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

Zhao Zizhan smiled mysteriously and said, "Well, this involves some inside information that you don't know. After this mission is over, I'll find some time to show you a TV series, and you'll understand why after you watch it."

While Zhao Zizhan was chatting with everyone, his hand remained on Talulah's back without him even realizing it. Talulah stood there stiffly, not daring to move, her body as tense as a stone.

To be honest, Talulah had never experienced being patted on the back, praised, affirmed, and given kind advice like this before. Every time Zhao Zizhan's hand patted her back, Talulah would feel a strange lump in her throat. She didn't know what she was feeling wronged about, but that emotion would inexplicably well up inside her.

"Ah, um... I wonder how things are on the other side now?"

She tried to change the subject to alleviate her embarrassment.

"Oh yeah, I wonder how they are."

……

For the guards on the perimeter, everyone was still on duty, eating hot pot and singing songs, when suddenly the base exploded!

"What happened? The base exploded?"

A guard suddenly stood up, his voice filled with panic, his eyes fixed on the firelight, his hand unconsciously reaching for the gun at his waist.

"I don't know, it seems like it was hit by a meteorite."

"Wait, where's that damn plane? There must be an enemy!"

"Are you joking?"

The guard who had mentioned the meteorite swallowed hard, his voice trembling. "Didn't you see the fire at the base? What kind of enemy could cause that kind of damage? Even if there really was an enemy, with the few weapons we have, wouldn't going up there be suicide?"

"Then what do you suggest we do? We can't just sit here and wait to die!"

The two immediately started arguing.

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"Everyone!!"

The two guards were still arguing when their superior's voice rang out: "Stop arguing! Get fully armed immediately and come with me to the scene to assess the situation and prepare for rescue operations!"

"What's the point of saving it after it's been blown up like that?"

"I think the most urgent task is to establish contact with higher authorities and report the situation here."

The mixed-race people here weren't exactly well-trained soldiers to begin with, and each of them had their own ideas. Now that this kind of accident has happened, it's naturally very difficult to organize them.

The team members dawdled as they gathered with their equipment, grumbling as they prepared to head towards the base to investigate. After finally managing to assemble, they had only taken a couple of steps toward the base when suddenly, a flash of light appeared in a patch of grass not far away!

The sudden roar of heavy machine gun fire echoed through the night sky like thunder. A dense barrage of bullets rained down on the guards like a torrential downpour, kicking up clouds of dust as bullets struck the ground and making loud thuds as they hit nearby tree trunks, sending splinters flying.

Chu Zihang, expressionless, maintained a steady firing rhythm with the machine gun at his feet, advancing steadily forward as if nailed to the ground. The recoil of the machine gun caused his shoulders to tremble slightly, but it did not affect his shooting accuracy in the slightest. Body armor was like paper in front of large-caliber bullets; after the bullets pierced his body, they embedded themselves in the ground with splattered flesh and blood.

The mixed-race individuals were completely unprepared for the surprise attack. Caught off guard, many were struck directly by high-speed bullets, their bodies snapped in half at the waist, blood and internal organs splattering everywhere, and piercing screams instantly echoing through the night. A few quick-reacting guards took advantage of the moment their companions fell to scramble and crawl behind nearby boulders or trees for cover.

"Attack at twelve o'clock!!"

"Organic gunners! Bring the recoilless rifles!"

A hybrid racer darted through the forest, a recoilless rifle slung over his shoulder, ready to fire. However, before he could pull the trigger, "Bang—!"

A muffled sniper shot rang out from the mountaintop. A large-caliber sniper bullet fell from the sky like a meteor, striking him precisely in the head.

On a high point in the mountain, Caesar lay on the ground, sniper rifle at the ready, muttering to himself.

"You think you can hurt my comrades without even asking me? You've really been underestimated..."

PS: My sleep schedule seems to have returned to what it used to be. I'm preparing to move recently, so I'm busy during the day and updating late at night, but I'll try to write as much as possible.

Chapter 190 Recognition.

"Mom, I want to go home..."

Lu Mingfei's wailing echoed through the jungle. His back was hunched, the ammunition box on his back felt as heavy as lead, and with each step he felt as if his shoulders were being chafed raw. The dense branches scratched his cheeks, leaving a few shallow marks, but he didn't even have the strength to lift his hand to rub them. He could only pant heavily as he stumbled along behind Xia Mi and Zero.

Carrying a heavy load of ammunition, the loser ran out of breath: "I said... when I came here... they didn't tell me we were going to fight in Vietnam..."

"You'd better shut up, or you'll get a stitch in your side again."

