Apocalyptic Disaster: Stockpile Supplies for Free and Make a Comeback

Chapter 116 You are the sixth among the sixth.
They lost a squad of combat power without even seeing the enemy.

Who exactly is this person? Why would they come to such a remote place with such good equipment?!

At this moment, from the high sniping position, a gentle breeze blows, and the dark muzzle of the gun exudes a cold and murderous aura. The hands have long, slender fingers that are so beautiful that they don't look like they could hold a gun, but the slightly protruding finger bones reveal a strong sense of power.

Jiang Shi'an remained calm and methodically pulled the trigger, his oppressive aura of a superior wielding life and death power blending seamlessly with the night.

Another target fell in the scope.

He took off his night vision goggles, looked at the firelight from the explosion, took out a climbing rope, secured it, and jumped down.

The explosion site was not the location they had planned, and the time was also brought forward.

This indicates that something unexpected happened, and he had to act ahead of time to lure the enemy's main force to the north, giving the other side time to search for people.

The fire spread very quickly in the ancient village.

Song Jinhe sets fires wherever she goes, and runs away without lingering for a second. Each time, she manages to quickly find the most suitable route to escape unscathed from the chaotic scene.

With nowhere to vent his anger, the power-giver couldn't stop himself and smashed a wall, his fists trembling with rage.

Given the current situation, this fire could burn down the entire shelter.

The two zombies left behind haven't caused any trouble so far, so they've probably been taken care of.

Song Jinhe glanced at the unavoidable superficial wounds on her body, wiped away the blood, and gave her location so that Qi Sixing and Zhuang Ting could begin their counterattack.

If the enemy pursues them, they can also turn around and pursue any isolated members of the enemy force.
Within her talent's range, her opponent is in the open while she remains hidden; no movement can escape her notice. If her highly efficient and precise killing moves fail to kill her opponent, she turns and runs, wasting no time in a stalemate or chase. Even when surrounded by other talented individuals, she can focus on their weak points and disappear again, perfecting the art of stealthy, underhanded tactics!

From being chased and attacked at the beginning, to defeating the enemy to the point that they were so fearful that they wished they could wear a level 3 helmet for protection.

"Before, when I encountered Lao Liu and Voldemort, I would want to curse them out. Now that I'm Lao Liu myself, I have to say, it feels really good. I can curse Lao Liu, understand Lao Liu, and become Lao Liu!"

Qi Sixing clenched his fist, not daring to say the second half of his sentence—"Now, Sister He, you are the sixth among the sixth."

They made their way to the place where the prisoners were being held, and as soon as they got close, they smelled a stench of various odors mixed together; the environment there was terrible.

The hunched woman sat there blankly, her eyes filled with despair. Only when she saw a stranger enter did her expression soften slightly.

Judging from their condition, they've been tormented by this group of people to the point that they've developed mental problems.

The man in the other room wasn't in much better shape; the stench of excrement mixed with the lingering smell of corpses, the odor of necrotic tissue, and sweat created an extremely unpleasant odor.

Here they met the people from their previous group.

"It's you!" The man looked outside excitedly, his words almost incoherent. "You've come to rescue us, right? No wonder there was such a commotion outside. Did Captain Su and the others come too? Get me out of here! The people in this shelter are all devils. We can't stay here. If they come back, we'll die a horrible death!"

"I didn't come, nor did I come to rescue you. I was just passing by." Song Jinhe said succinctly, taking out the key she had just snatched from the guard and opening all the doors.

"Aren't you going to take us with you?" The two men in the convoy stared wide-eyed at Song Jinhe and her group as they prepared to leave.

I have one more chapter saved up, and I'm not expected to be discharged from the hospital until the day after tomorrow. I'll see if I can manage to write another chapter.