Chapter 124

Shan Ming checked his weapons. Hanging on his chest was his submachine gun, an MP5K. He had loaded it with small armor-piercing rounds specifically designed to combat the Dragon Blood Kins. This submachine gun was ideal for jungle warfare. In addition to the silenced MP5K, he also carried a Scorpion pistol in a holster on his right thigh. Most people preferred to place their pistols in this position because it was conveniently within reach when the arm hung down. In case he ran out of ammunition for his rifle, he could swiftly remove the three-point sling, discard the rifle on the ground, and simultaneously reach for the pistol. The entire process, from opening the holster, drawing the pistol, disengaging the safety, to aiming and firing, could be done in half a second.

He also had a Kukri Dogleg Curved Knife and a tactical combat knife. Besides being handy in combat, these knives possessed characteristics that could be useful in a jungle environment. However, as Shan Ming touched his waist, he realized that the sheath was empty. The Dogleg Knife had been left behind forever in the body of that Dragon Blood Kin earlier. Only the tactical combat knife produced from cold steel remained, tucked into his boot. It was easily accessible when he crouched down, allowing him to draw the knife swiftly and execute upward slashes when leaping up from a low position.

Apart from these, he only had four magazines of regular bullets, over twenty small armor-piercing rounds, three hand grenades, and a high-voltage electric gun. Originally, his personal equipment had more to this, but Shen Yao clearly had some precautions against him and only provided these items for self-defense in the jungle.

With scarce weaponry, he had no choice but to toughen up and face the challenges head-on.

The two of them ran toward the area with the most concentrated artillery fire. Just as they had run about twenty meters, both of them simultaneously halted their footsteps.

The color of the undergrowth, the peculiar patterns of the vines and tree canopies, and the thick scent of broken vegetation in the air; apart from the smell of gunpowder, all served as reminders to them that there were traps nearby, and they were chain traps at that.

Shen Changze took off his backpack and threw it in a suspicious direction. The canopy of a tree on the right violently trembled, causing the nearby smaller trees to shake as well. Then, a half-person-sized spring trap slammed toward the direction where the backpack was holding down the tripwire. Just as the spring trap passed by, three rows of pitfall crossbows were shot from the left side. Although the trap had been exposed, the final trajectory of those crossbows was at them. However, these makeshift traps lacked follow-through power, and those crossbows would likely fall before reaching them, after all, they weren’t standing at the trigger point. Nonetheless, driven by instinctive reactions, they quickly stepped back. The time was short, and they hadn’t had a chance to carefully observe the trap. Shan Ming’s foot tripped over the tripwire, causing a row of dart crossbows to be triggered, shooting accurately toward them.

At that moment, Shan Ming surprisingly regained his composure and swiftly lunged to the side.

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Lily had a large chunk of flesh torn from her shoulder by a Dragon Blood Kin. She struggled to crawl forward, trying to reach for her own gun. But another Dragon Blood Kin struck her with its tail, causing her to roll to the side like a puppet. Oriole rushed forward and held the waist of that Dragon Blood Kin, and the two of them tumbled to the ground together. It was then that Shan Ming noticed Oriole’s arm was already severed, and he was covered in blood. There was a decapitated body on the ground, its head twisted off. Following the long trail of blood, Shan Ming looked ahead and saw Lil’Knife’s head lying lonely in the grass, with an expression of despair and ferocity on his face. Hawk had already fallen to the ground, his fate unknown. Koski was desperately firing with a machine gun, but ammunition was running low, and he was being pushed back by a pursuing Dragon Blood Kin. Jobb and a special forces soldier were engaged in a fierce battle with another Dragon Blood Kin, but the situation wasn’t favorable. Ayer was drenched in blood but remained standing in front of Tang Tingzhi with two other Dragon Blood Kins, facing off against three enemy Dragon Blood Kins surrounding them. Just as Shan Ming arrived on the scene, he noticed Tiger Shark and Pelle, just ten meters away from him, engaged in combat with a Dragon Blood Kin. Pelle had been clawed on her back, blood splattering everywhere, while Tiger Shark had been struck in the eye by the Dragon Blood Kin’s tail, crying out in pain as he collapsed to the ground.

Shan Ming had never hated himself as much as he did at that moment. Almost driven to madness, he tightly gripped his gun and unleashed a barrage of shots at the back of that Dragon Blood Kin. Over a dozen bullets pierced through the back of that Dragon Blood Kin, and it collapsed with a loud thud.

