novelraw Chapter 119 Support
Chapter 119 Support
Chapter 119 Support (Seeking monthly votes at the beginning of the month)
In the few seconds that Xu Mo paused to observe, more than a dozen zombies surrounded him, some of which were extremely fast and were about to pounce.
"Noisy."
Xu Mo was annoyed that he hadn't encountered the Sharp Sword Squad. When he saw the zombies rushing towards him, he swung his triangular dagger, turned around, and tapped each of the zombies on the forehead.
Then the zombies that were roaring and about to pounce suddenly stopped, and then, as if they had lost their strength, they slumped down and remained motionless.
It looked like just a small puncture, but the triangular spikes had actually pierced through the foreheads of these zombies. However, Xu Mo was very fast, and only after the zombies fell did a mixture of red and white seep out from their foreheads.
Without even glancing at the fallen zombies, Xu Mo flicked away non-existent blood from his triangular daggers, his sharp gaze locking onto a direction—the direction from which the corroded ground and messy footprints extended, and also the direction from which the zombie horde's subtle restlessness pointed.
Without further delay, he exerted force with his feet and shot off again like an arrow. Just as Xu Mo had taken two steps, he suddenly sensed something, turned around, and casually waved his hand in the direction of an observation hole in the D-10 fortress, as if to say hello.
Just as he was about to chase after the Sharp Sword Squad, he suddenly felt like he was being watched. He figured it was the D-10 observer who had heard the commotion, looked in his direction, and spotted him.
Inside fortress D-10, observer Wang Meng was pressed tightly against the observation port, his heart pounding so hard it felt like it would jump out of his throat. What had he just seen?!
A masked figure in a black combat suit effortlessly and effortlessly dispatched over a dozen zombies that surrounded them. The fluidity and efficiency of his movements far surpassed anything he had ever witnessed.
"With that kind of fighting strength, even one person could help the Sharp Sword Squad escape!"
"A-02! A-02! This is D-10!" Wang Meng excitedly grabbed the walkie-talkie, his voice trembling with excitement. "Report! A mysterious person, suspected to be a high-level superhuman, has appeared. He just cleared out the horde of zombies outside my fortress, killing more than ten zombies in almost a single breath. He's incredibly strong, and he's now chasing after the 'Sharp Sword' team in the direction they retreated!"
Wang Meng reported the astonishing scene he had just witnessed in a rapid-fire manner, emphasizing in particular the inhuman efficiency of the enemy's killing spree. In his mind, this must be a high-level superhuman sent by Jiangcheng.
Almost simultaneously, the encrypted channel erupted in excitement. The other observers, who had been anxiously listening but unable to provide support, seemed to have received a shot of adrenaline: "Great! Finally, support!"
"Which squad is that? They moved so fast!"
"Is he a powerful individual secretly deployed?"
"There's hope! The sword has hope!"
Amidst the brief burst of excited chatter, A-02's calm voice finally broke through, but instead of directly responding to D-10's report, he first confirmed the status of "Sharp Sword": "Sharp Sword" team, please confirm whether you have observed any support personnel?
A breathless voice came from the encrypted channel from Lu Chuan, the leader of the "Sharp Sword" squad: "Reinforcements? Received!"
Xu Mo naturally couldn't hear the conversation on the channel; at this moment, he was focused on catching up.
Perhaps because Lu Chuan's team had attracted most of the attention ahead, his journey was surprisingly smooth. Only a few lone zombies tried to intercept him, but they couldn't even touch the hem of his clothes before being left far behind.
Xu Mo ran for several more minutes, passing through a pile of ruins, when the scene before him suddenly changed. A vast, dark mass of over a hundred ordinary zombies was gathered together, as if drawn by an invisible magnet, roaring in the same direction.
They moved forward in a crowded manner.
Ahead of the moving horde of corpses, the faint sounds of clashing weapons, the muffled booms of supernatural power erupting, and the suppressed roars of humans could be heard.
The zombie horde's attention was completely drawn to the "feast" ahead, and they paid no attention to Xu Mo catching up from behind.
Without the slightest hesitation, Xu Mo immediately chose to move back from the flank, using the terrain of the ruins to quickly bypass the massive horde of ordinary corpses.
As he passed the vanguard of the horde of zombies and his gaze swept past the wreckage of several abandoned trucks, the battle ahead finally came into clear view.
In the center of a relatively open intersection, five figures are locked in a fierce battle.
They were all dressed in the dark gray combat uniforms of the Jiangcheng Shelter, but they carried various cold weapons, including long knives, short axes, and even a short metal stick that flickered with faint electricity.
