Chapter 74 Incendiary Bombing! Lin Xingwan's Ruthless and Devastating Attack
Lin Xingwan's command, "Ignite," was delivered with a tone so light it sounded as if she were asking what to have for dinner.
But to the ears of the mercenaries in the Sky Wolf Squad, it sounded like the whisper of the Grim Reaper.
Lu Ting flicked his finger and pressed a yellow button on the main control console.
"Whoosh—whoosh—!"
On the outer wall of The Fortress, two concealed firing ports instantly flipped open.
Several incendiary tracer rounds, glowing with a blinding red light, tore through the night sky and shot precisely into the crowd of thugs shrouded in fuel mist.
Time seemed to freeze for that second.
"Boom—!!!"
A deafening, earth-shattering roar!
Flames shot into the sky, and the air across the entire mountainside was instantly ignited!
A wall of searing fire, like a violent beast, spread and devoured everything in its path with incredible speed.
"Ah!! It's so hot! Help!"
The hundreds of thugs in the front row who had been drenched in aviation fuel didn't even have time to react.
As soon as a single spark touched them, they instantly exploded into human torches.
The adhesion of this high-purity aviation fuel was terrifying.
It stuck to their skin, burned through their clothes, and seared straight to the marrow.
The group of over five hundred people instantly erupted in chaos, turning into a living hell.
They screamed and wailed, rolling frantically on the scorching asphalt road in an attempt to extinguish the fire on their bodies.
But it was useless; the more they rolled, the fiercer the flames grew.
"Don't f*cking push me! Get away!"
The thugs in the back who hadn't been drenched in fuel were terrified, turned around, and ran down the mountain.
Pushing, trampling.
The people in front turned into fireballs and lunged forward, directly setting those behind them on fire.
The air was filled with the pungent smell of burning flesh and black smoke from the fuel.
"Lunatics! These people are all lunatics!"
Zhang Biao stood beside the cab of the bulldozer, his eyes splitting with rage.
He had reacted quickly and hidden behind the car door, so he hadn't been directly drenched in fuel.
But the temperature of this sea of fire was so high that it singed his hair until it curled.
He watched as the hundreds of brothers he was so proud of twitched and carbonized on the ground like skewers of meat.
The greed in his heart had long since been burned away completely.
"Retreat! Everyone, retreat!"
Zhang Biao shouted at the top of his lungs, shoved aside a lackey blocking his path, and scrambled to crawl under the bulldozer.
In the surveillance room, there was dead silence.
No one spoke; even their breathing was kept very soft.
The members of the Sky Wolf Squad had all been on the battlefield and had seen plenty of dead bodies.
But this one-sided, non-asymmetric massacre with no suspense still made their scalps tingle.
"Good heavens, this isn't a fight..." Qian Duoduo swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his fat face turning pale.
"This is just a one-sided barbecue party."
Lin Xingwan leaned back in her chair, watching the screen with an expressionless face.
The firelight cast a red glow on her beautiful face, and there was not a hint of pity in her fox-like eyes.
The Apocalypse does not believe in tears; it only believes in fists and firepower.
If Zhang Biao and his group had breached the gates today, the fate of the people in The Fortress would have been ten thousand times worse than this.
"They aren't all dead yet."
Huo Yuan leaned against the edge of the table, his slender fingers pointing to the corner of the screen.
"That old guy is pretty tough; he's trying to run."
On the screen.
Although Zhang Biao was on fire, he managed to roll a few times in a muddy puddle, barely managing to extinguish the open flames.
Ignoring the excruciating pain from his extensive burns, he stumbled and fled toward the darkness at the foot of the mountain with a few dozen surviving soldiers.
The bulldozer had long been swallowed by the fire, becoming a pile of scrap metal.
They could only run on their own two legs.
"Sister-in-law, should we release the dogs to tear them apart?" Lu Ting asked, eager to try.
"Even dogs are picky eaters; eating trash like this will give them diarrhea."
Lin Xingwan scoffed softly and swiped her finger across the touchscreen.
