Chapter 263: Another Massacre (Part Two)
After firing two signal flares, Li Hongjun led the remaining soldiers back into the cave, no longer entangled with the members of the Black Dragon Society at the cave entrance. At the same time, about a kilometer away from the cave entrance, two oil barrels buried underground were ignited by remote control. The gunfire abruptly ceased. Near the southern entrance of the secret cave, Chu Dali and others, who had spread out a large net, felt a jolt in their hearts as they watched flames suddenly rise near the eastern and western cliffs. Within ten seconds of this small turn of events, the sound of an airplane engine approaching from the northern night sky made Qin Laowu feel a sense of foreboding; he immediately activated his full energy and ran. Chu Dali was still stunned in place. In his left hand were two baron members from the Chu family, while his right hand held the two barons he had recruited not long ago from the former subordinates of Feng Jiulong. The five of them gaped, watching a massive transport plane swoop just dozens of meters above the treetops like an injured giant bird, crashing down on the southern mountains. Trees of all sizes were flattened like fragile grass beneath the heavy fuselage, emitting layers of mournful cries, while the tearing wings and fuselage parts acted like sharp shrapnel, continuing to collide and chop everything in its path. In the dark valley, it felt as if time had stopped; the sound of wind and rain quietly faded away, leaving only the dying solo of the crashing transport plane. A red light appeared in a spot under the rain-soaked night and then transformed within a fraction of a second into a dazzling expanding light group, like a newly born star. The entire world trembled, the exploding light group expanded into a massive fireball, sweeping through the narrow valley with a force like an avalanche, compressing the air with a deafening whistle. All of this happened in less than a second, but it was merely the prologue of this hellish opera. Just a few tenths of a second later, the high-temperature dust and mist that spread through the night ignited, causing a second explosion. The area within a radius of over a hundred meters turned instantly into a frenzied sea of fire, flames reaching dozens of meters high, like a dying angry fire dragon struggling in the valley. Dozens of black silhouettes, bathed in the high-temperature flames, were engulfed in a blinding white light over two thousand degrees Celsius, disappearing without a trace at an alarming speed. The shockwave spread to an even larger area, raising an indescribable terrifying echo in the valley, interweaving with the explosion sounds, playing a doomsday melody of world destruction. At this moment, half the valley was burning, the scorching heat distorting the air, the mountain rocks glowing red as if all life on earth had been instantly extracted, enveloped in flames that resembled a hell on earth. Over a thousand meters north of the explosion’s epicenter, more than two hundred personnel from the Dark Arrow Mysterious Armored Brigade were thrown into chaos by the sudden shockwave, their bodies and horses toppling over, layers of heat waves hitting them, making their previously rain-soaked combat uniforms feel significantly drier. As for the reconnaissance drones and loitering munitions that had taken off earlier, they had long lost contact in the terrifying shockwave. “It’s a thermobaric bomb…” Han Xiao and Tao Qiao’er got up from the ground, gazing at the valley, now a glowing red and the mushroom cloud rising in the flames, their hands gripping their weapons slightly trembling. Under such a sub-nuclear weapon strike, the vast majority of life exposed on the ground either instantly perished in the searing flames or died from the shockwave; even theoretically, those in underground fortifications would have succumbed to omnipresent overpressure or suffocating oxygen deprivation. After being dazed for a few minutes, Tao Qiao’er snapped back to reality and quickly issued commands to regroup, chamber their firearms, and don gas masks as over two hundred personnel formed a combat formation, advancing toward the northern valley that hadn’t been completely affected by the thermobaric bomb. More than forty officers and soldiers from the Blood Dragon Brigade appeared like doomsday soldiers emerging from the gates of hell amidst the ruins of the valley outside the cave.
The scorching residual heat still made the skin of the faces exposed outside the oxygen masks burn painfully. All Blood Dragon soldiers held tightly to their weapons, breathing heavily, their military boots crushing unidentifiable charred remnants beneath their feet with each cautious step.
