A Night of Desperation

Chapter 108: The Generator (2)

The sound of a massive helmet shattering echoed through the corridor, reverberating loudly.

Behind him, the burly Wild Chicken gripped his hammer with both hands, grinning viciously as he pulled it out.

“You idiot, you didn’t even notice me getting this close. How the hell have you survived this long?”

But his grin quickly disappeared.

Because Yu Hong was still standing there—no screams of pain, no staggering, no collapsing.

He merely turned his head and looked at Wild Chicken. Through his goggles, there wasn’t even the slightest trace of surprise on his face.

“What was that sound just now? It was so loud,” Yu Hong asked.

“…” Cold sweat immediately broke out on Wild Chicken’s back. “You!? You bastard—”

“I’m looking for the power supply room. Can you take me there?” Yu Hong said calmly.

“…Power supply room?” Wild Chicken’s sweating intensified. He immediately realized that this guy was just like the others who had been lured here—he was looking for the nuclear Generator.

“Yeah, I’m here to collect the nuclear Generator that was given to me,” Yu Hong replied, his eyes locked onto Wild Chicken through his goggles.

“You’re not going to stop me from taking what’s mine, are you?”

“I… I…” Wild Chicken’s eyes became bloodshot, his whole body tingling as if he were being stared down by a terrifying beast. Goosebumps erupted all over his skin. His blood was pumping faster, his heart pounded in fear, and even his breathing felt unsteady.

He was a partially enhanced human. Even when facing Black Crow, their leader, he had never felt such overwhelming pressure.

As the second strongest in Black Crow’s team, he wasn’t that much weaker than Black Crow. Their only differences were combat experience and attack speed. In the right circumstances, he might even be able to defeat Black Crow.

That was precisely why he had never truly submitted to Black Crow and had repeatedly attempted to take his place.

But now…

Now…

The enhanced physique and combat instincts he had always been so proud of were crumbling under the sheer weight of this man’s presence.

Absolute suppression!

It was the same kind of fear he had felt when he once faced a fourth-tier multi-eyed bird alone.

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Outside Exit No. 2.

Gunfire, battle cries, and the clash of weapons created complete chaos.

Lang Feng and Xiao Feng fought together against the strongest opponent, Black Crow, while the other three clashed with the enhanced fighters from Black Crow’s squad.

Bullets were useless against their bulletproof gear. Without armor-piercing rounds, only heavy weapons could pose a real threat at this level.

Boom!

Suddenly, a dull thud rang out—Xiao Feng was kicked away, tumbling across the ground. He dug his hand into the dirt to slow himself down, but blood kept spilling from his nose and mouth beneath his helmet.

At the same time, Lang Feng took a direct hit to the shoulder from a staff. Even with the buffer layer and thin alloy plate in his bulletproof suit, the impact sent sharp pain through his shoulder, and he could feel a fracture forming.

Lang Feng quickly backed away, creating distance. He clutched his shoulder and moved it slightly.

“Master Fohl’s staff technique?”

“Heh, you’ve got sharp eyes.” Black Crow twirled his long staff, spinning it into a circular blur.

Without revealing anything, he subtly moved his right knee—the spot Xiao Feng had repeatedly struck earlier.

“Enhanced physiques are just the foundation. What truly determines our strength is our combat technique.”

Although his physique was indeed stronger than Lang Feng and Xiao Feng’s, the difference wasn’t insurmountable. Among enhanced humans, there was a vast gap between partial and full-body enhancements. However, Black Crow wasn’t fully enhanced—his head remained unmodified.

This meant he couldn’t wrestle cars or lift two-ton boulders barehanded. But on the other hand, he didn’t have to worry about radiation damage turning him into a lunatic or an idiot.

“Interesting…” Lang Feng spat out a mouthful of blood and swallowed the rest. “I’ve killed two fully enhanced freaks before. I’m a half-body enhancement myself. Today, I’d love to see just how good your so-called combat technique really is.”

He raised his shield with one hand, positioning it to cover his face, and took on an unusual fighting stance.

“In the end, it’s all about the nuclear Generator. A bunch of hypocrites.” Black Crow sneered.

Before his words even finished, he charged at Lang Feng.

A rapid burst of muffled impacts exploded between them. The long staff spun like a whirling disc, striking Lang Feng’s shield from every angle at incredible speed.

Lang Feng’s shield and blade acted like a turtle shell—mostly defensive, with the occasional sudden counterattack. But when he did strike, the force behind it made Black Crow extremely uncomfortable. Even with his bulletproof suit, he couldn’t fully absorb the damage. He had to dodge carefully to avoid being cut.

Both sides fought fiercely, all for the nuclear Generator.

Ultimately, the Black Crow group had the advantage in numbers and gradually injured several members of Lang Feng’s team.

A few minutes later, a member of Black Crow swung his staff in a sweeping motion. Suddenly, the staff’s shadow expanded sharply—it unexpectedly extended, with more than ten centimeters of hidden segments shooting out from the end.

This sudden change caught Lang Feng’s team off guard.

Bang!

Xiao Feng was struck directly in the neck by the staff and was sent flying sideways, unable to get up.

Lang Feng managed to block with his shield, but the extended staff slammed diagonally into his helmet. The helmet caved in and shattered on impact, leaving him dazed and stumbling backward.

