Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast

Chapter 71 - 71: 71: The Dead

Chapter 71: Chapter 71: The Dead

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The next morning, more than twenty freshmen wore black-red armor and gathered outside the hotel with all sorts of exaggeratedly shaped weapons on their backs.

They all had a high-power pistol strapped around their waists and nine differently shaped metal bombs hanging behind them, fully armed and exuding a killing aura.

As for the student who was injured by the grenade, he was still in the medical room for recovery, expected to stay there for a week.

Soon, each team assigned an off-road vehicle with no roof to pick them up, and they all hopped on agilely.

Wearing the battle armor, their bodies were already bulky, not to mention the 2 meters long weapons they carried. They couldn’t even fit into a car with a roof.

Standing on the off-road vehicle, Justin Welan, who was holding a heavy shield, suddenly asked curiously, “Jack, why does your battle armor look better than ours?”

Jack’s Enhanced +8 Armor was relatively darker compared to the other students’, giving a sense of heaviness overall.

Zac Lyons and White Veil also noticed this and showed confusion in their eyes.

Facing this question, Jack smirked slightly, “Because I sprayed a matte film on the armor. How about it? Doesn’t it look much cooler than yours now?”

The armor’s color change was a simple issue, and he casually found a spray paint excuse.

To hide the truth more convincingly, Jack had actually gone to the Logistics Department early in the morning to ask for a can of matte spray paint.

“Damn, bro, you’re a genius! Why didn’t 1 think of that?”

Zac, who already had a carefree personality, beamed with excitement, “After today’s mission, I’ll go get a can of spray paint and turn my armor gold, haha.” White Veil was excited too: “Gold’s too tacky. 1 think silver is cooler.”

Justin Welan chimed in enthusiastically: “No, no, your ideas are too monotonous. 1 think adding a pair of metal wings on the back would be cooler.” …No, are your imaginations getting a little too wild? Jack had a strange feeling that the upcoming test might take a weird turn.

A few minutes later, Jack and his three friends met up with the squad of the armored team.

However, today’s patrol area was further away, closer to the suburbs.

As tanks and armored cars rumbled into the areas with dilapidated roads and worn-down houses, pedestrians and motorcycles quickly made way.

None of the better cars, e.g., sedans, were in sight, which made Jack feel as if he were in a third-world country, a stark contrast to the prosperity of Eastern Summer.

On both sides of the road, the Koroyan civilians watched the armored squad pass with awe.bender

This situation gave Jack a feeling that they were the villains, strutting with cannons and rifles in the underdeveloped Koroya.

Cough! How could that be possible? They were Federation special soldiers here to suppress the Evil God Sect.

Jack’s eyes narrowed slightly in the vehicle as he seemed to be resting his eyes. In reality, he had entered the Heart’s Eye state to sense his surroundings with his sixth sense.

In this state, as long as there was a hostile gaze on him, he could sense it immediately.

However, no enemies appeared until the armored team passed through this area. At that moment, Carl Raven in the leading tank received a command.

“All vehicles, be alert. The fifth team is ambushed and surrounded by a large number of enemies. Come with me for immediate support.”

With the announcement on the walkie-talkie, the leading tank roared as it turned its head, and its speed instantly soared to 8o yards, stirring up billows of smoke and dust on the already dilapidated road.

Jack and his friends were also invigorated and stood up quickly, for enemies meant income.

The fifth team’s patrol area was adjacent to Jack’s, so it took them less than ten minutes to see the flames and hear the explosions and gunfire in the distance.

This was already a suburban area, and up ahead was a relocated and uninhabited urban village.

At the moment, more than two hundred rebels were relying on buildings and traps, trapping the fifth armored team at the street entrance. Two tanks had already lost their mobility, and several armored cars were overturned due to explosions.

As for the accompanying freshmen, one of them lay motionless on the ground, while another was heavily injured and rescued by soldiers who struggled to push him onto an armored car.

“All tanks, follow my lead and prepare to assault the enemy’s vantage point from the front.”

“Spread out the armored vehicles and encircle them from both directions. Heavy machine guns and mobile phones, spare no ammunition, and provide cover fire for teammates to counterattack.”

