I'm the administrator of the National Fortune Arena at the start of the game; I'll hand it

Dark as ink.

A specially modified Z-10 attack helicopter, like a ghost in the night, silently cut through the night sky of Jiangnan City at an extremely low altitude, speeding towards the western suburbs.

Inside the cabin, the atmosphere was so oppressive it was almost suffocating.

All the core members of Team Dragons were included.

Wang Yi sat in the main seat, closing his eyes to rest, but the ever-increasing aura of lightning emanating from his body revealed his inner turmoil.

Chen Hu held his enormous high-frequency battle blade, a bloodthirsty smile on his lips, constantly stroking the cold blade with his fingers.

"Damn it, finally I can fight in real life! I've been suffocating!" he muttered under his breath, his muscles trembling slightly with excitement. "Don't try to take them from me later, watch me twist their heads off one by one and use them as chamber pots!"

"Shut up, Chen Hu," Zhao Zihan's cold voice rang out.

She was meticulously polishing her Windrunner composite bow, inspecting each specially crafted alloy arrow over and over again. Her gaze was focused and sharp, like a hawk poised to hunt in the night.

"This isn't a dungeon; there are no resurrections, and no unlimited pay-to-win support from Advisor Su. If you dare to get carried away, you'll be the first one to die."

Chen Hu pursed his lips and didn't dare to say anything more.

Although he was arrogant, he knew his limits, especially in front of this great-aunt who was a master archer.

Wu Qiong, who possessed spatial abilities, leaned against the corner, like an invisible person, but his fingers were constantly making gestures in the air, seemingly simulating the route of infiltration and teleportation.

"Listen carefully, everyone."

Wang Yi opened his eyes, and two flashes of lightning disappeared in an instant.

"Su Yuan has already sent over the internal structure diagram of the cold storage and the enemy's defenses. There are thirty-six mercenaries on the outer perimeter, equipped with heavy firepower, and two modified bulletproof armored vehicles. Inside, there is that Grim Reaper and his personal guard; the number is unknown, but their strength is definitely not weak."

He scanned each team member, his voice cold and steady.

"Our first task is to ensure Academician Zhang's absolute safety; the second is to clean up all the mess."

"The tactical arrangement is as follows: Chen Hu and I will be responsible for the frontal assault and draw the main fire. Zhao Zihan, you will go to the abandoned signal tower two kilometers east of the target location, establish a sniper position, provide us with long-range support, and monitor all retreat routes."

"Wu Qiong, use your spatial abilities to infiltrate the cold storage as soon as possible and find Academician Zhang's location, but don't act rashly. Only take action after confirming it's safe."

"Li Bingyao, you and the rest of you are responsible for providing backup and dealing with any survivors."

"Do you understand everything?"

"Understood!" everyone responded in unison.

"Alright." Wang Yi nodded. "Remember, we are the sharpest blade of the Dragon Kingdom. Tonight, let these ignorant bastards taste what it feels like to have their throats slit!"

Ten minutes later, the helicopter hovered at a low altitude of 1.5 kilometers from the target.

Zhao Zihan and Wu Qiong were the first to disappear into the night.

Wang Yi and Chen Hu exchanged a glance and then jumped directly from the cabin, which was dozens of meters high.

"Boom! Boom!"

Two loud bangs, like two meteorites falling to the ground, and the two landed steadily on the ground, the concrete beneath their feet cracking instantly.

The commotion immediately alerted the guards outside the cold storage.

The piercing alarm shattered the night sky, and beams of searchlight swept across the area, instantly locking onto Wang Yi and Chen Hu.

"Fire! Fire!"

The dense gunfire exploded like popping beans.

Countless fire snakes, intertwined into a deadly net, descended upon the two of them.

"Well done!"

Chen Hu was not surprised but delighted, and let out a deafening roar.

Instead of dodging, he charged forward like a runaway heavy tank, charging wildly through the hail of bullets!

"Clang clang clang clang!"

Rifle bullets struck him, producing a series of rapid metallic clanging sounds and scattering sparks, but they couldn't even break his skin, leaving only faint white spots.

This scene nearly made the eyes of the mercenaries observing the battlefield through night vision goggles pop out of their sockets.

"What the hell is that?!"

"Monster! It's a monster!"

"Heavy firepower! Use heavy firepower now!"

Their gasps of surprise were completely drowned out by Chen Hu's roar.

Having been enhanced by the T-virus serum in the dungeon and awakened his berserker talent, Chen Hu's physical strength had long surpassed the realm of humanity. These conventional weapons were no different from tickling him.

He laughed wildly as he rushed toward a bulletproof armored vehicle that was firing wildly.

Under the terrified gazes of the soldiers inside the vehicle, he bent down and gripped the chassis of the armored vehicle tightly with both hands.

"Get up, you son of a bitch!!!"

With a beast-like roar, the muscles in his back bulged, and the veins sprang out like writhing dragons.

He actually managed to lift the armored vehicle, which weighed over ten tons, off the ground, and then, with all his might, flipped it over!

"BOOM!!!"

The violent explosion sent flames and black smoke billowing into the sky, instantly engulfing several mercenaries nearby.

The entire battlefield fell into an eerie silence because of this inhuman scene.

Everyone was terrified.

Just as Chen Hu drew everyone's attention, Wang Yi's figure moved at high speed on the other side of the battlefield, like a ghost.

Wherever he went, all electronic devices, from communicators to electronic sights to surveillance cameras, instantly had their screens flash and emitted blue smoke, becoming completely unusable.

"I've completely cut off their communication and electronic devices," Wang Yi's calm voice rang out in the team's internal channel. "They're blind and deaf now."

Before he finished speaking, he had already charged into another group of dumbfounded mercenaries.

There was no earth-shattering noise, only flashes of lightning.

Every move Wang Yi makes is lightning fast, precise, and deadly.

Those battle-hardened mercenaries were like lambs to the slaughter before him. They didn't even have time to react before they fell to the ground, their bodies charred black, amidst a flash of electricity.

Less than three minutes.

The thirty-six mercenaries on the perimeter were completely wiped out.

Wang Yi and Chen Hu stood unharmed in front of the heavy steel door of the cold storage.

"I'll do it!"

Chen Hu roared excitedly, swung his high-frequency battle blade, and was about to strike down.

"Wait," Wang Si stopped him.

Wang Yi slowly stretched out his hand, his palm facing the door.

"Sizzle—"

A thick bolt of lightning shot out from his palm and struck the electronic door lock with pinpoint accuracy.

With a loud bang, the door lock was instantly melted through, billowing thick smoke.

Wang Yi withdrew his hand and nodded to Chen Hu.

Chen Hu grinned, took a step forward, and kicked out!

"boom!!!"

The steel gate, weighing several tons, was as flimsy as paper. He kicked it so hard that it dented inwards and then collapsed with a crash!

A chilling aura, mixed with the smell of blood and decay, wafted out from the bottomless dark corridor behind the door.

At the end of the corridor, a pair of cold, inhuman eyes slowly lit up.