CIATB Chapter 229 The Army Unites at Place 1!
Chapter 229 The Army Unites at Place 1!
0530.
Zhang Yan heard the final confirmation command from the Dragon Scale Channel through his earphones.
"Everyone is in position."
Li Zhan's voice was soft, but every word carried the weight of iron.
Zhang Yan did not reply.
He rose from the bushes behind the reef and silently cut into the depths of the rainforest along the optimal route marked by the system.
There was a thick layer of decaying leaves underfoot, and it made no sound when you stepped on it.
The humid air clung to my skin, and the chirping of insects surged in from all directions, as dense as a sound curtain.
Seven minutes later.
He stopped at the edge of a depression covered by the roots of a giant banyan tree.
Below, six figures, almost blending into the environment, are crouching in the shadows.
The dark gold exoskeleton armor covered his entire body, reflecting only a faint light occasionally in the night.
The dragon emblem on his chest was covered by tactical camouflage.
Very professional.
Zhang Yan jumped directly down from the three-meter-high tree root.
The sound of it landing was extremely soft.
But six gun barrels were pointed at him at the same moment.
The reaction speed is at least three times faster than when not wearing armor.
Zhang Yan glanced at the gun barrels and nodded.
"Not bad, the armor's neural synchronization rate adapts very quickly."
Li Zhan was the first to lower his gun.
The others followed suit, putting their guns away, but their breathing quickened noticeably—not from nervousness, but because they hadn't heard any footsteps at all.
How did this person get so close?
"Mr. Zhang," Li Zhan said in a low voice, "you are four minutes earlier than scheduled."
"The waterway is smooth."
Zhang Yan walked to the middle of them, squatted down, took out a palm-sized metal disc from his backpack, and pressed it to the ground.
The disc emitted a faint blue light.
A detailed 3D holographic topographic map, with every wall and window clearly marked, emerged from the surface of the disc.
The six members of the Dragon Scale Clan widened their eyes simultaneously.
Heavy Hammer almost cursed out loud, but Scarface quickly covered his mouth.
"Target building." Zhang Yan pointed to the enormous manor in the center of the hologram. "Kunsa's lair, codenamed 'Serpent Palace'."
"Three floors above ground and two floors below ground."
"There are about 120 ground armed personnel, with heavy firepower concentrated on the east wall and the north gate tower."
He made a mark, and the underground structure unfolded.
"Here's the problem."
A certain area on the second basement level was marked in glaring red by the system.
"I did a remote scan on my way here, and there were abnormal energy fluctuations on the second basement level."
Zhang Yan raised his head and glanced at the six people.
"You should still remember those things in the Kunlun ruins."
Li Zhan's pupils contracted slightly.
Of course he remembers.
Those eyeless monsters with gaping maws were like tickles to bullets; if it weren't for Zhang Yan's White Tiger mech...
"You mean, there are some down here too?"
"The quantity and level are uncertain," Zhang Yan said calmly, "but there's a high probability we'll encounter them."
There was a two-second silence.
Chen Mo asked, "Can our armor... withstand this?"
"The outer shell of the Dragon Scale Type I is seven times harder than that of standard military alloys, and it is lined with a nano-buffered layer."
Zhang Yan drew two lines on the hologram with his finger.
"Ordinary armed personnel pose no threat to you. Wearing this armor, the six of you can easily take out 120 people on the ground."
"But the things underground are different."
"Therefore, we split into two groups."
He marked two arrows, one red and one blue, on the hologram.
Blue, bursting in from the north gate, swept through the three floors and beheaded Kunsa.
The red character dives underground from the drainage ditch on the west side of the manor, heading straight to the second basement level to deal with the abnormal target.
"Blue Line, you go."
Zhang Yan looked at Li Zhan.
"I'll do the red thread myself."
Li Zhan remained silent for a few seconds.
Zhang Yan said the same thing last time in Kunlun...
"You are a burden."
He was unconvinced at the time.
Now he doesn't want to waste any more time being resentful.
"Understood." Li Zhan nodded. "Leave the ground to us."
Zhang Yan took out six more black patches, each about the size of a fingernail, from his backpack.
"The tactical communication module that I made is attached to the right ear of the armor."
"The encrypted frequency band covers a radius of three kilometers and will not be intercepted or interfered with by any known devices."
"If you encounter a situation you can't handle, press your right ear twice, and I will receive a signal."
Li Zhan took the stickers and distributed them.
He glanced down at the inconspicuous little black object in his hand.
It's very light; you can barely feel its weight.
But he knew that this thing was probably more technologically advanced than the priceless exoskeleton armor he was wearing.
"There's one more thing."
Zhang Yan's voice suddenly dropped by half a octave.
"After the ground is cleared, if you see anyone with red pupils or black liquid emitting a putrid odor in any corner, do not approach or touch them."
"Notify me immediately."
All six people tensed up at the same time.
That feeling didn't come from an order.
It came from the fleeting seriousness in Zhang Yan's eyes when he said those words.
They didn't have much contact with this young man.
But each time, his emotions remained as steady as a rock.
What could make him make that expression...
They're probably not someone to mess with.
"clear."
Li Zhan's answer consisted of only two words, but it represented everyone's opinion.
Zhang Yan stood up and patted the mud off his trousers.
He glanced eastward.
On the horizon, the first rays of grayish-white light were seeping out.
"action."
Six dark golden figures disappeared silently into the rainforest.
Zhang Yan turned around and walked in the opposite direction.
His steps were very light.
But as he took his third step, his wrist jerked.
A line of text popped up on the tactical watch.
It's Nie Qingcheng.
"You're awake. What are you doing?"
Zhang Yan glanced down and started typing with one hand.
"work."
"..."
"Be careful, don't get hurt."
"Um."
He pulled his wrist back and quickened his pace.
The entrance to the drainage ditch is in the bushes 400 meters outside the western wall.
A rusty iron fence, half-buried in the mud.
Zhang Yan gripped the edge of the fence with one hand and released a burst of internal energy.
The bolts on the iron fence broke off cleanly, and he gently placed them aside.
A smell mixed with sewage and mold hit me.
He bent down and crawled inside.
Behind them, in the direction of the distant manor, came the first gunshot.
The dragon scales moved.
The burst of gunfire lasted for less than thirty seconds before being replaced by a series of muffled thuds.
That was the sound of the hydraulically amplified punches from the Dragon Scale Type I exoskeleton striking a human body.
Zhang Yan could hear it very clearly from inside the drainage ditch.
Li Zhan's voice came out briefly from the communication module.
"North Gate, Qing."
Fifteen seconds later.
"First floor, east wing, Qing Dynasty."
Twenty seconds later.
"Second floor, under heavy fire, dealt with with heavy force."
A dull thud. It sounded like someone had smashed a blast door, frame and all, through.
"Second floor, cleared."
The sound of the heavy hammer carried an irrepressible excitement.
"Captain, this armor is fucking awesome—a 12.7mm heavy machine gun hitting my chest is like a tickle!"
"Shut up and keep going."
Zhang Yan's lips twitched slightly.
The Dragon Scale Type I performed even better in actual combat than he had anticipated.
Those six men were among the most elite special forces soldiers in China, with reaction speed and tactical skills that were the pinnacle of human capabilities.
After putting on this exoskeleton that boosts strength, speed, and defense to superhuman levels...
One hundred and twenty ordinary armed personnel are indeed not enough.