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155: Do you think this is a battle royale game?”Open fire! Open fire, now!”

Black Snake finally reacted.

”Shred them!!”

However, it was too late.

The moment before he roared, Zhang Ze and his two companions had already moved.

They didn’t need any verbal communication at all.

The instant the explosion sounded, Chen Hu rolled on the ground and was already at the side of the Toyota pickup truck.

He used one hand to brace himself on the truck bed, while the other hand yanked two smoke grenades from his tactical vest, pulled the pins, and hurled them out fiercely.

An Yang’s reaction was also extremely fast; he practically scrambled and dove toward the front of the vehicle, raised his rifle, and began firing suppression bursts without any discernible pattern.

”Da da da! You grandsons! Grandpa is right here!”

Zhang Ze was forcefully shoved by Chen Hu to the safest rear section of the pickup truck.

He steadied himself against the truck body, completely unfazed, and even felt like giving a thumbs-up.

What teamwork.

This level of coordination was so professional it was heartwarming.

An Yang, that reckless kid, was certainly full of momentum, even if all he did was waste bullets.

”Bang! Bang!”

Two smoke grenades exploded among the crowd, and thick white smoke quickly spread, engulfing the entire entrance to the plaza.

”Find cover!” Zhang Ze roared in a low voice.

”They can’t see us anymore! Let’s rush out and take them on!” An Yang, adrenaline pumping, was about to poke his head out.

”Rush what, you idiot!” Zhang Ze kicked him in the butt. ”Do you think this is a PUBG match? Are they incapable of throwing grenades?”

The moment he finished speaking, several grenades came whistling down, slamming around the pickup truck and exploding violently.

The violent shockwaves caused the pickup truck to jump, and shrapnel scraped against the body, creating a burst of grating noise.

An Yang shrank his neck and dared not show his head again.

Chen Hu calmly spoke, having swapped out his magazine.

”Boss, the smoke won’t last long. They have too many people, and they’ll form a crossfire network.”

”I know.” Zhang Ze peeked out, quickly scanning the situation within the smoke using his Eagle Eye Vision.

Red dots darted around chaotically in the smoke, and several had already begun attempting flanking maneuvers.

”An Yang, eleven o’clock direction, behind that pile of oil drums, fire on them!”

”Chen Hu, two o’clock direction, beneath the high platform, free fire!”

Zhang Ze quickly issued the commands.

With clear targets, An Yang’s shooting immediately became accurate.

Chen Hu was even more of a silent killing machine; every short burst of fire inevitably resulted in a red dot falling.

For a moment, relying solely on one battered pickup truck, the three men managed to suppress the firepower of over a hundred people.

”Brother Snake! Their firepower is too intense! We can’t break through!”

”Trash!” Black Snake kicked away a subordinate beside him, snatched an AK, and sprayed wildly into the smoke.

”Where are the snipers? Where are my snipers! Take them out for me!”

However, there was no response.

His snipers were currently scrambling to switch on their night vision devices, only to find that the muzzle flashes from their own side’s chaotic firing made it impossible to lock onto the targets in the smoke.

Just at that moment.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Even more violent explosions came from the direction of the park’s main gate!

This time, it was the roar of heavy artillery!

Black Snake and all the armed personnel were stunned.

The main gate?

How could the main force of the Government Forces appear at the main gate?!

Wasn’t their feint supposed to be dozens of kilometers away in the defense zone?

Black Snake’s mind was completely scrambled.

He thought Zhang Ze would come to the central plaza, but they blew up his power station instead.

He thought the enemy only intended to blow up the power station, but now the main force of the Government Forces had appeared at the main gate.

What exactly did he want to do?

Where was the main attack coming from?

This unknown fear was more terrifying than a hundred Zhang Zes.

”Hold them! Hold the main gate for me!” Ghost Hand still maintained a shred of sanity and roared into the walkie-talkie, but all he received was a burst of static.

”Boss, opportunity!”

”Let’s do it.” Zhang Ze nodded.

The smoke gradually dispersed.

The enemy’s formation had developed huge gaps and descended into chaos due to the artillery fire at the main gate.

Zhang Ze pulled the cold, small metal box from his pocket.

An Yang saw it, and his eyes lit up.

”Brother Ze! Are we bringing out the high-tech now?!”

”That’s right!”

He manipulated it with his mind.

Click.

One hundred pitch-black mechanical wasps silently poured out of the box, gathered into a small, ominous cloud in the air, and then instantly scattered, melting into the night.

In Zhang Ze’s mind, the entire battlefield became incredibly clear.

He locked onto the heavy machine gunners still stubbornly resisting, locked onto the snipers high up who had finally found a firing angle, and locked onto the few guys who were preparing to throw grenades.

Go.

My forty thousand fan favor value.

Let these grandsons feel what it’s like to be struck by divine soldiers descending from the sky.

The next moment.

A bizarre scene unfolded.

A burly man who had just set up a heavy machine gun was about to open fire when his neck suddenly went numb.

Before he could react, his body went limp, and he collapsed face-first onto the machine gun.

High up, a sniper had just locked onto Zhang Ze’s silhouette through his night vision scope, his finger about to pull the trigger. A tiny black insect landed on his eyelid.

”Ah!”

With a short, miserable scream, the sniper fell from the high vantage point.

In the plaza, armed personnel, one after another, suddenly dropped their weapons without any warning, desperately clutching their own throats or covering their faces, emitting silent wails before falling straight down.

Their bodies had no wounds and were not bleeding.

But they simply fell.

”Ghosts! There are ghosts!”

A guy whose psychological defenses had collapsed dropped his gun and turned to run.

Panic is contagious.

In an instant, the entire defensive line crumbled.

Black Snake stared blankly at the scene; his proudly established iron-barrel formation had become a joke in less than three minutes.

”Chen Hu, clear out the remaining high-point fire positions.”

”An Yang, stay behind me. We’re going to retrieve the people.”

Zhang Ze issued the new instructions.

Chen Hu didn’t waste words; he deftly flipped over a piece of cover, and every time his rifle was raised, a gunman attempting to resist stubbornly on the distant high tower inevitably fell.

”Roger that!”

An Yang shouted excitedly and closely followed Zhang Ze’s steps.

The three men stopped delaying and charged directly toward the dormitory building deep inside the park where the hostages were being held.

Black Snake watched the backs of the three men swaggering away, his lungs practically bursting with rage.

He wanted to chase them, but he didn’t dare.

That invisible ”ghost thing” was still circling over the plaza.

He could only watch helplessly as Zhang Ze and his two companions strolled leisurely through his territory.

”Ghost Hand! Contingency plan! Activate the contingency plan!”

Black Snake shrieked into the walkie-talkie, but the only response he received was a burst of static...