Chapter 259 Infiltration, gene extraction tank!



The air outside the base was icy cold, and the biting chill eroded every inch of my skin.

Song Lufeng waved his hand, and the Xuanwu team dispersed silently and hid in the destroyed bunker.

The patrol guards marched in unison, their movements without hesitation, like a calibrated machine, cold and precise.

Liu Zui leaned against the wall, the long sword in his hand trembling slightly, and whispered: "Three people on the left, take care of them within five seconds."

Song Lufeng did not respond. His eyes were fixed on the surveillance tower in the distance, and a hint of murderous intent flashed across his eyes.

The next moment, a black shadow flashed across the air.

Liu Zui's move was as fast as lightning, and the sword blade silently cut through the night, killing the three guards in front of him with one blow.

The smell of blood filled the air, but all the bodies fell to the ground silently.

Xiaozao came out from hiding, and the vine in his hand climbed up like a poisonous snake, entangled the sentry on the high ground, and dragged him into the darkness.

"Cleaned up."

Lu He reported softly, raised his hand slightly, and the water curtain covered the traces of the Xuanwu team.

Song Lufeng nodded and led the team deeper into the area, heading directly for the core area.

The closer they got, the more oppressive the air became.

The light gradually dimmed, and a low roar could be heard faintly in my ears.

The interior of the base is like a living beast, devouring everything that enters its belly.

After turning the last corridor, the scene before them made everyone stop suddenly.

Dozens of culture tanks were arranged in rows, emitting a cold blue light, like a hopeless cemetery.

There is a person immersed in each culture tank, wrapped in liquid, with countless tubes piercing their naked bodies, extracting bright red blood and spinal cord-like substances.

Their faces were expressionless and their eyes were closed, as if they were asleep, yet they could not escape this eternal torment.

"These people...are still alive."

Lu He's voice was trembling and almost inaudible.

"They are carriers of the 'gift gene'."

Han Qiong said sadly, "It is the most valuable resource in the eyes of the fusionists."

"Resources?"

Liu Zui clenched his teeth, and the sword in his hand was almost crushed by him.

"This is a human! They are using living people to exchange for power!"

Song Lufeng's eyes swept across these cultivation tanks, and the anger in his eyes became more and more fierce.

Every pipeline and every drop of liquid extracted is a massacre of life.

Next to a culture tank, the connected display screen was running coldly, with cold numbers flashing on the screen - "Extraction rate 87%, remaining life index: low."

These people are not seen as lives, but as data and numbers.

There is only cold and heartless "utilization value".

Xiao Zao took a deep breath, his voice trembling slightly:

"They are draining these people bit by bit, even their souls."

He is a tree and does not understand the subtleties of human nature.

But he was still angry.

Because the master will never allow this to happen.

At this moment, a shrill alarm sounded, and a red light broke through the air, exposing them to endless darkness.

"Enemy!"

A mechanical sound came from a distance, and patrol guards swarmed in.

"Fight!"

Song Lufeng's voice was as deep as thunder, and the "Black Moon" in his hand swung out, the black light of the blade was like a flash of lightning in the night.

Liu Zui stepped forward and slashed at the enemy with his sword like a swimming dragon.

The first group of fused humans that rushed over were instantly split in half, with blood splattering everywhere.

The vines of the jujube tree fluttered in the air, entangled a fused person, and tore him apart alive. The sound of his bones breaking was chilling.

The water of the Lu River condensed into a sharp blade, accurately piercing the head of an enemy, and blood splattered in the air.

"Leave no one alive!"

Tian Bao roared and swung the hammer in his hand, smashing the two enemies into bloody pieces.

However, more enemies came from all directions. Their eyes were cold and ruthless, their movements were swift, and they coordinated as a whole.

"These are fusion humans! They are also using the power of the humans in the incubator!"

Han Qiong shouted, with suppressed anger in his eyes.

Song Lufeng's "Black Moon" drew an elegant arc, passing through the three fused people.

Blood gushed out, staining the surrounding culture tanks red.

His movements were clean and neat, and every swing was precise and swift.

"Concentrate your attack and don't give them a chance to counterattack!"

Song Lufeng's voice was like an order, shocking the entire battlefield.

The number of enemies began to decrease, but each fusion was extremely powerful, their speed and strength exceeded the norm, and the battle became increasingly difficult.

"Reinforcements are coming from the rear!"

Xiaozao was a little anxious, and his strength was suppressed as soon as he entered here.

Apart from Song Lufeng, this is the first time this has happened.

Song Lufeng's eyes froze, and he quickly calculated the battle situation.

He raised his hand and released a cubic barrier, shielding the team from some of the enemy's attacks.

"Concentrate your strength and break the defense line in front of you!"

The team members' movements were instantly unified, and their firepower was concentrated on the fusion man in front.

With a loud bang, the defense line was torn apart and the enemy's formation collapsed completely.

Song Lufeng took the lead and rushed out, and the Black Moon swung down again, killing the last fusion person who was blocking the way.

When the battle was over, the air was filled with a bloody smell, and the dark blue light of the culture tank was still flickering coldly.

The team members stood in front of the culture tanks with complicated expressions, a mixture of anger and sadness.

Song Lufeng walked slowly to a culture tank, stretched out his hand, and gently pressed on the cold glass.

"We will save you."

"Even if I can give you a peaceful death."


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