At this moment, they were being frantically attacked by six level-one zombies. Four of them were as swift as the wind, constantly harassing them; they were agile zombies. The other two were burly, with their arms mutated into huge bone hammers or claws. Each strike brought a whistling sound, forcing everyone to dodge and block constantly; they were strength zombies.
These five people were clearly all superhumans, with movements and reactions far exceeding those of ordinary people. Their teamwork was also quite good, but under the frenzied attacks of six level-one zombies, they could only barely hold on, facing constant danger.
Xu Mo immediately noticed a motionless young man lying on the ground behind the five men. The young man's combat uniform had a large area of corrosion on the chest, and his flesh was mangled. He was clearly "Xiao Zhou" who had been injured in the previous communication, and he was probably in grave danger at this moment.
But for some reason, watching the five people fight, Xu Mo suddenly had a feeling, whether it was his imagination or not, that these superhumans seemed a bit weak.
The middle-aged man at the head of the group, with a cold expression and sharp, hawk-like eyes, was likely Captain Lu Chuan. He wielded a long, narrow military knife, the blade of which was subtly wreathed in air currents. Each swing left deep wounds on the agile zombies, but the sheer number and speed of the zombies kept him on his toes.
Beside Lu Chuan was a beautiful young woman with a frosty expression. The short sword she wielded carried a chilling aura, slightly slowing the zombies' movements. On the other side stood a burly, bald man with an exceptionally strong build, wielding an alloy shield and a short-handled battle axe. His primary role was to parry the heavy blows of the strength-type zombies; each collision produced a dull thud, leaving his arms numb. Two other team members, one wielding an electric short stick and the other dual daggers, were also wounded and breathing erratically.
Further away, about thirty meters away, a hunched figure stood silently on the roof of an abandoned car, coldly watching the battle below.
It was an extremely bizarre-looking zombie. It was bald and its skin was an ominous light blue. Its body shape was similar to that of an ordinary zombie, but its waist was severely hunched over, as if it could not straighten up.
What is most striking is its neck—or rather, it doesn't have a normal neck at all. Its entire head seems to have shrunk directly into its chest cavity, replaced by a huge, slightly bulging Adam's apple-shaped organ, like a frog's vocal sac. The organ is dark blue with twisted blood vessels covering its surface, and it is rhythmically rolling up and down, as if brewing something.
"Level 2 Venom Zombie!" Xu Mo's eyes narrowed. At this moment, it was like a commander sitting calmly on the fishing platform, directing its "soldiers" to exhaust the prey's strength, while it was poised to deliver a fatal blow.
In the brief few seconds that Xu Mo observed, the blue zombie moved. Its enormous Adam's apple suddenly contracted, and then it opened its mouth, which was filled with fine fangs. A fist-sized ball of dark green, viscous venom instantly condensed.
It spat the slime ball into its hand, then swung its arm and threw it straight down into the center of the battle below.
"Change!" Lu Chuan, who had been distracted by the movements of the level-two zombies, suddenly narrowed his eyes and shouted.
The five people fighting below seemed to have practiced this countless times. Upon hearing the sound, they did not hesitate and simultaneously lunged to the left.
The Venomball grazed their afterimages and slammed into the ground a little behind where they had originally stood.
"laugh--!
""
A piercing plume of white smoke erupted, instantly corroding a basin-sized crater into the concrete floor, its edges still bubbling and expanding. However, while they had dodged it, Xiao Zhou, lying motionless on the ground, was completely exposed to the venom ball's spray!
"Xiao Zhou!!!" Lu Chuan roared with bloodshot eyes, but he was tightly entangled by two agile zombies and was unable to help.
Dark green slime splattered, most of it landing on Xiao Zhou's already lifeless body. The combat suit melted away at a visible speed, and the flesh beneath sizzled and charred rapidly, emitting a chilling sound.
Exposing the stark white bones—in the blink of an eye, the young body was completely disfigured, a gruesome sight.
This scene deeply stirred all the members of the Sharp Sword Squad, and an atmosphere of grief and indignation permeated the air. The blue zombie's Adam's apple began to throb again, and its cold compound eyes swept over the five people whose formation had been disrupted by their evasive maneuvers, preparing to launch its next attack.
All of this, from the moment Xu Mo stopped to observe the destruction of Xiao Zhou's body, happened in just a few breaths.
Xu Mo's eyes instantly turned icy cold. He glanced at the dark, overwhelming horde of ordinary zombies behind him, then at the five men below, Lu Chuan and his companions, who were in dire straits and filled with grief and indignation.
Can't wait any longer!
