jdhmnovel Chapter 306 Blood and Fire
Chapter 306 Blood and Fire
Chapter 306 Blood and Fire
When Baili Pangpang heard An Qingyu's answer, his expression remained calm.
However, there was an imperceptible glint in his eyes, an expression of secret joy.
Having one less competitor is undoubtedly a good thing for him, especially in this chaotic situation, where every potential opponent may become a variable.
Secretly whispered.
"Nanaye's chastity must be protected by me!"
He pursed his lips slightly, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled up a little, but soon returned to normal.
An Qingyu's gaze turned to the main gate of the fasting center not far away. There, the roar of artillery fire, explosions and the roars of prisoners were intertwined, forming a chaotic and terrifying picture.
Countless prisoners are using their extraordinary abilities to try to break free from the constraints of the prison.
Their figures appeared and disappeared in the firelight and smoke. Some released wind blades, some summoned fireballs, and some summoned ferocious beasts. The various means of attack were dazzling.
Their eyes were filled with madness and despair, as if they had already disregarded life and death.
Baili Pangpang followed An Qingyu's gaze and couldn't help but gasp when he saw this scene.
There was a flash of shock in his eyes, as if he couldn't believe what was happening before his eyes.
His throat rolled slightly, as if he was trying to calm himself down.
After a moment, he turned his head and looked at An Qingyu, his tone filled with anxiety and nervousness:
"Dude! What's going on here now?"
There was a slight tremor in his voice, as if the shock he had just experienced had not yet completely subsided.
An Qingyu frowned slightly, and spoke calmly as if he was describing a very ordinary matter:
"What else could it be? The prisoners are rioting! Trying to break down the gate and escape."
His voice wasn't loud, but it was remarkably clear in the noisy environment. He tilted his head slightly, his gaze sweeping across the distant battlefield, a hint of depth in his eyes.
"It's been going on for more than ten minutes."
An Qingyu continued, his voice carrying a hint of fatigue, as if he had anticipated the outcome of this battle.
He sighed slightly, with a hint of helplessness in his tone:
"Those owners of the Forbidden Ruins in the defense forces are almost unable to hold on." His eyes dimmed slightly, as if he felt sorry for the night watchmen who were holding the defense line.
"The artillery reserves should have run out." An Qingyu's voice was low and slow, as if he was analyzing an outcome that had already been predetermined.
"The prisoners also lost a lot of people."
An Qingyu turned his gaze back to the battlefield, his tone tinged with coldness:
"But those who died were the weaker ones. The remaining ones are the real main force."
Baili Pangpang stared blankly at the battlefield in the distance, his eyes full of confusion.
He scratched his head, with a hint of confusion in his voice:
"Are these prisoners crazy? All roads lead to Rome, and there's more to a prison than just one way out. Why are they so obsessed with just one main gate?"
There was a hint of curiosity in his tone, as if he felt that the prisoners' behavior was simply seeking their own death.
Cao Yuan came over at this time, his eyes were serious, and he felt helpless about Baili Pangpang's naivety:
"It's not that simple. You underestimate this fasting center." His voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to be knocking on Baili Pangpang's cognition.
After all, Cao Yuan had stayed in the fasting center for several years and was very familiar with the defense system here.
He sighed, with a hint of helplessness in his tone:
"The fasting center is said to have the most stringent defense system in the entire Daxia, and that's no joke." He paused, as if recalling the details that once frightened him.
"The bricks used inside each of these walls are extremely conductive."
Cao Yuan's voice became serious, and a hint of vigilance flashed in his eyes.
"It is said that somewhere underground, there is a highly dangerous forbidden object that can generate electricity automatically and is connected to the entire high wall."
There was a hint of coldness in his voice, as if he was describing something horrifying.
"If a foreign object attempts to pass over the wall and causes a change in the magnetic field, it will cause an electric shock."
Cao Yuan's voice was low and slow, as if he was telling a horrible legend.
"Just destroy their body and soul and turn them into ashes." A cold glint flashed in his eyes, as if the tragic conditions of those prisoners who were electrocuted were still vivid in his mind.
When Baili Pangpang heard this, his face turned pale instantly, and his throat rolled slightly, as if he was frightened by Cao Yuan's words.
He subconsciously looked towards the high walls in the distance. Those seemingly ordinary walls now became extremely terrifying in his eyes. He muttered to himself:
"I see……"
Cao Yuan nodded, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes:
"So, those prisoners can only choose to break out from the front. Because the defense systems in other directions are almost insurmountable."
An Qingyu raised his head, narrowed his eyes slightly, and revealed a glint of divine light.
His glasses flashed slightly, and he glanced at Cao Yuan, with a hint of certainty in his tone:
"Your friend is right, there is only one way!" His voice was low and powerful, as if declaring an unchangeable fact.
As he spoke, he raised his hand and gently broke off a branch. The branch was not thick, but it seemed particularly fragile in his hand.
He exerted a little force, and the branch broke with a snap.
Then he gently threw the broken branch over the high wall of the fasting house.
