Boonie Bears: Another World Fantasy

Chapter 149: Thunderstorm Clouds (Part 2)

The rain clouds are tilting.

The torrential rain extinguished much of the raging fire that had engulfed half of Shenzhen.

Zhao Lin stood in the torrential rain, looking up at the building bathed in the flickering golden light. The shattered glass reflected blinding light, making the area glaringly bright. On the partially collapsed high-rise, Serafina was also watching Zhao Lin. However, at this moment, she didn't consider this seemingly weak figure a real threat.

“If you rise, you will inevitably fall.” She held the golden antler in her hands and released it, letting it float upwards.

"At that time, this place will become the place of rebirth for the Deer Clan... a kingdom built on ruins."

Golden antlers hovered above her, their lifeless light carving out a sanctuary amidst the storm. From afar, mournful bells tolled, and Serafina stood high atop this human heritage, uttering her first cry to this place, to the world.

“You will not succeed. These people are far more resilient than you think.” With this firm and powerful declaration, a strange aura quietly entered Serafina's senses. She was startled.

A figure quickly climbed up the fire escape ladder. Upon closer inspection, it was Zhao Lin, who had just been downstairs. In the blink of an eye, she stood up straight and appeared behind Serafina.

“Your army poses no threat to me whatsoever. You'd better run, little girl.” Serafina turned around, completely disregarding her. At the same time, her hand pointed in Zhao Lin's direction. Golden Antlers received the order and moved closer to Zhao Lin.

"You can't say that." Before she finished speaking, she reached behind her and pulled out a signal flare that she had taken from the helicopter.

Zhao Lin pulled the trigger ring in front of Serafina. The warning red light flickered in the downpour, even overshadowing the light emitted by the golden antlers.

On the pitch-black sea, a cruise missile, cutting through the waves, rapidly approached its destination, with multiple warheads plunging towards the red light on the rooftop.

……

Thirty minutes ago.

"Captain Salta! Listen to me!" Zhao Lin hurriedly caught up with Salta, even reaching out to grab the tactical strap on his shoulder. He shrugged and defensively grabbed her hand.

"Get this person out of here right now," he said somewhat irritably.

"Please cooperate with our work, miss!" A team member pulled Zhao Lin away, making her keep a certain distance from Salta. But this still couldn't stop Zhao Lin from cursing Salta.

"You're such a spineless coward, aren't you? Seeing your own people arrive, all you do is tuck your tail between your legs and hide?!" She glared at Salta, her angry gaze seeming to spit fire, fixed on the man who had utterly disappointed her.

In her eyes, Salta's so-called "goodwill" was nothing more than a display of cowardice and incompetence. How was this any different from Peng Fei, who had been meek and subservient, apologizing to her on the rooftop?

“There are still dozens of planes waiting to take off at Shenzhen Airport, and the waiting area is packed with people! We are the only remaining line of defense between those ferocious deer tribesmen and refugees! Are you willing to do nothing?” she questioned him.

It has to be said, this woman's tongue is truly sharp, showing no mercy whatsoever. Every word is like a heavy hammer, striking Salta's heart squarely.

Finally, Salta, whose sore spot had been mercilessly hit by Zhao Lin, could no longer bear it. He took a sudden step forward, grabbed Zhao Lin's collar with his right hand, and raised his left fist high, ready to punch her stubborn face. However, Zhao Lin, who had long since disregarded her own life and death, didn't even blink an eye in front of him, staring coldly at Salta who was so close, without any fear.

"Go ahead and do it... Leave the gun to me after you're done, I'll go myself!" she said sternly.

Looking at the woman in front of him who was giving him a huge headache, Salta knew why the Daily News always used her as the final "weapon" in their interviews.

The enormous commotion caused by the battle of the deer tribes surrounded them, making everyone present increasingly uneasy.

Such radicalism even terrified him.

After calming down, Salta released Zhao Lin and drew the pistol from his waist. After counting the magazines, he handed them all to her.

Zhao Lin immediately reached out her hand, but Salta was one step ahead, nimbly retreating and leaving her empty-handed.

"What can you accomplish by yourself? Do you even know how to use a gun?" he asked, frowning and feigning impatience.

Zhao Lin shook her head. Only then did Salta notice that her forehead was already covered in beads of sweat from nervousness.

Zhao Lin, Zhao Lin, I never thought I'd be tricked by you one day.

"What are you planning to do? We're outnumbered in every way, and our equipment is useless. We might have to abandon this place..."

Hearing Salta say such discouraging things, Zhao Lin really wanted to slap him across the face.

"Captain Sa, you're really something. You'll have to decide on the specific plan, right? I'm afraid I can't control where your cannons fire," Zhao Lin said, leaning closer to him.

……

Serafina realized she was being targeted, but with the Golden Antlers granting her unlimited firing power, almost nothing could shake her now.

"Trying to be clever won't do you any good... ugh!"

Zhao Lin reacted quickly, throwing the signal flare at her and then, taking advantage of the moment when Golden Antlers hadn't received the attack command, she tackled her to the ground with her own body.

