Chapter 267 Making Choices is the Captain's Duty

Two seconds later—

The sea remained silent, without a single splash!

Marcus's expression froze!

The duration of a golden body card is usually only a few seconds. In those few seconds, the only thing a normal person would do is try to distance themselves from the threat. But this guy didn't seem to have jumped into the sea to escape?

"Nora! Behind you!"

Brook shouted, because within his line of sight...

Nora was still holding her submachine gun,

but behind her,

a blurry figure suddenly appeared. In the figure's hand was a massive war hammer, its head still stained with wet, dark blood, swinging down from above!

"What?!"

Nora clearly hadn't expected...

that an accident could occur by her side in just two short seconds!

Boom!!!

She had just started to turn her head when the immense force pinned her to the deck!

Bang!!!

Marcus's bullet left the chamber at the same time, splitting into five projectiles the moment it exited the barrel!

They fanned out to cover the area!

But in the next second, the figure vanished again!

Disappearing along with it was the submachine gun Nora had been holding!

"Fuck!"

Marcus cursed under his breath, "Just how many golden body cards does this guy have?!"

Pfft!

In the next second, the man with the handgun was killed, and his handgun vanished along with him!

Vroom!!!

A hammer swung straight at Marcus's face!

Clang!!!!

A golden light shield instantly enveloped Marcus!

But when the hammer struck the shield, it actually caused cracks to appear instantly!

He quickly spoke up: "Chinese friend, there must be a misunderstanding between us!"

Clang!

Clang!

After two more hammer strikes, the light shield shattered instantly!

"Fuck!"

Seeing the light shield about to break,

Marcus tried to fire another shot, only to find that he couldn't target the opponent at all.

"This is fucking not human!"

Only at this moment did Marcus understand why this guy dared to travel alone at sea.

But it was too late!

A war hammer had already fallen!

...

...

In the distance, oars sliced through the iron-gray seawater, and the outline of a lighthouse loomed indistinctly.

Han Cheng, Zhang Lieyang, Chen Muqing, and Xu Yuanzhou were rowing the boat.

Song Xingmian sat at the stern, facing the vast expanse of the sea behind them.

She had maintained this posture for a long time; from the moment the boat left the rocky beach until now, she had hardly moved.

The sea breeze ruffled the stray hairs on her forehead.

"Mianmian."

Han Cheng put down his oar and walked over: "After we return, I will apply for Heroic Merit for Lu Heng."

Song Xingmian didn't respond.

Han Cheng continued, "Although he wasn't of much use in this mission, he was willing to sacrifice himself for the greater good at the final moment, so I'm willing to think a bit more highly of him."

Song Xingmian still didn't respond.

"I know you're feeling down."

Han Cheng sighed softly: "Actually, I feel the same. Such a young life..."

Song Xingmian's voice was dry: "Go row the boat."

Han Cheng shook his head: "Mianmian, the Global Slaughterhouse is a place where death is almost certain. Lu Heng's strength was poor; what is there to be so sad about him dying here?!"

"How about this!"

Han Cheng generously stated: "Once we're back, I'll compile a detailed report recording everything he did on the island—shielding us, falling into the water, covering the retreat—nothing will be left out."

"How's that?"

Song Xingmian turned her head. "In your report, will you write that Lu Heng could have been within the teleportation talisman's range, but you excluded his coordinates?"

Han Cheng's expression froze, then quickly recovered. He smiled and said, "The teleportation talisman's coverage radius is limited. In that situation, he truly was outside the range. Mianmian, don't go accusing me wrongly!"

"And..."

"You are a Military District Monitoring Officer, so you should also be well aware that making choices is a captain's duty, not a crime. You can record these words; I won't have any objections."

He turned around and headed back toward the bow.

Chen Muqing sat by the gunwale, rowing the oar. He didn't speak, but just looked toward the back.

'If Han Cheng really awakens, that would be truly terrible.'

...

...

"I can produce bullets!"

"I can produce bullets!!!!"

"Don't kill me! Don't kill me!"

Brook knelt on the ground, pleading frantically for mercy!

Before him were the corpses of Nora and Marcus, blood flowing in a horrific and gruesome scene!

Behind him, several mercenaries were also nodding desperately!

"We were forced into this!"

"We were really wrong!"

"It was all Marcus's plan; we didn't dare to disobey!"

Chen Yu didn't interrupt them, just leaned against the gunwale and listened quietly...

Finally, his gaze fell on Brook. "You can produce any type of bullet?"

Brook nodded vigorously: "Pistol rounds, rifle rounds, armor-piercing rounds—anything! My Talent can condense life force into bullets. The only drawback is that there's a daily limit!"

As he spoke, he pressed his hands together, closed his eyes, and gritted his teeth, the veins on his temples bulging!

A few seconds later, he slowly opened his hands. Three bullets lay in his palms. He shuffled forward a couple of steps on his knees, offering the bullets to Chen Yu with both hands!

"Look! This is..."

Brook shuffled forward another half-step, respectfully lifting the bullets above his head with both hands.

His posture was humble to the extreme,

but at the very moment the bullets reached their highest point,

Clang!

Inside his right sleeve, a very thin metallic reflection flashed!

Even Chen Yu hadn't expected...

that under his display of absolute martial suppression, there would still be such a bold soul!

A sleeve blade, held by an elastic band, instantly shot out!

Without a second thought, Chen Yu went to reach out, but in the next second...

Water Bubble reacted even faster!

In less than half a second, it expanded from his chest!

The sleeve blade stabbed into the jelly-like surface and was caught by its elasticity!

"What the hell is this?!"

Brook's expression changed as he continued to push!

But he wasn't a Strength-type Awakened after all; a normal person couldn't pierce Water Bubble's defense...

The blade was enveloped layer by layer, unable to advance even a fraction of an inch!

He wanted to drop the knife and flee, but what he never expected was...

several figures stood up from the deck at the same time, blocking his path!

???

"You guys..."

It was his teammates, who had just been kneeling and pleading for mercy alongside him!

"Don't blame us, Brook."

"Marcus is dead, Nora is dead; we have to find our own way to survive."

"Sorry, we can't let you leave..."

Within the mercenary group, a middle-aged man bent down to pick up the sleeve blade from the deck, held it respectfully with both hands, placed it by the side of the boat, and then retreated back into the line.

Chen Yu scooped up Bobo and perched it on his shoulder,

casually pulling a Low-grade Energy Core from his pocket.

Gurgle!

Shui Bobo's eyes immediately lit up, and it bounced happily twice on his shoulder.