Chapter 421: Impact

Words : 1989 Updated : Oct 15th, 2025

Behind the hillside, Bao Yuan saw the train suddenly stop, and he became excited. He instructed his men, "Teams Three and Four, stay here. Team Five, harass the outpost ahead. Teams Six through Ten, follow me down!" The Resistance Organization members shouted in response. Except for those stationed at higher points, the rest excitedly followed him down the hillside. However, these people were clearly trained. They didn't charge in a swarm but were spread out, forming an encirclement around the train. They would stop intermittently while advancing, covering each other's backs and other directions. On the other side of the hilltop, Ren Xiaotian , who had gone to scout, arrived at this moment. "Most of the Resistance Organization members are behind the northern hillside. They've brought about a hundred people this time. There's another group on the opposite hill. I didn't approach them, but based on their team composition, there are no more than twenty people. People are moving to several high points on both sides of the hills..." As he spoke, he drew a few simple figures on the ground with a branch, marking various positions. "There's a team at the foot of the southern hill. The exact number is unknown, but there are many vehicles parked there, likely for their retreat. There are people ambushed on the north side, probably to resist any reinforcements coming from the north. Also, I heard gunfire in the distance to the east earlier. They sent people to attack the outpost there in advance, but the number shouldn't be large, mainly for diversion..." In a few words, he roughly explained the situation he had scouted. During that time, Chen Chuan had also contacted the Patrol Bureau via radio. Many of the details matched what Ren Xiaotian said, giving him a clear understanding of the situation. At this moment, a member of Wei Chang'an's team responsible for observation exclaimed, "Look, they're moving." Chen Chuan looked down and saw many people with guns emerging from the woods, running quickly towards the train in the now bright daylight. He immediately said, "I'll handle the people down below. Senior Wei, please take your men to deal with those on the opposite hill and at the high points." Wei Chang'an said, "Leave it to me." Chen Chuan added, "Senior Brother Ren, please lead the remaining people to eliminate the armed personnel on the high ground on our side." As he spoke, he snapped his fingers. The Fighting Spider slowly crawled out of the grass on the side. He said, "I'll have the Fighting Spider assist you." Last night, everyone had fed the spider their blood, allowing it to identify them as allies and learn some control gestures, so it could assist their actions at this time. Chen Chuan had considered taking the spider with him, but considering that as a living creature, the Fighting Spider might also be affected by the ritual effects, it was better to leave it above. Sёarch* The NôᴠelFirё.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. Ren Xiaotian and the others had witnessed the spider's power last night. It was the best assault specialist, capable of matching at least three squads, especially in mountainous and forested areas where it could best utilize its abilities. If the enemies didn't have martial artists with some martial ability, the spider alone could wipe out everyone above. Chen Chuan concluded, "If no one has any objections, let's begin the operation." Everyone nodded at him and immediately began to move out. Chen Chuan stood there alone. He took out the mask with secret ritual patterns on both sides and slowly placed it on his face. The patterns on it were intricate and complex, but from a distance, they appeared blurred, like a mass of wriggling smoke. He stuck the scabbard into the soil, stepped forward, and slowly drew the blade. Reaching the edge of the steep slope, he leaped down, rushing quickly downwards. At the hidden outpost, Bureau Chief Lei was observing the position of the hot air balloon, then looked at the train's stopping point. He took out a map, along with secret ritual tools, and compared them, instructing, "Team One, proceed to designated area zero-nine-three." "Yes!" "Team Two, proceed to designated area zero-three-four." "Yes!" "Team Three..." As he gave instructions, the Investigation Bureau team members began to move out separately. Destruction was much easier than organization. They only needed to reach the designated locations, then scatter the special ritual powder they carried around and construct a disrupting pattern to destroy the ritual itself. The Resistance Organization members had already rushed to the front of the train at this time. But as they were about to approach, they suddenly felt their vision blur and realized there was no train in front of them. Many people couldn't help but stop. But in another moment of bewilderment, they found it was still parked there properly. They shook their heads vigorously. Seeing Bao Yuan had already gone up, they hurriedly followed. Bao Yuan rushed to the front, pointing to two people to go ahead and deal with the driver and control crew members. He himself went to the rear carriage. One of the people who followed him up saw two passengers talking there and took out a gun, shooting one of them. That person's head exploded instantly. But strangely, the passenger opposite was still talking naturally to the bloody, half-headed person whose head was now only a neck. "Heh heh, interesting." The team member seemed to have found something fun and took out a gun, shooting another passenger on the other side. "Alright, stop playing around." Bao Yuan scolded with a stern face, "These people are valuable. Don't mess things up for me." The team member grinned and said, "Captain , a few less won't matter, right?" Bao Yuan glanced at him