330: Chapter 324 Frontline

This is the V-9 defensive line, the most brutal meat grinder in the Milky Way Galaxy.

Zeus's voice echoed in the cockpit.

According to regulations, all newly arrived mercenaries must first report to 'Zhenyu,' the largest military base on the front line, for mission assignment.

I have already sent the coordinates to your navigation system.

Song Yang did not speak; he turned and returned to the pilot's seat.

Set new target: Zhenyu Base.

Command confirmed. Planning route, avoiding major combat zones...

The silver spaceship nimbly turned, weaving through the edge of the battlefield like a slippery fish.

Occasionally, stray bullets and the shockwaves of explosions swept past, causing ripples in the spaceship's energy shield, but it ultimately remained unscathed.

Half an hour later, a massive metallic planet appeared in view.

It was forged entirely of metal, its surface covered in dense arrays of turrets and landing platforms, with countless warships moving in and out, forming a torrent of steel.

This place was the general command headquarters for the human side of the V-9 war zone: Zhenyu Base.

Under the guidance of the intelligent system, Song Yang's spaceship landed smoothly at a designated private berth.

Stepping out of the ship, an atmosphere of grim, iron-blooded severity washed over him.

The wide corridors were filled with soldiers coming and going, all wearing various types of armor.

Their steps were hurried, their expressions cold and stern, and they all bore more or less traces of battle.

Song Yang noticed that everyone passing by exuded powerful energy fluctuations, with even the weakest seemingly reaching the peak of the War God level.

And at some key command posts, he even sensed a few scorching, majestic auras.

Those people were undoubtedly Cosmic Level Experts.

Just by standing there, they seemed to be the anchor of the entire base.

Song Yang walked to a self-service terminal and entered his temporary identity information.

Mercenary G-T886, identity confirmed.

Based on your strength assessment, the system recommends the following mission areas for you.

A star map unfolded before Song Yang, marking several high-risk red zones.

Song Yang's fingertip tapped lightly on one of the earthy-yellow planets.

Designation T-37, abandoned mining planet. Currently a highly infiltrated zone. Mission objective: Free hunt. Earn points based on the level of Zerg killed to exchange for military merit.

Mission accepted. We wish you success in battle.

There was no unnecessary chatter; the entire process was simple and efficient.

Returning to the berth, Song Yang boarded his spaceship once again.

Destination: T-37 mining planet.

The spaceship took off again, quickly leaving Zhenyu Base behind and flying toward the lonely, earthy-yellow planet suspended in the starry sky.

As the distance closed, the full view of the planet became clearer.

The entire surface of the planet was pitted and scarred, covered in massive impact craters and mining marks. There was no green of life to be seen, only a dead, earthy yellow.

This planet has a very thin atmosphere, gravity is 50 times that of Earth, and surface radiation is very high; it is not suitable for ordinary humans to survive.

Zeus broadcasted the planet's data.

But for you, it should have no impact.

The spaceship landed slowly on a relatively flat Gobi desert, kicking up a large cloud of dust.

The hatch opened, and Song Yang walked out, holding his long spear.

Looking around, desolation was the only theme here.

However, the moment Song Yang stepped out of the spaceship, the ground beneath his feet suddenly trembled violently.

Boom!

Boom!

Accompanied by heavy footsteps, several massive mounds of earth around him on the Gobi exploded.

Five giant beetles, up to a hundred meters tall, burrowed out from underground.

Their appearance resembled praying mantises from Earth, but their size had been magnified countless times.

Hahaha, after waiting for three days, we finally found one alone!

Look at this spaceship; it's pitifully small. There can't be anyone important inside.

It's a greenhorn! Brothers, we're having an extra meal today!

The lead giant insect emitted a harsh psychic wave.

They surrounded Song Yang, their massive shadows completely engulfing him.

In front of these behemoths, Song Yang's figure appeared incredibly small.

A little guy dares to come to T-37 alone; he really doesn't know how to spell 'death'.

Another giant insect shook its massive head, its sickle-like forelimbs slowly raising to aim at Song Yang.

Let me crush him!

It swung its forelimb down violently, hacking at Song Yang's head.

This strike was enough to cleave a small frigate in two.

Facing this thunderous strike, Song Yang didn't even lift an eyelid.

He just stood there calmly.

Just at the moment before the cold-glinting sickle was about to descend.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

With Song Yang as the center, the hard rocky ground beneath his feet cracked open without warning.

Countless scarlet vines, like awakened venomous snakes, burst out wildly from underground!

The moment they appeared, they wrapped around the five giant beetles with a speed exceeding lightning.

What the hell is this?!

The giant insect that had swung its sickle let out a scream.

Its forelimbs were tightly bound by dozens of vines; no matter how much force it exerted, it couldn't advance even a fraction of an inch.

Immediately after, more vines wrapped around its body, its limbs, and its neck.

Ah!!

The shrill scream resonated across this Gobi desert through psychic waves.

The barbs on the vines pierced deeply into its hard carapace, crazily draining its life energy.

The other four giant insects were also stunned by this sudden turn of events.

But before they could react, they were completely submerged by the tsunami of vines surging from all directions.

Countless vines wrapped around their massive bodies layer by layer, tightening, and tightening again!