Within seconds, cruise missiles rained down one after another. Due to accuracy issues, most of them missed their targets and instead struck the building. The already shaky steel beams finally succumbed to the relentless impact and collapsed completely.

After the loud explosion, smoke and dust filled the air. Zhao Lin, who was in the middle of it, felt a wave of heat hit her face.

"Hiss—it's so hot!"

Zhao Lin was desperately trying to separate the golden antlers from Serafina. But this action seemed to trigger a hidden safety mechanism. The surface of the golden antlers suddenly began to heat up rapidly, becoming scalding hot in the blink of an eye. Zhao Lin, who was clinging to it tightly, suffered burns to her hands from the intense heat.

Salta, who had already set up an evacuation zipline for her on the steel beams, never expected the bombing to be so off-target. After the remaining part of the building collapsed, he frantically rushed into the smoke and dust, searching for Zhao Lin's location by the faint golden light shining through the cracks in the stone slabs.

"Quick, help her! She's being crushed to death!!"

The soldiers tirelessly moved the concrete slabs covering the beams, trying to rescue Zhao Lin from beneath the wrecked steel frame. The intense heat emanating from the Golden Deer Antlers caused everything nearby to smolder and emit smoke. Lying in the rubble, Zhao Lin had just recovered from the impact of the fall when she witnessed the molten steel about to engulf her.

"She's here!" someone shouted, pointing to the movement at their feet.

Fortunately, the support frame formed an inverted bowl shape when it fell, preventing Zhao Lin from being hit by falling objects.

But this unique structure also became a "prison" that prevented her from escaping.

It was scorching hot below, like a furnace. Zhao Lin's clothes were burning hot, so she immediately took off her coat and used it to wrap her hands, searching for any gaps around her that might allow her to escape.

Together, they pried open the reinforced concrete that was pressing down on Zhao Lin. Salta worked hard to clear away the debris until raindrops intermittently pattered against her fair skin. Zhao Lin struggled to extend a hand from under the rubble and, using it for support, crawled out through a crack.

The molten steel instantly engulfed the underground cavity the moment she left, releasing thick water vapor.

The rain continued to pour down relentlessly, mingling with the sweat streaming down their faces, soaking Zhao Lin and Salta completely from head to toe. Their once dry, white inner layers were now completely drenched, almost transparent, revealing glimpses of the color and outline of Zhao Lin's underwear. Suddenly realizing she had once again exposed herself, Zhao Lin blushed with embarrassment and instinctively covered her chest with her hands.

"You're developing well, Zhao Lin. Your boyfriend must be very happy, right?" Salta seemed to be retaliating against her earlier sarcastic remarks, sprawled on the ground looking like she was taking advantage of someone else's misfortune.

Salta, after all this is over, I'll make sure you regret it.

Although Zhao Lin didn't say anything, the seed of retaliation had already sprouted in her heart.

Joking aside, now is not the time to let our guard down. After a thorough search, the team members found no trace of Serafina, only the ever-powerful golden antlers burning a large hole in the ground and slowly falling into the lava pit.

"Teams three and four are still rescuing and searching for the remaining refugees. We are short-handed and request assistance—"

"Zi zi zi ......"

Before the radio signal could even travel, an eerie light enveloped their heads—a new wave of attacks was about to begin. This time, however, it was coming from the enemy's direction.

"Get out of the way!" Salta shouted to his teammates who were within the firing range, dropping the radio.

A dense rain of arrows, carrying streams of energy, plowed the area clean. Enraged, Serafina emerged from under the ruins and instantly obliterated several soldiers who hadn't managed to dodge.

This won't control her...

One by one, the team members fell, and the enemy drew ever closer.

Salta was trembling with exhaustion, but he attributed it to his adrenaline. After switching the gun to full automatic, he emptied magazine after magazine at Serafina.

It's time to wipe the hatchet from the past.

He had never been so calm, nor had he ever been so eager to derive pleasure from fighting.

……

V Group headquarters.

A swift, dark green figure darted through the corridor, attempting to break through the layers of defenses Wei had set up in the passageway.

Wei didn't even need to guess who it was, so he trusted his supervisor to handle the matter. A mere Leyter was no match for his large force of armed men.

In the capsule-shaped hospital bed in front of her, Tian Mengting remained motionless. Some of the "Snow Woman's" blood was being injected into her body through a syringe, attempting to restart her failing heart.

Touching his sister's gradually cooling hand, Wei no longer cared about the situation outside. For this scientific fanatic who had devoted most of his life to this cause, nothing was more important than ensuring his loved ones lived longer.

Oh, no, Tianhuo is equally important... His debut must be a grand affair.

It must be unparalleled.

As he was thinking, Wei bit his lip until it bled.

"Mengting, from now on, no one will dare to look down on us again." Wei gazed at his sister's pale face and made a soft promise, "And no one will ever dare to bully you in the slightest."

A rapid beeping sound rang out from inside the capsule; it was the alarm from the cryo-detector. The temperature inside the sealed hospital bed plummeted, becoming chillingly cold. Frost quickly settled on Tian Mengting's eyelashes; her body began to freeze, her once soft skin hardening like stone…