Chapter 104: Blow It Up for Me

The distress signal was sent out, and Miao Cuihua waited for the pre-arranged reply signal. But just at this moment, the opponent's bullet pierced through the front seat, and one bullet hit the Morse Code Machine exactly.

Sparks flew everywhere, a hole appeared in the screen, and then it went dark. Miao Cuihua slapped it twice with force, and seeing there was no reaction at all, she threw the machine away without hesitation, while simultaneously pressing the red button on the seat armrest.

The back seat sank, and her body rolled into the spacious trunk of the jeep. An Explosion-proof Survival Pod was embedded in the trunk, with just enough space for one person.

Following Miao Cuihua's entry, the survival pod closed, and a glowing operation panel appeared before her. On the smooth panel were complex operation buttons; she pressed one of them, and the entire pod was quickly filled with a pale green liquid, submerging her completely.

Miao Cuihua's eyeballs also turned that pale green color, while her pupils rapidly contracted, and when they opened again, they had become vertical slits. The vertical pupils rotated clockwise, as if they were some kind of precise timing device; as the rotation began, Miao Cuihua herself also seemed to turn into a mechanical instrument, no longer possessing human attributes.

At the same time, the power of the Black Lizard fighting Tan Ziyan outside suddenly surged, and with the addition of its inherent speed, its entire body gradually became nearly transparent in the air.

Tan Ziyan realized something was wrong almost instantly; he immediately stopped his relentless pursuit, stood in place, and watched his surroundings amidst the chill rising up his spine.

At this moment, the Black Rain seemed to sense the change in atmosphere and suddenly intensified.

Pitter-patter, it pelted down, making one's scalp ache.

The rain blurred his vision, yet the tension in Tan Ziyan's eyes eased slightly; suddenly, he slashed a blade toward the lower left, the blade trembling, sparking as it scraped against the lizard's claws.

But the next moment, he felt a chill strike the back of his head—a sense of fatal danger—and he rolled forward without hesitation, firing behind him at the same time.

But even so, a stinging pain came from his abdomen; upon landing, he saw his combat uniform had been sliced open, and three wounds over ten centimeters long had been cut into his abdominal muscles, with black blood oozing out.

The opponent had become stronger!

Tan Ziyan dared not delay for even a second; he fired two shots in succession based on the trajectory of the rain, hitting the target, but only a faint clump of green liquid burst out, and it remained only a flesh wound.

Too fast!

Even though his reaction ability was at the peak level for a normal human, he could only make instinctive responses on the spot.

The blade and the Handgun moved constantly; in just half a minute, the ammunition was exhausted.

It was impossible for the opponent to give him a chance to change magazines, so Tan Ziyan used the Handgun as a shield while actively attacking with his blade.

From this brief time, he had already judged that the opponent's body size had not changed; once the opponent's position was captured, he could roughly determine the distance and attack posture.

What the teammates around saw, however, was Tan Ziyan rolling and attacking in the heavy rain, fighting against the air and the rain, which was inexplicably comical, yet he was constantly getting injured.

The invisible enemy was so deadly in the rainy night; they wanted to go up and help, but were afraid of interrupting the Captain's rhythm.

Just when everyone was anxious, one of the soldiers in the same squad as Tan Ziyan suddenly shouted, "Visible on thermal imaging, the opponent's body temperature is rising sharply, fire with precision!"

This shout was very loud; it was not only transmitted to his teammates via the walkie-talkie but also clearly reached Tan Ziyan's ears.

Creating shooting support opportunities for teammates during close-quarters combat was one of the daily training exercises of the special operations team, and it was also one of the reasons they did not easily change teammates, because they needed long-term cooperation to achieve sufficient tacit understanding.

The intrusion of the toxin made Tan Ziyan's speed slow down; this was a very bad sign. What was worse was that on the other side, their team members had already engaged in a firefight with the Sky Viper personnel who had come out of the base.

The mercenaries, whose combat quality was not much lower than theirs, should soon discover that there were very few of them—too few...

Was this operation going to fail?

Tan Ziyan swung his blade twice in succession, succeeding in cutting the lizard-man's skin and revealing its form, but his head was also hit hard, and he was sent flying backward.

