand. The hammerhead was as big as a basketball, covered with spikes, and whistled as it smashed towards Xiao Wang. Xiao Wang reacted extremely quickly, hurriedly using his longsword to block. With a muffled thud, the hammer struck the blade, and the immense force sent Xiao Wang staggering back several steps like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily into his teammate's shield before regaining his footing. A searing pain shot through his chest.

But the thug didn't give chase. He paused slightly and gestured to his companions behind him. Instantly, five heavily armored militants surrounded them, forming a tight circle back-to-back, blocking Xiao Wang and his group. Behind the formation, several militants carrying sniper rifles and crossbows had already set up their weapons, their dark muzzles pointed at the inspection team. "Arrows and gunshots rang out instantly, bullets and arrowheads raining down on them, forcing the inspection team to retreat temporarily and take cover behind steel frames and containers."

"Be careful, these people are professionally trained!"

"The team leader shouted loudly. He was hiding behind a thick steel frame, his eyes fixed on the armed men's formation in front of him. His tone was full of seriousness. "Heavy armor blocking the entrance, fire suppression from the rear. Only regular armies would use this tactic. Ordinary thugs simply don't have this kind of cooperative spirit and organization!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the formation of the armed men in front changed again—two heavily armored men stepped forward, slamming their shields heavily on the ground to form a temporary defensive line, while the other three pulled out several bombs from their waists, pulled the pins, and threw them toward the inspectors' hiding place.

"Originium bomb! All take cover!!"

Originium bombs, as the name suggests, are bombs containing Originium.

Originium's energy conduction speed far exceeds that of ordinary explosives. Once the fuse is ignited, it will transfer energy to every inch of the explosive within milliseconds, triggering a violent explosion. At that point, not only will the bomb's outer shell be blasted into sharp metal fragments, but the steel balls inside will also sweep around like shotgun pellets. Even the Originium, which should have been used as an energy source, will shatter into countless corrosive spikes under high temperature and pressure, flying out at supersonic speeds.

It's important to know that Originium is one of the most precious minerals in Terra. High-quality Originium is strictly controlled and used to power city cores and manufacture precision instruments. The ones that end up being stuffed into bombs as disposable items are all scraps with extremely high impurity content.

These inferior Originium are highly contaminated. Within a radius of 25 meters from the explosion, even a small scratch from a tiny Originium fragment will cause the contaminated energy contained within the fragment to quickly invade the body and flow throughout the body via the bloodstream. Early symptoms of Oripathy will appear within three days. The range of Originium dust generated by the explosion will be three times greater.

In a sense, this thing is an out-and-out biological weapon.

"At such close range, these guys will get caught in the explosion themselves. Don't they have a death wish?!"

The team leader watched the militants who had thrown the bombs. They were only ten meters from the blast point. Even though they were wearing heavy armor, which could protect them from the flying shrapnel, they couldn't escape the billowing dust. Yet, the militants showed no fear on their faces. Instead, they wore an almost crazed indifference, as if they were already prepared to die together with their enemies.

At this point, marveling at the enemy's madness was pointless. Old Li clenched his fists, his nails digging deep into his palms. He had underestimated the enemy's ruthlessness; the intelligence lapse had led the officers into this desperate situation. The bitter consequences of this miscalculation now rested on the shoulders of his brothers. He stared intently at the three Originium bombs falling towards the officers' assembly point, his heart pounding in his chest. He could only hope that the repeated evasion training they had undergone would be etched into everyone's muscle memory, minimizing casualties.

Just at this critical moment, a crimson figure suddenly rushed out from the crowd—it was Chen Huijie! Her eyes were bloodshot with anger, and the veins on her right hand, which was tightly gripping the Crimson Sky Sword, were bulging, and her knuckles were white.

"Qiang!"

A crisp sword cry echoed throughout the factory area as the Crimson Sky Sword was drawn once more. This time, there was no hesitation whatsoever, as if it had already become one with its master's will.

Chen Huijie's body seemed to be enveloped in red lightning, moving at an extreme speed, leaving only a blurry red afterimage on the scene. Even the bullets fired by the armed men could only graze the hem of her clothes.