The branches drew a graceful arc in the air, as if testing something.
However, just as the branch had not yet crossed the high wall, a dazzling flash of lightning suddenly flashed on the high wall.
The lightning flashed like an angry bolt of lightning, instantly striking the branch. Under the impact of the lightning, the branch was instantly shattered, turning into ashes that drifted away in the wind.
Seeing this scene, Baili Pangpang's face turned pale instantly, and his eyes widened, as if he was frightened by this horrific scene.
He swallowed hard subconsciously, his voice trembling slightly:
"Holy crap! How terrifying! Fortunately, we didn't use this method to enter the fasting center.
Otherwise, it will become a barbecue!" His tone was filled with a hint of fear, as if the lightning was directed at him.
Shen Qingzhu couldn't help but take a breath, and a trace of horror flashed in his eyes.
Although I just heard it, it is not true.
After seeing this scene with his own eyes, he couldn't help but feel a palpitation in his heart.
Cao Yuan whispered beside him:
"This is the power of the prison. Anyone who tries to escape will be ruthlessly eliminated."
An Qingyu turned his gaze back to the battlefield, his eyes showing a hint of depth, as if he was thinking about something.
"So, the prisoners had no choice but to break out head-on. They had no choice but to fight head-on."
At this time.
The situation suddenly changes.
.......
On the chaotic battlefield, the prisoners rushed forward madly like a group of mad beasts.
Their eyes burned with a desire for freedom, as if they had already put life and death aside.
Although their numbers had been reduced to half of their original size, their offensive had not weakened in the slightest.
Every prisoner is like a burning flame, charging towards the defense line ahead regardless of everything. They have only one goal - to break through the defense line and escape from the prison that imprisoned them.
However, at the critical moment of this life-and-death struggle, the prisoners who had been hiding silently in the back finally began to exert their strength.
These prisoners are like cheetahs hiding in the dark, patiently waiting for the best opportunity.
They used the prisoners in front of them as shields to hide their own strength, and watched the changes in the battle situation with cold and vicious eyes.
As the Night's Watch was gradually defeated and there were fewer and fewer obstacles blocking the way, these hidden true strongmen finally showed their ferocious fangs.
Seeing that the night watchmen blocking the way were almost all dead, the ninjas among the prisoners rushed out of the crowd.
One after another, powerful figures rushed into the military defense line like beasts emerging from their cocoons.
They were like bloodthirsty wolves rushing into a flock of sheep and began to kill crazily.
Every movement carries a deadly threat, and every attack is like the scythe of the god of death, reaping the lives of military soldiers.
A prisoner killed dozens of people like a whirlwind and rushed all the way to a tank.
His hands emitted a brown light, as if containing endless power.
Without any hesitation, he grabbed the tank's barrel and twisted it hard.
With a teeth-grinding sound of metal twisting, the tank's gun barrel was twisted into a pretzel by him, completely losing its combat capability.
Immediately afterwards, another prisoner fell from the sky, his figure like a meteorite, smashing into the surface of the tank with endless power.
He punched the tank's armor hard, and the powerful force instantly caused violent shock.
The aftermath swept through the tank like a violent storm, instantly turning the soldiers in the cockpit into meat paste.
The tank's armor was dented and deformed by the blow, as if it had been hit by a huge hammer.
At the same time, the armored vehicles on the other side suffered the same fate.
There was a loud bang, and the armored vehicle was directly detonated. Broken steel fragments mixed with the driver's flesh and blood were thrown high into the air, and then fell to the ground like raindrops, forming a bloody wreckage.
After losing the obstruction of the dozen or so night watchmen, no one could resist the prisoners' power.
The thermal weapons defense line consisting of heavy artillery and bullets was instantly shattered beyond recognition.
The prisoners' unstoppable power was like a flood and a beast, easily tearing through the military's defenses.
They were like a group of demons crawling out of hell, completely destroying all obstacles in their way.
On the battlefield, flames were everywhere, explosions were heard one after another, and the smell of blood and gunpowder filled the air, almost suffocating people.
On the chaotic battlefield, the only surviving military commander stood behind a slightly higher bunker. His eyes were bloodshot, as if burning with rage.
His uniform was stained beyond recognition with blood and dust, and his face was marred by several cuts from flying debris, but his eyes revealed a determination not to back down.
He gripped the communicator tightly, his voice hoarse and firm, every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth:
"Stop them! Don't let these extraordinary criminals escape. Fight until the last man standing!"
His voice echoed across the battlefield with an unquestionable majesty, as if it could penetrate the smoke and explosions and reach the ears of every soldier.
Although the soldiers around were exhausted, their fighting spirit was rekindled when they heard the commander's call.
They knew that the enemies before them were not just ordinary prisoners, but criminals with extraordinary abilities - if they escaped, they would bring immeasurable disaster to the outside world.
The commander gripped the railing tightly with both hands, his knuckles turning white from the exertion.
His eyes swept across the battlefield, looking at the soldiers who were still holding their posts. Their figures seemed particularly small in the smoke, but their will was extremely firm.