The teammates' bullets flew past his body, and he even saw the mist evaporated by the hot bullets and the rain.

Bang bang—

Bang bang—

The lizard-man finally let out a 'hissing' cry again; Tan Ziyan landed, but his first reaction was that the strength of the lizard-man's body had not increased, but rather it was easier to injure than before.

The battle had to continue; the lizard-man disappeared from naked-eye vision, and thermal imaging showed it rushing toward Tan Ziyan on the ground.

The soldiers who could see it kept firing, but they could not stop the opponent's determination to attack; the distance of a few meters was covered in the blink of an eye.

Just when they thought the Captain could not escape this disaster, the lizard-man suddenly stopped two meters away from Tan Ziyan, clutching its head and hissing.

At first, they didn't know the reason, until a squad reported, "Jeep exploded, Target No. 1 unknown."

Soon, everyone connected the two events; something in the jeep was restraining the lizard-man.

Tan Ziyan took the opportunity to stand up, letting the cold rain hit his face to help him stay awake.

The teammates' firing at the lizard-man continued; Tan Ziyan stared at the figure appearing and disappearing in the rain curtain and cautiously signaled his teammates.

The firing stopped, and he had already rushed out; long-range attacks had limited damage, but as long as there were wounds on the lizard-man, his Military Dagger could make the opponent's injuries worse, and eventually, one strike would hit a vital point!

Moreover, their Military Daggers were also coated with poison, and the onset of the toxin was only a matter of time.

Just as he rushed to close range, the lizard-man suddenly swung an arm frantically, colliding head-on with Tan Ziyan's Military Dagger, willing to be injured to knock the latter back a certain distance.

The lizard-man turned around without hesitation, and while its tail swept toward Tan Ziyan, it ran toward the jeep like a madman.

Tan Ziyan steadied his stance, resisting the dizziness constantly attacking his brain with willpower, and understood something.

"Attack the jeep, blow those two sons of bitches up for me!"

Since the base had already discovered them, there was no need to remain silent anymore; immediately, a teammate shouldered the equipped Individual Rocket Launcher and attacked the already overturned vehicle.

Explosions rang out one after another, completely shattering this rainy night.

It also alarmed the small town a few kilometers away; the sleeping townspeople were awakened and gathered together in a panic, only then realizing that danger was so close to them.

The lizard-man blocked a shell with its body, but another one accurately hit the jeep, blowing the car away, rolling as it fell into the gravel on the side of the road.

The crazed lizard-man ignored the attacks and rushed over, until it dragged a rectangular box the size of a person out from inside.

Seeing this box, everyone realized where the missing Target No. 1 had gone.

The teammate carrying the rocket launcher was about to fire another shot, but just then, the observer in the same squad shouted, "Everyone take cover!"

From the direction of the base, several shells dyed the night sky red, whistling as they arrived.

The explosion was earth-shattering, as if they had returned to the days before the disaster when ammunition was plentiful; combat had always been cruel and bloody.

Tan Ziyan only had time to lie down; he could feel a shell explode near him, and the mud and rocks kicked up hit his body, making him spit out a mouthful of blood.

His heart was almost on strike due to the external tremors, tinnitus stimulated his brain, and even his vision was a sticky red.

It was no surprise that the opponent had heavy weapons, but this battle seemed to have spiraled out of control since the appearance of the mutated lizard-man; were they... also going to die at the hands of the Sky Viper like their former teammates?

This thought flashed by, and Tan Ziyan, attempting to crawl up from the ground, cast it aside; rather than worrying about the outcome, he wanted to know the situation of the battle more.

The strikes continued, and the lizard-man took the opportunity to carry the large box and run toward the base.

But just in the brief 'silence' after this round of explosions, a beast-like roar, as if bursting, exploded out of thin air.

Then someone was heard shouting, "Rat swarm, it's a Mutant Rat Swarm!"

Dozens of meters outside the battle circle, a pitch-black, endless Mutant Rat Swarm was running, led by a tall, blue-black giant dog with a gaping, blood-red maw.

And that roar was also emitted by it.

Tan Ziyan laughed, spitting out a mouthful of blood, "Niu Boyi!"