Chapter 278: Guaranteed to Give Them a Taste of Their Own Medicine

"It seems the enemy’s lines are not as tight as we imagined!" Sun Yang whispered. "Perhaps they haven't realized we are already here!"

Li Chang'an nodded slightly. "Or perhaps they are too confident, believing we would not dare venture so easily into their territory!"

Before long, the squad successfully breached the enemy's outer defenses and entered the core sector.

The atmosphere here was distinctly different, with the movements of the Zerg and the rebels appearing far more disciplined and orderly.

In the world of professional clubs, it was commonplace to covertly nurture a few "secret weapons," yet anyone receiving a club's focused cultivation would inevitably draw some notice; even with deliberate efforts to conceal them, they could rarely remain a true secret among intensely rivalrous clubs.

When Huang Yucui caught sight of Lin Chen, her brow furrowed slightly, but the moment she remembered he was a doctor and that Ouyang Guodong was ill, her mind was instantly set at ease; she belonged to Ouyang Guodong now, so naturally, she would have no entanglements with Lin Chen.

"What do you want to play? I'll lock it in for you," Lin Nan asked with a smile, seeing it was her turn to draft a champion.

Once the personnel had evacuated, the resistance within the building weakened perceptibly; with the dead and wounded accounted for, barely thirty or so remained entirely unscathed.

"You just wait, if you've got the guts!" Seeing his lackeys slaughtered in the blink of an eye, Wei the Third lost his nerve, greased his soles, and prepared to slip away.

Her legs were parted, and he suddenly lunged forward, gathering Jin Yuyan into a fierce embrace, as if to nestle her within his chest and hide her away in his very heart.

The entire dining table was laden with papaya stewed with ribs, braised spicy chicken, and assorted fish dishes of every kind—an abundant feast of intensely nourishing foods.

Toby took a deep breath, drawing it in so long and deep that everyone assumed the demon king was about to unleash a furious tirade.

This particular patient happened to be another of Du Yujia's "good friends," and she found her way to the doorstep with practiced ease, ringing the doorbell.

Hearing the boss put it this way, many agreed it made sense; they had indeed seen the boss's wife's profile picture before, and this certainly wasn't it, yet why on earth would someone be so incredibly generous?

Granted, the 6th Army, fortified by a vast influx of newly replenished artillery and relying on their defensive lines, would have absolutely no trouble holding out for another month.

Han Xueyi shook her head; she certainly had no recollection of ever touching Qin Yusheng's body, her face betraying a hint of confusion before she studied him with meticulous care, distinctly remembering that when she left, his eyes had been closed.

The disciples of Lingbo City inherited the spirit of Erlang Shen, dedicated to protecting the people and blessing all living souls with unyielding pride and righteous aura; they practiced the Nine Turns Arcane Art, forging bones of steel and iron sinews, which granted them a unique advantage in physical combat.

In the dragon's memory, humans were merely creatures lusting for slaughter who would abandon their friends without a second thought, filling him with detestation for the race, yet he never expected to witness such humans, leaving his heart struck with a touch of wonder.

The dark, dense masses of Wehrmacht soldiers resembled a rolling torrent, surging forth from every direction to shatter the Polish positions and crash against their fragile psychological defenses.

Who could have imagined that the famous reigning superstar, Henry Cavill, was still drawing a salary only in the million-dollar range?

With his bare torso displaying sharp, rippling muscle lines bursting with power, Henry Cavill maintained a cold, expressionless face as he sent a wire-rigged stunt double flying with a single punch, crashing heavily into a thick crash pad.

Everyone knew this was an idea conjured by Wang Naijie, and by all rights, they ought to thank him for opening up a new path to fortune.

As things stood, aside from Li Zijing's air rifle, the squad's only formidable weapon was Donna's peerless Type-33 assault rifle; however, her gun required biometric fingerprint authentication, and unless one went through the tedious process of unlocking and re-registering it, it remained utterly useless even if handed to you.