And so, the car continued on for about half an hour as usual, until the group finally encountered the Mist Demons who had come to attack.
"Bang--!"
A loud bang suddenly occurred, and the armored vehicle at the front of the convoy jolted violently, as if it had crashed into something.
"Enemy attack!!" Zhao Chun roared over the walkie-talkie.
The next second, dozens of black figures suddenly rushed out of the red mist. This time, the mist demons came in a group.
They roared and pounced on the convoy, their claws, formed from condensed mist, tearing at the metal shells of the armored vehicles with a screeching sound.
"Fire!"
The soldiers quickly set up machine guns, spitting fire and raining down bullets, tearing the first fog ghost that rushed at them to shreds.
But there were too many Fog Demons, and they quickly arrived in front of everyone.
"It's our turn." The player inside the car looked out the window, surrounded by dazzling lights.
On the other side, Xiao Jin kicked open the car door, and the Shadow Blade was drawn from its sheath. The blade flashed like snow and instantly severed the head of a lunging Mist Demon!
The man in black armor also jumped off the vehicle, wielding a long-handled axe. The runes on the axe blade glowed with a dark red light, and with one swing, he cut the two Mist Demons in half at the waist!
Yu Liu remained smiling, and a copper coin suddenly appeared in his hand. Immediately afterward, he tossed the coin into the air, where it spun and transformed into a golden barrier, repelling all the approaching mist demons!
The other players also joined in—
The man in the mage robe raised his staff high, and a bolt of lightning descended from the sky, exploding with a deafening roar and turning several mist ghosts into charred remains!
The fox-tailed woman formed hand seals, and foxfire transformed into chains, binding the mist demons and burning them alive to ashes!
The black mist surrounding the bandaged boy suddenly expanded, transforming into countless fine black threads that pierced through the mist demons' bodies and shredded them!
The battle was intense but brief, leaving the NPCs watching in stunned silence.
Zhao Chun: Strange... No wonder the base chief values these outsiders so much. Only such methods can subdue those monsters!
Twenty minutes later, the last mist ghost was cleaved in two by Xiao Jin's blade, the mist dissipated, and silence returned to the surroundings.
There were about forty Mist Ghosts attacking this time, but less than a third of them were special Mist Ghosts, and even fewer Purification Serums were dropped, only 7.
As previously agreed, all the spoils of war were handed over to the base for safekeeping. After receiving them, Zhao Chun instructed his men to keep them safe and not to let them get damaged.
After a brief rest, he coldly ordered, "Everyone get in the car and continue moving forward."
The convoy started moving again, but everyone knew that the real danger was yet to come...
The armored vehicle's engine roared in the dead silence, rolling over the cracked asphalt road and raising clouds of dust mixed with ash and unknown particles.
Outside the thick bulletproof glass, an endless, thick, viscous, blood-red fog clung to the convoy as if it were alive.
Several days had passed since the fog changed, and the surrounding crimson had deepened. The intense crimson assaulted their eyes, forcing them to close them periodically.
The deeper one ventures into this ruin marked as the "Dead Zone," the stronger and more pungent the stench of decay becomes; each breath feels like swallowing cold rust.
“This is the fourth wave.” Zhao Chun’s voice came through the car communicator, hoarse and metallic, breaking the oppressive silence.
He sat in the passenger seat of the lead car, his only remaining right eye fixed intently through the periscope into the depths of the blood mist. The device seemed to be specially made, capable of seeing clearly through the mist.
However, it seems to be difficult to produce, and Zhao Chun is the only one in the entire fleet who has one.
"Thirty kilometers from the mother nest coordinates, everyone stay alert! The density of the Mist Ghosts is increasing exponentially!" As if to confirm his words, a chilling, inhuman howl suddenly rang out from the red mist.
The next second, the shadowy, twisted gray shadows, like sharks smelling blood, pounced out from the shadows of the collapsed buildings on both sides of the road and from behind the wreckage of the overturned bus!
They moved on all fours, leaving afterimages as they sped along, their claws, formed from condensed mist, gleaming ominously in the dim light, as they viciously clawed at the convoy's thick armored shell.
"Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!"
"Fire! Free fire! Stop them!" Zhao Chun's roar was like a thunderclap.
Having already mastered the ambush process several times, Zhao Chun was quite familiar with it.
Ordinary fog ghosts can be killed with firearms, and special fog ghosts can be eliminated by concentrated fire, but some still manage to slip through the net and break through the line of fire set by Zhao Chun.
At this point, it's the players' turn to step in.
The firing ports on both sides of the convoy instantly spewed out scorching flames, the heavy machine guns roared and tore through the air, and the large-caliber bullets easily ripped the first few fog ghosts into swirling mist.
But more fog ghosts surged forward fearlessly, ramming the car door with their bodies, their claws scraping against the bulletproof glass with a piercing, sharp noise, leaving deep marks.
"Damn it, this is never going to end!" A soldier gritted his teeth as he changed the ammunition belt, sweat soaking his forehead.
Xiao Jin sat in the back seat of the SUV, the cold scabbard pressed against her outer thigh. Beside her, the silent, black-armored man sat with a dark red, long-handled giant axe lying across his lap. The ferocious runes carved on the axe blade seemed to flow slowly in the dim light, exuding a chilling, bloody aura.
In the passenger seat, Yu Liu, the smiling tiger, still wore his ever-present Maitreya Buddha smile, twirling a copper coin with its edge polished to a shine in his hand. The coin deftly flipped between his fingers, occasionally reflecting a glint of cold gold.
Suddenly, a black shadow nearly twice the size of a normal Mist Ghost burst open the door of an armored personnel carrier on the side! Its arms transformed into two huge, solid, scythe-shaped bone blades with edges gleaming with a cold metallic light!
"Special species! Scythe Arm!" A terrified scream came through the communicator.
People from this type of Fog Ghost base have encountered it before.
The scythe-armed Mist Demon roared, its raised bone blade whistling as it slashed fiercely at a light armored vehicle providing fire support!
"Sizzle—!"
A sickening metallic tearing sound rang out! The light armored vehicle was sliced open like butter by a hot knife through butter, its roof and the heavy machine gun mounted on it being cleaved diagonally in half!
Sparks flew everywhere, and the soldiers inside didn't even have time to scream before they were instantly torn apart by the violent force!
"Focus fire! Focus fire on that special species!" Zhao Chun's eyes were bloodshot.
Several tongues of fire immediately changed direction, and bullets rained down on the scythe-armed Mist Demon.
However, the gray mist on its surface is unusually thick, and bullets hitting it are like sinking into a swamp, only splashing up large gray ripples, and cannot cause fatal wounds at all!
Braving a hail of bullets, it swept its other bone blade across, slicing two soldiers who tried to approach in half at the waist! Blood and entrails splattered on the dusty ground, a horrifying sight.
"Useless trash! Get out of here!" A sharp female voice rang out; it was the female player with vertical pupils and a fox tail!
She flashed, leaving afterimages in her wake, and instantly appeared beside the scythe-armed Mist Demon.
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