Shan Ming rushed over, looking at Tiger Shark, whose face was covered in blood. He hoarsely called out, “Tiger Shark! Tiger Shark!”

“Pelle, go check on Pelle.” Tiger Shark’s eyes were smeared with blood, and he blindly grabbed with his hands, “Fucking go check on Pelle.”

Shan Ming turned his head and found Pelle already being lifted by Shen Yao firmly by the neck. Despair tainted his eyes.

The entire situation was undeniably under Shen Yao’s control. Although a few people continued to resist in a corner, the number of fighters wasn’t enough. They were losing, losing miserably. Without a doubt, it was the most devastating defeat the Peregrine Falcon had ever experienced.

Shen Changze lunged toward Shen Yao, who threw Pelle to the ground and confronted him head-on. The fight between the two resembled a scene from a sci-fi movie— spectacular yet brutal.

Shan Ming helped Pelle up, his hands stained with Pelle’s blood.

Pelle gritted her teeth. “It’s fine, the wound isn’t deep.” She struggled and crawled towards Tiger Shark, trembling as she looked into his eyes, tears streaming down her face. With trembling hands, she retrieved a blood clotting spray from her backpack on the ground and sprayed it on Tiger Shark’s eyes. Then she wrapped it with a bandage and administered a painkiller injection. She kissed Tiger Shark’s forehead and whispered softly, “Hang in there.” She then picked up her gun and medical kit and ran toward the fallen Hawk.

Shan Ming rushed towards the area where Koski was cornered by a Dragon Blood Kin. He raised his gun and fired, hitting that Dragon Blood Kin in the shoulder. The Dragon Blood Kin realized that Shan Ming’s bullets could penetrate his scales, so he immediately took cover.

Koski, the mighty Russian man, displayed extraordinary bravery. With his ammunition depleted, he had already been battered by the Dragon Blood Kin and was covered in wounds. Seeing that Shan Ming had brought armor-piercing rounds, he suddenly lunged at the Dragon Blood Kin, gripping his neck with an iron-like arm. He turned to Shan Ming and exclaimed, “Kill this son of a bitch monster! Shoot him!”

The Dragon Blood Kin’s tail relentlessly crowded out from behind Koski, slashing his face and leaving several bloody gashes. Shan Ming raised his gun, aiming at the Dragon Blood Kin’s eyes. The bullet shot out, piercing through the eye and entering the creature’s brain, where it lodged itself, turning his head into a bloody mess resembling minced meat.

Koski fell to the ground, completely drained of strength and barely able to move.

Shan Ming turned again and ran towards Ayer and Tang Tingzhi. Ayer’s eyes were filled with a murderous rage, and his radiant golden hair was drenched in blood.

Next, Shan Ming witnessed a scene that tore his heart and lungs apart. A previously injured Dragon Blood Kin regained his mobility and stood up, gripping a shotgun he found on the ground and aimed directly at Tang Tingzhi.

With no time to evade, as soon as Ayer caught sight of the dark barrel of the shotgun, he instinctively positioned himself in front of Tang Tingzhi to shield him.

In an instant, time seemed to freeze as Shan Ming stared at the barrel of the shotgun, resembling an immense black hole. The rifling inside the barrel slowly, ever so slowly, rotated like a spiral trap, as if it could draw in one’s very soul. The metallic-colored bullet tip emerged from the muzzle with a sluggish motion, resembling a venomous snake darting toward its prey. The sparks generated from the friction could practically sting one’s eyes.

Shan Ming could hardly hear the sounds around him or see the images in his surroundings. His world had turned into a blank void. Instinctively, he raised his gun and fired a bullet toward that Dragon Blood Kin’s temple. However, the shotgun pellets had already converged at a faster speed, striking his brother in the abdomen.

With a distance of only two meters between them, being hit by the concentrated shotgun pellets at close range would make even a lion’s heart tremble. Despite Ayer wearing a bulletproof vest, despite him wearing a bulletproof vest… however, for a human, a human? There was no way to survive.

Ayer was propelled several meters away by the tremendous force of the shotgun. When he hit the ground, he coughed out a mouthful of blood.

Shan Ming’s eyes were stained red with blood, and his legs went weak, almost causing him to kneel down.

Ayer!