The sounds of bones shattering echoed one after another.

The indestructible Zerg carapace was as fragile as paper in front of these eerie vines.

It was only a matter of a few breaths.

The five arrogant hundred-meter-tall giant insects were strangled to death and torn apart!

Green fluids, shattered internal organs, and carapace fragments fell like rain from the sky, staining the ground for hundreds of meters into a messy, dark green.

After tearing the enemies apart, those crazy vines disappeared behind Song Yang, as if they had never appeared.

Song Yang looked up toward a sand dune in the distance.

He spoke calmly toward the empty space.

Watched for so long, it's time to come out, isn't it?

Sand grains slid down with a rustle, and four distinct figures slowly rose from beneath the yellow sand.

They were completely different from those five big dummies earlier.

These four Zerg were only about three meters tall, their forms closer to human, covered entirely in dark purple carapace, with exposed dark red muscle tissue at the joints.

Their arms were two one-meter-long bone sickles, and they had a pair of thin wings on their backs, vibrating gently.

They didn't make a sound, just stared fixedly at Song Yang with four pairs of scarlet compound eyes.

That plant ability of yours is indeed very eerie.

After a long while, the lead sickle-insect emitted a psychic wave, its voice much clearer and calmer than the previous giant insects.

To be able to instantly strangle five soldier insects, your strength should rank within the top 10,000 on this planet.

Unfortunately, you encountered us.

Another sickle-insect continued, its psychic wave carrying a hint of cruel amusement, "We are the 'Shadow Hunters,' specializing in hunting guys like you who have special abilities."

Your vines rely on surprise and physical strangulation.

The third sickle-insect added, "But can their toughness withstand highly corrosive acid? Can their speed be faster than our slashes?"

The fourth sickle-insect didn't speak, simply crossing its bone sickles in front of its chest, assuming a combat stance.

The four of them had blocked all of Song Yang's retreat routes.

This was clearly a well-coordinated hunting squad.

They had observed in secret for a long time, believing they had completely seen through Song Yang's trump card.

Are you done?

Song Yang's response was only four short words.

You don't know what death is!

The lead Shadow Hunter was enraged by Song Yang's attitude.

It let out a sharp psychic roar, and its figure instantly vanished from its spot.

When it reappeared, it had arrived at Song Yang's left side, the bone sickle in its hand tracing a tricky arc, aiming straight for Song Yang's neck!

The other three Shadow Hunters moved simultaneously as well.

They launched a surprise attack from three different directions at a speed difficult for the naked eye to track.

No testing, a lethal strike from the very beginning!

Their speed was indeed very fast, fast enough that most human soldiers wouldn't even be able to react.

However, in Song Yang's perception, their movements were incomparably clear.

Just at the moment before the four bone sickles were about to touch his body.

Hum—

A slight hum of a spear.

Song Yang moved.

He did not retreat, nor did he dodge; instead, he took a step forward.

With just this step, the long spear in his hand seemed to come alive.

A flash of the spear.

Pssh!

The Shadow Hunter that had initiated the attack stopped abruptly.

Its chest was completely pierced through by the pitch-black spear tip.

Dark purple blood dripped slowly down the spear shaft.

Its scarlet compound eyes were filled with disbelief.

It hadn't seen at all how Song Yang had thrust his spear.

How... how is this possible...

It struggled to emit one final psychic wave, after which its entire body was shattered by the terrifying power contained within the spear.

Killed in one strike!

The attacks of the other three Shadow Hunters also paused for a moment due to this sudden scene.

When experts cross swords, a split second is enough to determine life and death.

Song Yang flicked his wrist, withdrawing the spear and bringing up a spray of purple blood.

He didn't pause in the slightest; his body turned with the momentum, and the spear swept out horizontally.

Bang!

The bone sickle of the Shadow Hunter on the right was precisely blocked by the spear shaft, the immense force causing it to stagger.

Before it could steady itself, Song Yang's spear tip had already changed direction, thrusting violently from bottom to top!

Swish!

A black and red light flashed by.

The Shadow Hunter was cut in two at the waist, its upper body flying far away, internal organs and body fluids spilling all over the ground.

In the blink of an eye, two of the four were gone.

The remaining two Shadow Hunters finally felt fear.

Their pride-and-joy speed was simply a joke in front of this human!

Retreat!

Retreat quickly!

Without hesitation, they turned and tried to escape into the sandy ground.

Want to leave?

The long spear in Song Yang's hand flew out of his grasp.

The pitch-black spear traced a straight black line in the air, overtaking the target, instantly catching up to one of the Shadow Hunters, piercing through its back and pinning it firmly to the Gobi desert.

The Zerg struggled twice before completely falling silent.

Song Yang's figure appeared in front of the last Shadow Hunter, blocking its path.

The Shadow Hunter stiffened, its compound eyes revealing a human-like despair.

It opened its mouth, seemingly wanting to beg for mercy.

But Song Yang did not give it that chance.

The spear tip thrust out.

The bug's head instantly exploded like a tomato being squeezed.

From the start of the battle to the end, it took no more than a dozen breaths.

A well-laid hunting squad had been slaughtered by Song Yang in a near-crushing manner.

But Song Yang knew that since it was a battlefield, it would never stay this easy forever.