Chapter 182: Oh no!

The guy named Kuban cautiously opened the door, first vigilantly observing both ends of the passageway along the hull, then raising his gun muzzle and glancing at the top of the control room.

After confirming there was no danger, he stepped out and glanced back at his three companions inside, scoffing: "You idiots, the boss already said there are bombs on the ship—do you think those Eastern soldiers are fools? How could anyone possibly board?"

Having said that, he casually closed the control room door and prepared to make a circuit around the hull.

No matter what, the money the owl promised them is substantial; they've only received half so far, and whether they'll get the other half depends on whether they can make it back alive.

Since he's already out, making a round is also to ensure his own safety, right?

But this guy never imagined that a pair of eyes had already fixed on him the moment he closed that door—and they were outside the hull.

Exactly, Liu Xiaotian's body is now hanging outside the hull, relying solely on his two hands gripping the hull as he slowly moves toward the stern with Kuban.

His behavior at this moment would arouse suspicion in any commander.

In one, one look `no, one wrong version%!'

He even felt that some systems were indeed redundant and might even cause mishaps.

And the dagger in Gong Jian's hand also slit his throat at the same time.

He also subconsciously recalled it, but he simply couldn't remember when he had ever said those words.

He slowly lowered his head, incredulously staring at the blade tip protruding from his left chest and the spray of blood from it; Kuban realized he had completely lost control of his body—he couldn't move a finger, not even muster the strength to pull the trigger.

Just as the big-bearded man in the lead opened the door, he happened to come face‑to‑face with Gong Jian.

Even if it couldn't wound Liu Xiaotian and Gong Jian, it would still serve to warn the other comrades aboard the ship.

His vision quickly blurred and then plunged into total darkness.

Liu Xiaotian said nothing, simply tossed the two guns aside, bent down to pick up a military knife, and with one stroke each, ended the lives of the two men.

Judging by the ruthlessness and skill of his strike, a true special forces operative would need to have carried out at least thirty missions to achieve such proficiency!

He did this because that scarf was, damn it, a limited‑edition item……

At this moment, Gong Jian had also circled around from the other side to reach the control room.

Gong Jian: ……

Of course, slashing the throat is merely the best option in this situation; it does not cause an instant 'second‑kill' death.

Liu Xiaotian and Gong Jian's side went relatively smoothly, but the other three teams ran into trouble as soon as they boarded.

Before he could even turn his head, his chest was hit with a violent jolt, followed by a surge of heat and then a chill……

First, now isn't the time; second, he thought that even if he asked, Liu Xiaotian might not tell the truth.

If Liu Xiaotian delayed even half a second, one of those two could pull the trigger.

He gently laid the corpses on the ground, Liu Xiaotian pulled off the triangular scarf Kuban wore around his neck, and casually wiped the blood that was already drying on his face.

Watching this, Gong Jian, who had already felled the big‑bearded man, frowned slightly. In fact, he had never said that; it was Liu Xiaotian himself who said it, merely to keep Gong Jian from losing focus at this moment.

As for how to explain things afterward… we'll talk later! Liu Xiaotian is simply not the type to hem and haw over his actions, especially in a situation like this.

"Training Instructor, did I scare you? But you yourself said that when dealing with these enemies, hesitation equals suicide!"

Liu Xiaotian casually stuffed that piece of scarf into his pocket, then turned and slowly approached the control room.

Having said that, he flashed out of the control room.

The remaining two hadn't even reacted when Liu Xiaotian, who had silently climbed onto the control room roof, flipped down; his military knife flashed like lightning and instantly slit their throats.

Besides, just wait and see how He Chen Guang, Wang Yanbing, and Li Erniu perform—you'll know then; why ask? What he's certain of is that, whether in the Iron Fist Group or Wolf Fang, Liu Xiaotian definitely never received such training.

However, the other six members of the Red Blood Cell Group found nothing even after searching the entire first deck.

Liu Xiaotian naturally knew the possible consequences, so right after striking he immediately released the military knife, letting it fall to the ground, while his freed hands simultaneously grabbed the guns from the two men, fingers locking the triggers, and at the same time he bent his knees with a powerful knee strike—delivering the deadliest 'finishing move'. The knee strike hit that spot; these two unlucky fellows couldn't even grab the guns, let alone keep their hands on their throats, which they instinctively released, and their bodies collapsed in a heap at Di Hang.

Having walked just six or seven meters, Kuban suddenly heard a noise behind him.

Of course, he was just thinking to himself, letting out a small complaint in his heart.

It's worth mentioning that this guy named Kuban seems to have taste—the pattern on that scarf is actually a portrait of Justin Bieber.

"Damn it, do you even deserve to like rock?"

At the same time he knew it really wasn't Gong Jian's fault for overthinking.

But now Justin Bieber's face on the scarf has been stained red with blood.

A few minutes later, seeing that Kuban still hadn't returned, the three people in the control room realized something was off and immediately raised their guns to go check the situation.

That wasn't Kuban's; it belonged to the unfortunate fellow he had previously killed and tossed overboard.

Of course, at this point they still hadn't realized that danger had silently descended.

According to the division of labor, aside from the team of Liu Xiaotian and Gong Jian who boarded from the bow, the other three teams were to rush straight to the cargo hold after boarding, their primary task being to first confirm the exact location of the CVX2 poison gas bomb.

Seeing through Gong Jian's thoughts, Liu Xiaotian cracked a smile and said quietly:

Wang Yanbing's team was the first to enter the second deck.

As for the gun in the big‑bearded man's hand, it also ended up in Gong Jian's grasp.

He really wanted to ask whether Liu Xiaotian had learned all this at the Warrior School, but he held back when the words reached his lips.

The moment the door to the second‑deck passageway opened, Song Kaifei felt something was off, but after careful observation he detected no movement; both were eager to find the CVX2 poison gas bomb, so they began searching one by one.

Two minutes later, as Song Kaifei walked ahead, he suddenly felt dizzy; when he tried to turn back to speak with Wang Yanbing, he discovered Wang Yanbing's body was already limp and collapsing to the ground……

Oh no!

This was Song Kaifei's last thought before losing consciousness……

(End of chapter)