118: Departure to Desperate Places

Lin Feng, holding the unconscious Su Qingxue, and using spatial power to envelop the equally gravely injured Xia Yan and Yue Xi, instantly appeared at the entrance of the medical camp at the logistics supply base.

"Doctor! We have injured here!"

Lin Feng's voice was not loud, but it clearly spread throughout the noisy camp.

The medics, who had long been standing by, immediately rushed over. When they saw the three girls, weak and unconscious, expressions of horror appeared on their faces.

"It's the Jinghua University practical team!"

"Quick! Prepare the highest Rank healing Spells!"

"Their life Qi is very weak, especially the red-haired girl; she has a fatal penetrating wound to her chest!"

The entire medical camp instantly fell into a tense yet orderly bustle.

Lin Feng carefully handed the three girls over to the professional medical personnel.

He glanced at Su Qingxue, who was being rapidly pushed into the emergency room, and a hint of imperceptible coldness flashed in his golden Dragon eyes.

Then, he turned around, without the slightest hesitation, and walked directly towards the base's exit.

"Stop!"

A low shout, full of authority and unquestionable command, came from the temporary command post not far away.

Immediately after, a capable-looking young military officer, wearing the standard uniform of the Eastern Theater Command, walked quickly towards him.

It was Li Mo, the Deputy Director of the Logistics Department.

Behind him were several elite military officers, equally powerful in Qi, their gazes like the sharpest blades.

They completely surrounded Lin Feng.

"Student Lin Feng."

Li Mo's face was devoid of any expression, only an iron-like coldness.

"I need an explanation."

"Why is your team all gravely injured?"

"Why are you unharmed?"

"And, what exactly did you encounter?"

Each of his questions was like the most precise surgical knife, full of scrutiny and suspicion.

Lin Feng looked at him and calmly shook his head.

"I don't have time to explain now."

"I need a detailed map of all high-energy reaction zones within the war zone."

"And..."

He paused, then said, word for word: "An independent right of action that will not be disturbed by anyone."

"Absurd!"

Li Mo hadn't even spoken yet.

A hot-tempered Captain behind him, with the ID [Explosive Genius], was the first to lose his temper!

"Kid! Who do you think you are?!"

"This is a battlefield! Not your Jinghua University playground!"

"You, a student who isn't even a soldier yet, what right do you have to negotiate terms with us here?!"

However, Lin Feng no longer paid attention to their doubts.

He merely slowly raised his hand.

He opened his data terminal, which had the highest authority.

Then he input a set of three-dimensional coordinates that he had just extracted through Analysis from his fragmented memories.

[Coordinates: Abyssal Plane · Seventh War Zone · Blackrock Fortress]

[Performing spatial positioning...]

[Positioning successful!]

[Detecting a super high-intensity spatial barrier at the target point...]

[Attempting forced Breakthrough...]

[Breakthrough requires consumption of Divinity * 1...]

[Confirm?]

Lin Feng looked at the cold System prompt, his face devoid of any expression.

He directly selected 'Yes'.

Then he took out the [Core of Order] that he had always treasured.

"Buzz!"

A terrifying spatial fluctuation, filled with divinity and order, powerful enough to make the entire logistics base tremble violently, instantly erupted centered on Lin Feng's body!

The space in front of him cracked inch by inch like the most fragile glass!

A temporary teleportation gate, dark as ink, filled with the unknown and death, slowly condensed into shape!

"This is a plane teleportation gate?!"

Li Mo and all the elite military officers behind him, who had been full of doubt and disdain, when they saw that miracle, which only existed in legends.

Their faces were instantly replaced by an unprecedented horror and disbelief!

They finally understood why the Guardian God of the capital had personally issued that incredibly inconceivable highest secret order for such a young man!

But Lin Feng did not look at the Mortals who had been completely awestruck by him.

He merely, under the gaze filled with horror and disbelief.

Stepped forward.

His entire being transformed into an invisible fluctuation, instantly disappearing into the Abyssal Gate, which was filled with the unknown and death.

Leaving only a faint statement, filled with calmness and indifference, slowly echoing within the dead silent base: "Take good care of them."

When the dark teleportation gate, filled with the unknown and death, slowly closed and finally disappeared, Li Mo and the elite military officers behind him, who had been full of vigilance, stood rooted to the spot like they had been petrified, unmoving.

On their faces, the horror from the extreme shock had not yet faded.

"He... he really... went alone?"

A scout Captain with the ID [Eagle Eye], his voice filled with uncontrollable dryness. His talent gave him extraordinary vision; he could clearly see that behind that teleportation gate was a purely Abyssal landscape, filled with sulfur and flames.

"Crazy... he's simply a madman!" Another hot-tempered Captain [Explosive Genius] couldn't help but curse under his breath, but the contempt in his eyes was gone, replaced only by a deep, incomprehensible shock.

That was the Abyssal Camp! This name, for all soldiers in the Eastern Theater Command, was like a forbidden existence.

It was the nest of the Abyssal Seventh Legion, an absolute forbidden zone that even the frontline main forces only dared to scout from afar, and from which not a single living scout had ever successfully returned!

According to the scattered intelligence that the military had exchanged for countless costs, not only were there tens of thousands of Abyssal Knight legions of Rank 50 and above patrolling non-stop twenty-four hours a day, but there was also a legendary [Abyssal Archduke] of at least Rank 70 personally stationed there!

Even their strongest commander in the Eastern Theater Command—[Iron-Blooded God of War] Long Zhan, that man of Rank 75, dared not step half a step into that land of death alone!

And now, an unknown, even unregistered, new student Lin Feng, actually went alone.

This was no longer bravery; this was simply an incredible suicide!

"How powerful is he, to dare to make such a decision?" A young staff officer murmured to himself, his worldview greatly impacted.

Everyone's faces were solemn; they simply could not comprehend Lin Feng's actions.