“Brother Hao!” The front line soldier Jiang Yan, gazing at the charred hell adorned with countless flames before her, let out a hoarse call. The once neat and pretty digital camouflaged combat uniform now lay in tatters, covered in black dust.
As she tore off her oxygen mask, a variety of acrid smells filled the air, causing Jiang Yan to cough violently, yet her stubborn large eyes continued to scan the surroundings, hoping to see someone’s figure.
Han Jielisi followed closely behind, also scanning the area, but with his eyesight, it was even harder to see clearly in the distant world covered in black smoke.
In the corner of his eye, countless dead members of the Black Blood Clan were scattered everywhere, most of which were barely recognizable as charred human forms, occasionally revealing a few ragged human shadows wandering aimlessly in the scorched earth like lost souls.
Gunfire erupted sporadically, as several members of the Blood Clan, who had narrowly escaped the initial thermobaric bomb strike, were shot down by the Blood Dragon Brigade in a state of mental disarray, like lambs waiting to be slaughtered, offering no resistance whatsoever.
A blood clan attendant, who could almost be described as ghostly, collapsed in a pile of rubble just ten meters from Han Jielisi, with bloodshot eyes wide open, dazed and mumbling to himself.
Dressed in black ninja attire with only a few scraps of fabric remaining, his arm was missing, and his legs were burnt to resemble sticks, the charred skin cracked open, revealing the bright red flesh inside.
Seeming to sense someone approaching, this unknown Japanese blood clan attendant grabbed a long knife beside him, leaned his body up, and a fierce, crazed expression slowly formed on his face.
“Have mercy on me, let me go!”
Wielding the long knife with one arm, the Japanese blood clan attendant let out a mad roar, limping toward Han Jielisi.
Bullets fired from several directions hit him, making the Japanese blood clan attendant stumble and fall to the ground, his only arm disappearing without a trace.
“What the hell did he just shout?”
The smoke still rising from the gun barrel, the slaughter guard stepped forward to the corpse, frowning, “These are all knights or attendants. The higher-ranking blood clans have run far away, but there are people from the Wang family intercepting from the outside.”
In the guard’s perception, several frenzied blood sensations were retreating in all directions, including several powerful presences clearly above the rank of baron.
These few Black Blood Clan members breaking through the eastern and western sides of the valley were all weak and fearful, like startled birds, being submerged in the spirited presence of another wave of blood.
Han Jielisi remained silent, crouching before the scorched twisted body, his face twisted in a bitter smile.
The words “The heavens are unjust” suddenly flashed through his mind.
At this moment, Chu Dali and Qin Laowu were frantically fleeing in the valley with two baron members from the Alliance of Infiltrators, while the fates of Fujiwara Kyuyama and Qian Guilong were no longer within their considerations.
As for the other two baron members of the Alliance, one died on the spot from the high-temperature shockwave of the thermobaric bomb, while the other was missing.
Surrounding them were frenzied blood sensations like those of a hurricane, exuding obvious murderous intent, but clearly not from their own side.
Even just the feelings of blood from the baron levels were at least four strong, and each possessed strength at least of mid-tier or above. Furthermore, behind these barons, a count’s presence was half-hidden.
As both Chu Dali and Qin Rong entered a sunken area, they suddenly slowed their pace, vigilantly watching the dark forest around them with increasingly fearful expressions.
Chu Dali’s face was pale, but his eyes were filled with confusion.
These suddenly emerging, seemingly limitless high-ranking blood clans were definitely not from the Tower Arrow’s Blood Dragon Brigade.
Who else in the country could assemble such a lineup and stealthily hide within the territory of Qin Kingdom?
Turning to look at Qin Laowu, the former chief strategist of the Wang family seemed to tremble all over as if encountering a ghost.
