Chapter 160 Battle in the Jungle
The deeper they pushed into the forest, the denser the canopy grew.
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It was so dense that sunlight could hardly pierce through. The ground was a thick carpet of dead branches, rotting leaves, and tangled vines.
The danger level climbed, too.
High-level mutant beasts usually lurked in the heart of the woods.
“Target sighted. Forty individuals confirmed.” A four-man upperclassman squad tapped their comms and relayed, “All teams converge 1.8 miles west. Repeat-1.8 miles west.”
A voice crackled back through the earpiece, “Copy, copy. Hundred-man unit converging west. Moving now.”
Up in the branches, Sylvara lay sprawled like a lazy cat, lips curling upward. Only a hundred followed her bait?
A little disappointing.
Oh well.
She’d clean up these four first.
She sat up and patted the trunk beneath her. Down below, the dead vines hidden under dried foliage slithered like snakes toward the four men.
The squad heard the sharp rustling behind them. They spun with guns raised but found nothing. They started to turn away when-
Someone shouted, “Something’s on the ground! Move!”
A vine shot upward, cracked against the man’s back, and flipped him clean off his feet. It wrapped his ankle, hoisting him upside down like fresh game.
His gun fell with a thud.
The other three turned to save him, firing at the vine-
But at that exact moment-
Sylvara raised her own gun and fired a blank round at all four.
Her first shot snapped out, and five shots instantly cracked from the diagonal tree line.
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Her blank round was swatted clean out of the air.
The other four bullets hit the four upperclassmen dead-on, red smoke hissing from their vests.
KO’d.
Sylvara snapped her head toward the diagonal tree line, snarling, “You rotten bastard-trying to steal my kill? Not a damn chance!”
She leapt from the branch toward the four to grab their chief badges.
But-
Agares moved like his marksmanship-fast, ruthless, precise. In one clean sweep, he plucked all four badges right out from under her hands, shoved them into his spatial button, and strode west without a word.
Sylvara froze mid-reach, slowly drawing back her hand, chest rising with fury.
Her bargain-bin husband had been hiding nearby the whole time.
She’d set the trap, waited like a patient hunter-and she hadn’t sensed him at all?
So, how high was his mental power?
How strong did it have to be to slip past her detection entirely?
“Let me down!” the man hanging upside-down yelled, swinging wildly. “Hey! You! Put me down!”
Sylvara yanked off his comms device and clipped it onto her own ear. “A corpse coming down for what? Just hang there.”
The upside-down upperclassman stared at her Fifth Academy combat suit and spat, “You Fifth Academy trash-who told you to betray your own side?
“The Strategy Department clearly says ‘freshmen, upperclassmen, instructors-everyone cooperates to capture the forty anomalies. No internal fighting!”
“And you’re internal fighting! Do you even know what military discipline means? Do you respect the Strategy Department at all?”
No internal fighting?
Blake was savage.
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This was basically using 310,000 people to “discipline” Agares and since Agares had been told to “take care” of her, that meant she was getting disciplined too.
She had to respect the man’s creativity.
She’d peel his disguise off someday.
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