Chapter 83
Morning was always the best time of the day . Likewise, morning was also the best time to fight a battle .
The previous night, the Hesla troops had managed to clear the fourth high-alert sector . Carl had ordered his troops to rest for an hour before continuing their advancement at first light . They wanted to reach the base in one final attack .
As the sun rose, the Hesla troops were fighting the enemies at the third high-alert sector .
Boom, boom, boom!
The endless blasts were thunderous, and the enshrouded the battleground in smoke . The entire forest was wrecked by the hail of bullets and artillery strikes, the used shells of which were littered everywhere .
The soldiers from Hesla, coupled with the armored vehicles, managed to take down the defense mechanisms in place . One after another, fortresses, sentry-posts, and trenches were destroyed . The information Ye Fan had obtained was of great use . The enemy's defense mechanisms were practically useless against the attacks . The troops managed to secure their objectives with minimal losses . The soldiers were elated because their victories had never been so comfortable before .
"Continue to advance . Let's take down the two remaining high alert sectors in one shot!"
Carl was overwhelmed with excitement .
Once the confident troops entered the second high-alert sector, the favorable situation started to turn around .
Not long after stepping foot into the second high-alert sector, the Hesla troops faced their first enemy ambush . Two armored vehicles and dozens of soldiers were wiped out by well-hidden mines . And that was, in fact, just an appetizer . The Hesla soldiers were soon completely devastated . The death toll was rising steadily, and there were traps and ambushes everywhere .
Ye Fan's intelligence was practically useless at this stage . Following the false information provided led to even greater losses . The various platoons were at a complete loss .
The intelligence about the first four high-alert selectors had allowed Hesla's military to successfully penetrate deep and eventually enter the ambush zone that Ji Jie had marked out .
The casualties were increasing exponentially .
Carl experienced a mix of shock and fury .
The expression on Winna's face changed . Indeed, the information they had obtained was only bait; Han Xiao's predictions were right . They were indeed responsible for the huge losses .
Ye Fan shook his head and said, "The enemies are too cunning and ruthless . They were willing to sacrifice the lives of their own comrades to lure us in . It was almost impossible to see through their plot . Perhaps, that's the advantage of being on the defensive side . The Germinal Organization is not afraid to go all out . However, such a measure is not feasible for our side . Carl's moves were too radical; he should have listened to Han Xiao and been less brash with his deployments . "
He looked at his remorseful teammates and sighed .
At this point, Carl saw his soldiers falling one after another . He had an uncomfortable expression . What was supposed to be a smooth-sailing situation had flipped around . The 'easy-win' had reversed, becoming a complete disaster . Even if they managed to prevail in the battle, it was going to be a costly victory .
The Hesla troops, who were facing head-on defeats, were suffering heavy losses, and their advancement proceeded at a snail's pace .
Suddenly, a grim-looking man who held a long machete in his hand emerged from the enemy side . He was surrounded by cold and transparent waves of energy that bore similarity to flames . The air beside him distorted as he dashed toward Hesla's army . The soldiers immediately started firing their rifles, but the man span as he ran and speedily slashed his machete . The approaching bullets were disintegrated by the slashes and fell to the ground .
"Pugilist!"
While the soldiers were still in shock, the man barged into the crowd . Within seconds, the combo of powerful slashes from the shiny machete diced numerous Hesla soldiers into many bits . Blood sprayed everywhere, and broken limbs, heads, and torsos could be seen all over the ground .
The man stood with conviction amid the sea of red .
"Pan Kuang!"
The agents were all astonished .
Pan Kuang was the man in charge of the Dark Crow Valley base and the executive officer of the Germinal Organization . In addition, he had managed to kill many powerful individuals and had a glorious battle record on the Dark Net .
Based on his battle record on the Dark Net, Pan Kuang was highly adept with his machete . His fighting style originated from that of Rui Lan, and he was becoming known as the 'Soul of the Blade' .
The light reflected by his shiny blade was usually the last thing his slain enemies saw .
The armored vehicle adjusted its position . Larger bullets were fired out from the re-adjusted barrel at Pan Kuang . Pan Kuang started leaping with unbelievably fast movements and dodged the incoming shots by ducking behind the trees . It was impossible for ordinary solider to accurately trace the position of Pan Kuang . More often than not, in the blink of an eye, Pan Kuang would disappear without any trace, and the fired shots would all miss .
Pan Kuang was able to move around the battleground with ease and without any substantial obstruction .
Like a life-claiming reaper, Pan Kuang slew one soldier after another . He even managed to slashed open a couple of heavily armored trucks and kill the soldiers inside the vehicles .
As long as there were shelters that offered protection against the bullets, a Superhuman could unleash his extensive power and cause immense damage . The energy he possessed protected his body, and ordinary gunpowder and bullets were unable to cause any significant harm .
A D-class Superhuman could battle a platoon on their own and escape with ease after the fight .
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