Beginning with the Ubume Bird-Chapter 342 - 68 The Sky is Blue
Chapter 342: Chapter 68 The Sky is Blue
Chapter 342: Chapter 68 The Sky is Blue
The sharp and familiar whistle echoed through the mountains and valleys.
Droplets fell from the leaky eaves onto an empty tin can, as a scrawny boy peeked out from the cramped wooden shack.
The sound of gunfire in the street suddenly grew frantic. A bearded man ran in panic and was struck by a bullet after just a few steps, his robust waist exploding into a bloody hole before he fell to the sky.
The scrawny boy drew his head back slightly but showed no sign of fear.
Fully armed Black Star soldiers dragged the man’s body onto a pickup truck, leaving a long trail of blood.
Just as one soldier was about to leave, he unintentionally noticed the boy peeking through the crack.
He raised the muzzle of his gun, “Get inside.”
The scrawny boy ducked his head.
A woman’s voice came from the rusty loudspeaker on the electric pole.
“This is the general broadcast from Black Star armored vehicles. We are currently arresting some militants attempting to launch bomb attacks. All unrelated individuals, please cease your work and lock your windows and doors. Do not go outside; we will notify you of the specific time of activities. I repeat, this is …”
The man who was shot dead in the street had been a liaison officer for The Fourteenth Army of the Black Star armored vehicles, a secret adherent of the Medicine Buddha who had provided Ramu Jue with a lot of information.
Liang Zhengyong turned a blind eye to these matters before. But now that all was revealed, Black Star armored vehicles had no need to keep these informants.
To put on a convincing act, Black Star provided a sufficiently grand reception for the helicopter arrivals from the Big Ben Institute, including arrival personnel, an itinerary, and formalities—the military had only a few people in the know, while most believed that those who landed that morning were indeed from the Big Ben Institute without a doubt.
Not to mention the sergeants; even those Black Star armored vehicle researchers affiliated with the biological science department who had close ties to the Big Ben Institute were completely convinced upon seeing the familiar faces of their former mentors, classmates, and professors.
Fabricating all this was not an easy task, but it was not too difficult for the Black Star armored vehicles either.
In fact, in the eyes of most, Black Star armored vehicles also had no apparent motive for falsifying such events.
But Liang Zhengyong knew they did, and that it was absolutely necessary.
“The loss of the action team was my oversight; I take full responsibility,”
Liang Zhengyong said to Commissioner Qi on the other end of the phone.
Commissioner Qi was uncommonly silent for a long time. After a good while, he said, “No, there’s nothing wrong with how you handled it. The Big Ben Institute side also expressed great satisfaction. However, they have a request concerning the traces left by Ramu Jue.”
Commissioner Qi lightly glossed over the losses that were enough to cause a significant shift in the internal power structure of the committee, not uttering a single word of reprimand, which took Liang Zhengyong, who had braced himself, somewhat by surprise.
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“Ramu Jue used a new type of weapon from inside the Big Ben Institute. They do not want anyone to come into contact with or research those weapons traces. They demanded a lockdown on all information about those white marks, to avoid others detecting anything unusual. We have agreed to this.”
“I understand. After the operation, I will isolate the entire area, preventing anyone from getting close.”
“No, you don’t understand, you have no reason to lock down a large piece of mountain in the residential area—it will only draw attention. Tan Ya Headquarters is much closer to sector B than we are. And with tens of thousands of eye-witnesses, how can you lock down the information?”
“…”
“Zhengyong?”
“Teacher, I will handle it well.”
“You should understand that I promote you not only because of the Big Ben Institute’s suggestion but also because you’re capable and daring. And the matter of Zhang and Bai’s families is not to be taken as a precedent.”
“I understand.”
“Hmm.”
Liang Zhengyong gently hung up the phone.
“General, what do we do now?”
Liang Zhengyong didn’t answer. He blinked hard before speaking, “Strike all targets listed in the purge plan with lethal force, regardless of life or death. The situation must be stabilized before nightfall.”
…
“Pah~”
Swollen Face spat out a mouthful of blood-streaked saliva.
“What is wrong with the brains of those in the intelligence department, didn’t they say that besides being able to suppress heat weapons, this zombie’s ability level is only equivalent to a common third-order? How can a common third-order be so tricky to deal with?”
But it’s not a big problem…
Vera, or rather Winter Yak’s lower abdomen, was pierced and nailed to the wall by a black military saber, both of her gun-wielding hands were broken, and her body was dripping with blood, her breath exceedingly faint.
It’s worth mentioning that her blood did not have the toxicity and unpleasant stench of zombie blood, but was just normal blood.
Swollen Face stood up, his heavy rubber boots sinking into the soil: “I know you can understand what I’m saying. Stop resisting; if it weren’t for the higher-ups wanting you alive, you would have died alongside that youngster just now.”
He flicked his thumb, and amidst the black blood stains on the ground, there was the dull-eyed head of a young girl.
Swollen Face withdrew his gaze: “Her name is Nina, right? Your name is Vera? It’s a pretty name. Why be so uncooperative?”
“We’ve already given you blood samples before. Doesn’t the Black Star battle tank have that much credibility?”
Winter Yak had a terrifying face, yet her voice was exceptionally magnetic.
She kept her head down, with not a hint of emotion in her words.
Swollen Face shook his head: “I can’t answer that questio…”.
He broke off mid-sentence, incredulously turning his head as a silent, deathly pallor swept across the sky, without any light or sound, yet it made his hair stand on end.
In that direction was Liang Zhengyong’s office.
Caught in his moment of shock, Swollen Face didn’t see the expression on Winter Yak’s bloodstained face.
“What was that? The power of the Yak gene, or was it a high-level fifth order? What exactly does Ramu Jue want to do?”
Swollen Face shouted his question at Winter Yak, a chilling tremor of intuition even cracking his voice.
“Who knows? He’s hardly ever told the truth to anyone, whether it’s deceiving Yakov with utopian dreams, or acting as the Medicine Buddha to gather followers, even when his Black Star battle tank says it’s opposing Big Ben, I see it as just an excuse,” Winter Yak’s voice resonated with deep power.
“He hates Big Ben and the world, and sometimes I think he even hates himself; he just wants to find a proper way to die, at least that’s how I understand it.”
Swollen Face frowned: “What are you doing?”
“Me? Who knows?”
The corner of Winter Yak’s mouth tugged up, and a tawny flame ignited at the hem of her dress. Swollen Face instinctively stepped forward, but also discovered the same tawny flames on the back of his own hand—devoid of any temperature, but a piercing pain.
The essence of Winter Yak’s ability was the freedom to control the occurrence of the combustion effect.
She could turn missiles carrying tons of explosives into scrap metal, and she could kindle cold flames in the biting winter. It couldn’t damage matter, but it was devastating to living organisms.
Swollen Face’s face darkened as he hastily backed away, watching as the transparent, tawny flames grew with the wind, sweeping over the bodies of Vera and Nina.
It took about twenty minutes.
Swollen Face licked his lips as he reported up the chain of command.
“The targets are dead, hmm, it was a momentary oversight on my part, but the bodies are still here. Should I assist the team in capturing other Yak Zombies?”
“No need, it’s not so necessary. The capture of other primary targets is proceeding smoothly.”
The command team paused:
“Right, there’s a secondary target, not very prominent, probably a spy for the Medicine Buddha, the order was to kill, but it’s not going well. Mo Sui is leading the team, with Mei Hu, Xiao Ye, and the others, but they haven’t been in touch for over half an hour.”
Swollen Face nodded after hearing this: “Alright, I will go take a look.”
