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At the stroke of midnight, an alarming siren echoed.

Lights flickered on one after another in the hospital ward building.

Many were jolted awake from their slumber, rushing to the windows to peer at the source of the commotion.

In the inky darkness, the silhouette of a gray building vaguely emerged, seemingly swallowed whole by the night.

Intermittently, a sound like popping beans arose, mingled with the alarm, carried by the wind.

It seemed some unknown, terrifying event was unfolding within that building.

Just as everyone was gripped by unease, a powerful roar reverberated from afar, drowning out all other noises.

Several armed helicopters, like steel eagles, howled as they sliced through the night sky, swiftly arriving above the building.

As they descended, the rotor blades whipped up a gale that made the surrounding trees tremble.

Armed with assault rifles, they crouched behind the armored vehicles and barricades, aiming their weapons at every entrance and exit of the building.

"Falcon Team, maintain low-altitude reconnaissance, closely monitor the interior of the building!"

"All other units, check weapons and equipment, await further instructions, no unauthorized actions without my command!"

Inside the command vehicle, Colonel Deng, the military leader, held a walkie-talkie, rapidly issuing operational orders.

Then, he turned to the communications soldier who was nervously adjusting the equipment, and asked:

"Have you made contact with the personnel stationed inside yet?"

The communications soldier shook his head in response, still diligently attempting to search for a signal.

His brow furrowed, his gaze fixed on the building shrouded in darkness before him.

The armed helicopters circled in the air, following instructions.

The powerful spotlights beneath their bellies swept across every dark window of the building like sharp swords.

But at this moment, the interior was eerily silent, not even a single gunshot could be heard.

One should know that the military placed those patients infected with Black Rain here.

Besides the convenient proximity of Ren'an Hospital to West Mountain, there was also a military base nearby, allowing for immediate support in case of any situation, ensuring the fastest possible arrival on the scene.

Thinking of this, Colonel Deng had a bad premonition.

Could it be that he was too late?

But from receiving the report to mobilizing the emergency task force and arriving here, only ten minutes or so had passed.

The speed of the march could not be considered slow.

Even if unexpected mutations occurred among the patients confined in the Rehabilitation Center, it was impossible for them to completely wipe out hundreds of stationed soldiers in an instant, right?

Just as Colonel Deng was filled with suspicion and uncertainty, a burst of static suddenly came from the walkie-talkie, mixed with pained cries:

"Hello… hello… is anyone there? We are under attack by monsters on the fifth floor, heavy casualties, requesting support…"

The voice was intermittent, the signal seemed likely to be interrupted at any moment.

Colonel Deng raised an eyebrow, immediately gripped the walkie-talkie, and asked repeatedly:

"What's the situation inside? Why is there no sound at all? How many of you are left?"

"I don't know… the number of those monsters is unknown, they are very strong, bullets are hard to kill them, and night vision devices can't see their figures clearly…"

"Also… there's a guy who seems like a leader, who can issue commands to other monsters with roars. He just killed many people instantly. You must be careful if you encounter him… The few of us are too badly injured now and can only hide in a room…"

The surviving soldier gasped for breath, answering intermittently.

Upon hearing this, Colonel Deng's expression grew even more solemn.

Although he had a rough understanding of the situation inside, his heart was caught in hesitation and struggle.

Should he immediately send a commando team into the building to launch a rescue and engage the unknown monsters in close combat?

Or should he continue to guard outside, using the advantage of firepower to seal off the building and wait for a more opportune moment?

Weighing the options repeatedly, fine beads of sweat couldn't help but seep out of Colonel Deng's forehead.

He knew very well that this confrontation with the monsters allowed for no mistakes.

The slightest carelessness, resulting in greater personnel losses or negative impact, would probably mean that he would be stripped of his uniform and dismissed for investigation by tomorrow.

And as early as when he took over the garrison mission, the higher-ups had hinted.

If they encountered an irresistible force, they could directly destroy the entire building, at all costs.

Thinking of this, he raised his head, his eyes anxiously looking at the fifth floor, where the doors and windows were reinforced and sealed.

In any case, the bottom line of the higher-ups was that the monsters must not be allowed to escape, thereby creating greater panic in society.

Otherwise, even if he was shot, he could not bear this responsibility.

So he had to solve those monsters in the shortest possible time, using the most reliable method.

