Chapter 287: Home Turf
Chapter 287: Home Turf
What on earth is he talking about?
Upon hearing Nathan's declaration, the real Nathan, who had already departed from the airship before it ignited, couldn't help but click his tongue in annoyance, regretting that he hadn't followed the instructions from the 'future' more strictly.
In the future he had witnessed, such a situation had never occurred.
After all, the [Gate to the Other World] wasn't about forcing a future to unfold, but rather providing a brief opportunity to observe the future. It was like singing the same song twice; you couldn't expect every note to be identical. It could only guarantee that the information from the future was the same, but not that the future would unfold exactly as seen. Even the slightest deviation in action could lead to different outcomes.
Oh well, a little difference is a little difference.
First, he glanced at the guards surrounding the boarding tower, making it impossible for anyone to get through, and then looked towards the distant power armor squad rushing towards them. Middle-aged Joshua couldn't help but nod in satisfaction.
Anyway, his true identity had already been exposed, and he had no intention of using the name "Nathan" again. As long as the outcome matched what he had seen in the future, that was all that mattered.
"Toot!!!"
An extremely sharp, long whistle sounded, signaling the start of the full-scale attack.
"Enemy numbers unknown, weapons unknown. Ambush team, move out! Slow and steady advance!"
Under the watchful eyes of middle-aged Joshua, the first guards to reach the base of the boarding tower, led by a lieutenant, skillfully split into four groups according to the new soldier's manual promoted by the Defense Minister, with the support of the King and the Royal Family.
The ambush team took the lead, splitting into three groups. Two groups hid on both sides of the main road leading to the tower, while the third group set up temporary fortifications further away to ensure that even if the enemies inside the tower managed to break through the encirclement, they wouldn't be able to escape quickly.
Next was the fire support team. Four squads equipped with heavy firepower followed their respective sergeants, quickly spreading out and setting up high-caliber nail guns in suitable positions to suppress any potential fire support from within the tower.
Finally, there were the breaching team and the reserve team. Approximately fifty elite soldiers divided into two groups, with three assault squads equipped with pneumatic shields, entered the tower under the cover of two supporting squads. They began to breach, clear, and sweep through the rooms, slowly advancing while maintaining a steady pace.
Meanwhile, the commander's reserve team followed the fire support team, providing cover as they set up their weapons. They temporarily took on the fire support team's role, opening fire on potential ambush positions in advance to ensure comprehensive coverage.
...
Wow, those old soldiers from the Military Department who had been thoroughly defeated six years ago were actually this elite?
From a distance of seventy to eighty meters above, Lyon couldn't help but be amazed as he looked down. In just under two minutes, the guards had completely sealed off the area and were systematically advancing floor by floor.
Previously, when learning martial arts from the female police officer Ysa, she had shared some stories about her father. She mentioned that six years ago, with the support of the King and the Royal Family, the Defense Minister and the Princess had begun efforts to reform the Military Department.
After six years of their efforts, although the financial deficits had yet to be fully addressed, the soldiers' combat capabilities were undeniably much improved. As for himself, a member of the 'Chaos Party' always plotting mischief, he needed to be more cunning when infiltrating. Under no circumstances should he directly charge at the regular forces of the Military Department.
Additionally, when he had obtained the Holy Spirit Pendant, the Director had once commented that with this defensive and offensive anomalous item, he could barely defeat a squad of fifty elite soldiers in the complex terrain of alleyways.
If he wasn't surrounded and his position wasn't revealed, as long as he remained patient and didn't rush, he might even be able to slowly wear down a company of two to three hundred soldiers with his two-kilometer ultra-long-range soul vision.
And at the time, he felt that with the Black Goat's map-like Soul Vision and its powerful killing ability that could instantly kill anyone within a whimpers within fifty meters, the Director's evaluation of him was a little too conservative. But now, looking at the performance of these elite guards, the Director's evaluation was spot on.
With the limited resources he had at the time and his short-lived stamina, if his position were to be exposed and they were to be swept away by such a meticulously planned attack, even with his bizarre abilities and terrain advantage, he probably wouldn't last long.
As for now...
"Wahahaha! Finally! We're finally at our home turf!"
Accompanied by a wild and carefree laughter, two black diagonal shadows with spiral patterns emerged from Lyon's head, floating slowly like smoke and mist, occasionally emitting faint crimson sparks.
Immediately after, an extremely pungent sulfur smell spread rapidly, centered around the two 'goat-horned smoke' shadows. Lyon took a light whiff, and his lungs felt as if they were being scorched by flames, causing a slight pain. Simultaneously, the sound of a hellish, brutal battle rang in his ears.
[Name: War Horn (Fallen, Fury, War)]
[Appearance: ...]
[Ability: Devil's Horns, Amplified Malice, Endless Bloodshed]
[Cost: ...]
[File: ...]
[Evaluation: Relying on your meticulous nurturing, this anomaly has once again become a terrifying weapon of war.
If you bring it into a large-scale war, you will temporarily gain immortality and unlimited stamina until one side is completely routed, bringing the war to a definitive end.]
[Impregnation Value: 8 (5.2)]
"Kid, don't worry!"
As Lyon frowned, observing the War Horn's panel, the Black Goat, finally able to showcase its strengths, spoke with a smug face:
"Once the war begins, we're invincible! Go ahead and kill without hesitation!
I guarantee that not a single hair on your head will be harmed until everyone is taken care of, whether it's three hundred, three thousand, or thirty thousand people. Just listen to me... Ouch!"
"You better behave!"
Lyon raised his hand and smacked the Black Goat on the head, who was trying to tempt him. It was as if he had inhaled a large amount of low-quality 'Goth' cigarettes, and his lungs burned with discomfort. Lyon couldn't help but scold with a furrowed brow:
"No wonder you like Goth so much; the taste is exactly the same... Hurry up! Take back all this smoke! It's too choking!"
"No... I really can't take it back..."
Hearing Lyon's unreasonable demand, the Black Goat, who had just been happy for a short while, couldn't help but deflate. With a mournful face, he tried to explain:
"This smell is triggered by Endless Bloodshed. The war won't stop until it's over. Even if you're blown to pieces on the battlefield, as long as this smell lingers, you can be put back together.
Moreover, this smell is great for restoring stamina. Even if you've run a hundred kilometers and are about to collapse from exhaustion, just a whiff of this smell will make you lively enough to run another hundred kilometers. If I take away this smell, it won't have this effect anymore."
"Alright..."
Lyon reluctantly inhaled the sulfurous scent, noticing that his depleted stamina had indeed recovered. He gave up on the idea of asking the Black Goat to tone down the 'goat stench' and instead raised his hand to pinch the Holy Spirit Pendant on his chest. With a forceful grind, he targeted the nearest flame in his Soul Vision!
(End of Chapter)
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