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Chapter 332: Which Side Is the Army?

The soldiers took advantage of the cover of night to silently approach the edge of the wall. Members at the front formed a makeshift human ladder, allowing their comrades at the back to quickly scale the wall.

Also participating in the operation were two task teams transferred from overseas branches, along with five members of the Arbitration Court who had just suppressed a demon. Their lineup was undeniably powerful.

After seeing off all the assault teams into Beitian Academy, Xiao Canong turned back to the car to begin commanding the overall situation.

On the electronic map, he could clearly see the position of each agent on his side, and the densely clustered light dots were evenly spreading out, forming a pincer shape as they entered the building area of the compound. The troops advanced swiftly, and within a few minutes, they already controlled a third of Beitian Academy’s area.

Such smooth progress was not surprising.

Even in the context of a major battlefield, this was an extremely capable special infiltration force. They were not only well-equipped but also supported by Ability Users. Although Beitian Academy was among the top in the medical industry, they were essentially just ordinary people. Even if there were two or three Ability Users, they were not skilled in life-or-death combat, and there was a fundamental disparity in strength between the two sides. Coupled with the element of surprise, most people would still be dreaming when they became captives of the agency.

The only people Xiao Canong had to guard against were the Wanderers.

However, it could be that the Wanderers were already no longer in Beitian Academy—it was possible that when they captured Honglian, these people had already realized their plot had been exposed. Even if they could save Honglian, the enemy definitely didn’t have the strength to confront the agency directly, otherwise, why hide? In this situation, escaping with their tails between their legs was the best option.

He hoped he arrived fast enough to prevent the Wanderers from having the time to take the heavily injured Elorie away.

She was currently in the medical building located behind Cyan Grass Hall, and the fastest advancing team was only 200 meters away from that building.

"This is Megan Hart, we can already visually identify the target building," reported Megan, the leader of Task Force Six, while making a fist gesture to the rest of the troops. "Hold on, someone’s coming."

Through the night vision device, they could see two gray figures in reflective uniforms walking out of Cyan Grass Hall.

This was also the first batch of living people they encountered since entering Beitian Academy.

"These should be the security guards, right?" whispered another team member, Yake. "Security guards aren’t on the list of captives."

According to the orders from higher-ups, they were to capture as many prisoners as possible to extract reliable information from them. However, in actual combat, prisoners could slow down the team’s movements, so unless necessary, no one wanted to carry burdens so early, especially low-value burdens.

Megan agreed with this judgment, "Take them out on the spot when they pass the edge of the grass, and drag the bodies into the bushes."

There might be some traces of blood on the road, but that’s a problem for the logistics team to solve.

Light laughter could be heard through the earphones.

After holding back for so long, they finally got to shoot, which was undoubtedly a relaxing moment for everyone—shooting these people was no different from shooting live targets, anyway, they couldn’t see anything.

Megan saw at least four team members spread out behind the rockery, aiming their guns at the security guards.

When they reached the designated position, the guns fired, and the specially designed silencers almost perfectly suppressed the sound and muzzle flash, bullets accurately hitting their heads, chests, abdomens... You couldn’t see the blood splatter, but you could observe the targets staggering when hit.

However, the two didn’t fall. Instead, they paused in place.

"What’s happening?" Megan frowned. Missing at this distance was impossible.

Just as he spoke, stone chips erupted from the rockery.

The few team members holding guns had their heads blown off!

Warm blood splattered like a flower in bloom under the night vision device.

"It’s a gunfight!"

"Someone’s shooting at us!" The team channel instantly erupted.

This turn of events left Megan stunned. Isn’t Jiang City a gun-restricted area? How could the security guards be equipped with automatic rifles? Moreover, judging from the barely audible gunshots, the enemy was also equipped with silencers, seemingly having long awaited this night battle.

But years of training quickly snapped him out of his shock, "Watch both sides, the bullets are coming from the flanks!"

"Damn it, they’re wearing isolation suits! I can’t see their position!"

"Quickly switch to low-light—" the voice abruptly cut off.

The fight went from zero to full intensity in seconds, with the concentrated firepower keeping them pinned down. Megan was shocked to find that the enemy blended almost seamlessly with the cold night scene, making it difficult to distinguish them with infrared night vision. Only by switching to low-light mode could they vaguely make out the figures hiding in the shadow of the pavilion.

"Six team encountering ambush! Requesting support!" Megan shouted over the radio.

However, cries erupted across the integrated channel, as if every squad simultaneously discovered the enemy and was with all engaged in fierce battles.

This is ridiculous, right?

Were they attacking a civilian hospital or a fortified military base?

"Rally to me, concentrate fire on the left!" Megan shouted as he fired relentlessly toward the left, directing his subordinates to tighten their formation. This was clearly a trap; they couldn’t stay here any longer. They had to retreat quickly.

Meanwhile, he glanced toward Cyan Grass Hall; those two security guards were still alive... They had been shot several times but still hadn’t completely fallen.

Concentrated fire achieved results, forcing the enemy to cease their barrage and temporarily retreat behind cover. Seizing this respite, they immediately regrouped and pulled back.

Then Megan saw something that made his hair stand on end—someone holding a long tube climbed onto a small pavilion and knelt, taking aim at them.

Private rifles were one thing... but how could Beitian Academy have something like this!?

Megan screamed a gut-wrenching warning, "R—P—G—!"

In an instant, vivid flames burst from the tube, lighting up the night pavilion.

...

Fu Jiaolu tossed away the gun with empty bullets and charged at the "Fly Man" in front of him, whose reaction was noticeably slower. Only when Fu Jiaolu got close did he hurriedly reach for the dagger at his waist.

The opponent spat out incomprehensible words, his dagger thrusting forward with no discernible technique, which Fu Jiaolu easily dodged by sidestepping. With one hand, he thrust toward the enemy’s chest. The opponent was indeed careless, showing no intent to parry, instead, he counterattacked. But the man quickly froze, lowering his head in disbelief—the sword light erupting from Fu Jiaolu’s hand had already pierced through layers of armor, shattering the enemy’s heart.

He then took a moment to rub his waist to ease the pain from where he’d been shot. He had to admit, these people’s weapons were pretty good, and they used them quite skillfully, almost comparable to a Hunting Team. Even with bulletproof vests, taking a hit could make one stumble, and several brothers had been hit in the arms and legs during the close-quarter combat, forcing them to withdraw from the battlefield.

Yet, aside from the impressive weapons, the enemies’ skills were quite average—they were slow-running and slow-reacting. Once you got close, they were easy to take care of, not even as challenging as the giant wild boars in Wanshan Wilderness that had become spirits.

Fu Jiaolu bent down to take off the Fly Man’s night vision device; he knew this device allowed for night vision, making it a good trophy. But what good is such a gadget if one’s skills are lacking? Relying solely on external aids is not enough to make a significant impact. Following the Immortal Master Lord’s strategy, they first dispatched a few villagers who hadn’t gained Living Dead abilities and were adept at using Spiritual Energy Shields to attract the enemy’s attention. Once the enemy exposed their position, they were eliminated one by one. This tactic proved highly effective, as the opponent couldn’t escape the courtyard until their demise.

Just then, a thin mist began to pervade the air, and frost formed on the grass ground beneath their feet.

Since cultivating the Purifying Heart Technique, Fu Jiaolu had rarely felt cold, but now he felt chills once again.

"Watch out for the water surface!" someone exclaimed from nearby.

He looked toward the sound and saw spikes of ice rising from the courtyard’s living pools. They slowly ascended into the air, then tilted and pointed toward where they were standing.

Fu Jiaolu realized the appearance of the enemy cultivators.