228: Charge towards the rift in the alien world!

As Ye Baoguo's order was issued, the command center fell into a dead silence.

Their faces all showed expressions of doubt, confusion, and surprise.

Was this masked man He Jingrui, who had been confirmed dead?

How could a dead person be resurrected? And still wield such an unknown power?

Was this a novel?

Reality still had to follow basic laws!

Had the Commander gone mad from too much pressure?!

But some people knew a little about the situation, and their faces showed a look of sudden understanding.

Ye Baoguo stared intently at the screen, his fists clenched, his fingernails almost digging into his palms.

He wasn't crazy; he was just doing everything possible to seize any opportunity he could!

Even if that opportunity seemed so slim.

On the beachhead, Ban Yangming, who had just heard the order, felt as if he had returned to that mission once more.

At that time, Gao Lingfeng was still the captain. What kind of mood was he in after receiving the mission?

He Jingrui had barely escaped death, and now he had to personally lead him back into this "ten deaths, no life" beheading mission?

He glanced at He Jingrui, who was covered in blood and panting.

He had already died once, and now he was to take him... back into the rift?

This was simply... But military orders were like mountains!

Ban Yangming bit his lip, a complex light flashing in his eyes, and he roared into the communicator:

"Fox Hunt Squad received!"

He suddenly turned to look at He Jingrui and shouted hoarsely:

"He Jingrui, as your captain, I order you to report back to duty immediately! We are going into that damned rift!"

"What?!"

Lu Chuan's face showed surprise when he heard this, but he quickly looked at He Jingrui.

He found that He Jingrui had already removed the cloth tightly covering his face.

On his face, there was no fear, no anger, and no confusion.

There was only a relieved smile, as if he had struggled for a long time and finally found peace.

He Jingrui snapped a perfect military salute.

"Received! Fox Hunt Squad — He Jingrui, reporting to you!"

His powerful and resounding reply was like a drop of water thrown into a boiling oil pot, instantly exploding among the surrounding special forces soldiers.

The sound of artillery and roars from the beachhead seemed to suddenly fade away at this moment.

"He Jingrui?! It's actually you?!"

Li Xing, the captain of the War Wolf Squad, widened his eyes, almost unable to believe what he was hearing and seeing.

That face, though covered in mud and blood, was clearly the Fox Hunter vanguard who had died heroically according to the battle reports!

Hu Yifan, the captain of the Sharp Blade Squad, also had his pupils contract.

A dead man resurrected?

This completely subverted his understanding.

But looking at Ban Yangming's excited expression, it couldn't be faked.

The other special forces soldiers, especially the surviving members of the Fox Hunt Squad, were even more dumbfounded, watching their comrade, who should have been on the list of martyrs, standing alive before them and unleashing such terrifying power. Their emotions were a mix of surprise and joy.

At this moment, Ban Yangming looked at He Jingrui's clear yet firm eyes, and his throat felt as if it was blocked by something.

Under the unyielding military order, he felt even more deeply the heavy pressure and profound guilt.

He was once again going to personally lead his brother, who had already died once, back into hell.

"Good! Good! It's good to have you back!"

Ban Yangming heavily patted He Jingrui's shoulder, his voice a little hoarse.

"No time for pleasantries now! I'll briefly explain the tactical deployment: Fox Hunt Squad, assault the rift entrance! Sharp Blade and War Wolf, cover the flanks! Other squads, suppress with firepower!"

He Jingrui nodded repeatedly.

After a brief shock, the elite professional quality of all special forces soldiers immediately brought them back to combat readiness.

The formation quickly adjusted, and powerful firepower once again poured down on the swarming alien beasts and mutated monsters.

With the addition of He Jingrui, this incredibly fierce fresh force, the frontal pressure on the assault team was immediately significantly reduced.

"A Chuan, Old Ding, you two retreat to the far rear, wait for me to come back!"

He Jingrui punched a pouncing Scythe Mantis alien beast away, shouting without looking back.

"Old He!"

Ding Xinyang cried out.

Don't look at how lightly He Jingrui said it, but everyone knew that going this time was no different from going to die.

He wanted to stop him, but couldn't speak, and was choked up, feeling incredibly pained inside.

Lu Chuan pulled back Ding Xinyang, who wanted to step forward and dissuade him, and watched with complex eyes as He Jingrui quickly integrated into the Fox Hunt Squad's battle formation.

He understood He Jingrui's choice; it was a responsibility and mission deeply ingrained in his bones.

He Jingrui was a soldier, always had been!

"Let him go, this is his path."

Lu Chuan said in a low voice, tightening his grip on the military dagger he had picked up.

"We also have our own path to walk!"

In the Supreme Command, the atmosphere was so heavy it could drip water.

On the holographic sand table, the red dots representing alien beasts were still continuously pouring out of the rift, and the pressure on the beachhead continued to increase.

"Commander, Fox Hunt, Sharp Blade, War Wolf, and other squads are bogged down by dense beast hordes; the advance speed is lower than expected! Flank positions 3 and 5 are requesting support!"

The staff officer reported urgently.

Ye Baoguo's brows were tightly furrowed, his gaze fixed on the main screen showing He Jingrui's return to duty and his coordinated operations with the Fox Hunt Squad.

The bloody slaughter on the beachhead continued.

He Jingrui's return was like a shot in the arm, briefly boosting morale, but reality remained cruel.

The special forces squads paid a heavy price for every step of their advance under the frenzied siege of alien beasts, mutated monsters, and the will of the King of Alien Beasts.

"Assault! Don't stop!"

Ban Yangming roared, his heavy machine gun continuously spitting fire, tearing a pouncing flying alien beast to pieces.

He Jingrui fought alongside him, repeatedly unleashing the Nameless Fist Technique with six layers of power, his fierce qi briefly clearing the obstacles ahead, but more alien beasts immediately filled the void.

Sharp Blade and War Wolf Squads desperately covered on both sides, their firepower weaving a net, yet still unable to fully block the seemingly endless enemies.

"Watch out for underwater!"

Hu Yifan suddenly roared.

In the murky river water, several dark figures shot out rapidly.

They were those persistent mutated aquatic monsters.

Leading them was the Human-Headed Giant Turtle, its decaying eyes glowing even brighter green, and a mental shockwave mixed with foul energy swept over again, targeting the special forces squad that was currently pushing hard.

"Defend!"

Ban Yangming's eyes were bloodshot.

He Jingrui suddenly took a step forward, his qi and blood erupting again, attempting to take the blow with his body as a shield, but his previous injuries were too severe, and his qi and blood circulation clearly faltered for a moment.

Just at this critical juncture—

"Panshi! Attack!"

A roar came from the flank.

It was another special forces squad responsible for flank and rear cover—the "Panshi" Squad.

They unhesitatingly charged forward as a whole, their machine guns in formation sweeping out a dense line of bullets towards the Human-Headed Giant Turtle.

Puff, puff, puff!

Several "Panshi" members, who bore the brunt of the attack, spewed blood from their mouths and noses, but they still did not retreat a single step.