148: Chapter 148 Soldiers Surrender

Dragging its severely wounded body, it accelerated into a mad dash once more; every step of its heavy paws cracked the ground, charging forward through the hail of bullets with a savage, death-defying momentum.

More and more Vicious Beasts followed in this frenzied momentum.

Their speed surged suddenly.

Hit by bullets, bleeding, bones cracking, flesh torn open.

No retreating.

Some giant beasts had their chests and abdomens pierced by autocannon rounds, blood gushing continuously from the gaping wounds, yet they still charged forward with heads bowed.

Others had their limbs shattered by the shockwaves of artillery shells, rolling forward with their remaining bodies, clawing into the dirt to crawl and charge.

Their Physical Body was fragile under absolute firepower.

But their charging will was far tougher than humanity could ever imagine.

The originally dense artillery coverage relied on wide-area suppression, but once all the Vicious Beasts fully unleashed their Physical Body speed and charged forward recklessly, the hit rate of the artillery plummeted instantly.

Explosions filled the sky, landing behind and beside the herd of beasts.

Fewer and fewer shells were able to hit their bodies directly.

The surviving beast tide, at a tragic cost, stubbornly withstood the ceaseless baptism of firepower, constantly shortening the distance to the military's defensive line.

One hundred meters.

Eighty meters.

Fifty meters.

The pupils of the soldiers on the steel defensive line constricted, their palms instantly soaked in cold sweat.

They had seen routed enemies crushed by artillery fire, and they had seen the Japanese Army flee at the sound of it.

But they had never seen a scene like this.

A group of Vicious Beasts that knew they would die, knew their Physical Body could not withstand the artillery fire, yet relying on the most primitive and savage Physical Body strength, stepping over the corpses of their companions, and braving the ceaseless explosions, they had forced their way to the front of the line.

Tank barrels rapidly lowered, firing hastily at close range.

Boom!

The close-range explosion's fire almost swallowed the giant beasts in the front row.

Rolling dust and smoke obscured their vision.

But before the dust settled, two bloody, massive dark shadows suddenly broke through the smoke and lunged right in front of the tank line.

A heaven-shaking roar suddenly exploded.

It was the roar of pure, savage Physical Body strength colliding with heavy steel armor.

Two blood-drenched giant ape Vicious Beasts leaped several zhang high, their massive fists, covered in thick calluses and armor, slamming heavily onto the turret of the main battle tank!

Clang!

A piercing sound of metal fracturing suddenly erupted.

The thick tank armor instantly buckled and deformed, and the barrel was forcibly knocked askew.

The vehicle shook violently, instruments failed instantly, and the driver was left dizzy, his eardrums ruptured.

Another heavily armored Vicious Beast rammed straight into the vehicle body.

The multi-ton main battle tank was actually shoved aside by this extreme Physical Body brute force, its tracks slipping as it was forced back several meters across the ground!

The defensive line was forcibly breached at one corner.

Mo Yufei stepped over the blood-soaked scorched earth, passing through the sky-filling artillery fire, and walked step by step to the front of the defensive line.

He looked up at the countless terrified figures behind the defensive line, his eyes filled only with cold indifference.

"Mortal artillery fire can indeed shatter flesh and blood."

"But it cannot stop the footsteps with which I intend to level the path ahead."

The remaining beast tide completely broke through the firepower net.

Countless bloody, massive figures crashed into the ranks of the human heavy army.

Close-quarters blood warfare had officially begun.

Smoke and gunpowder rolled across the sky without dissipating, and the close-quarters death match had fully commenced.

The Vicious Beasts that broke through the artillery net were death-defying, carrying the Physical Body brute force that crushed everything, slamming heavily into the military's steel line.

The main battle tanks in the front row were already completely out of control.

The turret that had just been flattened by the giant ape's heavy fist was completely jammed, the barrel was bent and broken, the vehicle's electrical circuits were sparking, and the internal control System was completely destroyed.

The thick tracks were locked tightly by the heavily armored Vicious Beasts, leaving the multi-ton steel war machines unable to move, standing on the battlefield like scrap metal.

Several tank crew members hurriedly pushed open the hatch to escape.

As soon as they poked their heads out, they were locked onto by the massive beast shadows looming over them.

Cold beast eyes looked down from above, and a foul wind mixed with the stench of blood pressed down upon them; the soldiers inside the vehicle instantly went rigid, their pupils filled only with extreme terror.

The surrounding battlefield had already turned into a one-sided crushing.

The infantry formations that could not retreat in time were completely scattered; the high-speed charging Vicious Beasts ignored long-range firearms and focused on close-quarters combat.

Hard beast claws struck down, causing machine gun positions to instantly collapse and deform; thick beast tails swept across, causing improvised fortifications and defensive barriers to completely shatter and crumble.