She brought up the final weapon panel of the fire control system.
"Since you've come, don't be in such a hurry to leave."
Her fair, slender fingers hovered over a solid red button marked with a skull.
"Send them on their way."
She pressed down hard with her fingertip.
"Click."
High on the outer wall of The Fortress, six semi-circular alloy covers that had been hidden in the darkness opened simultaneously.
"Hum—"
The buzzing sound of the motors spinning at high speed was particularly grating amidst the crackling of the sea of fire.
Six fully automatic Gatling heavy machine guns extended their cold barrels.
The infrared thermal imaging radar instantly locked onto Zhang Biao and his group, who were sprinting away.
"What's that sound?"
Zhang Biao was running for his life; hearing the scalp-tingling buzzing sound, he instinctively looked back.
Just that one look, and his heart instantly stopped.
Six blinding tongues of fire, half a meter long, erupted simultaneously from the city wall!
"Rat-tat-tat-tat-tat-tat!!!"
The terrifying rate of fire of six thousand rounds per minute tore through the night sky.
A dense barrage of 12.7mm large-caliber bullets poured mercilessly onto the mountain path like a metal rainstorm.
Bullets of this caliber could even pierce through armored vehicles; hitting a person was not as simple as just leaving a hole.
"Pfft! Pfft-pfft!"
The few thugs running at the back didn't even have time to scream before their bodies were torn apart at the waist by the bullets.
Flesh and blood flew everywhere, and severed limbs danced in the air.
This wasn't shooting; it was physical disintegration.
"No! Spare me! I surrender!"
Zhang Biao was terrified to the point of collapse; his legs went weak, and he fell to his knees with a thud.
He waved his hands frantically, and his crotch was already soaked.
But the Gatling guns had no feelings, only the absolute slaughter programmed into them.
A row of bullets swept across.
Zhang Biao's massive head, tattooed with a descending tiger, exploded like an overripe watermelon.
The headless corpse swayed and then collapsed into a pool of blood.
The remaining few dozen soldiers were wiped out in less than five seconds.
On the entire mountain path, there was not a single living thing left standing.
The machine gun turrets stopped firing, their barrels glowing dark red from the high temperature, emitting wisps of blue smoke.
In the surveillance room, there was a deathly silence.
After a full half-minute, Lu Ting finally let out a long breath.
"Sister-in-law... this system is f*cking brutal."
Before, when they fought, they had to hide in cover and change magazines.
Now with this fully automatic fire control system, a group of hundreds of armed men hadn't even touched the skin of The Fortress's gate before turning into ashes.
"You think this is brutal?"
Lin Xingwan picked up her iced Americano and took a sip, her tone flat.
"The extreme heat disaster is just an appetizer. When the real desperate situation comes, people will be ten thousand times more brutal than this."
She stood up and stretched.
"Zhao An."
"Yes! Boss Lin, at your service!" Zhao An hurried over, looking at Lin Xingwan as if she were a god of death.
"Tomorrow morning, send a few bulldozers out to clean up the trash outside."
Lin Xingwan pointed to the piles of wreckage and corpses on the screen.
"Dig a big pit and bury them all. It stinks too much; it's affecting the air quality."
"Got it! Leave it to me!" Zhao An promised, patting his chest.
This one-sided battle ended too quickly.
It didn't even affect the sleep of the others in the base.
Lin Xingwan turned to look at Huo Yuan. "Let's go, back to sleep. We have real work to do tomorrow."
"Real work?" Huo Yuan raised an eyebrow and casually wrapped his arm around her waist.
"What kind of real work is more important than sleeping?"
Lin Xingwan didn't speak, just stared at a radar detection display in the corner of the big screen that had just resumed normal operation.
That red dot was currently hovering over the most prosperous financial commercial street in the city center.
"Our Underground City needs to expand; having iron isn't enough, we also need money."
A smile of certain victory curled the corners of Lin Xingwan's mouth.
"Tomorrow morning, we're going to the city. I'm going to loot all the gold and jade in the entire city."