Xia Mi said without turning her head, casually pulling a signal flare from her waist, raising her hand and pulling the trigger towards the sky. With a "whoosh," the green signal flare pierced the night sky, exploding into a bright halo high in the air. Her steps did not falter at all, and she continued to run quickly towards the designated evacuation point, her figure as light as a deer darting through the forest, a stark contrast to Lu Mingfei's disheveled appearance. "Weren't you quite enthusiastic when you came? Now you're backing down?"

"Then...can they be the same?"

Lu Mingfei, panting heavily, protested, "How was I supposed to know we'd actually be fighting? I thought I'd just stand on the sidelines, make up the numbers, and be a bystander. Who would have thought it would be a real battle right from the start!"

Lu Mingfei's face turned pale as he ran, but he kept muttering under his breath.

Do you need me to carry you?

Zero followed closely beside Lu Mingfei, her eyes filled with concern. She deliberately slowed her pace, always keeping a step's distance from Lu Mingfei, so that she could catch him immediately should he stumble even slightly.

"Ah... well... then I'll pass..."

Xiao Lu can be quite shameless at times, always trying to freeload or slack off, but at other times he's also incredibly concerned about his image, as he is now.

Despite his complaints, it was still a bit embarrassing for Xiao Lu, who had just boasted that he would never forgive anyone who dared to bully his brother, to actually make his sister carry him.

Moreover, a new recruit has just joined the team. If the first impression is that he's a Toguro-kun, how can that work?

"Let's run! We don't need to engage the enemy head-on yet; we just need to provide support."

Xia Mi's voice came from ahead, urging us, "Don't wait until we run over there, Senior Brother Zhao is already waiting for us at the evacuation point, that would be ridiculous."

"Xia Mi, shouldn't our stamina be about the same? How come you look so much more relaxed than me?"

As Lu Mingfei ran, he asked in confusion, his eyes full of bewilderment, "Did you use some kind of cheat? Or did you secretly drink a stamina potion?"

Is it possible that you're the only one with poor physical strength?

"Come on, I think you're just feeling pressured by your two seniors..."

……

"Team A was ambushed in Area C. Repeat, Team A was ambushed in Area C!!"

"The enemy's firepower is fierce, but their initial estimate is no more than three people. Surround them, surround them!"

"Watch out for snipers!!"

The mixed-race guards on the perimeter were already engaged in jungle warfare with Chu Zihang and his group. Relying on their numbers, these guards attempted to break through Chu Zihang's blockade with their superior firepower, but they clearly underestimated the strength of Chu Zihang and Caesar.

Thanks to Chu Zihang's precise frontal suppression and Caesar's sniping cover from the high ground, the distance between the two sides has been widened to more than a thousand meters. The mixed-race guards can no longer break through the blockade. Various shouts, gunshots, and explosions echoed in the radio channel.

The power disparity among hybrids is quite pronounced, with everyone limited by their bloodline, resulting in an extremely strict hierarchy. In fact, unlike the later part of the original story where S-rank hybrids were everywhere and A-rank hybrids were inferior to polar bears, at this stage, the vast majority of hybrids, after awakening their bloodline, will only have a C-rank bloodline. A B-rank hybrid can already become a pillar of a faction, responsible for important tasks; while an A-rank hybrid, whether in physical strength, defense, the power of their incantations, or reaction speed and mental ability, is far superior to other ranks, a completely overwhelming presence.

If modern firearms hadn't bridged some of the gap, the outcome of the fight would have been a complete rout.

If it weren't for modern firearms bridging some of the gaps, giving C- and B-level hybrids a sliver of hope of fighting A-level hybrids, the outcome of this battle would have been a one-sided rout. But even with the aid of firearms, the situation remains largely unchanged.

"Hasn't that enemy sniper been taken care of yet? Infiltration team, respond immediately!"

The officer kept calling out, but the only response was the crackling of electricity and the faint screams of their comrades in the distance.

"With your strength, challenging me can be described as reckless."

With a blank expression, Caesar killed an artilleryman, then retrieved his sniper rifle. He quickly checked the surroundings to make sure there were no other enemies, then, still holding his gun, disappeared back into the dense jungle, leaving behind only the gradually cooling corpse and a mortar that would never be operated again.

"Hello, my partner, I think we're in a bit of a precarious situation right now."

As Caesar swiftly traversed the jungle, he switched on the squad radio, his tone devoid of any panic. His ears picked up on every unusual sound—the rustling of leaves, the snapping of branches, even the distant breathing of enemies—nothing escaped his notice.

“They’ve figured out our location and are closing in on us. If we keep running, they’ll trap us.” When he was observing from his vantage point, he could clearly see figures moving in the jungle from all directions. Although the mixed-race people were weak, they had the advantage of numbers and were gradually closing the encirclement.

These guys seem to have been brainwashed by religion. Even with such a high casualty rate, they're still fighting to the death and refusing to retreat. They're incredibly difficult to deal with.

"your opinion?"