The advantage of hot weapons completely vanished in zero-distance hand-to-hand combat.

The rifles and submachine guns in the soldiers' hands frantically poured out bullets.

The bullets pierced the Vicious Beasts' flesh, drawing out scalding blood, but only succeeded in inciting the most violent ferocity in their bones.

Despite the ceaseless Physical Body pain, their charging momentum did not diminish in the slightest.

Any soldier who resisted stubbornly or fought to the death had their weapons knocked away and their formations torn apart; under the absolute disparity in Physical Body strength, they were routed, with absolutely no power to fight back.

The army was defeated like a collapsing mountain, and fear instantly spread across the entire defensive line.

Soldiers kept dropping their firearms, looking at the destroyed tanks, fallen comrades, and the ubiquitous massive Vicious Beast bodies around them, their internal Battle Intent completely collapsing.

Just as the beast tide was about to completely slaughter the entire front-line position.

A cold and dignified human voice pierced through all the roars of the battlefield, clearly ringing in the ears of every Vicious Beast and every beast soldier.

Mo Yufei walked slowly over the broken steel wreckage, his body stained with smoke and tiny specks of blood, his eyes cold, his voice resonant and firm.

"All troops, listen to my order."

"Whoever lays down their weapons and kneels in surrender."

"Shall not be killed; I will not harm a hair on their heads."

The military order was like a mountain, every word taking root where it fell.

All the Vicious Beasts rampaging in front of the line paused in unison.

The raised sharp claws suddenly retracted, the giant fists about to strike froze in mid-air, and the violent aura of slaughter instantly subsided by more than half.

This group of blood-drenched, death-defying Vicious Beasts firmly remembered their master's command; even with killing intent surging to the heavens, they still strictly adhered to military discipline and no longer attacked those who had abandoned their weapons.

This scene of extreme contrast left the remaining military soldiers numb with shock.

One second ago, it was a devastating, invincible beast tide of extinction.

The next second, because of a single military order, it forcibly halted its momentum to slaughter the entire defensive line.

The boundary between life and death lay only in the single thought of whether to surrender.

The surviving soldiers completely collapsed.

Some stood frozen in place, hands trembling, clutching the firearms they had long lost the confidence to use, bewildered and at a loss.

More could no longer withstand the fear in their hearts.

Clang.

Standard-issue rifles fell heavily onto the ground covered in scorched earth and rubble.

A soldier's legs went weak, and he knelt miserably on the ground, hands raised high, head buried, completely giving up resistance.

With the first, there were countless others.

The sound of firearms hitting the ground rang out one after another.

The soldiers who had originally resisted stubbornly abandoned their weapons and knelt one after another, kneeling densely across the broken battlefield; no one dared to look up and stare at the black-clad youth and the terrifying beast herd ahead.

The few remaining die-hards on the defensive line still raised their guns to resist.

The outcome was settled in an instant.

Before the Vicious Beasts could even act, high-speed beast shadows instantly closed in, precisely swatting away the firearms and restraining their bodies with absolute force, not taking their lives, but completely stripping them of all ability to resist.

In just a few short minutes.

The heavy-duty main defensive line dispatched by Commander Shi Haidong.

Was completely routed.

Thousands of fully armed soldiers knelt in surrender, dozens of main battle tanks were completely written off, and various artillery and autocannon positions were reduced to ruins.

The smoke slowly drifted away, and the sounds of slaughter on the battlefield gradually subsided.

All that remained was broken steel, scattered bloodstains, and an entire army kneeling in submission.

Mo Yufei stood in the center of the defensive line, looking down at the mortal army that had completely surrendered before him.

His aura was cold and steady, without the madness of a slaughtering victory, only the indifference of someone in total control.

His Immortal Physique was useless in this plane, and all supernatural abilities were sealed.

Yet, relying solely on his overwhelming Physical Body foundation and extremely strict military discipline.

He still forcibly crushed the steel defensive line where firearms reigned supreme.

Benboba spread its wings and landed on a wrecked tank turret, looking at the dense mass of surrendered soldiers below, unable to help but sigh in a low voice.

"Goodness, they couldn't beat us in a fight, and after they surrendered, we didn't kill them; Boss, your caliber is truly on another level, you've got them completely handled."

Mo Yufei's gaze crossed over the kneeling army, looking once again toward the brilliantly lit downtown of Tianzhong City in the night.

There were still heavy troops on the road ahead, and still endless artillery fire.

But he did not stop his footsteps, speaking calmly, and issued an order once more.

"There is no need to guard the surrendered soldiers; restrain the beast herd, and strictly forbid them from harming or disturbing the civilians on their own."

"Rest for a moment, then continue to advance toward the core of Tianzhong City."