A crimson sword light traced three perfect arcs in the twilight, each precisely slashing at the falling Originium bombs. Chen Huijie's Originium Arts erupted at full power in that moment; the crimson energy swirling around the sword seemed to come alive, seeping into the bombs along the blade and precisely severing the fuses connecting the Originium to the explosives—one bomb after another!

In the blink of an eye, all three Originium bombs, enough to wipe out half a squad, were destroyed. Chen Huijie flicked her wrist, and the Crimson Sky Sword drew a crimson arc in the air before steadily returning to its sheath. She staggered to the ground, her feet leaving two shallow craters, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath.

"Everything's alright?"

"Don't just stand there! All lightly armored personnel, evacuate the factory area!"

The team leader immediately began issuing commands, his voice hoarse with excitement: "Maintain suppression with long-range firepower! Bring the Shield Guard team up! The intelligence was wrong; the danger level of the armed men on site is higher than expected. Retreat!"

The team leader arrived, and the officers began to pull the injured man away to prepare for retreat.

"But, team leader, we can still keep fighting!?"

Chen Huijie expressed his dissatisfaction. They had already come this far, the operation had begun, the perimeter had been successfully secured, the factory infiltration had been successfully executed, and even the enemy's Originium bombs had been dealt with. Now, they were suddenly saying they wanted to retreat?

"Are we just supposed to ignore the criminals in front of us? We're so close to success..."

"I said retreat, execute the order!"

"……Yes"

At this moment, the armed men in the distance seemed to have sensed the inspection team's intention to retreat, and their firepower intensified. The roar of guns sounded like a death knell in their ears, and bullets struck the containers, sending sparks flying.

"You guys retreat first, I'll cover you!"

Chen gripped Chixiao tightly and said loudly.

Based on Chen's two previous performances, everyone had complete confidence in her abilities: "It's up to you!"

The police officers began to retreat in an orderly manner, but Chen strode forward and rushed into the group of armed men.

"Chixiao!"

The familiar sword clinking did not come. The sword move that should have flowed smoothly was stuck at the beginning. The Crimson Sky Sword remained firmly in the sword box, without making any movement.

"Chixiao?"

Chen's pupils contracted. Why at this moment?

With a flick of her tail in mid-air, she lashed out at the approaching enemy. Chen forced herself to land, using her scabbard to block the hammer that was about to strike her. In the shadows, an arrow with Originium embedded in it was already aimed at her.

Just as Chen Gang had knocked down a thug with her scabbard, she sensed an arrow flying toward her back, while two thugs in front of her swung their hammers, forcing her to react.

clang! ! !

A double-edged longsword suddenly appeared behind Chen's head, firmly separating the arrowhead.

"You've gotten slower over the years, haven't you?"

PS: Chapter Two will be here shortly after I grab a quick breakfast...

Chapter 222 Getting into Trouble.

One minute before the melting process at the Longmen Outer Ring Plant.

The voice carried a somewhat unfamiliar maturity, with a faint Ursus accent at the end, yet the intonation and rhythm of the speech were incredibly familiar to her, as if it were a long-time friend.

Who is it? Who would be here at this time?

Know yourself?

Chen Huijie instinctively wanted to turn around and thank the other person, but the moment her gaze fell on the person, all her movements froze, and she felt as if she had been nailed to the spot.

That head of long, silver hair gleamed softly in the dim factory light. It was longer than I remembered, yet it still had that familiar texture. It was familiar that it was a head taller than me, and it had those familiar twin horns...

Everything is exactly the same as when I was a child.

There are also differences.

Everything was exactly the same as the person I remembered from my childhood. But upon closer inspection, there were differences. The other person's youthful face, which had become somewhat blurred with the passage of time, was now incredibly clear—the eyebrows were more defined, the eyes were brighter, the lips were more distinct, and the childlike softness had faded, replaced by a brighter and more flamboyant look.

Before Chen Huijie could recover from the shock, Talulah had already raised her hand and swung her sword. With a sharp sound of metal slicing through the air, orange-red flames suddenly rose up, building a high wall of fire in front of the two of them.