Black Crow laughed, retracted his staff, and charged at Lang Feng’s remaining subordinates as if preparing to attack.

After forcing them back, he quickly jumped into a vehicle.

“Go!”

The Black Crow team members got into their vehicles, leaving a few to cover their retreat. Once the vehicles picked up speed, the remaining members grabbed onto the ropes thrown down by their companions and effortlessly climbed aboard.

With Lang Feng and Xiao Feng incapacitated, the others didn’t dare to pursue. They could only watch helplessly as the convoy sped into the distance.

“Damn it!” Xiao Feng punched the ground angrily. “We were so close!”

“If Huaijun’s group had acted with us, this wouldn’t have happened!” Lang Feng gritted his teeth, clutching his injured shoulder as he glared at the departing convoy.

“That bastard Black Crow is so arrogant, openly luring people to their deaths! Is there no one who can stop him?!” Xiao Feng raged.

“The United Army can barely protect the major cities—they don’t have the resources to worry about survivor outposts like ours,” Lang Feng replied.

“Feng, should we shoot out their tires?” a woman in a red outfit asked in a low voice.

“We can’t stop them. Black Crow is stronger than expected. If he wasn’t worried about attracting the United Army’s elite forces, we wouldn’t stand a chance against him in a direct fight.” Lang Feng shook his head.

He glanced at the bodies on the ground. His team had lost one elite fighter, while the Black Crow group had lost four—but their casualties were just low-ranking grunts.

“So we’re just going to let them take the nuclear Generator?!” Xiao Feng protested.

“Where is the motor?” A sudden voice spoke from behind them.

“It’s on the truck!” Xiao Feng snapped impatiently. “Can’t you see? The third truck!”

Whoosh!

A black shadow suddenly shot past them, moving like the wind toward the fleeing convoy.

Lang Feng, Xiao Feng, and the others were startled. When they came to their senses, they saw a brawny figure in what looked like a Gray Lizard combat suit sprinting toward the three cargo trucks.

That man was unbelievably fast—just slightly faster than the trucks.

Someone was outrunning a vehicle?!

“What the hell?!”

Lang Feng and the others were dumbfounded.

The Black Crow members in the third truck also noticed the disturbance. They leaned out to check and were shocked to see someone chasing them—and actually gaining on their truck.

“A super-enhanced human? You’re looking for death!” Black Crow laughed and pulled out a gun, firing at the pursuer.

Bang!

The bullet struck the man’s suit, only sparking slightly.

“. . . !!” Black Crow’s grin froze. “The hell? Isn’t that a Gray Lizard suit? How is it this tough?!”

He had no time to waste. Normally, he might have enjoyed a fight, but with Lang Feng’s group behind them, he couldn’t afford to be delayed. If stronger reinforcements arrived, he might not escape.

“Speed up!” Black Crow ordered. “Lose him!”

“Got it!” the driver responded.

Black Crow turned back, took aim, and fired several more shots—bang! bang! bang! bang!

His bullets were spent, but they had only left minor dents on the pursuer’s armor.

“You got lucky, you idiot. If this were any other time, that suit of yours would be mine!” Black Crow scoffed, tossing his gun aside. As the truck accelerated, he felt relieved, confident that the distance was growing.

“See you next time—hope your luck holds out!” He waved mockingly.

“Give me back my motor!”

A furious roar erupted.

Black Crow’s vision blurred as the pursuer suddenly surged forward—his speed skyrocketing. In a single bound, he caught up to the truck, grabbed onto the edge, and lifted his leg.

“Give it back!!!”

Boom!!!

He delivered a low sweeping kick—straight into the rapidly spinning rear wheel.

The tire instantly deformed, compressed like a balloon crushed by immense force, and exploded with a thunderous blast.

Boom!!

The truck lost control and flipped on the spot. The Black Crow members inside tumbled violently, utterly shocked. Their mouths hung open, unable to comprehend what had just happened.

The overturned truck skidded forward, crashing into two massive trees with a heavy impact.

Bang!!

The sheer force of the collision killed two of the four people inside. Black Crow and another subordinate, Black Eye, were dazed and trapped under the mangled metal.

“Shit! What the hell?! A Blood Tide monster?!”

Black Crow shoved away the metal crushing his chest, gasping for air. He grabbed Black Eye and crawled out of the wreck.

His body was incredibly tough, so he had only suffered minor injuries—but mentally, he was shaken beyond measure.

That was a two-ton cargo truck! A man had shattered its tire with a single kick while it was moving at high speed?!

Even fully enhanced mutants wouldn’t dare attempt such a reckless feat! How did that lunatic’s leg not get torn apart?!

As he staggered out, he saw that same man standing at the truck’s rear.

The pursuer gripped the cargo door with both hands—and ripped it off with brute force.

Clang!

The reinforced door was torn away and tossed aside like scrap metal. The man began inspecting the nuclear Generator inside.

Black Crow’s heart pounded. He didn’t need a fight to know—his strength was far inferior to this monster’s.

He exhaled slowly, lowered his stance, and dragged the pale-faced Black Eye toward the cover of the dense forest.

There was no doubt in his mind now—this guy was a fully enhanced human, and probably mentally unstable.

Only a monster like that could pull off something so absurd.

(End of chapter)