Chapter 295: First Military Region Rescue Squad

The off‑road vehicle accelerated, and Xiong Hanzi, who was leading, showed a pleased expression on his face.

"Captain Lin! Are you saying there are humans and mutants fighting ahead?"

"Vroom—!"

With the throttle turned all the way down, Xiong Hanzi let out a shout and rushed straight toward the direction Lin An sensed.

He is only one mutant away from reaching the second level.

Lin An had originally planned to return to the weapons testing facility, then look for mutants nearby so Zhang Tie could level up, but he unexpectedly ran into them on the road.

After a casual reminder, Gao Tian hurriedly followed behind Xiong Hanzi.

He still needs two more second‑level mutants to level up; if there are enough mutants ahead, he might also reach the second level.

Joy beyond words.

Zhang Tie was extremely eager for his talent to advance to the second level, not to mention that Captain Lin still had a skill book and equipment prepared for him.

The thrill of increasing one's strength is no less than getting rich overnight.

The motorcycle roared, turning into two black bolts of lightning that sped straight toward the battlefield ahead.

As the distance closed, the two could already hear continuous gunfire and the monsters' howls.

"Damn, two of them!"

"One each!"

Zhang Tie's eyes widened, he laughed loudly, and he wished he could twist the throttle to the breaking point.

"Little cutie! Your Grandpa Zhang is here!"

Upon approaching, the two watched without worry as the mutants charged into the crowd and slaughtered, observing carefully.

After a moment, Xiong Hanzi couldn't help but be stunned.

"Captain Lin, the battle ahead seems to be the Wangjiang Military Region's army."

"About six Awakened Ones, roughly seven hundred soldiers, plus a bunch of ordinary people."

"I haven't seen the remaining two monsters before—one looks like a crab, the other can spray sulfuric acid from its abdomen?"

Gao Tian's vision is better than his, and he saw the flag hanging on the human side's military vehicle:

"Brother Lin, these people seem to be the Wangjiang First Rescue Squad."

"But their strength is poor; it feels like they can't hold on much longer."

With enhanced vision, Gao Tian saw, as he spoke, an Awakened One in military uniform hit by a green blob of slime, then instantly screaming as his flesh burned away.

In just two seconds, he turned into a pallid skeleton.

There were only a few tanks and armored vehicles; although machine guns kept firing, they were still powerless against the monsters' terrifying speed.

Occasionally hit by bullets, but the monsters easily squeezed the casings out of their muscles.

"A massacre..."

"Captain Lin, what do we do?"

"Should we kill the monsters and rescue the people along the way?"

A hint of reluctance flashed in Zhang Tie's eyes.

The monsters were clearly "toying" with this rescue squad; their huge arms scooped up people like snacks, flinging the crying crowd into their mouths.

Perhaps there was too much food; after biting off a man's head in their hands, they tossed the rest of the body like a cannonball.

Without Lin An's order, the two dared not act even if they were anxious inside.

"Judgment Eye."

In the off‑road vehicle, Lin An's eyes filled with dark blue mist as his mental power condensed into a thin line, roughly sensing the surroundings.

After advancing to the second level, combined with the effect of the Manchineel Flower, his mental power increased by a full six points.

His original detection range of about a hundred meters expanded to roughly three hundred meters.

If he reduces the detection area, the farthest reach is about half a kilometer.

Along with that, the Soul‑devouring Hand's Soul Shriek skill can now be charged by himself alone.

Although it's a bit strained, it undoubtedly adds a new means of attack.

"Beep, detected zombie count: 1721"

"Beep, detected first‑level mutant: 1"

"Beep, detected second‑level mutant: 1"

"Beep, detected player...."

Not much of a threat.

The first‑level mutant is a common crawler; the other second‑level one is a wailing banshee.

As a relatively weak second‑level banshee, aside from being a bit faster and having acid spray, it has nothing special.

But is this rescue squad's combat power really too weak?