coldly. The team member immediately didn't dare to speak. At this time, the Resistance Organization members who had rushed into various carriages quickly controlled the entire train. Bao Yuan instructed the technicians, "Send a telegram to the rear, telling them that I have hijacked the Changshun train. There are three representatives from foreign large companies among them. Let them spread this news." The Resistance Organization had its own broadcast radio, with many listeners both domestically and abroad. Some regulatory departments also monitored this channel, so once this matter was released, the influence would be enormous. Therefore, he believed that after this incident, his prestige in the Resistance Organization would reach unprecedented heights. At this time, he also instructed, "Also, use the train's radio to send a message to the Yangzhi City Government Affairs Hall, telling them to agree to the conditions we proposed earlier. Give them half an hour to consider. After that, every ten minutes, I will execute a batch of people. To let them know we are true to our word, we must let them know that we do what we say. Kill all the Company Security guards first, and then use their radio to send a message to their Company, telling them to pressure the Yangzhi City Government!" "Yes, Captain !" The team members excitedly rushed to the representatives of various companies and began to kill the security guards with gunfire. But no matter what kind of commotion they made, the security guards had no reaction to their actions. Even if the people around them were killed, they stood there indifferently, like targets. Perhaps they were on a roll. When they came to the Bolun Company carriage, a team member shot the assistant in the head. A bloody hole instantly appeared on the side of the latter's head, and his body tilted to the side. Lindenberg, on the other hand, was saying, "Is this the Yang Zhi Government's welcome ritual? It seems they are very enthusiastic." Chen Chuan had already arrived not far from the front of the train at this moment. He heard gunshots from the mountains on both sides, seemingly directed at him, but he didn't care. At this distance, and with his extremely fast speed, it was impossible to hit him. At this moment, he saw that the scenery around the train seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and some passengers were doing strange things. He used the method Bureau Chief Lei taught him to judge that this was an attack from the spiritual aspect, and the inside of his outermost windbreaker had patterns to resist this type of ritual. So he immediately erased an extra stroke at the collar, and the entire secret ritual took effect immediately. The confrontation of secret rituals was the dissipation of each other's power. The patterns drawn with his materials were definitely not enough to last too long, so he sped up. Two Resistance Organization members guarding outside the train saw someone coming and unhesitatingly fired. But in a flash, the figure dodged it in an instant. " The two team members couldn't help but be horrified and immediately began to fumble for medicine to take, but it was too late to do this action now. A flash of a blade instantly swept past them, and then a figure directly crashed into the train! With a bang, a person in the carriage who was raising his gun to shoot directly hit the opposite wall. His chest collapsed, and the internal organs, along with the spine, were completely shattered. The upper bodies of the two people at the carriage door slid down neatly, and there was also a slanted, narrow sword mark on the carriage door wall behind them. Chen Chuan slowly stood up from the posture of kneeling with his knees suspended in the air. At this time, someone rushed over from the rear carriage, but before that person could shoot at him, a bloody hole suddenly appeared on his forehead. He took two steps back and fell to the sky. Chen Chuan retracted his hand throwing pebbles. He turned sideways, slowly raised the long sword, and the tip of the sword pointed towards the depths of the carriage in the direction of his line of sight. Then he took a deep breath, and his body instantly became hot. He lowered his body slightly, stomped hard on the ground, and with a bang, his whole person shot out. In his vision, everyone and everything around him seemed to slow down, and under his feet, wherever he stepped, the carriage floor began to crack, warp, and shatter piece by piece, like waves rolling forward with him. In that long line of train windows, only a blade flash was seen going from the front of the train to the rear. Wherever it passed, it left behind people who were chopped up. Like falling dominoes, Resistance Organization members in one carriage after another were cut open, heads leaping up, limbs flying, blood splattering. The passengers on both sides, even if covered in blood, still maintained a smiling and conversational posture, drinking the blood dripping into their teacups in one gulp. In the sound of the carriage floor collapsing and the sound of the knife cutting into flesh, the people taking medicine in the rear finally reacted. Two shields stacked together blocked there, blocking the blade flash that had been charging all the way. However, these two shields shattered instantly, and the people holding the shields also flew out sideways, spinning, and were silent when they landed on the ground. Chen Chuan stopped abruptly, straightened up, and the gaze behind the mask looked at the long and short firearms that were pointing at him in front. He slowly raised the long sword and held it horizontally in front of him. The next moment, the sound of gunfire in the carriage was loud! xiaoshuoshuzzdushueyxswsamsbook qq787qirenxing1616yskuuai huigredik258abcwx

Chapter 421: Impact

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