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Chapter 643 - 282: The Inextinguishable Rage...!!!

Wei Banmeng listened to Chu Kuanglan’s muttering.

Even while running at high speed, she couldn’t help but roll her eyes, her cool voice precisely hitting Chu Kuanglan’s ear through the radio:

"Aren’t you a soldier right now!?"

Chu Kuanglan was stunned for a moment, then scratched his helmet-covered head with an awkward laugh and said in a muffled voice, "Ah? Oh... hehe, I guess you’re right! We’re now bona fide Garrison Army!"

Just as his words fell.

The spearhead of the Garrison Army, sweeping forward like a torrent of steel, already surged with a crushing momentum, slamming into the Destiny Ghost Army that the four had lured out.

Boom—!!!

The deafening crash, the sound of ice shattering, the tearing of flesh, the wailing of the Life Ghosts, and the angry roars of humans instantly intertwined, drowning out the howl of the wind and snow.

Like two surging tides colliding head-on, stirring a froth of death and shattered bone.

The frontline martial artist troops, uniformly clad in full-body dark blue heavy mail, holding giant shields, battle axes, heavy hammers, spears, and other weapons, with various colors of Qi Blood smoke rising from their bodies like burning fortress of steel, fiercely wedged into the Life Ghost horde!

Shield walls advanced like mountains, spears thrust like forests, giant axes and war hammers smashed down with the force to split mountains and stones!

Every swing of a weapon accompanied the spectacle of Life Ghost bone armor shattering and limbs flying!

Following closely were the Divine Cultists, unleashing a colorful torrent of energy.

Ice paths were frozen over, flames consumed the beast swarms, strong winds stirred up sand and stones, resilient vines broke the permafrost to bind and twist, sharp golden light sliced through carapaces, and thick earthen walls rose to split the battlefield...

Wei Banmeng and the other three did not pause for a moment.

Like four agile fish, they quickly weaved at the edge of the Garrison Army’s charging torrent, soon distancing themselves from the most dangerous junction of the front lines, falling back to a relatively safer position on the battlefield.

The "Anvil" commander who had just communicated with Wei Banmeng over the radio.

A rugged-looking man with a colonel’s insignia on his shoulder, leading several staff officers and guards, quickly approached them.

He scanned the four with his eyes, confirmed they were unharmed, then spoke swiftly:

"Thank you all for your contributions! The mission was executed beautifully! But now is a critical moment in the war, forgive me for not staying long, I will personally thank you later! Please take care and stay safe!"

Then he cupped his fists heavily, turned without hesitation, and along with his subordinates, dashed back to the fierce battlefield ahead like arrows leaving the string, leaving behind a young staff officer with glasses, focused and attentive, and several guards.

The young staff officer couldn’t spare time for pleasantries with the four-member team.

He was fully focused on the flat map expanded on his wrist, his fingers operating swiftly.

Several high-speed reconnaissance drones, specially used by the military, hovered over the battlefield braving the wind and snow, transmitting real-time images and various energy readings back.

Based on the feedback, the staff officer continuously issued instructions to various combat units through encrypted channels.

"Area A7’s Bone-Eating Dog pack is fiercely counterattacking! Third Company, fire support team, lay ice cover for suppression!"

"Left flank Frost Bone Heavy Armor Beast herd attempting to rally charge! Second Heavy Armor Camp, hold them off! Divine Chosen team ’Ice Blade’, focus fire to interrupt their charge!"

"Watch the skies! The Shadow Claw Bat swarm has begun to dive..."

The battlefield was like a massive meat grinder, the ferocity of the Life Ghosts clashing with the disciplined tenacity of the Garrison Army in jaw-clenching collision.

In this extraordinary warzone where large-scale thermal weapons couldn’t be used.

The clash of cold weapons and the tearing of flesh, the roar of Divine Art and the howls of Life Ghosts, combined to form a brutal and magnificent war painting.

Chu Kuanglan watched the grand scene that made one’s blood boil before him.

Feeling the tremors underfoot from countless footsteps and energy outbursts, he checked the time; nearly forty minutes remained until the agreed rendezvous time with Fang Qingyu.

He licked his slightly cracked lips, eyes sparkling with an eager combat glow, and spoke in a low voice to Wei Banmeng:

"Banmeng, it’s still early, and the fight outside is so lively... shall we also jump in for a bit? Lend a hand?"

Upon hearing this, Wei Banmeng frowned slightly, her eyes quickly scanning the intense frontline, then glancing at Lu Jiuyuan and Jiang Wei beside her.

Lu Jiuyuan’s injuries were just healed, but his eyes were steady, and he nodded slightly indicating he was fine.

Jiang Wei’s body was enveloped in a crimson halo, her breath steady, with a slight look of eager anticipation in her clear red pupils.

As the acting team leader in Fang Qingyu’s absence, Wei Banmeng quickly weighed the pros and cons:

The current battlefield situation showed the Garrison Army had a clear advantage, steadily advancing and slaughtering, not needing their intervention in a dire situation.

For the team status, the four were fully combat-ready and in good condition.

The mission objective was already completed.

With lightning-fast thoughts, Wei Banmeng’s gaze sharpened as she decisively ordered:

"Go! Target, eliminate enemy Tier Two units, disrupt their command nodes! Cover each other, maintain clear communication! Chu Kuanglan, don’t go too deep!"

"Understood!!"

Chu Kuanglan roared in excitement, the giant sword in his hand, resembling a door panel, let out a "buzz" as it burst into a radiant Qi Blood red glow, and he charged like a fierce tiger towards the most embroiled part of the battlefield!

"Got it!"

Lu Jiuyuan followed close behind, his ancient longsword twirling into a flower formation, precisely slicing into a gap in the battlefield.

Wei Banmeng let out a clear shout, the Profound Qilin Double Blades sweeping up an icy cold stream, her figure like a flash of lightning.

Jiang Wei took a deep breath, raised her hands, red light condensing in her palms, forming two fiery orbs like small suns she held, instantly dispelling the surrounding chill!