With this thought, Colonel Deng took a deep breath and immediately made a decision:

"All units, listen to the order, all firepower groups continue to aim at the entrances and exits of the building, do your best to hold the defense line, commando teams prepare to enter the building, your mission is not to kill the targets, but to lure those monsters out…"

He issued a relatively cautious order, which could also be said to be a "lure the snake out of its hole" plan.

The purpose was to use the open area to concentrate and annihilate the enemy with the advantage of firepower, rather than being caught in a relatively difficult and unpredictable urban warfare mode.

With the order, the most elite commando team quickly gathered in front of the main entrance, preparing to sneak into the dark building occupied by monsters.

The other soldiers stood ready, the guns in their hands gleaming with cold metallic luster, a pair of eyes hidden under their helmets staring intently ahead.

The entire encirclement became increasingly tight, and the air seemed to begin to solidify.

A battle full of gunpowder was about to be triggered.

However, at this moment.

A burst of rapid footsteps came from inside the building.

The soldiers guarding behind the front line instantly became alert, their fingers tightly gripping the triggers, collectively raising their muzzles.

The searchlight beams projected into the dark doorway, vaguely revealing two ragged, blood-stained figures.

They seemed to be survivors.

These two survivors staggered, one of them was injured in the leg, still limping and insisting, desperately running out.

Seeing them running out from inside, they raised their hands to shield their eyes from the glaring light, their expressions extremely flustered.

When they saw the scene of the army surrounding them, they immediately shouted:

"Don't shoot, it's us, we are from the Special Search Team!"

The two survivors were the white-haired man and the shield-wielding strongman.

"Wait, hold your fire for now, bring them over."

Colonel Deng recognized the two and immediately issued instructions.

However, the white-haired man and the shield-wielding strongman did not retreat behind the defense line immediately.

Instead, they turned to look at the hall behind them, which was still shrouded in darkness, and shouted vigorously:

"Chief, come out quickly, the support troops outside have arrived!"

Their voices were a little hoarse from shouting, their tone full of anxiety and concern.

At this moment, a rather violent movement came from inside the building.

It was as if an iron whip was whipping the air, making a chilling whistling sound.

It was also like a heavy hammer constantly hitting the ground, stirring up brick debris that splashed around.

It sounded like some kind of dangerous battle beyond the imagination of ordinary people was taking place in the corridor.

Then, a man's voice floated from the depths of the darkness, from far to near:

“Both of you don't wait for me, quickly retreat to a safe location.”

The voice sounded relatively calm, then raised its volume, shouting towards the outside of the building:

“Everyone, prepare for battle! Once I bring the target out, you concentrate your firepower to attack!”

The person shouting seemed to have a very high status, their tone carrying an unquestionable authority, directly commanding the armed forces stationed outside.

The white-haired man and the shield-wielding strongman immediately obeyed the order.

While quickly retreating, they shouted loudly at the other soldiers, repeating the command.

Clearly, a certain Special Ops team leader was risking their life to hold off the pursuing monster, covering the retreat of their two subordinates.

Colonel Deng narrowed his eyes slightly, then changed the battle plan via radio:

“The assault team temporarily retreats to standby, everyone else hold the line, and prepare for battle upon my command.”

Just as he had made the adjustment.

A "crash" sound was heard, as if glass had been smashed by a heavy object.

A figure suddenly darted out of the darkness, running towards the main entrance of the building.

“It’s the commanding officer, don't open fire yet!”

The white-haired man and the shield-wielding strongman shouted anxiously upon seeing this.

Fearing that the soldiers would shoot prematurely and accidentally injure their own people.

The figure was already extremely fast, like a flash of lightning streaking across the terrifying dark hall.

Upon reaching the doorway, they performed some kind of crouching and ground-stomping maneuver, making their entire body seem like a spring, and with a "swoosh", they accelerated again.

So fast that the soldiers behind the defense line hadn't reacted before they had already rushed out the door and arrived in front of the barricades.

“The monster is coming out, open fire quickly!”

The figure's breathing seemed exceptionally steady, still able to shout loudly while sprinting a hundred meters.

Before the words faded, they had nimbly leaped over several barricades and jumped down behind the defense line.

The soldiers were stunned, almost unable to resist pulling the trigger.

Fortunately, they were all well-trained elite soldiers who would not rashly open fire without receiving a combat order.

Looking at a certain demonic figure subsequently appearing in the building, as if crawling out of a dark hell.

Colonel Deng's pupils contracted, his heart skipped a beat, and he decisively shouted:

“Open fire! Concentrate your attack on the monster behind!”

