202: Chapter 202 Flame Aura

Chen Fan watched the wriggling tentacle from afar, his eyes flickering slightly.

"9527, there is another type of octopus that is a few sizes smaller than you. What are those?"

A moment later, 9527 replied, "Substandard replicas, infe... inferior."

"If I kill them, will new ones be sent to take their place?"

"No, they are only delivered regularly in batches."

"I see."

Chen Fan nodded, blew the tentacle to pieces with a single shot, and retreated back into the factory.

The surrounding armed forces had already hidden behind cover, reporting constantly into their headsets.

"How did they track my location?"

Chen Fan was somewhat puzzled and scanned his entire body.

A moment later, he dug a tiny, silver-white particle out of a seam in his clothes.

"So this thing can track me?"

"And it can actually stay attached to me even after I've opened the Spirit Realm?"

Frowning slightly, Chen Fan activated Exploration, and the particles on his body were revealed one by one.

Quickly cleaning off the attached particles, Chen Fan activated Ghost Walk and slowly circled behind a lone man in black.

"Recruit."

"Spirit Control."

[Recruitment Successful: Gang Yao Soldier x1]

"Uh..." The man in black had just started to speak when his whole body shuddered, and his head drooped. The pistol he had just raised clattered to the ground.

The sudden movement aroused the suspicion of the surrounding soldiers. Five soldiers in black approached simultaneously.

"What's wrong?" They looked suspiciously at the man in black with his head hanging low.

"Nothing, I just bumped my head."

"..."

"A greenhorn, stupid as they come."

"Damn it, what bad luck, messing up even on a mission."

Although the soldier's tone was a bit strange, the five of them assumed it was because he was on his first mission and was nervous.

After cursing a couple of times, the five of them slowly moved behind an obstacle to the side.

However, just as they were vigilantly aiming at the warehouse again, Chen Fan's figure appeared behind them.

"Recruit, Spirit Control."

"Uh..."

[Recruitment Successful: Gang Yao Soldier x5]

"As expected, as long as there is no octopus parasite, I can Recruit them."

"In that case, I can Recruit some soldiers before the Players arrive."

"Once they reach the coastline, I will bring the troops over to provide support."

The corners of his mouth curled up gradually.

After waiting five minutes, Chen Fan turned invisible again and wove through the remaining soldiers.

Soon, the remaining hundred or so soldiers were all recruited by Chen Fan.

[Gang Yao Soldier x132]

The soldiers who had lost their intelligence had extremely stiff facial expressions; if one looked closely, the difference was obvious at a glance.

Fortunately, these soldiers were fully armed and wearing face shields; otherwise, over a hundred people with stiff expressions would have been exposed instantly.

While he was thinking, many dense footsteps came from all directions.

"More?" Chen Fan raised an eyebrow slightly. "Come on, the more the merrier."

Changing into a Gang Yao soldier's uniform, Chen Fan returned to the ranks.

Soon, several hundred more people, led by their captain, surrounded the area.

"What's the situation inside?" The captain looked at the miserably dead bodies and the octopus that had turned into sewage, felt a chill in his heart, and asked in a low voice.

Chen Fan leaned in and whispered, "There was an exchange of fire for a few rounds, but now there is no movement."

"Are you sure they are still inside?"

"Sure, definitely, and absolutely inside!"

"Very good, soldier, you have done well. If there is an opportunity, I will promote you for advanced training at headquarters."

The captain patted Chen Fan's shoulder hard and then took the thermal conductivity device handed to him by other soldiers.

Chen Fan curled his lip. Was it for advanced training, or to go to headquarters and get parasitized?

Just thinking about an octopus burrowing into his body gave Chen Fan the creeps.

Shaking his head, Chen Fan slowly retreated. The 132 soldiers also gathered around.

"Recruit, Spirit Control!"

This time, with his soldier identity, Chen Fan quickly recruited all 300 soldiers, leaving only the captain.

"Damn it, there is no one inside! That soldier, get over here!"

The captain shouted in a low voice and turned his head. Looking at the soldiers surrounding him, he felt something was wrong: "What are you surrounding me for? Find cover!"

Slap— A soldier patted the captain's head from behind.

"Insolent!" The captain roared and turned his head.

Immediately, another slap came from behind.

"Damn you, who is it?!" Just as he turned back, a soldier behind him kicked him.

"Fine, fine, fine, are you all rebelling?"

The captain laughed in anger and raised his gun, making a few gestures.

However, the soldiers were completely fearless. They knocked him down and immediately started with the "Shadowless Kicks of Foshan."

With wails echoing, this captain was actually kicked to death.

The octopus that crawled out was also shot dead by Chen Fan.

After discovering the captain's death, the command post, unaware of the situation, sent two more teams for support.

However, Chen Fan repeated his old trick, and the number of soldiers rose to one thousand.

After several consecutive waves of support failed inexplicably, the command post finally sensed something was wrong.

Top floor of the Central Building. A night had passed, and the place had already been renovated.

"Elder Zhu, there is something strange at the warehouse. All the teams sent there have lost contact."

The old man named Elder Zhu nodded: "The last person who came to support, you didn't even see him before he died?"

"Yes, Elder Zhu. When the death notice came from headquarters, no one had seen him."

Elder Zhu's eyelids twitched, and he looked toward the warehouse.

A moment later, his expression hardened: "Take a squad and come with me to the Mechanical Dragon."

"Yes! Commander-in-Chief!"

Commander Zhu made the most correct choice without any information.

After all, in the entire city, there was nowhere safer than inside the Mechanical Dragon.

The group hurried downstairs, and five minutes later, the hundred-meter-long Mechanical Dragon took off vertically.

After a while, it flew to hover above the abandoned warehouse.

Chen Fan, hiding in the pile of soldiers, had discovered it the moment the Mechanical Dragon approached.

After hesitating for a moment, he decided to disguise himself as a soldier.

After all, as long as he could return to the troops with them, it would be like a dragon entering the abyss!

In the sky, Commander Zhu looked down in confusion.

"What are they hiding there for?"

"Report, the initial order was to surround the warehouse and wait for support. They might still be waiting."

"Several captains have already died, what are they waiting for?"

"This..." The captain accompanying Commander Zhu was also somewhat puzzled. He thought of the most likely scenario: "Perhaps the captains' communication equipment was destroyed, and no one issued new orders?"

"..." Commander Zhu frowned, his opinion of Gang Yao Metropolis worsening even further.

Are they all pigs? If they don't have communication equipment, don't they know to send someone back to report? Making me run over here in the middle of the night.

"Fire, destroy the warehouse!"

"Yes! Commander Zhu!" The captain shuddered and immediately pressed the fire button.

Suddenly, shells filled the sky, flying out from the cannon muzzles on the Mechanical Dragon's wings.

Under Chen Fan's command, the soldiers scattered and fled.

The artillery fire fell, instantly swallowing the warehouse.

Not feeling satisfied, Commander Zhu even slammed down on a red button.

A burst of noise rang out, and the Mechanical Dragon's mouth slowly opened, revealing a fiery red light.

Roar— A hoarse, low roar sounded, and flames over a thousand meters long spewed out from the Mechanical Dragon's mouth.

In an instant, the area around the warehouse was burned into a barren zone. All the surrounding trees, and even the topsoil, were completely incinerated.