They don't even have the ability to resist.

First Rescue Squad...

Without further thought, Lin An marked the monsters' weak points and then signaled Zhang Tie and the others to act.

"Kill the monsters, and have no contact with the rescue squad."

"Remember to bring back the corpses, don't waste them."

Mutant corpses cannot be processed at this stage; this pure flesh processing is unlike system‑dropped materials, and the difficulty is extremely high.

Therefore he plans to feed the mutant corpses to the two flesh puppets.

As for himself taking action?

By attaching his mental power to Zhang Tie and the other, even if he doesn't act he can still gain experience.

The weakness provided by the Judgment Eye is essentially also a kind of skill.

After thinking it over, Lin An tossed the Electromagnetic Cannon to Fan Bing again.

One Mutant can grant experience to four people at once; there's no need to waste it.

Mo Ling cannot gain experience from killing monsters; only by slaying Awakened Ones can she gain it.

"Just fire a couple of shots, grazing some damage is enough."

Fan Bing dumbly gripped the cold barrel of the Electromagnetic Cannon, somewhat unable to believe it.

She had personally witnessed the power of Lin An's charged Electromagnetic Cannon.

In her view, without knowing Lin An's other methods, this Electromagnetic Cannon's power is terrifying enough to blast a second‑level elite Mutant to death with a single shot.

Now Lin An actually tosses it to her so casually, and even willing to let her share the experience?

Having been influenced by Wang Kun's ears and eyes before, she naturally knows how precious the experience gained from killing Mutants is.

Heart Excited.

Fan Bing nodded repeatedly, and a thought inexplicably rose in her heart.

Lin An...

He seems actually quite kind to people...

And not so cold‑blooded and cruel.

Wailing and lamenting.

The crowd scattered and fled, dodging the giant hand above that would scoop them into its mouth.

In the Wangjiang Military Region's First Rescue Squad, Tang Long stared pale‑faced at the monster slaughtering the crowd, his mind a blank.

This was his first time facing a Mutant at such close range.

Inside the armored vehicle, Tang Wan's family clutched their heads and wept, while Tang Mother, seated in her wheelchair, shivered as she muttered prayers to all the gods and immortals.

On the vehicle's roof, the commanding officer Yang Bocheng, hoarse from shouting, directed the soldiers to open fire.

Heart Despair.

After learning that Lin An's fiancée Tang Wan and her family were in his own unit, he had become sufficiently cautious.

He contacted the Wangjiang Military Region to have reinforcements come meet him, to prevent any mishap.

Who would have thought that in just a day's time, before he could rendezvous with the relief team, he would encounter the Mutants' attack?

Even a first‑level Mutant would be tolerable.

Even if his unit fought to the death, they might not be unable to kill the monster.

But a second‑level...

He gave a bitter laugh, truly not knowing why he would encounter a second‑level existence.

The last time the Military Region encountered a second‑level, they stubbornly sacrificed ten Awakened Ones in a suicide squad to hold the monster, then used artillery to lay down a continuous barrage, only then blowing up that second‑level Mutant.

But now his unit not only lacks artillery, the Awakened Ones have already suffered heavy casualties earlier; where would they find the strength to resist the monster?

And the reinforcing troops from the Military Region are still an hour's drive away!

In an hour, we might very well have our bones eaten.

"Screech!!"

At the center of the most crowded battlefield, a disheveled, five‑clawed, sharp‑wailing female demon flickered into motion, easily slicing the humans beside her in half.

The rich smell of blood stung the nose.

It split open its breastbone, exposing the empty chest cavity, then shrieked as it violently shoved a male human whose arms and legs had been cut off inside.

Flesh and skin melted, and under the excruciating pain they could only dissolve into a mass of green slime.

Reason collapsed.

Seeing this.

Among the screaming crowd, many people stiffened in place.

Such a brutal death destroyed their sanity, just like sheep fleeing in panic that faint like lambs.