At the foot of the mountain, Zhang Yi and Wang Yan watched the exploding fireball, their faces filled with shock and admiration.
"That position, that altitude, boss is too awesome!"
"Yeah, how fortunate to witness the Undefeated Heavenly King in action?"
Zhang Yi, hidden behind cover, muttered, "A legend in the army, nothing more!"
"Boss's shooting position was about two thousand meters from the helicopter, plus the wind speed. Tsk, tsk, how many snipers in the world can do that?" Wang Yan marveled over the channel.
"Mountain Leopard, you've overlooked one issue, and that's the environment boss is currently in. He fired under the threat of gunfire and rocket launchers. With that angle, he could only snipe while holding the gun. Add that point, and no one in the world can do it!"
"..."
On the mountaintop, watching the exploding fireball, a shadow reappeared in Spider's eyes.
The loss of two helicopters consecutively was not unbearable, but if Chen Tianjiao still couldn't be killed, then he and the Heavenly Official behind him would be in considerable trouble.
Organizations as vast as the Brotherhood were also deeply entrenched, divided into factions.
He and Heavenly Official could foresee the disaster Chen Fan would bring, but some people wouldn't think so.
There were quite a number of old-fashioned but arrogant powerhouses like Grandmaster Gao within the Brotherhood.
His expression shifted as a buzzing electronic sound came from his communicator.
He opened it and heard the chaotic voices within.
"He's below, found him!"
"Open fire, turn him into a sieve..."
"What the hell, the person is with me, da da da... Damn it, get out..."
"Hold on, Eagle Team is en route to support, Eagle Team en route to support, ah... How did he fight his way back?"
"What the hell is this, qi projection? Ugh..."
"Retreat, retreat immediately, hold the base, hold the base!"
"Wolf Team retreat, repeat, all Wolf Team members retreat!"
"..."
Various voices mingled together, most laced with terror, fear, and unease.
Spider's face, however, became calm.
Having failed to kill Chen Fan at the Ghost Market pass, sending the Wolf and Eagle Teams to ambush him in the mountainous terrain meant they were already mentally prepared for failure.
The people below were essentially cannon fodder, Spider knew this well.
He didn't care how many cannon fodder died, but he couldn't accept the outcome of failure.
"Damn Chen Tianjiao!"
He cursed inwardly, and Spider could only continue to wait.
The noisy voices in the communicator did not cease.
Amidst the gunfire and explosions, someone shouted, "All units, attention, five o'clock direction, he's coming, damn it, he's gone around to the other side!"
"Blast him, blow him to pieces!"
"Rocket launchers, saturate him with artillery, get the heavy machine guns firing!"
"He's too fast, damn it, he's entered Building Three."
"Ah, ah... He's here, why can't we hit him?"
"My God, is this still human, can't hit him at all, he's here, ah..."
"I don't want to fight anymore, he kills people with a raise of his hand, anything in his hands becomes a deadly weapon, ah ah, run away!"
"Encircle Building Three, anyone who comes out, kill without mercy!"
"I'm just trying to make a living, I don't want to die..."
"Bomb Building Three, bomb the hell out of it!"
"..."
Spider listened to these words with a cold, grim expression that seemed to drip with water.
Although it was within expectations, the collapse was too rapid.
From Chen Tianjiao's arrival halfway up the mountain to the current fall of one building, it had only been about ten minutes.
And during this time, a helicopter had been shot down.
The gunfire and explosions continued, indicating that the commander halfway up the mountain had ordered the encirclement and bombardment of Building Three.
But he knew that it was unlikely to kill Chen Tianjiao.
This man's combat power was too terrifying; the title of invincible war god was not just for show, but earned through real combat.
Commander of the three armies, invincible war god, even millions of enemy troops had not managed to kill this man, so the chances of these hastily assembled gunmen eliminating him were slim.
In the end, it would still fall to the martial arts grandmasters.
...
Inside Building Three, Chen Fan moved unpredictably.
Just five minutes ago, he had forcefully breached this building.
His speed was extreme, and with a sudden surge, the gunmen in the building, though reacting and firing at him, could not stop him.
The rest was simple; in less than five minutes, he had cleared the entire building, killing like mowing grass.
The guards in other buildings also descended into madness, with rocket launchers aimed at this building, raining down artillery fire, threatening to collapse it.
Indeed, Building Three was on the verge of collapse under the various attacks.
But at this moment, Chen Fan was unstoppable.
He had switched to AK47s from the enemy's corpses, one in each hand, and weaved through the crumbling Building Three, arriving at the rooftop.
His figure suddenly appeared, and by the time people on the opposite building reacted, he leaped up, stepping on the edge of the collapsing rooftop.
His guns were aimed at the opposite rooftop.
The two automatic rifles in his hands were like the scythes of death; under the barrage of bullets, figures on the rooftops fell one by one.
"He's on the roof!"
"This... My God!"
The gunmen surrounding Building Three discovered Chen Fan. Looking up, they saw Chen Fan descend like a god, leaping into the air.
The two buildings were not adjacent, separated by over ten meters.
Chen Fan, like an eagle with wings spread, sprang to an astonishing height, emptying his two rifles in rapid succession.
The two guns were then dropped, falling through the air.
The people on the ground reacted, raising their guns to fire, but Chen Fan's figure had already landed on Building Two.
"He... he went to Building Two!"
"How is that possible? Is he even human? How can he jump that far?"
"My God, who can kill him?"
"..."
The crowd fell into chaos.
The commander raised his gun and fired towards the rooftop of Building Two, but only hit the railing.
He roared, "Encircle Building Two, rush in and kill him!"
This time, however, there was no response.
Some people shrank back, already harboring thoughts of retreat.
Even disciplined armies could break, let alone these rabble.
A considerable portion of these people were subordinates of Fan Songnian, underworld figures, some mercenaries, some gunmen trained by the Brotherhood itself, and thugs brought in from places like the capital.
Their ability to hold out this long was due to the extreme brutality of the commander and others, who directly killed those who disobeyed orders, thus intimidating this motley crew.
Now, the people in Building Three had been harvested by Chen Fan, and combined with those previously shot dead by Chen Fan, nearly a third of the nearly three hundred people had been lost.
Such casualties would break even a well-disciplined army, let alone them.
"What are you hesitating for, go!"
The commander, with a ferocious expression and bloodshot eyes, snatched a rocket launcher and aimed it at Building Two.
Click!
Just then, after a gunshot, a bloody hole appeared in the commander's forehead.
He widened his eyes and fell backward.
Everyone looked at him, and then someone shouted, dropped their guns, and ran.
The entire force disintegrated.
Inside Building Two, it had become a slaughterhouse, with Brotherhood gunmen and fighters being easily dispatched by Chen Fan, one after another.
Even hiding behind doors could not escape Chen Fan's perception.
Seeing that the people outside were scattering, those inside the building jumped out of windows without hesitation, wishing they had been born with faster legs.
As Chen Fan, covered in smoke, walked out of Building Two, the base halfway up the mountain was empty.
He didn't bother to pursue, found a car, and drove towards the mountaintop along the road.