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Chapter 847 - 509: Jiangshan Worthy of Hero’s Tears, Brandishing the Sword to Pierce the Skies!

Chapter 847: Chapter 509: Jiangshan Worthy of Hero’s Tears, Brandishing the Sword to Pierce the Skies!

’Slurp’

Hearing that eerie sound, the chainsaw murderer’s face hadn’t fully revealed its terror before Big Lead had already heavily smashed onto it, completely shattering his facial bones.

It was only after the chainsaw murderer’s body thunderously hit the ground that Zhao Qianhui had the chance to look back.

What he saw was a young man wearing a magical formal attire.

It was he who had grabbed the chainsaw and used a lead ball to knock down the chainsaw murderer.

"Li... Li! Fuck, it’s great you’re still alive!" Zhao Qianhui was overjoyed; he recognized Li Changhe’s attire.

But Li Changhe didn’t respond to him, instead, a somewhat unfamiliar female voice sounded from behind him.

"Let’s go, this place isn’t safe," Yun Ting’s figure emerged behind Li Changhe. Her hair flowing, she controlled Li Changhe’s arm, lifting up Old Lead and smashing it several times on the body of the chainsaw murderer. Just to prevent him from resurrecting in some godforsaken place. Of course, most Abnormalities couldn’t withstand several hits from Old Lead. Yun Ting was just being cautious.

Earlier, she had followed the sound of gunfire from this direction. She didn’t expect to run into an acquaintance.

Now, there wasn’t time to say much to Zhao Qianhui. Yun Ting’s hair surged, pulling Zhao Qianhui and darting towards the outside of the house.

Her senses had already detected some Terror Devils noticing this place and were closing in.

"Do you have a way to contact the team?" Yun Ting’s hair stretched out like spider legs, moving swiftly between the houses while she spoke, "Right now, his condition is a bit off; he needs external support."

Facing a member of the Demon Beast Species, Zhao Qianhui wasn’t afraid—at least of all since this one was Li Changhe’s sister.

During this time, he had experienced too many battles and dangers. From initial excitement to terror, then to numbness, he was no longer fazed by it.

Just a bit dizzy from being dragged, so, suppressing the discomfort in his stomach, he quickly replied, "No, Sister Yun! There are no signals inside the disaster fog!"

Zhao Qianhui was now wearing the official Great Wall Special Forces battle dress, which had the capability for radio communication in its helmet.

But inside the disaster fog, to defend against technologically advanced Terror Devils, the officials had cut off almost all signals.

The actions of the small squads often relied on [Players] who were team leaders to command and coordinate.

After all, technologically advanced Terror Devils, like robot factories, might invade communication signals and issue erroneous commands.

Such disasters are irreversible; the official signal cutoff is understandable.

But without a Player nearby, the squads lose the ability to communicate, just like now.

"Is there a special contingency plan?" Yun Ting asked. The officials should have plans for this, considering the complex nature of battles and the constant risk of team members getting separated.

"Yes! We have gunfire and signal flares, as well as illumination flares. I’ve been learning all this during this time. Unfortunately, there were too many Terror Devils and vines during the evacuation. Even with these means of assembly, they scattered us," Zhao Qianhui patted the signal gun on his waist and quickly said, "And in the current situation, neither of these can be used."

Indeed, in the current environment.

Once you fire a gun, the Terror Devils will find the shooter.

Not to mention signal flares, visibility is too low in this weather. It’s uncertain if anyone will see it, and they would also be discovered in advance by the Terror Devils.

Aside from the different Safe Zones, there’s no such thing as safety elsewhere. Hundreds of thousands of Terror Devils are lurking in every corner of this city.

"Should we find a place to hide and wait for my little brother to recover, or should we try to get as close to a Safe Zone as possible?" Yun Ting considered in her mind.

There seemed to be just these two options for now.

If Li Changhe regained consciousness, with his combat power, as long as he was not facing multiple Council Terror Demons, there wouldn’t be much to worry about.

But his current condition was poor, a surge of various negative emotions filled his mind, and his consciousness was in a blurred state. He didn’t know when he would recover.

However, lingering in the outer world for too long was not safe. If their hiding spot were discovered, facing an onslaught of Terror Devils, Yun Ting would be overwhelmed.

And in such an environment, taking him through the disaster fog to the Safe Zone was extremely dangerous.

Due to the storm’s influence, Yun Ting didn’t even know where they were at that moment. To move rashly was to risk getting lost in the blizzard.

Unfortunately, if only she could use [Spirit Mark], Yun Ting, transformed into the Assassin Heroic Spirit, could have stealthily backstabbed her way there.

At that moment, the sky a hundred meters away suddenly lit up. It was as if a fireball had ascended into the sky. That was...

"It’s our illumination flare!" Zhao Qianhui shouted, "It’s comrades who are also lost in the storm!"

To release an illumination flare at this time? Wouldn’t that attract the attention of a large number of Terror Devils? They could be surrounded, right?

Yun Ting thought quickly.

No... if the Terror Devils could see it, so could humans!

Those who were lost nearby, despite knowing that the Terror Devils could spot the flare, would still head towards the area where it was fired.

Individuals or small groups couldn’t survive in such an environment; they would definitely go to regroup.

As long as they could withstand the encirclement of the Terror Devils for a while, human reinforcements might arrive. This could be their last chance!

Having made up her mind, Yun Ting, controlling her hair, released Zhao Qianhui and asked him.

"I plan to take little brother there to gather with the human troops and wait for rescue. You should guess how dangerous it would be."

"Sister Yun, I’m not boasting—I feel like I am a martial arts prodigy!" Zhao Qianhui bragged without hesitation.

Then, he took out a ginseng whisker from his pocket, chewed it, and said, "Before, Li risked his life to buy us time. Now, it’s my turn to protect this kid. I believe my comrades would think the same!"

In the previous retreat operation, the figure of the Azure Flame meeting the Withered Rose had been deeply etched in everyone’s eyes. Naturally, now that Li needed help, Old Zhao would not shirk the responsibility!

Afterwards, Old Zhao took out the signal gun and fired a red flare towards the direction of the distant illumination flare in response.

The signal flare, like a meteor, streaked through the snowstorm. The specially-made ammunition could illuminate the night even under extreme weather conditions.

This signal flare conveyed the message to hold this ground!

As Zhao Qianhui’s signal flare cut through the blizzard,

Signal flares soared one after another into the sky. The soldiers responded in succession.

Hold this ground!

Hold this ground, we’ll arrive soon, to life and death together!

The Terror Devils were ecstatic, for them, a killing feast was about to begin!

And the soldiers were fearless, their spirits soaring with ambition.

At this moment, even if they died, they would tear a chunk from the bodies of the Terror Devils! To give humanity one more advantage!

Jiangshan does not fail the tears of heroes, let the sword break through the skies!