Chapter 646: Chapter 645: Just Need Five Minutes
Luo Bin escaped from Cui Chicheng’s beheading action and returned to the headquarters where the Federation soldiers were stationed.
He felt this was the safest place.
After returning to the headquarters, Luo Bin began to get busy.
The intelligence department had received various pieces of information; the enemy had taken comprehensive action.
No one would sleep tonight.
He made calls to allies, reminding them to be cautious and requesting their full cooperation to prepare for a comprehensive assault against the enemy tonight.
In this bustling city, where the vast majority of people were unprepared, fierce gunfire erupted in many places.
Leaving aside the neutral faction, the two major forces on the left and the right wings confronted each other in full force this night.
Small-scale fierce skirmishes, assassinations, and espionage actions exploded throughout this city.
Both sides were conducting beheading operations.
It seemed as though both parties had simulated this scenario countless times and each had a list of high-profile targets who were singled out on this very night for a do-or-die showdown.
When the system that maintained balance was deliberately destroyed, the contest between friends and foes came down to fists.
All sorts of dirty tricks were endlessly employed.
Yang Fei and the others were riding in a helicopter; they witnessed fierce gun battles in many places they passed.
The helicopter itself was attacked three times, but luckily its flying altitude was high enough, and the weapons mounted on the combat helicopter absolutely suppressed the ground below.
About twenty minutes later, the aircraft hovered above a building.
An intelligence officer who followed pointed to a building across two streets and said to Yang Fei, "That’s the military headquarters. According to reliable intelligence, Luo Bin is inside. We can only take you this far; we’ll come back to pick you up here in half an hour."
"If Luo Bin is in that building, we only need five minutes," said Yang Fei as he got up.
The helicopter’s cargo door opened, and Yang Fei jumped straight down.
Umekawa Taro, Xu Yunshan, Xu Liangyou, and Xu Xiao, four people in succession, followed suit.
This was a war that originally had nothing to do with them.
Especially for the three Xu brothers, they had never experienced a war facing a modern, regular army before.
Fortunately, this was a city, and the enemy would not use large-scale destructive nuclear weapons unless they opted for mutual destruction.
Without the threat of nuclear power, the five of them, with their Cultivation Realm, considered themselves safe and sound.
If the Innate Realm is called National Guardian Level, then in the world of ordinary people, their personal strength is absolutely terrifying.
The distance between the streets was at least forty or fifty meters, but after Yang Fei landed on the roof, he briskly ran to the edge of the building.
As his footsteps reached the edge of the rooftop, his legs bent and then instantly straightened.
In the darkness, his body shot out like a cannonball, landing ten meters away on the top of another building.
Umekawa Taro followed closely behind, doing exactly the same thing.
The three Xu brothers followed suit.
Although they couldn’t jump such a far distance in one go, as Innate Realm experts, they could somewhat control the Heaven and Earth Power around them; with the help of this power and based on the momentum of their previous leap, crossing a distance of around a hundred meters was not difficult.
On the helicopter, the pilot and the intelligence guide were dumbfounded.
They knew these individuals were formidable experts invited by the Sect Leader but had not expected them to be so incredible.
Apparently, there was no need to wait half an hour?
Yang Fei crossed two streets in a few leaps; when he landed the third time, he appeared directly on the rooftop opposite the military headquarters building.
At that moment, an infrared line swept by; Yang Fei was startled and immediately sensed danger, dodging to one side.
"Tsss!"
The sharp sound of a sniper bullet whistling past his ear exploded, and Yang Fei could clearly feel the airflow of the trajectory less than half a meter away from him churning.
There was an expert!
It wasn’t just an experienced sniper; the other party must also be a Martial Artist or someone with special abilities; otherwise, there was no way they could so accurately lock onto him moving at high speed in the dark.
"Be careful, there’s an expert!" Yang Fei cautioned in one breath, but his actions did not hesitate. He immediately leapt up and rushed towards the opposite building.
"We are under attack, be on guard!"
A howl came from the Sky Platform of the opposite building.
It was in English.
As the voice sounded, the Divine Sense that Yang Fei had released quickly locked onto that person.
He unreservedly stimulated his spiritual power, and the white Federation soldier opposite suddenly trembled, his eyes went blank, and then he fell to the ground, blood flowing from all seven orifices, dead.
A bizarre scene gave the several soldiers stationed in the building opposite goosebumps all over.
This strange and horrifying image indeed had a greater psychological impact on them than the sight of a beheading.
Compared to such an eerie way of death, they could better accept the terrifying scenes they witnessed with their own eyes.
"Da-da-da!!!"
Submachine guns crazily spat out a barrage of bullets, sweeping towards Yang Fei’s direction.
Yang Fei, suspended in mid-air, could clearly sense the countless bullets densely sweeping towards him.
At that moment, he felt as if time had slowed down by countless folds.
He didn’t activate his Protective Gang Qi but instead wielded the Ghost Head Blade in his hand.
"Ding ding dang dang!!!"
The bullets shooting towards him were all deflected by the Ghost Head Blade.
More bullets swept in.
The enemies had all reacted, firing their weapons.
Yang Fei’s Ghost Head Blade couldn’t completely block so many bullets, but with the protection of the Protective Gang Qi, bullets of this Power couldn’t harm him.
Moments later, he landed on the rooftop of the building.
Swinging the blade.
Pu-pu-pu!!!
Blood spurted wildly as one body after another was cleaved in two.
None were his match.
Umekawa Taro and the three Xu brothers landed on the rooftop one after another.
Seeing those four or five bodies split in half, Umekawa Taro’s expression remained unchanged, accustomed to such sights, but the Xu brothers hadn’t quite gotten into the zone yet.
"Down to the third floor, second room, there’s a powerful sniper," said Yang Fei.
Umekawa Taro flipped over and leaped out of the building: "Leave it to me."
As Yang Fei spoke, he had already darted into the building.
Angry roars came from inside the stairwell, followed by gunshots and screams as Yang Fei rushed in.
The Xu brothers took a deep breath, exchanged glances, all feeling out of place as it was their first time in such a scenario.
But they soon steadied their emotions.
Xu Xiao said, "Let’s hurry up and follow, we can’t just hang back and follow on their heels on our first mission, right?"
Yes, we came here to participate in an assassination operation, to kill.
Now why are we acting like mere spectators?
No, we must show our worth; otherwise, how will we get by later?
The three brothers quickly caught up.
They saw Yang Fei slashing his way through enemies.
Dozens of soldiers blocked the stairwell, bullets flying chaotically.
Among them were several Martial Artists with swift actions.
Unfortunately for them, they encountered Yang Fei, and not one could stop his advance.
But there were no small number of soldiers stationed in the building, and more and more rushed in a furious tide.
Xu Yunshan felt it was his time to shine, and shouted, "I’ll handle this."
As soon as he spoke, he waved his hand, and a pungent smell drifted through the entire staircase.
"Ah!"
"Wuuu..."
The effect was immediate.
Some soldiers screamed in agony, spitting blood and collapsing on the ground.
Others suddenly clutched their throats as if they couldn’t breathe, or as if the air they breathed had a terrible corrosive quality that instantly penetrated their respiratory tracts.
In just three to five seconds, a dozen soldiers lay on the ground.
Most weren’t dead yet, but they had lost their ability to fight.
Yang Fei was slightly taken aback, glanced back at Xu Yunshan, and his eyes lit up: "Right, using poison is most effective against this kind of group attack. You all have poison, right? Go ahead and clear the way."