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As night fell, alarms blared throughout the base. This was not the warning of a beast attack, but rather a different kind of alarm, equally serious. The radio broadcast and the command communication system urgently alerted the Special Operations Team, instructing them to retreat back to the base before darkness descended.
On this island, half of which was occupied by the Gobi Desert, the most unpredictable element was the weather. Human technology, including the Data Analysis System, struggled to keep pace with its unparalleled volatility.
Many members of the Special Operations Team managed to return in time. As the last convoy swiftly entered the base, the heavy gates slammed shut. All personnel retreated into the shelter, infrared warning radars activated. Aside from a few on guard duty, nearly everyone remained indoors as fierce winds howled outside, and swirling sand began to obscure visibility.
This was merely the beginning. A thousand meters away, dark clouds surged like they were being stirred by a giant hand, rolling and churning ominously. Countless Hei Feng swirled together with the black clouds from afar. In an instant, a whirlwind of sand was lifted into the air, continuously swept away by the raging winds as if a hand were tossing sand into the distance without pause.
The wind grew stronger, initially carrying sand, soon followed by larger debris like stones. The wind had already surpassed level eight, capable of lifting heavier objects. The alert team members withdrew indoors as well.
Fortunately, the buildings at the base had been constructed with consideration for such sandstorms. They were specially reinforced; even artillery shells might not collapse a structure. Yet outside, howling winds and swirling dust created a dim atmosphere reminiscent of an apocalyptic scene that filled everyone indoors with dread.
Many windows shattered with loud cracks. Team members hastily boarded them up with wooden planks to prevent sand from pouring in. Some leaned against walls listening to the monstrous sounds raging outside. Some murmured prayers repeatedly, hoping that divine intervention would soon put an end to this disaster that felt like doomsday.
Before nature's fury, both humans and beasts were insignificant.
Berg stood at a window, gazing at the approaching wall of dust that surged like a tsunami from the ground towards the base, which resembled a rocky outcrop. In an instant, sand swept past; what was once clear outside turned into chaos.
Berg stared blankly at the bizarre transformation outside—the dust shifted from darkness to shimmering hues before finally settling into a blood-red hue that deepened into dark crimson. Outside, flying sand and stones swirled in tumult; it felt as if one were trapped in hell.
Furrowing his brow, Berg turned and summoned one of his captains.
"Go get Tang Kede," he ordered.
"Yes," replied the captain with a salute before turning to leave.
The captain closed the door and traversed through the corridors of the building. Several guards stood at attention along his path, their movements as precise as machines. He moved quickly and expressionlessly through them while flickering lights overhead indicated instability in the energy systems outside due to the storm's onslaught. The captain reached the first floor and turned right toward a room at the end of the hallway.
Knock knock—
There was no response from within. The captain knocked again but received no answer. Just as he prepared to knock a second time, a woman's anguished scream pierced through from inside.
"No! Let me go..." "Hey, no one can escape my grasp!" "Ah, you can point a gun at me? Do you know who I am? If you dare to offend me, have you ever thought about you? What will happen to the younger brother who is studying in Free Federation? "Hey, just be obedient and obedient. Oh, you are pointing a gun at yourself. Don't worry, even if you die, I won't let you go." Your corpse!" Immediately afterwards, the sound of clothes breaking was heard in the room. "No..." The woman's voice of resistance was still there, but it didn't have the same determination as before. "Be good, don't be afraid, there is always a first time, it's okay, tsk tsk...this figure..." "Please..." A woman in the room made an almost feeble plea. "Don't move, look at you, you don't want it with your mouth, your body is so honest... Tsk..." "No, don't..." Immediately afterwards, various low sounds and the sound of bodies colliding came from the room, There is also Tang Kede, which is crazy and almost perverted with the roar of a conquering beast. The woman changed from being determined before to crying and gasping in a low voice. This is a picture that makes people think of it and make them bloodthirsty. The Captain endured it for a while, swallowed his saliva, and controlled his brain not to be overwhelmed by the temptation. He wanted to continue listening, but in the end he chose to knock on the door because he did not obey 6Berg's order. Dare to disobey, if you neglect, you may be shot even if it is light. Dong Dong—— Dong Dong—— After knocking on the door three times, a Tang Kedesimilar to Roar curse came from inside. "Who is it? What's going on!"
“Doctor, Company Commander 6 wants to see you,” the Captain said loudly.
“Why wait until now to find me? Damn it. Oh, my beauty, wait for me to return; we haven’t had our fun yet. Heh heh.”
A few minutes later, the door handle turned, and Tang Kede appeared at the entrance, impeccably dressed. He shot a glare at the Captain, who had interrupted his plans, and then walked ahead with his hands behind his back.
