Galactic Hunter 079 Completely Out of Control

  The brothers of the Third Battalion could hardly imagine that the corpse in the underground base had actually escaped and was now wreaking havoc in the Rocky Mountains.

  The corpse's body was covered in fresh blood, and on top of the blood was a thick layer of gray dust. From afar, it looked like a gray ape often found in the jungle. But this ape had tremendous fighting power, slowly but surely chasing after the fleeing soldiers in front of him, occasionally launching sudden attacks.

  With just one move, in front of this living dead man, all soldiers' lives only need one move.

  "Rake, stop him, save the man..." Rake held up a wounded soldier, while Hail Rake let out a loud roar and charged at the undead like a raging battle bear.

  "Don't...!" The fleeing Qian Yu turned his head and saw this scene, shocked to the point of shouting "Don't engage in close combat with him, you're no match for him"

  Too late, it was too late, before he could finish speaking, the hail of bullets was already upon them. Rek had thought to use his best combination punches to hold off this monster, but never in a million years would have expected that the living dead would simply lift its leg and kick him.

  Just one kick, and the battle was over. Hail Rek flew from somewhere and back to where he came from. The only difference was that just now he was triumphant, but now he was spitting out blood in big mouthfuls.

  The change was too sudden, and everyone present collectively lost their voices. At that moment, even the all-knowing and experienced Lelouch lost his analytical ability.

  Bang, bang, bang! The continuous gunfire startled everyone. It was Merlin who had returned and was firing to cover them. "Are you all stupid? Are your guns vegetarian? Crossfire, alternate retreat, don't get into close combat..."

  One sentence reminded everyone present that Sima Wu and Arthur, plus Merlin, fired three assault rifles in turn, while others retreated urgently with the wounded.

  Arthur, who fired the gun, cursed loudly, "What the hell is this? How can it be so troublesome? Has he already passed six levels?"

  "It's not just that, this monster's speed and strength are too astonishing, apart from the seven-segment warriors, I haven't heard of anyone else who can make Rakuto spit blood with one move." Sima Wu is indeed a top-notch fighter, his eyes are still very sharp.

  Merrlin's tactics were effective, the electric arc bullets couldn't kill the monster, but those arcs always made the undead in front of him tremble violently, to the point where he could barely walk.

  However, the effect of the electric arc bullet was nothing more than that, and it had no other effect except to slow down the monster's speed a bit. Just as everyone was covering each other and slowly retreating northward, Tan Baihe from the Ice Dragon Squad suddenly discovered an abnormal situation.

  "What's going on? The entire exercise area has been electromagnetically shielded and we can no longer contact the outside world."

  One sentence made everyone in the scene stunned, Leiluo grabbed the terminal and desperately shouted to the military channel "Is there anyone? I am Ice Dragon Squad, I need support, I need support... damn it, how could even the official channel be suppressed?"

  No one present could have imagined that the college would still send them confidential emails in the evening, but how could it be that just a few hours later, even the official channel was unreachable? What to do? If the official channel is unreachable, what's the point of talking about whether to quit or not?

  Actually, everyone is unaware that at dusk, behind a moon on the left bank of Paradise Star, in a rocky area, Mr. Ya's subordinate secretly launched a small spy satellite into space, and this satellite locked onto the exercise area at the fastest speed, not even three minutes had passed, all communications here were disrupted.

  In Mr. Ya's mind, as long as the reserve talents of the eldest princess withdrew from the exercise field, the more reserve talents of the second princess died, the greater his merit would be.

  At dusk, the academy loyal to the Grand Duke had already begun to retreat. Although they were all puzzled in their hearts, they did not have the guts of Sima Wu and Lei Luo Ke, and they dared not disobey military orders.

  Mr. Ya had also considered waiting for the Ice Dragon and Elite Fighting academies, those neutral academies were too influential, it wouldn't be wise to make enemies with the Grand Princess for no reason. But thinking about it again, since I've already secretly contacted their leaders, that's all I can do.

  After much thought and consideration, Mr. Ya finally made up his mind and set in motion a long-held secret plan.

  The satellite shielding exercise was just one part of the overall plan. On this deep night, in a mountain valley in Panshan State, a large-scale brutal dragon training camp was bustling with activity, and the loud noise could be faintly heard even in Panshan City.

  "Are those people from the violent dragon clan all crazy? Why aren't they sleeping at this late hour?" The good citizens gazed out at the distant light outside the city and asked.

  Next to him, a tipsy old man mysteriously said, "Don't you know? There are dead people inside the violent dragon. I heard that in the Rocky Mountains, an entire squad of warriors mysteriously disappeared..."

  "Who told you?" The crowd gathered around immediately.

  That drunk old man was just about to brag to everyone, when the terminal on his wrist suddenly rang, and a holographic screen appeared with a chef wearing a white hat.

  "Second Master, why are you still drinking? Hurry back home and lock the door tight. Whatever you do, don't go out on the streets... The soldiers in the city are all going mad, completely mad, shouting about killing people... Quick, go home, hurry back home..."

  The words were not finished, and the holographic screen suddenly disappeared. The crowd on the spot was silent, and the people in the screen were all familiar with them, they were the nephew of the drunk old man, who was a cook in the kitchen of the Violent Dragon Academy, what he said should be no mistake.

