After leaving the factory, the four engaged in fierce combat with the rebels, and despite it being their first time cooperating, they displayed remarkable synergy.
Leng Feng and Lao He employed dual-team tactics that overwhelmed their opponents. Ling Feng adopted a direct confrontation strategy, his battle-saint's overwhelming firepower proving superior even to machine guns. The three fought ferociously.
Zhuo Yifan, however, was initially hesitant but proved adept with grenades, destroying several enemy strongholds. With most of the rebels' main fighting force eliminated by Ling Feng and Leng Feng, and lacking command, they were left to fight individually. Within fifteen minutes, Ling Feng and his three companions had annihilated all the remaining rebels in the factory.
In the open space at the center of the factory, the survivors gathered, awaiting the arrival of rescue helicopters. Leng Feng was on the phone with the naval captain, simultaneously transmitting video evidence of the rebels' massacre of Chinese nationals.
"Whirr, whirr..."
In the distance, a rescue helicopter could be seen approaching. As it slowly descended and landed on the ground, Leng Feng smiled, "Finally."
Ling Feng observed the rescue helicopter, then walked into a building and emerged, pretending to retrieve a Barrett "Annihilation" sniper rifle, which he handed to Leng Feng. "Here."
"What is this?" Leng Feng looked at the Annihilation in Ling Feng's hand, slightly taken aback, unsure of Ling Feng's intentions. However, he was immediately impressed by the rifle's imposing black and red appearance. For a sniper, a high-performance rifle meant greater power.
"This Barrett is named Annihilation. It's crafted from special materials and is arguably the best sniper rifle in the world, with an effective range of 2500 meters. I'm not good with sniper rifles, so I'm lending you this Annihilation for now. We have another tough battle ahead. The clip for the Annihilation has twenty rounds," Ling Feng explained, then tossed the rifle to Leng Feng, regardless of his agreement.
"This..." Leng Feng held the Annihilation, feeling somewhat lost. But he quickly realized Ling Feng's words held deeper meaning, and his expression shifted instantly. "Wait, you said there's another tough battle?"
"Yes, the mercenaries will be back soon. The rescue helicopter can't take off, or it will be shot down. And quickly notify everyone to head to the old warehouse. It'll be too late if you don't," Ling Feng said without reservation. He no longer cared about altering the plot. He also handed Leng Feng the Sand Eagle Asura set. The reason? He had already retrieved the battle-saint, and Annihilation naturally completed the set with Asura. Furthermore, with the addition of chaotic beings, he could no longer predict the subsequent events. Rather than face an uncertain plot, it was better to take the initiative.
Ling Feng recalled the dozen drones he had chased the previous night. He now understood why those drones were so heavily armed; it was undoubtedly the work of the chaotic being.
"What!" Leng Feng now had immense faith in Ling Feng's words, as everything Ling Feng predicted had come true. Leng Feng quickly slung the Barrett Annihilation over his shoulder, fastened the Sand Eagle Asura to his waist, and pocketed the dagger. He then went to inform everyone. Despite being a Barrett, the Annihilation was lighter than most, so it didn't impede his speed.
As Leng Feng descended the stairs and headed towards the group, something unexpected happened, far beyond Ling Feng's anticipation.
"Whoosh, whoosh..."
Above the factory, a fighter jet roared towards them. Ling Feng's pupils contracted when he saw the aircraft. There was no mention of fighter jets in his memory. This could only mean an enemy!
"Quick, take cover! Enemy aircraft!" Ling Feng shouted, simultaneously disengaging his battle-saint and aiming at the fighter jet in the sky.
As soon as Ling Feng finished speaking, the fighter jet flew over the factory. The deafening roar of its engines caused the eardrums of the people to ache, and the blast wave it generated swept away the makeshift resting pavilion, scattering medical supplies. But no one cared now; they were all desperately fleeing for their lives.
After passing over the factory, the fighter jet circled back, seemingly confirming its target, and began strafing the crowd. Instantly, bullets rained down from the sky. Within moments, the intense firepower claimed the lives of over a dozen people, their bodies torn apart by the bullets, exploding into mist that stained the ground red.
"Help us!"
"Run!"
"Mom!"
Chaos erupted, screams filled the air. The fighter jet, like the Grim Reaper, reaped one life after another. Witnessing the constant falling of those around them filled the fleeing crowd with terror, their composure crumbling.
Ling Feng and Lao He, positioned inside a simple structure, hastily raised their weapons and unleashed a barrage of fire at the fighter jet. However, the ground-to-air situation was disadvantageous. After expending a single magazine, only a few scattered rounds hit the fighter jet, posing no significant threat. The fighter jet continued to strafe the crowd below. Every second, someone fell, becoming a corpse. Smoke billowed, blood splattered freely, as if an orchestra was playing a symphony of death.
"Damn it! Stop!" Ling Feng and Lao He continued to fire their weapons at the fighter jet, attempting to stop it. However, it was futile. Instead, they drew the fighter jet's focused fire, pinning them down inside the building, unable to retaliate.