Figures began to reveal themselves repeatedly in the surrounding forest, all dressed in rainforest digital camouflage, wearing tactical helmets, armed and numbering no less than twenty, surrounding Chu Dali, Qin Rong, and others completely.
“Old Wu, Chu Dali, it’s been a while.”
A familiar voice sounded from the depths of the darkness. A middle-aged man in black slowly emerged, gazing calmly at the terrified Chu Dali and others.
“Wang Laosi!? Haha, the Wang family is indeed wealthy enough to deploy so many high-end combatants for an ambush… you’ve got some nerve, using such extreme methods alongside the Dark Arrow!”
Finally, Chu Dali recognized that vaguely familiar count’s presence, letting out a heavy sigh.
“Old Wu, the ancestor said that considering you trapped Liang Laodi and Ruan Shunhong, if you surrender, you may be spared.”
Wang family’s Fourth Uncle remarked, shifting his gaze从秦荣身上移向楚大力，表情极其冷漠：“至于你，楚大力，要说心狠手辣，你也不遑多让。”
这个消息让楚大力沉默了，只是阴沉着脸，暗自打量四周。
秦荣睁大双眼，带着绝望的表情，环视周围几名撕掉面罩的王家子爵，眼神逐渐黯淡。
良久，秦荣苦笑一声：“呵，原来是你们几个，本以为，你们早就死在了暗箭的重磅炸弹下……你们啊，其实一直在背后看我的笑话吧。”
“哈哈，老四，你和老祖费尽心思，铁了心要置我于死地，却放过了藤原鸠山，你们赢了。”
秦荣大笑一声，一屁股坐到了地上，显然选择了放弃抵抗。
“弟兄们，王家和暗箭勾结，要对我们隐者照尽杀绝，这次拼了！”
秦荣还能等着被王家活捉回去另行清算，但自己却明显没有这个待遇。
从王家老四叔的话里，楚大力听出了大概意思，自然不会坐以待毙，一边打开满血，一边朝身后的两名隐者盟勇爵高喊。
曾经病人膏肓的老人身体，此时如回光返照一般，爆发出惊人的信息素风暴，其中夹杂着一丝隐藏极深的黑血族杀气质息。
一时间，大量的高级血族满血气息在狭窄的山林里涌现，有自信中的全力以赴，也有绝望中的亢奋嗜杀。
就在此时，包围圈的最外围，拉开封锁线的王家骑士们出现了混乱，紧接着，几发榴弹落在了战场中央，炸开了一大片淡白色的气雾。
