Chapter 335: Chapter 236: Ghost Kill (Third Update)

As he spoke, Wu Taemin picked up the walkie-talkie, preparing to notify his superiors and the nearby Chan Country Army, informing them of the situation here.

However, what baffled him was that all communication devices seemed to be severely interfered with and utterly incapable of transmitting any notifications outside.

Wu Taemin did not know that, near the corners of Luyuan Street, pale and bizarre Papermen had appeared, directly blocking all outgoing communication signals.

Meanwhile, on the street, soldiers who had received the orders began trying to attack the invisible enemy with rocket launchers and flamethrowers.

Although the enemy was invisible, based on the length of the black Death Hook’s chain, the source of the enemy could be estimated.

At the scene, soldiers were continuously dying, and explosions and bursts of flames occurred.

In the high heat flames of the flame throwers, people saw a tall, thin ghostly shadow in the fire.

“It’s a Fierce Ghost, he’s there.”

The soldiers shouted with a mix of alarm and delight as multiple tanks at the scene identified the target, and high explosive bombs continuously hit the revealed tall and thin ghostly shadow, causing violent explosions that mistakenly injured nearby soldiers, but the soldiers could no longer concern themselves with that.

“Is it… dead?”

After the explosions, the scene turned quiet again, and no more soldiers were killed by Death Hooks.

After a brief silence, the soldiers couldn’t help but smile with the relief of having survived a calamity.

“We won, we killed the Fierce Ghost.”

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“Even the Fierce Ghost can’t withstand cannons.”

“We’ve avenged our fallen comrades.”

As the soldiers hugged each other and wept with joy, inside a store, a tall and thin ghostly shadow missing half of its body appeared there.

The ghostly shadow’s mouth was wide open, seemingly absorbing something, and its body underwent a slow transformation.

The originally two meters tall body, its dark form slowly writhing, gradually elongated to three meters, teeth sharp as knives, and its green pupils turned dark red, making the tall and thin ghostly shadow more terrifying and intimidating than before.

Just as the transformation following the promotion had completed, this tall and thin ghostly shadow moved again, bizarrely appearing in front of a tank.

Rust appeared on the surface of the tank, and the tall thin ghostly shadow completely ignored the physical barrier, melding into the steel of the tank like ink.

Inside the tank, the crew’s shouts of shock and anger erupted, along with the smell of decay.

Meanwhile, Wu Taemin, thinking the battle had ended, was walking towards the command vehicle, preparing to leave by vehicle to notify his superiors.

By the time he reached inside the command vehicle and was about to have the tank column escort him, he saw that of the four tanks in the tank column, three showed no signs of activity, and he immediately realized something was wrong.

“That Fierce Ghost isn’t dead, it’s attacking our tanks!”

Wu Taemin pointed to the last tank, which was beginning to rust.

As soon as his words fell, he suddenly felt intense pain in his limbs and couldn’t help but scream in agony.

The scream didn’t last a second before Wu Taemin lost consciousness.

Hearing the familiar screams, the Chan Country Soldiers on Luyuan Street were dumbfounded.

With gazes full of fear, they saw many comrades, including their own battalion commander, whose bodies were gruesomely dismembered by several Death Hooks wrapping around their limbs and necks.

The tall and thin ghostly figure not only survived but became even more terrifying than before.

Seeing even tanks getting destroyed, the soldiers of Chan Country on Luyuan Street broke down, crying and running in all directions.

Facing the super soldiers from Jieke Group, they still dared to confront briefly, but with the fierce ghost, it was too much of an anomaly.

The confrontation just now had drained their courage, and now seeing the fierce ghost reappear, the remaining courage receded like the tide, leaving only the instinct to run, driven by fear and the will to survive.

What these soldiers didn’t know was that they hadn’t even left Luyuan Street when pale papermen floated through the darkness, gruesomely joining the hunt.

The scent of death wafted through Luyuan Street, which had become a hunting slaughterhouse for the ghosts.

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Two o’clock in the morning.

Lingyuan Building!

This was the tallest building in Jiwei City, surrounded by similarly tall buildings.

This area composed of CBD buildings was the high-end financial and commercial center of Jiwei City.

At this time, this area had fallen into the hands of the Chan Country government, specifically, into the hands of Japanese Soldiers from the 1st Airborne Regiment.

The three units initially sent by Japan, the 13th Self-Defense Force, were decimated at Wuhe Military Camp, and the mixed aviation brigade was bombed at Putuo Airport, rendering all warplanes unusable.

Only this 1st Airborne Regiment remained fully combat-capable.

As the Chan Country government attacked Jiwei City, they called on this only unit currently in the Chan Country territory to aid.

To maintain ally morale, Japan didn’t refuse and dispatched this elite paratrooper unit. Two days ago, they landed on the rooftops of this CBD area via helicopters and, in coordination with ground forces, seized control of the region.

Although at great cost, taking over the area around Lingyuan Building demonstrated their strength to their allies in Chan Country, proving they weren’t as ineffective as at the start of the war.

Now, the 1st Airborne Regiment still stationed here found the area’s high buildings very suitable for helicopter landings. Coupled with the really elite paratroopers that were far more adept tactically than regular soldiers, and with armed helicopters providing heavy firepower, they had resisted three counterattacks from Jieke Group and held their ground until now.

Under the veil of night, darkness enveloped the entire city, with streets littered with various car wrecks and debris from consecutive days of warfare.

A cool breeze fluttered the leaves of roadside trees, whispering softly.

Stationed here, Japanese Soldier Xiao Ye Rilang yawned as he exchanged duties with a rotation guard and crouched behind a sandbag bunker, checking a machine gun stationed there.

Perhaps due to lack of sleep, Xiao Ye Rilang felt the night was unusually deep, the distant buildings eerily spectral in the shadows, and a faint odor of decay wafted through the dark, making one’s entire body uncomfortable.

“What a weird smell!”

Xiao Ye Rilang muttered, arranging the machine gun and pulling up the ammo belt. He then raised his head unconsciously and rubbed his eyes.

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For he saw that, unbeknownst to when, several red lanterns had been hung on the street lamps.

The lanterns, adorned with big “happiness” characters, swung back and forth in the night breeze, casting a strange, blood-like red glow.

Accompanied by queer blowing sounds, a lavish flower sedan chair appeared in view, made of red silk and embroidered on all sides with festive patterns like “A Hundred Years of Good Harmony,” “Dragon and Phoenix Bringing Auspiciousness,” “A Happy Full Moon,” and “Two Swallows Flying Together.”

In addition to the eight strong men carrying the sedan chair, there were many other figures nearby, resembling a wedding procession with a stretching line of red attire, a grand procession with colorful flags, playing suonas, striking cymbals, and carrying tall lamps–all following the sedan chair, bringing a festive and joyful atmosphere.

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