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Chapter 59 Comet Strikes the Moon
Chen Lai and Pskov's assassination plan was simple: tanks would lead the way, taking advantage of the difficulty of nighttime observation and the lack of air support, and they would directly storm into the Totenkopf Division's command post.

Then, with the help of Ivan, Pskov, and Chen Lai's words, they planned to give Manstein a job!
Chen Lai knew very well that the Skeleton Masters were the lair of the hybrids, and they might be killed before they could get very close. Or perhaps the situation was much more complex than he thought, and such a last-minute attack might not be very effective.

But we should at least give it a try, right?

Just like the male protagonist in "The Pursuit of Happyness" said, don't let others deny your efforts, because no one can predict what will happen next.

Whether to evacuate or not, Chen Lai no longer cared so much. Every time he entered a script, he was captured by the reality of that script. The countless details in it allowed him to experience reality and another kind of life.

Of course, if you ask him if he wants to be a big star, he will say yes.

Climbing inside the Panzer IV tank driven by Menkov, Chen Lai gripped his hunting knife and stared into the void.

His bloodline concentration is there; at this moment, the dragon blood concentration is infinitely close to 50%. Perhaps in the next second, he will lose control and begin to transform into a Deadpool.

"What's with this golden blood? Why is it throbbing so fast? I can't hold it down any longer."

Fuheshen'er's voice suddenly rang out, startling Chen Lai.

"You're here? I thought you hadn't kept up with the script."

"Nonsense, the heavens and the curse bind you, and I am bound to you." Fuheishen said irritably, as if he was trying his best to suppress something.

"I'm asking you, is it alright that this golden blood is consuming your spirit?"

"...Of course it's related. Can you suppress it?"

“It’s a piece of cake,” Fuhe Shen’er said, but Chen Lai felt it wasn’t that easy.

Menkov, in front of the driver's seat, started the tank, and the No. 4 warhorse began to move with a "clatter".

Of the original eight tanks, after the two with destroyed tracks and one outdated model that was discarded, only five tanks remained.

Their five tanks were about to charge at Prosson's group, which had more than two hundred tanks, more than three hundred motorized troop carriers, countless Shermosh cloth shredders, and thousands of artillery pieces.

On the grassland, apart from the sound of tank tracks, the crunching of snow, and the clatter of stones breaking apart, there were no other noises.

……

"If we can't find this guerrilla unit, then they should all be hanged."

Heinrich was eating broad beans at the moment, casually scolding Vlasov.

Vlasov, the leader of the puppet army, was naturally very powerful in front of Rosa's puppet army. Heimos even gave him the title of "Marshal," so even Heinrich, who held the rank of military officer, could order him around.

“Yes, if the guerrillas are caught, they will all be hanged.” Vlasov nodded and bowed, his glasses gleaming with an eerie light.

“You,” Heinrich laughed, pointing his finger at his nose, “you’re the one who should be hanging! If we can’t find these guerrillas, how can the general’s safety be guaranteed?”

"Ah, me?" Vlasov was stunned. Rosa, the puppet soldier behind him, blushed but dared not say anything. At that moment, a cannon shot suddenly rang out from the camp, seemingly an armor-piercing shell!

Heinrich's smiling face turned grim. He rushed out of the house and found that a Panzer IV that was parked for refueling at the edge of the camp had been shot down. The vehicle that fired the shot was another Panzer IV that was rushing from behind!
With his sharp eyes, he immediately recognized it as a No. 4 ace from the "Armored Dentist" unit behind them, as the numerous Iron Crosses engraved on it were unmistakable.

But soon he realized that this was not a mistake, but rather that the Rosa had captured their tanks... It was really hard to believe that the Rosa, in their current state of utter defeat, still had the courage to charge at them!
Vlasov also came out of the house, his eyes equally solemn. He sensed a "corpse sunflower" approaching. The last time he planted a corpse sunflower was on his old comrade-in-arms, Pskov.

At this distance, he could use his Word of Power again to intensify the effects of the Corpse Sunflower, perhaps even killing his old comrade-in-arms.

However, Vlasov pretended not to know anything, turned around and went back into the house. If the Prosenians treated him like this, wouldn't it be shameless of him to still try to help them?
He even deliberately removed the power of words, allowing Pskov to cause a huge scene!
Shells kept being fired and exploding in the camp. Chen Lai and his men charged forward in tanks, like Don Quixote rushing towards windmills.

This sudden attack threw the entire camp into chaos... This was not a large-scale attack by Rosa; if it were, the telegraph signals from the Donetsk direction would have surged. Nor was it an air raid; Rosa's air force had already lost air superiority.

This was merely a suicide attack "on a whim" by Chen Lai and the Donets partisans, like ants rushing towards an elephant, the elephant not knowing where the ants were starting to bite it.

"Fu Hei, Dragon Blood, can you still control yourself?"

Chen Lai placed his hand on the cover of the tank well, the veins on his forehead bulging.

He could see clearly that his dragon blood concentration had exceeded the 50% threshold, and under normal circumstances, he should have become Deadpool long ago.

But thanks to Fuhesh's "spiritual strength," he was able to suppress it!

“It can be controlled, but if it continues to erode, the consequences are hard to predict.” Fuheshen’er spoke the truth. He could feel the corrosive nature of the golden blood, like dominoes; once the first one fell, the rest would fall one after another.

"Let go," Chen Lai said softly.

"what?"

"I said to lift the restrictions on golden blood. I don't have time. As long as I can maintain my sanity, the higher the degree of dragonification, the better!"

Chen Lai roared, dragon blood surging in his veins. Fuheishener completely released the brakes on the dragon blood's influence on human blood. From this moment on, Chen Lai's fall will be measured in seconds.

In the fifth second, Menkov's tank crashed through the outer fence of the camp, and Prosen soldiers emerged from inside, shirtless and carrying guns.

Ten seconds later, Chen Lai pushed open the tank well, and bullets swept in like a spring breeze. His [Dragon Blood Concentration] had reached 67%, and the speed was still increasing.

In eleven seconds, the fine dragon scales on his face deflected the bullets, and he caught the few bullets that hit his weak points with his fingers.

He jumped off the tank and instinctively reached out to catch Menkov, but the 88mm gun fired a single shot, destroying the entire Panzer IV tank!
Menkov is dead. The man who had used the Siren Song to awaken Ivan, the sunny young man who had tried to comfort Ulia, died in the crossfire.

Ivan lost control. Before he completely transformed into a Deadpool, he issued one last order with his will, giving Chen Lai and Pskov the highest level of "King's Servant"!
Pskov activated Instantaneous Movement, and his previously painful thigh was now completely healed. With the blessing of the King's Servant, he was able to unleash 128 times the speed!
He appeared behind Chen Lai in a flash, propelling the heavy Chen Lai forward like an engine, while searching for Manstein's location as he ran.

Finally, he saw it: the makeshift military tent with the Black Hawk and Skull flag flying over it, and long antennas laid out outside—there was no mistake, this was Manstein's command post!

(I'd like to recommend a book to the bros in Group 10: "Are You Cultivating Immortality Correctly?" by Xiao Nan Niang. If you like lighthearted stories, you should check it out!)
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