The sound of gunfire continued from Chu Zihang's side.

"My opinion is that we need to take the initiative. What do you think?"

Caesar asked, passive defense has never been his style. Rather than being surrounded by the enemy, he would rather actively create an opening and catch them off guard.

"Agreed, I'll buy you time from the front."

"Received, bro, I'm coming to meet you."

For Caesar, Chu Zihang's ability to single-handedly hold off such a large group of enemies as they circled in the forest and still maintain a suppressive presence had earned him his respect. Such excellent teammates and opponents were rare indeed.

Moreover, is attending a preparatory course really that exciting?

He really made the right choice in joining this research team!

Chapter 191 What is a surprise?

"Looks like things are getting lively on our companions' side..."

Zhao Zizhan and his group made steady progress towards the evacuation point, their footsteps treading on the woodland of varying depths. He raised his hand to push aside the bushes blocking his view, his gaze passing over the intertwined tree trunks to look into the distance—in that dark green sea of ​​trees, orange-red flames occasionally broke through the cover of branches and leaves, and dense gunfire rose and fell like a sudden downpour.

"Those two kids are very talented; their battlefield mobility and tactical planning are quite impressive," Ace commented, gazing at the distant forest.

The guards, who had been forming an encirclement in an orderly manner, were now in a precarious situation. The large number of soldiers who had been deployed for control were now turning their forces around to switch from offense to defense. It was not a voluntary retreat, but rather a helpless move forced upon them by an attack on their rear.

It was as if something, like a sharp thorn, had irresistibly pierced the guards' throats.

"They're trying to attack from both sides, hoping to pull the thorn out before it pierces their throat."

Zhao Zizhan crossed his arms and watched the guards frantically adjusting their formation, then spoke softly.

"Are we going to help?"

Talulah looked at Zhao Zizhan.

Zhao Zizhan shook his head slightly, took a step back, and leaned against a thick tree trunk: "Not for now. This is a combat exercise designed to train through combat. This kind of pressure will maximize their cooperation and teamwork, and also stimulate their abilities. I just need to be there to cover for them at crucial moments."

“My teammates are all very proud. If they get involved now, wouldn’t it make it seem like they didn’t do anything?”

"Leading a team requires skill..."

Zhao Zizhan said calmly.

Surtr rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, muttering, "...You really are a cunning old fox."

"Surtr, we should read more books and be more strategic in our thinking."

That's exactly what I meant.

"Oh, you've misunderstood me so much."

"Yes, Miss Surtr, do you have some misunderstanding about Mr. Zizhan...?"

Talulah couldn't help but interject.

Upon hearing this, Ertel looked at Talulah with a complicated expression, then turned to Zhao Zizhan, who was blinking innocently at her. A surge of anger welled up in her chest, but it was quickly suppressed by Talulah's innocent gaze. She almost laughed in anger. No, he's your father! Why are you protecting him like this? She opened her mouth, but in the end, she didn't say anything. She just snorted heavily and turned her head to the side.

……

The temporary command post for the guards was incredibly noisy at this moment.

The commander was a burly man who was currently clutching his hair, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

"Hasn't that sniper been dealt with yet? We've already lost twenty or thirty men to him!"

He roared at the communications soldier, his voice filled with suppressed rage, and slammed his fist heavily on the table next to him.

"What's wrong with these two guys!" He stared at the enemy's location marked on the map, his eyes filled with disbelief. He had thought he could easily take them down with his numerical advantage, but now he was being driven back by the enemy.

"Assault team, what's the status of the target's location? Assault team, please respond!"

The liaison officer yelled into the walkie-talkie, but received only dead silence.

"This is unbelievable," she muttered through gritted teeth, a chill running down her spine. "Where have all the people gone?"

Just then, a hoarse shout came through the walkie-talkie: "This is Reconnaissance Team B! We've been attacked! Repeat, we've been attacked!!"

"Reconnaissance Team B has been attacked!?"

The people inside the tent froze instantly. The commander jerked his head up, his eyes filled with shock. Reconnaissance Team B was positioned directly in front of the command post. According to the plan, for the enemy to reach Team B's position, they would first have to break through Team A's defensive line. How could the enemy dare to bypass Team A's defenses?

Aren't you afraid of being surrounded and surrounded by guards on both sides?

"This is command post!" The commander reacted quickly, grabbing the walkie-talkie and trying to keep his voice steady: "Have you clearly seen the attackers? What are the casualties?"

"There were two... no, three people! They..."

The receiver picked up the intermittent voices of the reconnaissance team members, along with the crisp sounds of clashing weapons and the screams of soldiers. But before he could finish speaking, a strange sound, like fabric being torn, came through, and the radio went silent, leaving only a monotonous buzzing sound.

Instead, news broke that another squad in the B area defense line had been attacked.