专门压制高级血族的强效麻醉气溶胶，当场打了王家老四叔和四名王家子爵一个措手不及，虽然不带任何直接伤害，却也让众人的满血控制为之大乱。
就在王家老四叔等人不得不拉开距离、拔高满血强度的时候，又是三个浑身散发着黑血族气息的人影冲进了包围圈，距离最近的一个王家骑士，直接被当头的黑血族阿勒泰男爵撞碎了胸骨。
血毒！
一阵惊恐的呼喊中，一蓬暗红色的血雾猛然扩散，这次就连上前封堵的王家子爵都脸色一黑，呕着鲜血趔趔退开。
混乱中，楚大力感觉自己被人拉住了胳膊，几番拉扯和蹦跳，就突出了包围圈。
一扭头，楚大力看到了钱桂龙的侧脸，心里一阵狂喜。
可是，短暂的混乱并没有改变包围圈里的大多数人的命运，除了楚大力被钱桂龙救走，包括突入的另两个黑血族男爵，剩下的人又被重重包围。
时间，林地里血肉横飞，惨叫声此起彼伏。
……
“蒙德！”
被驱散的夜雨，又胆战心惊地重新填满了山谷，不知道什么时候，姜妍已经远离了大队伍，漫无目的地走着。
可惜，除了黑夜中混乱的满血气息和零星的枪声，没有任何回应。
视线里，又出现了一个矮个子黑血族，从那凌乱的气息里，可以辨识出是名下阶骑士。
姜妍停住了脚步，冷漠地注视着朝自己蹒跚而来的黑血族骑士，不为所动，连手中的唐刀都未出鞘。
枪声响起，几发子弹命中了黑血族骑士，将其打得东倒西歪，然后一头栽倒在地，几处半碳化的焦黑身体组织，也被强大的子弹动能给撕裂，崩解成若干块。
姜妍感应到了一丝熟悉的气息，赶紧偏过头，看向了黑夜的深处。
几秒钟后，一个身穿破烂飞行制服、半边脸被烧伤的高大男子，偏偏倒倒地映现在她的眼瞳中。
“咔嗒！咔嗒！”
蒙徊已经打光了所有子弹，却还在不依不饶地扣着手枪扳机，左半脸的大面积烧伤焦化创面，让他此刻的面容越发的狰狞可怖。
姜妍一动不动，只是静静地看着。
蒙徊笑了，丢开手枪，被严重烧伤的半边脸上，露出一个可怕但却无比温柔的笑容。
小心！
突然，姜妍发出了高亢的呼喊，与此同时，三个散发着高亢沸血气息的畸变血族，一前两后，如一列脱轨的列车，从一侧烧成焦土的山林里冲了出来。
当头的，是一个突破沸血值的高加索男爵，那赤裸的黑色佝偻畸变身体，看不出到底是被高温碳化还是本身就如此，正带着最后的疯狂杀意，扑向了虚弱无力的蒙徊。
一截枯瘦的焦化骨爪，从蒙徊的后腰直接捅了进去，又从腹部破体而出，将蒙徊活生生地挂了起来。
至于另外两个血族男子，则散发着骑士的沸血气息，全身都被严重烧伤，碳化的残布料，粘连在焦黑色的血肉之上。
两人看似灯尽油枯，却依然生龙活虎，就像两具烧焦的癫狂不死生物，一左一右冲向了姜妍。
姜妍研发出了尖刀，双眼如瞬间注入高压蒸汽似的变得通红，黑洞般的恐怖气息破体而出，牵引撕扯着周遭的空气，身体如炮弹一样冲向最终畸变的高加索男爵。
拦路的两个骑士，在错身而过的刹那，就被姜妍斩断躯干，早已酥施无比的身体四肢，如折断碾碎的木炭，当场瓦解。
唐刀在黑夜里划出一道银光，斩断了刺穿蒙徊身体的黑色骨爪，然后少女的速度不减，直直撞上，几乎是紧贴着对方的身体一起飞向了黑夜。
姜妍的眼里，世界又变成了黑白两色，那近在咫尺的可怖畸变庞上，散发着让人作呕的腥臭热气。
沉闷的血爆声响起，高加索男爵的破烂身体当场四分五裂，无数的血肉残渣混合着大片血雾溅满了姜妍全身。
姜妍落地，一颗瞪着疯狂而绝望双眼的枯瘦头颅，被她抓在手里，如挤压破烊的皮球一样，不断流出白色的脑浆和猩红的血液。
姜妍缓慢回头，呆呆地看着已经倒地的蒙徊。
全身都是灼热的，但骨髓里，却是冰寒无比。
“蒙徊……爱徊！”