“But be careful; there may be several cultivators among the rebels, so don’t get too close.”ln just a blink of an eye, Carl Raven instructed the armored squad to attack, and then Jack Clark heard his voice through the earpiece.

“Jack, the fifth squad has been ambushed. One of your classmates died on the spot and one was seriously injured. The injured student is being treated now.” “Two other students chased three cultists deep into the east of the urban village and their current situation is unknown. I suggest you go and provide support first.”

“What, someone died!”

Hearing that a classmate had died, Zac Lyons and the White Veil members all changed their expressions slightly, and so did Justin Welan and Jack Clark.

Although they knew there was some danger in this trial, they didn’t expect anyone to die on the second day. Weren’t there teachers or military experts following them?

However, now is not the time to think about these things.

Jack Clark said in a deep voice: “No need, 1’11 go alone to provide support. Mr. Willard, Zac, you cooperate with Second Lieutenant Carl and make sure to annihilate these rebels.”

“Including the cultivators within the rebels, if there are any at the Third Layer Heaven, encircle and delay them.”

They had already witnessed Jack Clark’s strength in the past two days. Three Second Layer Heaven cultists were nothing to fear, and even if he encountered Third Layer Heaven opponents, he could safely retreat.

Hence, Justin Welan and the others nodded and said solemnly: “Leave it to us.”

With their strength, under Carl Raven’s firepower suppression, once they charged into the crowd, it would be a total massacre.

Although a killer is always killed, the death of their classmate filled their hearts with killing intent.

Jack Clark’s figure flashed as he jumped off the vehicle. With a burst of full strength, he turned into a black shadow that disappeared on the spot, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed out hundreds of meters.

Zac Lyons was shocked: “Damn, Jack’s speed is so fast.”

“That’s right, my brother is very powerful.” Justin Welan said with pride, then jumped off the car with his heavy shield, and the heavy, domineering aura erupted from him.

Seeing this, Zac Lyons and the White Veil members didn’t hesitate, and the three teamed up. Under the cover of heavy firepower from the tanks and armored cars, they took advantage of the terrain and charged from the side.

Still far away, three metal bombs whistled past, accurately landing behind several rebel positions.

Boom Boom Boom! In an instant, there were explosions and screams.

For Justin Welan and the others, whose physiques were more than ten times that of an ordinary person and had cultivated True Martial, throwing bombs was a piece of cake and didn’t require any special training.

Boom boom! At this moment, two tank roars sounded, and the shells accurately collapsed two two-story buildings. More than a dozen fierce rebels were directly buried.

Whoosh!

A raging wind whistled by Jack Clark’s ears as the surrounding scenery frantically receded. His figure dashed like the wind through the rundown buildings, and soon found the bodies of three cultists along the traces of battle.

Following the signs of battle, he quickly located the two classmates.

Under the abandoned elementary school teaching building, Marcus Lee, wearing battle armor and wielding a two-meter-long heavy hammer, smashed two opponents from the Evil God Sect and forced them to retreat continuously. Bang!

The heavy hammer weighing hundreds of kilograms smashed into the wall, creating a large hole in an instant. Amid the smoke and dust, the heavy hammer swung, shattering the chair thrown by the enemy.

At this moment, Marcus Lee was imposing, pressing the two late Second Layer Heaven cultists.

Not far away, on the playground, there were three unrecognizable bloody corpses, and in a more distant corner, a student in battle armor leaned against the wall, breathing weakly.

There was a large blood hole in his thigh.

Thud! Jack Clark’s figure fell from the wall with a heavy thud of his metal battle boots hitting the ground.

The injured classmate’s face changed suddenly: “Be careful, there’s a sniper on the roof.”

In the instant the classmate spoke, Jack Clark had already moved several meters away in a flash.

At the same time, he faintly heard the sound of a silenced gunshot, and the place where he was just standing exploded with a bang, leaving a head-sized hole.

Bang Bang Bang! Jack Clark dodged three consecutive shots in advance.

His figure was like a ghost, and within a few flashes, he entered the school stairwell..