Almost the second after the figure crossed the defense line, gunfire erupted like popping beans.

Several heavy machine guns on armored vehicles instantly roared, tongues of fire frantically licking forward, bullets pouring down like rain.

The soldiers also pulled their triggers, assault rifles spitting out fiery flames, weaving into a dazzling and deadly net of fire.

Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang—

Countless bullets swept across the cement ground, splashing shattered stones and bricks, leaving dense holes, as if a metal rainstorm had swept through.

Under such violent firepower, it was hard to imagine what monster could survive.

The white-haired man and the shield-wielding strongman watched the scene before them, feeling quite excited.

They were about to greet their commander, who had also safely escaped the demon's lair, wanting to express their gratitude.

“Shh—”

Fang Cheng pursed his lips at them, indicating that the battle was not over yet.

The two men's hearts tightened, and they immediately turned their heads, looking towards the front of the defense line.

They saw that in the rain of bullets, the extremely terrifying monster was still standing tall, seemingly unscathed.

Dark red bone spurs formed an extremely tight shield, protecting its entire body.

Bullets impacted it, only splashing a string of sparks, like fleeting fireworks in the night sky.

Immediately afterward, the monster let out a roar.

The sound waves vibrated like a tangible force, shaking the surrounding buildings, causing shattered glass to fall rustling down.

Many soldiers who were close by were even stunned by this force, their ears ringing, losing their balance, and falling to the ground.

A round of concentrated fire had actually not caused much damage to it at all.

Jiang Chen calmly retracted the bone spurs, looking at such a large formation outside, he was originally a little shocked.

Realizing that their attack power was only so-so, he immediately let out a mocking sound:

“Hehe, a few measly firearms, daring to deal with this old man, truly wishful thinking, are humans in this era still so weak… …

His entire body's bones were like some kind of hard metal material, even without using a bone spur shield, ordinary bullets hitting him were like mosquito bites.

Fang Cheng's eyes narrowed slightly, and he ordered in a deep voice:

“Not enough firepower, use cannons and missiles.”

Without him needing to remind, Colonel Deng had already issued combat orders.

Several infantry fighting vehicles roared forward, the self-propelled artillery on the turret began to rotate, and the muzzle spewed out fiery flames.

Powerful shells immediately carried the aura of destruction, whistling towards the location of the monster.

But within the smoke and fire, Jiang Chen's figure still stood proudly.

Several shells only left a few shallow dents and cracks on the hard bone spur shield.

“Not enough, still not enough, put in more effort, let me see your highest strength.”

After blocking the attack again, he couldn't help but become even more complacent, his mocking even more intense.

So his body swayed slightly, bearing another cannon, taking a step forward, and sternly said:

“Otherwise, I'm going to show my power… …”

Seeming to realize the weakness of human weapons, preparing to start attacking, to fully enjoy a feast of gluttonous slaughter.

But before he could finish speaking, a "swoosh" sound was heard.

A whistling missile, dragging flames, flew towards him head-on.

Rumble—

Scarlet flames bloomed, and a scorching heat wave soared into the sky.

Accompanied by a violent explosion, rolling thick smoke swept around like a sandstorm, and shattered concrete fragments fell like rain hundreds of meters away.

The force of the blast was so great that even the nearby barricades were overturned.

In the aftermath of the explosion, the thick smoke gradually dissipated, revealing a skeletal body, standing proudly in the ruins, its eyes emitting a ghastly green light.

The bone spurs that originally served as a shield were now cracked into a spider web shape.

Everyone stared wide-eyed, discovering that the other party actually moved again.

Then, with a sudden jump, it leaped into the air, darting towards another direction.

Seeming to finally realize the danger, wanting to escape.

Colonel Deng's forehead veins bulged, shouting repeatedly:

“Continue launching missiles, don't stop!”

Since one was not enough, then two, if two were not enough, then three.

With the momentum of not stopping until the other party was completely blasted into slag.

The pilot received the order and pressed the launch button again.

This time, two powerful missiles, carrying the anger of mankind, shot towards the monster.

Jiang Chen, who had leaped into mid-air, was locked on and hit by the missile, caught off guard, the two suddenly collided, instantly erupting into an earth-shattering explosion.

The powerful impact sent his body flying dozens of meters, heavily hitting the wall of the building.

Then, with a "thud", it fell down, its skeleton scattered all over the ground.

For a long time, there was no further movement.

The originally god-like, invincible Jiang Chen, seemed to have died here.