The young officer caught a glimpse through the door crack. Inside the room, on the disheveled bed, a woman with snow-white skin was sobbing. The young officer didn’t linger but followed Tang Kede to report to Company Commander 6 and complete his mission.
After Tang Kede left, the door opened to reveal a short Female Second Lieutenant with tear-streaked cheeks. Her delicate face was heart-wrenching in its sorrow as she stood at the doorway, waiting for two soldiers who pretended not to see her.
The Female Second Lieutenant had already put on her uniform. She wiped her tears, donned her military cap, and resolutely walked down the corridor, moving back to her barracks like a soulless puppet.
Lu Fei Fan was in his military tent, where the energy array of the camp had been activated. An invisible shield resisted the battering of strong winds and sandstorms. Below, the camp remained warm and lively; many soldiers took advantage of the brief respite from the storm to chat and drink.
Lu Fei Fan stayed in his tent practicing the Pulse Breathing Technique. Ever since he sensed that strange illusion last time, he had been pondering what it was and why it suddenly appeared in his dreams.
Bang!
A gunshot interrupted his training. He sprang up from his bed like a wild beast, hitting the ground and rolling under the bed. He grasped his Lie Hound pistol in one hand and held a dagger in his left hand.
Was someone ambushing him? Or had his poisoning scheme been exposed?
But after hiding under the bed for a long time without anyone rushing in, he realized that it wasn’t an attack on him; something had happened outside in the camp.
He put away his weapons and decided to check outside. Once he exited the tent, he saw many people heading toward a larger tent up ahead, murmuring among themselves.
What happened over there?
Before long, Military Police rushed over to maintain order. Several officers responsible for camp affairs arrived one after another, and even some officers from Skeleton Legion 6 showed up to inquire about what was going on.
At that moment, Ren Dongchuan sat at his desk with no interest in reviewing documents. The apocalyptic scene outside plunged him into deep thought. He brewed a pot of tea because he needed to provide an explanation for the poisoning incident as ordered by Company Commander 6; if he failed to do so, he would have to take the blame himself.
He had deliberately sent a document with the Female Colonel to Tang Kede, issuing a forced order in hopes of gaining more assistance from him.
In front of him lay a list of all personnel from the Catering Team. These individuals had been with him for over a decade and were unlikely to poison him; if they were going to do so, there would have been no need to wait until now, especially since officers even higher than Berg had visited before.
It was clear that someone was using him against Berg, or vice versa.
Who was targeting whom was irrelevant; what mattered was that someone here was scheming against him, pulling him into something he couldn't quite grasp. The more he thought about it, the more restless he became.
Suddenly, the door burst open with a loud bang.
"Sir, something's wrong!"
A Second Lieutenant rushed in, delivering an urgent report.
"What is it?"
Ren Dongchuan looked at the officer, who was on duty. Although the sandstorm outside had forced everyone at their posts indoors, maintaining order was still his responsibility.
"Lieutenant Qing..."
"What happened?" Ren Dongchuan sensed something was amiss and immediately stood up.
"You should come see for yourself," the officer said hesitantly.
Ren Dongchuan followed the officer quickly out to the military camp area. Lieutenant Qing was his adjutant and had her own tent. The entrance was surrounded by soldiers, and Military Police had set up a cordon. There, Ren Dongchuan's Male Lieutenant lingered uncertainly. Upon seeing Ren Dongchuan arrive, he stepped forward to lift the tent flap and let him inside.
As Ren Dongchuan entered, he was taken aback by the scene before him.
Lieutenant Qing, who had followed him for nearly ten years, lay sprawled on a table with her head punctured by a bullet. Brain matter splattered across the opposite side of the tent like a grotesque bloom of blood. One of her hands dangled limply to the ground, blood dripping from her arm onto the Energy Pistol lying beneath her.
For a moment, Ren Dongchuan's emotions surged, but he quickly regained his composure. He waved his hand for his subordinates to handle the scene promptly; they could not allow further panic or speculation to arise.
After a while, the Male Lieutenant handed a note to Ren Dongchuan.
"Commander, this was found on her desk."
Ren Dongchuan took the blood-stained piece of paper, which simply bore the six words of a last message.
"Take care of my brother."
Ren Dongchuan folded the note, momentarily at a loss for words.
"Make sure to arrange her funeral properly," Ren Dongchuan instructed again.
The Young Officer understood and, along with a few subordinates, carried Qing's body out.
In the crowd, Lu Fei Fan saw a female corpse being brought out from the tent. He recognized her as Ren Dongchuan's Young Officer, but the blood hole in her forehead gave him an idea of what had happened. Such incidents seemed to be common in the military camps of the Free Federation.
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