A cold glint flashed in Xu Mo's eyes. He shoved the triangular dagger back into its sheath on his leg, and with a swift motion, he swung the heavy Barrett rifle behind him, bringing it to his front with a single hand. Xu Mo stood firmly in place, his right arm supporting the nearly 1.5-meter-long "heavy artillery," while his left hand held the butt of the gun firmly against his shoulder.
This posture, which would seem impossible for an ordinary person to hold steadily, appeared effortless in his hands. His superhuman strength and precise control over his muscles allowed Xu Mo to easily control the recoil of this weapon.
The crosshair steadily caught the massive, throbbing Adam's apple of the level-two zombie, which was likely its core or weak point.
Without hesitation, Xu Mo firmly and steadily pulled the trigger with his index finger.
"boom!!!"
Barrett's distinctive roar suddenly exploded in the air above the ruins, and the huge recoil made Xu Mo's shoulders sag slightly.
A blazing streak of fire shot out from the slender muzzle as the .50 BMG armor-piercing round tore through the air with supersonic kinetic energy, instantly traversing a distance of tens of meters and striking the target directly.
Just as the bullet left the cockpit, the blue zombie on the bus roof seemed to sense a deadly crisis. Its hunched body twisted violently to the side at a bizarre speed that defied the laws of physics.
"puff--!"
Blood splattered!
The armor-piercing round missed its intended target, the Adam's apple, and instead struck the blue zombie squarely where its left shoulder connected to its arm. The immense kinetic energy was released instantly, tearing the venomous zombie's entire left arm apart from its body as if by an invisible force, exploding into a shower of blue flesh and bone fragments. Dark green, highly corrosive blood sprayed out like spilled ink, riddling the entire roof with holes and emitting a dense hissing sound.
"Hiss—!!!"
A sharp, distorted, and inhuman roar erupted from the blue zombie's mouth, a roar filled with pain and rage.
The venomous zombie suddenly turned its head, its cold, venomous compound eyes fixed on the direction from which the bullets had come, locking onto the masked figure standing behind the ruins and broken walls, holding a long gun.
However, Xu Mo didn't give it any time to harbor resentment. The instant the first shot rang out, he had already used his powerful arm strength and body control to forcefully suppress the enormous recoil. His right hand pulled the bolt with lightning speed, ejecting the spent cartridge and chambering a new round, the movements as smooth as a machine.
Almost at the same time the blue zombie turned its head to look at it, Xu Mo had already completed its second aim.
"boom!!!
A second deafening gunshot followed, and this time, the venomous zombie could no longer dodge. The .50 BMG armor-piercing round, like an invitation from the Grim Reaper, precisely pierced its light blue chest. The terrifying kinetic energy carried by the bullet raged wildly within its body, causing its hunched upper body to swell violently like a bursting balloon, and then—"Boom!!"
With a muffled thud, Venom's chest exploded, leaving a gaping hole from front to back. Dark green blood, shattered internal organs, and twisted bone fragments sprayed backward like fireworks, staining the entire rear half of the bus a strange blue-green hue.
The venomous zombie's venomous eyes froze and dimmed instantly. Its broken body swayed for a moment, then fell helplessly off the roof of the car with a "thud" onto the ground. It twitched a couple of times before falling completely silent.
This level-two venom mutant zombie was completely killed with just two shots from the Barrett anti-material sniper rifle, which possessed terrifying power.
The two sudden noises, and the shocking scene of the level-two zombie being instantly killed, brought a moment of deathly silence to the entire battlefield.
All the Level 1 mutated zombies that were besieging the "Sword" squad froze in their tracks, seemingly unable to understand why the "leader's" aura had suddenly disappeared.
Lu Chuan and his five companions, who were already locked in a fierce battle and on the verge of despair, were completely dumbfounded. They first stared in disbelief at the mangled blue corpse in the direction of the car, then suddenly turned their heads to look in the direction from which the gunshots came, and saw the masked figure carrying Barrett behind his back, drawing the dark triangular dagger from his waist, and rushing towards them at an astonishing speed.
Xu Mo didn't lack the desire to use the Barrett mortar to deal with the troublesome Level 1 mutated zombies; the problem was that the armor-piercing rounds were too powerful. At such close range, the residual kinetic energy and ricochets after killing a zombie could very likely injure Lu Chuan and the others who were engaged in close combat with the zombies. He was there to rescue people, not to kill.
Now, it's time to clean up these small fry in the most direct and least harmful way.
Xu Mo's eyes were icy cold. With the full force of his Bullhide Realm power, his speed increased again, like a black arrow, shooting straight into the center of the chaotic battle.