The three individuals, seeing the many guns pointed at Lin Yuan and his group, did not act rashly. Instead, they split up and took cover behind buildings or piles of debris.
Lin Yuan narrowed his eyes, wondering what this group of people was about. Why were they intent on a fight to the death from the moment they arrived? He had never met them before. Could it be that before K died, he had somehow transmitted some kind of visual sharing?
"Heavy machine gun, quick!!" Time was of the essence. The three of them, or rather, monsters, were hiding behind the village entrance wall and piles of debris. Jiang Ziqi's auditory dynamic positioning had already locked onto their locations; it was the perfect time to strike.
He reached out for the heavy machine gun, set it up, and Lin Shouyi had already moved into another building. The firepower couldn't be concentrated on one side; otherwise, it would be easy to breach. Lin Yuan had no trap set up, so he couldn't take any risks. Taking his place were Zhu Mingjun and Wang Zhihai.
He picked up the rocket launcher and handed it to Wang Zhihai. With a nod and a glance, Wang Zhihai understood, nodded, and retreated with the rocket launcher and five rockets, moving to flank them. The heavy machine gun belt was already assembled. Lin Yuan was about to turn around and pat the shoulder of the loader when he discovered it was his own mother, and he immediately panicked. Although they were all wearing gas masks, Lin Yuan still recognized her.
Grabbing Wang Yixin's shoulder, Lin Yuan, without speaking, showed his intense emotion. Wang Yixin understood her son's feelings and didn't say much, merely pointing at the heavy machine gun, urging him to focus on the fight. Seeing that his persuasion was useless, Lin Yuan had no choice but to return to his original position and grip the trigger of the heavy machine gun.
"Ziqi, report the position."
"About 15 degrees to the right of your window, they haven't moved."
"All squads, pay attention. The targets are moving very fast, so we need to coordinate to lead them. The machine gun will provide frontal suppression, and the snipers will fire simultaneously. Understood?"
"Received!!"
"Fire!!!"
As soon as he uttered the word "fire," the roars of the light and heavy machine guns erupted.
"Bang bang bang, bang bang bang!" In the 12.7 caliber rounds.
"Understood!!"
"Mu Qingtian! Switch to armor-piercing rounds for the sniper rifle, prepare to attack!"
"Understood!!"
"Everyone else, advance with me!!"
After verifying that the mangled corpses would not stand up again, Lin Yuan led his team towards the convoy. Clearing the zombies that had fallen into ditches along the way, Lin Yuan and his group had approached the convoy. Logically, the remaining people in the convoy should have discovered them. Why was there no movement at all? Why weren't they running or coming out to resist?
Lin Yuan was still holding the heavy machine gun. This thing was too long. Although he could hold it with ease, firing it made it difficult to maintain balance. Finally, when Lin Yuan and his group were about 100 meters away from the convoy, the leading vehicle finally opened its door. Out stepped a middle-aged man in his fifties, not bald, with graying hair and a sinister gaze, as if he had crawled out of hell. He raised his hands, showing no trace of fear, even though he was immediately met with over a dozen guns pointed at his head.
After glancing at Lin Yuan and his group, his gaze paused on the red sign. He spoke, "Brothers, don't be agitated. I surrender. I have only one request: let me go."
Before Lin Yuan could speak, he guessed what Lin Yuan was about to say. He spoke into the walkie-talkie, "Everyone come out. If you don't come out now, don't blame me if you die inside."
Under the threat of death, the doors of the seven vehicles behind him opened, and nine women and children emerged. They all had the fateful tattoo on the back of their necks.
"You see, if I die, they die with me."
"You!" Lin Yuan, holding the heavy machine gun, could barely resist pulling the trigger. He was furious that they would use women and children to threaten him! He looked at the arrogant old man, his killing intent growing stronger.
However, the old man lost his patience first, saying impatiently, "Have you thought about it? If you haven't, let's all die together!!"
At this moment, Lin Yuan's veins bulged on his forehead, but he still restrained himself and turned to glance at Jiang Ziqi. Seeing her almost imperceptible nod, Lin Yuan suddenly smiled.
"Letting you go is no problem. You have to take away the things on their necks."
The old man smiled and, one by one, wiped his neck with his hand. The bugs within the tattoos then crawled out on their own and burrowed into his body. Lin Yuan watched intently. These bugs resembled the ones that fell from the sky in the anime "Parasyte." The difference was that they had many more legs and tentacles, and they were covered in mucus, making them very disgusting. The ruptured wounds were already bleeding. They were in pain, but they dared not utter a sound, enduring it with all their might. He finished with the nine people in less than half a minute.
Then, he walked to a clear area and spread his hands, indicating that it was all clear. "Now, can you let me go?"
Seeing that Lin Yuan and his group still had their guns aimed, the old man was not flustered. He was not a fool; he had shown his hand without leaving himself any retreat. He simply snapped his fingers, and a little girl among the nine began to writhe on the ground, clutching her stomach.
"In another minute, she'll be beyond saving. Are you sure you won't let me go? Don't worry, the things left in their stomachs will slowly die if I don't control them." He had one more thing he didn't say: they would die, but whether they would leave offspring before dying was uncertain.
Seeing this scene, Lin Yuan knew his overt strategy was useless. He pressed his hand down, signaling his team to lower their guns. However, he also said, "The three snipers on the mountain are still aiming at me."
Lin Yuan raised his arm and made the gesture again. Feeling the lethal threat diminish, he no longer hesitated. He released his control over the bugs inside the little girl and fled backward.
"Don't think about firing. They are still under my control!!" He was confident that his control range was within 2 kilometers, so they wouldn't dare to act.