  "Go home, all go home, and shut the doors...". Not a moment of hesitation, the whole alley was quiet.

  What the kitchen god said is not wrong, now in the violent dragon training camp, more than 3,000 reserve fighters have gone completely crazy. They gathered in the conference hall, staring intently at the scrolling subtitles and pictures on the big screen.

  The crowd's emotions have been thoroughly mobilized, and this mysterious email has fully exposed the tragic death of the Violent Dragon Squad, with a chain of evidence pointing directly at the Flame Bird Flight Team in Panshan State.

  "Brothers, the coordinates provided by the spy satellite have explained everything. Before Hong Mao's death, the closest ones to them were the Flame Bird Flight Squadron... they are the most suspicious of their deaths..."

  "It's not just the spy satellite that can serve as evidence, but also the suspicious behavior of Huo Lian's team. Just this evening, within an hour after our brother's tragic death, Huo Lian's team actually submitted a withdrawal application to the military department, and they ran away with their tails between their legs..."

  "They say they are guilty...". The passionate speech of the soldier on stage stirred up everyone's emotions, with more than 2,000 people in the auditorium shouting wildly.

  "Avenge, severely punish the murderer... Avenge, severely punish the murderer..." Some soldiers were so excited that they took out their daggers and cut long gashes on their own faces, then washed their faces with the fresh blood.

  "Blood for blood, life for life..."

  At this moment, a picture suddenly appeared on the big screen again. On the left side of the picture, an arm occupied one-third of the screen, and in the middle of the picture, behind that person, a corpse was half-buried in the sand, with the exposed military uniform being exactly the same as the violent dragon's military uniform.

  When people carefully distinguished it, they found that there was a vague flamingo pattern on the sleeve of that arm.

  This made the crowd even crazier, with countless people shouting for revenge and rushing out of the meeting hall. The dozen or so constables at the door didn't dare to stop these angry men, not one of them dared to make a sound, they all turned around and hid to the side.

  "Go to the headquarters of Huo Lie Niao, find the murderer and shoot those bloodthirsty bastards...". The soldiers walking on the street shouted slogans and rushed towards Pan Shan City, aiming directly at the Huo Lie Niao Flight Brigade.

  When this group of violent dragons rushed out of the camp, on a small building, two officers who looked like leaders were whispering to each other in fear.

  "Is this going to work? This is inciting a military uprising! This is a heinous crime punishable by the death of nine clans!"

  "Are you scared? Haha, being scared is useless. Since you've boarded the princess's ship, do you still want to be a wallflower? Wealth and honor are sought in danger, if you want to eat a stable meal, go home and hug your children."

  The scolded guy didn't get angry either. He just sighed and said, "I'm not afraid, I just feel too rushed, really too rushed..."

  At this moment, more than 2,000 members of the violent dragon rushed to the camp of the Huolie Bird Corps and blocked the gate. So many people dragged out three miles away, forming a crescent shape that half-encircled the camp.

  "Open the door, let people go... Open the door, let people go..." The momentum brought by the thousands of people's crazy shouts was enough to move mountains and seas. A small flock of firebirds flew in a big formation, scaring the tightly closed gate into becoming a turtle with its head shrunk back.

  The Firebird is a special school for training Imperial pilots, due to the specialty of the troops, this college has very few people, including employees, there are only over 1,000. In addition, these pilots are proficient in formation techniques and are not good at close combat.

  We are no match for the tyrannosaurus, and we don't even have as many people as they do. This battle is unwinnable.

  "Trainees, please calm down. As soldiers of the empire, it is your duty to obey orders. Do not believe in rumors... The loudspeaker on the wall was shouting weakly, and the speaker also knew that it was useless. The savages outside the wall were indeed worthy of their nickname "Violent Dragon", they hadn't evolved at all."

  You're the ones who are big-headed and brainless. You never think things through. We're pilots, you're infantrymen. After all these years of fighting, we've never lost in hand-to-hand combat. And now someone says we killed your people, and you actually believe it?

  But those who are caught up in fanaticism have no rationality to speak of; they don't even bother to analyze, they just want to vent the fierce flames in their chest.

  On the playground of the Flamingo Camp, hundreds of trainees have equipped themselves with sticks and other weapons. If things go wrong, they can also use them to break through.

  At this moment, in the dark corner of the wall, a flamingo guard who was standing watch was vigilantly staring at the sea of people below him. When his earpiece emitted a faint sound, he subconsciously hid into the shadows.

  In the darkness, the guard pulled out a silent pistol from his pocket and fired three shots at the crowd below without aiming, then turned around and walked away quickly, disappearing into the darkness.

  "It's murder, the Flamingos are shooting, murder...!" The shrill cries stunned all the violent dragons, and when they saw the crimson blood, the situation completely lost control.

  "Build a human ladder, we'll launch a strong attack, slaughter these bastards..." The surging crowd instantly swallowed the camp in front of them, and the low walls couldn't stop these madmen at all. Firebird immediately fell.

  "Fire, fire...... These violent dragons have gone mad, we can't die for nothing, hurry up and fire......"

  It turns out that pilots are not only technical soldiers, but also bloody warriors. In the face of a desperate situation, they would also be willing to take a few scapegoats with them.

  From that moment on, Panshan City was filled with gunfire and bloodshed.