The flames flickered, completely shutting out the roars of the thugs and the clashing of weapons behind him, leaving only the scorching heat emanating from the wall of fire and the familiar yet unfamiliar figure before him.

"Talulah? You...you weren't dead?"

Chen Huijie's voice trembled uncontrollably; she was so shocked that she was almost speechless.

When Talulah was taken away by Koschei and never heard from again, Chen always thought that her partner was dead. She even silently mourned for her in her heart. But now, Talulah was standing alive in front of her, protecting her with her actions.

“People always make things up, my gossip,” Talulah sheathed her longsword. Her gaze fell on Chen Huijie, her eyes softening considerably. “Long time no see, Xiaojie.”

"You...I...you...why are you here?"

Fortunately, Chen Huijie's brain is still sharp after getting into a prestigious university. This place should be an extremely dangerous stronghold of infected thugs, so why is Talulah here?

A terrible thought popped into her mind.

"Could it be that you've become Kosichean's henchman, and this trip was all for the purpose of invading Lungmen? That makes sense... No wonder these thugs have equipment from the Ursus regular army..."

Talulah rolled her eyes: "I really need to control you, Xiaojie. Your top priority now is to uninstall those rotten websites from your terminal."

“…You’ve changed, Talulah.” Chen Huijie was silent for a moment. The Talulah in her memory was not as fond of joking as she was now.

"You've changed too, Xiao Jie." The Chen Huijie I remember wasn't as cold and hard as she is now.

The two looked at each other, and time seemed to stand still. There were unspeakable words and endless emotions in their hearts. The longing over the years, the hardships they had endured, and the concern for each other were all stuck in their throats, but they didn't know where to begin.

"Can you two stop practicing your flirtatious banter on the battlefield? The situation here is urgent!"

A male voice broke the beautiful atmosphere between the two.

"Ah, sorry, I'm coming right now." Talulah seemed to suddenly come to her senses, abruptly turning her head, a barely perceptible blush flashing across her face. She quickly apologized to Zhao Zizhan, then grabbed Chen Huijie's wrist and ran towards Zhao Zizhan.

"Xiaojie, let's go!"

On the front, Surtr was poised to attack, while Xia Mi bravely shielded Zhao Zizhan in front of her.

"You were fighting pretty fiercely just now. Look at that, that's solid. You can use all your strength without holding back. Come on, I want to see Xia Mi, the Martial God, turn the enemy into a bloody mist with one punch!"

"You...you don't push me! Didn't you see that man has a knife? How could you bear to let this delicate young girl go up empty-handed!"

Xia Mi clung tightly to Zhao Zizhan's arm, shaking her head vigorously like a rattle.

"Sigh...just when I think you're about to pull off a cool moment, you always manage to deliver a huge 'poop'."

"Mr. Zizhan..."

Talulah approached Zhao Zizhan hesitantly: "This is Chen Huijie, my childhood friend whom I mentioned to you."

"Hello, Officer Chen, Talulah told me about you. Nice to meet you," Zhao Zizhan said with a smile and a nod.

Chen Huijie's gaze quickly swept over the people in front of her—first she looked at Zhao Zizhan with a gentle smile, then at Xia Mi hiding behind him and still secretly looking at her, then at Surtr who was always blocking Zhao Zizhan, and finally her gaze landed on Talulah, who was obviously a little unnatural. As a newly promoted elite criminal police officer, her sense of smell made her feel that something was wrong.

What's going on? Why is Talulah being so docile towards a man? This doesn't make sense, does it?

And why is this man surrounded by so many women? Has Talulah been deceived by this man?

"Who is he?"

Chen Huijie herself didn't realize how strong her words sounded when she said them.

"he is……"

Talulah was taken aback by the sudden question. She opened her mouth, but for a moment, she didn't know how to properly introduce Zhao Zizhan. To say he was a friend? That was too superficial. To say he was a comrade-in-arms? That wasn't accurate enough. And those emotions hidden deep in her heart, emotions that she herself hadn't fully sorted out, were even more impossible to express directly on the battlefield.