Trinity Traitor: From One Person to the Other

Chapter 112: The Hall is Destroyed
He Songling ordered the troops to stop temporarily and counted the casualties.

It has to be said that the army armed with hot weapons is indeed powerful. With He Songling's orders and him and Zhang Zhiwei using Qi to back them up, up to now, only four people have died because they were accidentally corroded by the highly corrosive poison while wearing protective clothing and then invaded by the poisonous insects.

Eleven people were seriously injured, and twenty-five people were slightly injured. These poisonous insects were indeed hard to guard against.

It seemed a bit embarrassing that a 1,500-man reinforced battalion came to fight a cult and suffered so many casualties. But in fact, the opponent's means had been largely disintegrated, and their combat effectiveness was almost intact.

This is what everyone expects from modern armies. In fact, they should be able to pass the level without taking any damage.

Obviously, the alien's methods have their own magic, especially when hiding in the mountains, it is difficult to cause accurate killings.

"Send the wounded and the dead together. For the rest of the people, use grenades to clear the way. The flamethrowers must hide in the third row, and the first two rows will be protected!"

He Songling couldn't help but sigh that he didn't know anything about commanding a war, and he didn't have any talent at all. When he counted the casualties just now, he thought the number of casualties was not large, but now, there were dozens of people carrying the wounded away, plus those carrying the dead bodies.

The war was not as simple as he thought, but it didn't matter. He was not going to fight a large-scale war, but just a reinforced battalion of troops to bully a group of evil cult aliens. He didn't understand war, but he knew aliens very well.

The army continued to move towards the depth of the altar. The so-called depth actually refers to a mountain road leading to a deep cave. After all, most of the altar building had been destroyed by the long-term bombardment.

It can be imagined that originally this place should have been a claustrophobic, eerie corridor with dim lights, covered with strange murals, and hiding various mechanisms and poisonous insects.

Seriously, if He Songling hadn't insisted on letting the artillery bombard for so long, if he had really sent two lightly armed companies as Long Yun intended, this one stronghold and this one road alone would have been enough to destroy their entire army.

Unlike the reinforced battalion he is commanding now, normally two companies only have about 200 people, and along the way they have come, there are already dozens of people who have been killed by the shock and explosion of the Medicine Immortal Society alone.

There are dozens of alien Gu Masters hiding in ambush in the mountains. Not to mention the warlord armies of this era, even the modern special forces may not be able to deal with them.

After walking along a long mountain road, passing through several caves, and killing countless poisonous insects, they finally saw the figure of a living person.

"Sir! Don't shoot! I'm here to surrender!"

A short man in Miaojiang clothing walked out slowly, holding his hands high and waving a white cloth. There was nothing they could do. Seeing the last cave, if they didn't surrender, the army would just seal the cave and smoke it out, and they wouldn't be able to bear it.

"Sir, I..."

"boom!"

As soon as the man said a few words, He Songling pulled out a gun and shot him in the head.

"Surrender? We've been fighting for so long, and now you're talking about surrendering? Go down and surrender to those kids outside who were killed by you in refining the human Gu."

He Songling snorted coldly and ordered: "Grenade, throw it!"

"Yes!"

If He Songling hadn't mentioned it, they had forgotten some of it in the tense and exciting battle. Now when they recalled the deaths of those children and their dozens of dead and wounded comrades, the soldiers' anger was instantly ignited.

"Swish!"

At least thirty grenades were thrown in.

Here He Songling did not use American hand grenades, which were too expensive and unnecessary to blow up this group of people. He used old-fashioned wooden-handled hand grenades, which were also quite powerful but more than ten times cheaper.

"Boom!"

The explosion was mixed with the screams of countless people. It was obvious that many of the people who barely survived inside had died again. "Fuck you, you bastard, since you won't let us live, you won't live either!"

There was a loud curse from inside, and then countless black water flowed out of the cave, and the inside was filled with screams. It was obvious that this was a cruel method that first hurt oneself and then hurt others.

"Oh no! They want to die together. Lao Zhang, let's go!"

He Songling's pupils shrank, and he instantly realized what the people from the Medicine Immortal Society wanted to do.

Indeed, strange people, especially Gu Masters, have their own mysterious aspects. But no matter how magical they are, they are still flesh and blood, and not everyone can reach the level of Daluo Dongguan who disappears from the timeline out of thin air.

The army kept their distance and used bombs and guns for long-range bombing. Even if this was the best era for the Medicine Fairy Society, with countless unimaginable and bizarre poisonous insects, they would not be able to withstand it.

The only choice is death, the only choice is to perish together.

But He Songling and Zhang Zhiwei did not come here to help Long Yun suppress bandits.

The two men rushed into the cave in an instant as fast as lightning. It was not until a long time later that someone noticed that the afterimage of He Songling in the air was slowly dissipating.

“Zlazla…”

Zhang Zhiwei's thunder method advanced against the unknown black water. With the bombardment reaching this point, no poisonous insects could survive. The only thing the Medicine Fairy could use now was these venoms.

"there!"

Lightning flashed in Zhang Zhiwei's eyes. Even in the pitch-dark cave, he could still see things and saw two figures at a glance. Then, with a flash of lightning, the Taoist figure disappeared on the spot. When he reappeared, two big palms covered with lightning and golden light had already pressed the heads of the two people to the ground.

"Huh? No!"

Zhang Zhiwei subdued the two men, only to find something wrong. Black, sticky venom like petroleum was continuously flowing out of their seven orifices, and their human forms were constantly dissolving in the toxic corrosion.

They were already dead.

"How cruel." Zhang Zhiwei shook his head, threw the two men far away, and chopped them into ashes with thunder. Even he didn't want to get involved with this kind of thing.

"Old He, how are you?"

"They're all dead." He Songling came out with three bodies emitting black water, supported by his out-of-body Qi. The black water did not flow to the ground, but stagnated in the air, as if there was a spherical transparent container in the air, containing the bodies of the three people.

Soon, the "container" was filled, and the bodies of the three people were completely dissolved by the black water.

"Look again."

He Songling nodded to Zhang Zhiwei, and the two of them once again displayed their skills and ran in the cave.

However, more than ten minutes later, the two met again. Except for one person holding a corpse, there was no living person in the cave.

"They just died like that?" Zhang Zhiwei was surprised. It was normal for the lower-level fanatics to die, but is there not a single high-ranking person who is afraid of death in this entire gang?

Or is it that there are no senior executives here at all?

"Not good!" He Songling's face suddenly changed, and he flew out quickly: "Hurry to the other strongholds!"

(End of this chapter)