NOVEL NEXT Chapter 1093: Firepower Suppression
The blood stench had yet to dissipate on the desolate street.
A stern female voice came through the car radio, "Please identify yourself!"
Wu Heng hesitated slightly and cautiously replied, "I am a base member on a mission outside, my communication equipment was lost, so I'm contacting you this way. Please immediately inform Leader Li Yahong, she can verify my identity."
The other side was silent for a moment and eventually responded, "Alright, please wait a moment."
After a brief wait, a familiar and efficient voice crackled through the static, "Hello! This is Li Yahong, who is this?"
Upon hearing this voice, the tension in Wu Heng's heart finally eased a bit, and his tone became lighter, "Li Yahong, I am Lan Xiaoxin's uncle. Now, do you know who I am?"
Lan Xiaoxin was Xiao Xiao's real name, known only to Zhao Yanqiu and Li Yahong within the base.
Using a public channel at this moment, Wu Heng had to be particularly cautious.
The painstakingly crafted image of the 'Divine Spirits' must not be compromised, and he couldn't let others know that this omnipotent god was trapped outside.
A rescue mission from the base was still needed.
Especially since later on, he still planned to use this image to break through the Hero Stage.
As expected, Li Yahong's voice instantly turned more vigilant, "Who exactly are you? How do you know that name?"
"Switch to a secure channel, and we'll talk in detail," Wu Heng suggested.
Soon, Li Yahong provided a set of encrypted frequencies.
Wu Heng quickly adjusted the radio dial.
"Can you hear me?" Wu Heng asked.
"Yes! You'd better get straight to the point; I don't have time for games." Li Yahong's tone was still filled with suspicion.
Wu Heng lowered his voice, "My real identity is inconvenient to reveal over the radio, but you should be able to guess. Some new 'guests' have arrived at the prison, they are my friends, and about your gray owl, it has a very distinctive mole on its inner leg."
A loud sound of tables and chairs being violently knocked came from the radio, as if the other person had stood up from their seat in shock.
What Wu Heng mentioned was not any owl characteristic, but an extremely private mark on Li Yahong's inner thigh!
And mentioning the prison 'guests'—if Li Yahong had investigated the prison, she would definitely be able to guess his identity.
Li Yahong's voice was filled with an incredible urgency, "You... how are you contacting me via radio? What about the satellite phone?"
"It's broken, and I've run into some problems. I need you to arrange a pickup," Wu Heng stated directly.
"Where are you located?" Li Yahong immediately asked, her tone had shifted to one of absolute seriousness.
"Inside Mexico, north of a base located at the foot of a volcano, I'm nearby," Wu Heng provided a rough location.
"I'll arrange for someone to pick you up right away!" Li Yahong responded without hesitation.
After pondering for a moment, Wu Heng continued, "Have you had any contact with the people at the prison?"
"There was preliminary contact yesterday, no conflict occurred," Li Yahong answered ambiguously but affirmatively.
"Contact them again, and have a member named 'Lilith' bring the 'bronze ruler' to pick me up," Wu Heng emphasized.
"Understood!" Li Yahong agreed immediately.
No more was said, and the communication ended.
This specific request for Lilith to bring the [Heaven and Earth Ruler] was precisely because this 'Special Item' had tracking capabilities.
Even though the channel had been switched, radio communications could easily be intercepted.
Wu Heng also worried someone might recognize his identity and execute a long-distance precision strike based on the detailed address he revealed.
The Spirit Awakening Sect was developing rapidly, drawing attention and envy, and there were certainly more than a few who wanted him dead.
After concluding the communication, Wu Heng stepped out of the business vehicle.
His gaze swept over the ground littered with corpses as he raised his hand without hesitation, activating [Corpse Battlefield]!
A gray-white aura rippled out once more, and the flesh of the dead soldiers dissolved, forming into skeletal figures, standing silently upright.
These soldiers were equipped with extremely fine gear, complete with bulletproof vests, tactical helmets, and masks, giving them the appearance of special forces from a certain prominent nation.
"Clear the roadblocks," Wu Heng ordered.
The skeletons immediately sprang into action, pushing aside the wrecked vehicles and debris blocking the street.
Wu Heng personally drove the remaining operational vehicles, including the one with the radio, into a small square guarded by the skeletons.
These transformed skeletons could only carry out basic combat commands, and skills like driving vehicles required time to learn.
After securing all vehicles, Wu Heng began inventorying the spoils.
A total of four usable vehicles, two well-maintained machine guns, with two large boxes of ammunition, and fifty-four complete sets of individual equipment.
Inside the central business car, there were also some food items, premium cigars, medicines, and several supply crates marked with the 'Spirit Awakening Sect' logo.
It seemed the base's management had indeed been exchanging goods or receiving assistance from the Spirit Awakening Sect.
But all this was kept secret from the lower survivors, both to maintain control and to prevent the survivors from fleeing in excessive oppression.
Having finished inventorying the supplies, it was nearing noon.
Wu Heng donned a fitting bulletproof vest and helmet, ready to lead the skeletons out hunting zombies to gain levels when suddenly—
Woooo—!
A low hum suddenly emanated from above.
Wu Heng looked up sharply, spotting a gray-black drone hovering high, its bottom camera swiveling dexterously, filming below.
The opponent's reconnaissance had arrived too quickly!
Was it drawn by the earlier gunfire?