Chapter 88: Flesh And Blood Evolution
He Jie was so angry that he jumped like thunder, slapping his ears while cursing loudly, “Fuck you, little bastard!”
His hand gestured two, directing each unit to quickly charge.
He himself charged into the building like a cannonball.
But faster than the hurried footsteps were five grenades, clattering as they rolled out, making He Jie’s vision go black instantly. His hand had just touched the grenade when this bastard actually threw them!
As if the two of them were from the same training camp, with practiced familiarity.
He could only hold his breath and turn to dive to the side.
“Boom boom boom…”
A series of explosion sounds entered indoors. Su Huan hid behind the sandbag and waited a moment before a grenade smashed through the window and was thrown in.
He curled his lips. Sure enough, it was the same old thing.
Throw grenades before entering the room—blast if you can, blow up if you can. This was the basic principle for armed personnel in the early apocalypse.
Later it turned into ability showdowns, like gods fighting.
He closed his eyes and buried his head in the sandbag.
After the flashbang and grenade exploded, without even lifting his head, he directly pulled the trigger.
The long-sealed iron rain 14.5 anti-aircraft machine gun’s two muzzles instantly bloomed with tongues of fire, firing straight at the gate in the center of the building.
In an instant, the explosion sound roared like thunder.
Like thunder god hammering an anvil in the clouds, each strike clear enough to make one’s heart tremble. The people around stared as the ammunition belt surged into the machine gun like a wild horse freed from its reins.
Over ten centimeters of full metal bullet casings jumped and fell to the ground like a tide.
Suddenly, the gunshots stopped.
Rumbling echoes reverberated inside the building.
Su Huan squinted forward and, sure enough, saw a body torn apart by the barrage lying ahead.
Joking aside, being hit head-on by an anti-aircraft machine gun that could take down a helicopter—even if Xiao Ba stood beside him, he couldn’t be saved.
Suddenly, several black figures outside rushed in again, showing no hesitation whatsoever due to their teammate’s death.
“Heh, I know you guys all too well…”
Su Huan sneered, pulled the trigger again, and fired off the remaining bullets.
“Bang bang bang—”
He Jie, who had just rushed in, instantly felt the air in front of him sucked away.
Looking at that twin muzzle, he felt like death was waving at him.
“Up!”
A sudden roar came from his side!
The air in front of him fluctuated suddenly, and the bullets were immediately disturbed, flying upward.
“Pa!”
A faint crisp sound appeared on the forehead of the man who had just shouted.
Following his line of sight as he fell, Aunt Yu was crouched in the corner of the wall, steadily holding a sniper rifle in her hands, though her complexion behind the scope was frighteningly pale.
The airflow grazed his scalp. He Jie, who had snatched his life back from the king of hell, had no time to feel fortunate as he hugged his assault rifle and prepared to vent his anger at Su Huan.
But the next moment, a familiar high-voltage current drilled up from under his feet.
Cold blue electric arcs raced along the water traces on the ground, slashing into his body like a knife.
But this level of electric shock was no big deal for his physique; the muscle-locking side effect from the shock was the real trouble.
Five people were simultaneously hard-controlled in place by Su Huan.
Without needing Su Huan’s reminder, the moment his gunshots stopped, Old San and the others had already opened fire.
He Jie and his group were banking on that split-second opportunity.
Unfortunately, Su Huan went the hard-control route, leaving no chance for them to turn the tables.
High-explosive armor-piercing rounds exploded blood flowers on two people’s faces.
Two others actually rolled on the ground against Su Huan’s current, dodging the armor-piercing rounds aimed at their heads, trying to run outward.
One was He Jie; the other soldier’s body rapidly expanded, like he was mutating.
No, it looked exactly like mutating.
His originally fitted bulletproof vest was suddenly burst by bulging muscles. Tough skin cracked open, revealing streaks of fresh red gashes, and his height rapidly increased.
He charged toward everyone under the barrage.
Su Huan frowned. “Aim for the head and shoot.”
Liang Kuan and the others hurriedly swung their muzzles, unleashing a magazine of high-explosive armor-piercing rounds. The figure in the midst of dramatic change fell headless to the ground.
“Thud…”
The body continued to expand, from originally over 1.7 meters tall to 2.3 or 2.4 meters, with arms as thick as a normal person’s thigh.
Like a mass of madly proliferating flesh and blood.
The entire battle from start to finish lasted less than half a minute—extremely brief. Even Lu Xiao, who considered himself highly capable, was shocked beyond words.
Especially the combat quality and bizarre abilities these people displayed.
He would struggle to handle any one of them.
Yet this group was beaten so miserably by Su Huan. Six came in total; except for the leader, all perished here.
Whether putting himself in Su Huan’s shoes or He Jie’s.
He admitted he couldn’t do any better.
Saying it that way sounded a bit like self-praise… In reality, no matter which side he imagined himself on, he would be the one slaughtered.
Lu Xiao let out a long sigh.
Su Huan naturally didn’t pay attention to his expression. He first gave two shots to each corpse on the ground, then checked on everyone’s condition.
Very good.
Not a single one was puking their guts out like in movies or TV dramas.
Just that Little Aunt’s complexion was pale enough to make one’s heart ache.
He had noticed the grace of that earlier shot, so he shot her an appreciative look.
Most of the people hiding in the corner had their attention on the corpses or that equipment.
Only one line of sight fell on Yu Yue, carrying a hint of envy and barely detectable jealousy.
“What is this thing?”
Old San kicked the expanded flesh and blood giant on the ground with his foot.
Blood gushed from the chest cavity.
Someone said uncertainly, “This is… a mutation, right?”
Old San cursed back without thinking, “Bullshit, do you think I don’t know it’s a mutation?”
Inside the vehicle, except for the train conductor and woman child, Old San cursed everyone!
Su Huan glanced at the corpse on the ground and shook his head. “This isn’t a mutation. It’s just one evolution path of the manufacturer.”
“Manufacturer?”
Hearing this term, Yu Yue, who had been lost in thought nearby, suddenly looked up. Her eyes showed horror as she stared at the corpse on the ground.
“Don’t overthink it. This is just an extreme evolution path. Normal manufacturers focus on external objects, like machinery, motorcycle, weapons, or even various black tech products. But a very small portion of people treat bone and flesh and blood as mecha, pursuing extreme evolution…”
Su Huan gave a simple explanation to comfort Yu Yue.
But there was one thing he didn’t tell the truth about.
This wasn’t a very small portion…
Many manufacturers, to pursue early combat power, would take the flesh and blood evolution path.
Those with talent break through the limits of life; those without break through the bottom line of ethics.
And thus, there were those who played with taboos.