*Whoosh!*
A missile, trailing a long white vapor, streaked from the fighter jet towards the building where Ling Feng and Lao He were concealed.
*Boom!*
With the missile's immense destructive power, the structure instantly exploded, collapsing in a cascade of brick and rubble. Seeing no more attacks, the fighter pilot flashed a cruel smile before shifting his target, turning his guns on the fleeing crowd and unleashing a volley of shells.
*Boom!* The explosions continued, the earth trembled, and limbs and fragments were scattered everywhere. Blood flowed like a river, painting a scene of hell.
*Bang!*
Just as the fighter jet was indiscriminately slaughtering the crowd, a bullet, like a laser, flew at supersonic speed towards the fighter jet, striking its tail wing. The powerful impact directly pierced and tore through the tail wing.
*Boom!*
Whether by luck or fate, the bullet struck the fighter jet's fuel tank or ammunition bay. The fighter jet exploded in mid-air, turning into a spectacular fireworks display.
"Cough, cough."
Emerging from the dust and debris of the collapsed building, Ling Feng helped Lao He to his feet. Upon seeing the fallen fighter jet, they rejoiced.
"Are you two alright?" Leng Feng ran towards Ling Feng and Lao He, wielding the Annihilation. Ling Feng, seeing the Annihilation in Leng Feng's hands, knew he had been the one to resolve the fighter jet situation. Only the Barrett Annihilation possessed the power to penetrate the fighter jet's armor.
"We're fine." Ling Feng shook his head. At the crucial moment, Lao He had pulled him towards a corner of the wall, which happened to be at the edge of the explosion. Apart from his head being dazed by the shockwave and his skin being scorched by the heat, he was essentially unharmed, at least capable of movement.
"Rumble, rumble!"
Ling Feng and the two had barely exchanged a few words when the outer wall of the factory was suddenly breached by a colossal force, and several tanks surged through the opening.
"Let's go." Seeing the sheer number of tanks, the expressions of the three changed drastically. Leng Feng quickly helped Ling Feng support Lao He as they ran into a building. Caught in the open, they were like targets. Being inside a building was far safer.
The rebels piloting the tanks naturally spotted the fleeing trio. They stomped on the accelerators and pursued them.
*Rumble, rumble! Rumble, rumble!* Cannonballs continuously exploded behind them, sending debris flying.
Utilizing the complex terrain, Ling Feng and the two managed to commandeer a tank for a counterattack. However, before they could destroy several tanks, they encountered a special one. Its matte black exterior, like a demon emerging from darkness, seemed impervious. Ling Feng and the two fired several shells, but they caused no damage to the black tank. Conversely, their tank was pulverized by a single shell from the enemy.
Ling Feng and the two lay amidst the shattered wreckage of their destroyed tank, their eyes closed, their bodies covered in blood, their faces and skin scorched.
"A minor matter. Two destined individuals taken down in one go." The black tank stopped, its top hatch opened, and Mie, clad in black, emerged and leaped out. He walked towards the three fallen figures in the ruins, surveyed them, and confirmed they were no longer moving. A perverted smile spread across his face. "Next, there are still the two in the old warehouse," Mie turned and walked back towards the black tank.
*Boom, boom, boom!!!*
Suddenly, Ling Feng's eyes snapped open without warning. He leaped to his feet, unleashing the full firepower of his battle-saint set. Dozens of bullets shot through the air towards Mie.
"As expected." Feeling the threat to his life, Mie did not turn around. Instead, the corners of his lips curved slightly upward, as if he had anticipated this.
*Clang, clang, clang!!!*
When the battle-saint's bullets were less than ten centimeters from Mie, they were all blocked by a semi-transparent black shield.
"What?!" Hearing Ling Feng's exclamation from behind, Mie slowly turned around, a sinister smile on his face. His eyes were deep and dark, like black holes that drew in the gaze. Mie looked at Ling Feng, who was holding the battle-saint, and said, "You must be that anomaly. I was wondering how the will of this world would stop me, and it sent a mere child. Is that underestimating me too much?"
"Hmph, don't overestimate yourself! Since it's an energy shield, it must have a tolerance limit or an energy limit!" Ling Feng rapidly reloaded and unleashed another burst of fire.
*Clang, clang, clang!!!*
The bullets stirred up a significant amount of dust, but their powerful impact could only create faint ripples on the shield, failing to shatter it.
"Oh? So decisive? But it's futile. Even artillery..." Mie said coldly, watching Ling Feng's useless efforts.
"Bang!" But before he could finish speaking, a heavy gunshot echoed. A black bullet slammed into the shield in front of him. The black bullet spun rapidly on the shield, causing the previously intact shield to crackle and fracture. The energy shield shattered in mere moments. The black bullet roared past Mie's cheek, striking the tank with a deafening sound. Although it only penetrated the vehicle, the immense impact pushed the tank back.
"What." This time, Mie's expression turned grim.