34: Show your skills

Within a hundred-mile radius of these two squads, five other squads were rapidly coming to their aid.

They were agile and well-equipped. Wherever they went, encountering Contaminators under ten years old, their coordination was exceptionally smooth, making it as easy as slicing melons and dicing vegetables.

This was the power of cooperation! If one person faced a Contaminator alone, they would definitely get entangled and wouldn't resolve it so easily.

Among the five squads, one particular squad attracted attention.

All five members were women.

They had ponytails, revealing smooth foreheads, and were all of similar height with long legs and curvaceous figures.

As for their faces, they each had their unique beauty, making it hard to say who was more stunning.

This squad was well-known in the High Molecular Compound Zone—the Red Rose Squad!

Graduating from the Blue Star First Women's Academy, as long as they underwent the tempering of blood and fire in the Pollution Zone, they would inevitably become members of the Star Pioneer Expeditionary Force in the future.

Ten days ago, it was their first time stepping into the Pollution Zone. They had already silently annihilated eight Contaminators over ten years old; if this news were to spread, they would surely become famous.

Becoming the object of admiration for many!

Meanwhile, another squad was relatively much weaker; even with five people working together, they couldn't deal with a ten-year-old Contaminator.

On their inevitable path, an AWM was already set up. A closer look at this AWM revealed it was identical to Xu Jingzhe's, the only difference being the trigger, which was emerald green, like a polished green gem. The woman lay prone at a high vantage point, with an unobstructed view.

She tilted her head, closing one eye, and in the upper left corner of the scope were several lines of flickering green text.

Today's wind force: southeast wind.

Air temperature, humidity, etc.

“Bang!” A slight muffled sound, and a specially made bullet spun out at high speed.

Blood blossomed, the bullet pierced the body, and the chest was blasted into a bloody mess by the powerful kinetic energy, delivering a fatal blow!

“Hunter!”

“Be alert! Raccoon, find the enemy's position!”

The leader shouted, seeking cover.

Hunter was their squad's sniper; this person was cunning!

It was equivalent to destroying their ‘eyes’!

After a successful hit, the woman did not leave but locked onto the direction where the few people were hiding.

Shoot!

The obstructing boulder shattered into pieces, and debris mixed with dust flew everywhere.

After firing five consecutive shots, the woman slung the AWM onto her back and left. There were several other squads to intercept, and one of them made her wary, Alexander!

... Cold Qing's movements were like a ghost, and the flesh-colored barbs on her palm had already left a dozen bloody marks on Bluebird's face.

Bluebird's eyes were cold, his expression stern, and his ears perked up, relying on his hearing to judge the direction of Cold Qing's attacks.

Blood slowly flowed down his face, pooling in his mouth, and the smell of blood permeated the air.

In every squad, snipers were long-range shooters and rarely engaged in close combat. Relatively speaking, their overall individual qualities would be weaker.

Bluebird was targeted from the start, which was something the Poisonous Thorn Squad hadn't expected.

“Swish!” Cold Qing suddenly appeared above and behind Bluebird, kicking sideways at his head.

If that kick connected, his head would surely burst like a watermelon, with its contents splattering everywhere.

Bluebird turned, his Black Gold Long Saber chopping downwards.

However, Cold Qing's speed was simply too fast.

She kicked Bluebird in the abdomen, then instantly retreated and hid again.

“Whoosh!” Bluebird's body curled up like a large shrimp. His body uncontrollably ‘thump-thump-thumped’, retreating five steps, each step leaving a seven to eight-centimeter deep footprint in the ground, before barely stopping.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and simply closed his eyes.

This was a difficult woman; her repeated attacks were wearing down his patience. There was no need to hold back anymore; he would fight with all he had.

His own heartbeat, breathing, and the sound of the wind rapidly amplified in Bluebird's ears.

Irrelevant sounds were quickly blocked out, leaving only the wind sounding like 3D surround sound in his ears.

The sound of the wind was regular; when an object appeared, the regularity of the wind would be broken.

The direction where it was broken was the position of the enemy.

Cold Qing hid in the shadows, a mocking curve playing on her lips.

If an uninitiated person saw Bluebird like this, they might think he had given up resistance, and they would most likely fall for it.

Unfortunately.

Bluebird encountered them.

The Night Hunt Squad!

Don't forget, Bo Qing was also a master of firearms, a self-taught sniper. Besides snipers, only snipers truly understand snipers.

Just as men understand men so thoroughly.

When asking a woman out, they only think of one thing.

To get her!

“Bang!” A gunshot, a rock cracked.

Cold Qing had already reached Bluebird, slapping him in the chest.

The moment her palm touched Bluebird's body, the flesh-colored barbs in her palm, like long tongues, plunged into Bluebird's body.

Twisting, pulling, large chunks of flesh were torn from his chest.

White bones were visible, and one could vaguely see his beating heart.

Terrifying and bloody!

Under such circumstances, Bluebird still retaliated with a palm strike, hitting Cold Qing in the chest and forcing her back.

This was a body that had undergone the baptism of Moon Soil Evolution Fluid; even with such severe injuries, he could still fight back.

Cold Qing disappeared again, clutching her chest.

Although a sniper's physical qualities were weaker, Bluebird had combined Old Art body refinement with the baptism of Moon Soil Evolution Fluid, making him still much stronger than her.

She sneered, Bo Qing was right.

Every sniper, in addition to the large sniper rifle in their hand, would also carry a pistol.

When a sniper closes their eyes in close combat, they are listening to all directions, judging the opponent's position based on sound.

So, it's not difficult to break a sniper's rhythm; just create a third sound.

Thus, Cold Qing threw a stone.

Bluebird drew his gun and fired, while Cold Qing used her speed advantage to close in.

By the time he reacted to fire a second shot, it was already too late.

She.

She was Cold Qing, after all. Her mutated talent was speed, and she had been baptized once more by Moon Soil Evolution Fluid Pure Liquid.

“Report, Bluebird is seriously injured, already outmatched, and in danger of losing his life at any moment, over.” Bluebird reached up and pressed the earpiece in his ear.

“Requesting support, over.”

Bluebird's voice simultaneously came through the earpieces of Poisonous Thorn and the four others, including Xia Qingli.

“Received, over.” Poisonous Thorn turned, intending to leave.

But how could Wang Ning let him leave?

“Want to leave? Did you ask me?” Wang Ning's gray-white arm turned blue, and the surrounding air grew several degrees colder.

“Crack!” “Crack!”

Ice shards appeared at Poisonous Thorn's feet, entangling his legs.

“Petty tricks!” Poisonous Thorn's body shook rhythmically.

A few seconds later, the ice shards melted into a puddle of water.

At the same time, with Poisonous Thorn as the center, the spatial pressure within a thousand-meter radius began to intensify.

Little Loli, who was fighting Mike, suddenly felt immense pressure, as if carrying hundreds of pounds on her back. This thing was like relative acceleration; if the enemy's speed slowed down, wouldn't her own speed increase?

Mike brushed aside Little Loli's incoming fists, his mechanical arm rotating, its speed suddenly accelerating. He punched Little Loli in her prominent chest.

“Pfft!” Blood spurted out, and Little Loli was sent flying hundreds of meters, breaking several large trees in her path.

Wang Ning and Big Beard both looked grim; they had encountered a difficult opponent.

The ability to increase gravity in the surroundings was simply the bane of speed.

“Flying Fish, go save Bluebird.” Poisonous Thorn said expressionlessly.