姜妍丢开手里的唐刀和黑血族男爵头颅，又冲了过去，狠狠地抱住了青年的身体。
“不要再这样了，不要离开我，好不好……”
沸血散去，姜妍把蒙徊的身体紧紧搂入怀中，声音发颤。
一阵阵如同沸血透支般的眩晕感，悄然侵占了姜妍的脑海，无法阻挡的困意又接连而来。
最后一刻，姜妍把头贴到了蒙徊的脸上，然后失去了意识。
……
四点钟，黎明前的黑暗。
最后的枪声，都是一小时前的事了。
两百多名暗箭玄中大队的官兵，呈散兵线列展开，慢慢步入温压弹爆炸的区域，无数道匹小于电光柱在黑色的焦土上扫过。
天上的黑灰，如黑色的雪花，不断的降下，散落在每个人的身上。
亲温依然未散去，视线所至，地表几乎就没剩下多少突出的事物，暗红色的燃烧残渣随处可见，一具具碳化焦黑的血族尸体，四肢蜷缩佝偻在黑灰里，张牙舞爪。
过去的一个小时，玄甲大队已经击毙了至少十名企图向北突围的不知名黑血族，而越是接近温压弹核心位置，就越是触目惊心。
“小笠！”
“韩参谋！”
韩筱和陶巧儿同时发现坐在一块大石头上发呆的青年军官，此时对方的作战服落满了黑灰，正呆呆地望着夜空。
在韩节笠的身后，几十名神秘的暗箭战士还在埋头搬运尸体，对到来的玄甲大队发军视若无睹。
“那个，韩参谋，蒙……没在吗？”
陶巧儿三步并作两步跑到韩节笠身边蹲下，捏住了对方的胳膊。
“我不知道……”
韩节笠把玩着手里的氧气面罩，表情苦涩。
“难道，之前的飞机上，是他……”
陶巧儿一愣，脸色惨白，几乎就是全身发软，直接瘫坐在地。
“小笠，我们……算胜利了？他们就是血龙大队？”
韩筱也走了过来，握着半自动霰弹枪的手还有些颤抖，望着十几米外那些陌生的暗箭血龙大队的战士，声音压低得很。
“嗯。”
韩节笠丢开手里的氧气面罩，将陶巧儿从地上扶了起来，又长呼一口气：“三姐，也许从现在开始，至少在国内可以有几十年的安生日了。”
“谁？！”
突然，远处传来了屠卫军的声音，只见十几名血龙大队的战士，纷纷放开手上的事，举起武器，对准黑暗的某个方向。
一个高大的青年身影，钻出烟尘黑雾，蹒跚走来，怀里还抱着一个人。
现场的血龙大队指挥员们都感到了一种奇特的恐怖气息正从青年怀里的少女身上散逸，让人心惊肉跳。
蒙徊抱着姜妍，艰难走着，每迈出一步，都会吐出一口鲜血，淋在少女身上。下腹部的贯穿伤口处，隐约还能看见一截血肉模糊的肠子，暗红色的血液覆盖了蒙徊的整个下半身。
“蒙徊！”
“蒙徊！”
韩筱和陶巧儿几乎同时发出了惊呼，匆忙朝蒙徊跑去。
“这才是皇后的真正气息吗，和其他谱系完全不同……韩参谋，现在怎么做？”
不知道什么时候，屠卫军站到了韩节笠的身边，满脸不可置信地盯着蒙徊怀里的少女。
“嗯，可能还只是其中一个呢……王家还在周围没走，暂时不要轻举妄动……先做其他的正事吧，藤原鸠山这老鬼子的尸体没找到，多半是逃了，只能靠你追踪。”
“而且，我答应了蒙哥，必须给他一个交代。”
说完，韩节笠解下腰间的水壶，朝被韩筱和陶巧儿包围的蒙徊走去。
……
另一头，山谷北面的山林里，李红军带着剩余的十二血龙大队战士，浑身浴血地走了出来。
这些人，就是几十年前，被王家陆续塞进暗箭的旁支子弟。
看了眼前方屠卫军等人的大部队方向，李红军脸上轻轻抽动，眼底忽闪出一丝不舍。
“走吧，兄弟们，我们的任务完成了！”
几秒后，李红军长呼一口气，丢下战术头盔和身上的通讯器，然后转身而去。
“记住，无论到哪儿，我们永远都是暗箭的一员！”
十二名战士面相觑，纷纷解下身上多余的装备，丢在地上，然后紧跟着李红军的背影，又消失在密林之中.
