But the tall man in front of them was clearly more formidable than Jimmy, effortlessly disarming them of their rifles.
"All... right."
Seeing the two soldiers staring at him, Zhang Beixing waved his hand.
"Your mission now is to get as far away from here as possible. Remember, don't run towards the southeast."
Hearing the tall man's words, the two special forces soldiers quickly nodded.
They knew that staying here would simply mean certain death since their squad had been nearly wiped out without even knowing what their enemy looked like.
"Good luck."
After those words, the two chose a direction and ran off swiftly.
Sensing that the two soldiers had safely left, Zhang Beixing turned his gaze southeastward. At that moment, roughly a kilometer in that direction, an intensely violent aura was rapidly moving around as seen in Zhang Beixing's perception.
It seemed to harbor an intent to tear apart all life.
Zhang Beixing smiled faintly and murmured:
