Chapter 918 - 738: The Dangerous Organization Behind Second Prison—What Are You Looking At

Chapter 918: Chapter 738: The Dangerous Organization Behind Second Prison—What Are You Looking At

Zhang Shenyi’s eyes were bloodshot as he spotted Dong Xiaodao trying to wave his shield and edge closer to him.

Dong Xiaodao’s eyes were equally red as he roared, his feet moving in quick succession, attempting to charge back towards him against the rain of bullets.

"Captain! I’m bringing you out!"

Dong Xiaodao’s roar sounded somewhat distorted amidst the gunfire.

Zhang Shenyi’s heart trembled, but what surged up within him was a fierce resolve; he absolutely could not let his team be dragged down with him to die here.

"Dong Xiaodao!"

He roared out, his voice tearing at his throat, carrying the taste of blood,

"Obey orders! Don’t come to save me! Everyone, immediately! Now! Withdraw! If even one of you can escape, do so! Xiaoyou! Plan the optimal escape route for everyone! Hurry!"

He himself was already powerless to fight, and he dared not have his team turn back to save him.

Doing so would ensure none of them could escape.

After all, even ignoring the maniacal Feng Mu, just the masked giant from before alone could handle the rest of their team single-handedly.

Luckily, that terrifying giant, along with the little red shoe on his shoulder of unknown depth, had gone to chase others.

This might be the only blessing in disguise from an unfortunate situation.

But the problem was, there were still many prison guards surrounding them, each wearing identical white masks like the pair from earlier.

Who knows if among these surrounding prison guards, there might be similarly fearsome monsters hiding.

Reality is not a game; enemy heads don’t show clear health bars, levels, or danger symbols.

Often, a person’s strength or weakness requires a true confrontation, sometimes risking one’s life to accurately judge.

The successive shocks today left Zhang Shenyi filled with dread and shadows when it comes to those wearing white masks.

To be honest, if among these surrounding prison guards another or two suddenly appeared that he couldn’t beat, he wouldn’t be surprised.

If there weren’t any, then he would find that strange.

"Xiaoyou is recalculating the optimal escape route according to the real-time battlefield situation... route sent to each terminal..."

In the communication channel, the electronic synthesized voice of the AI Xiaoyou remained calm.

"Captain! We can’t leave you!"

Dong Xiaodao’s unwilling roar came through the communication channel, intermingled with urgent persuasion and calls from Xu Yingyan and Mountain Cat.

"Captain!!!"

Zhang Shenyi’s voice exploded in the channel:

"Follow orders! Withdraw!!! Anyone who dares disobey, will no longer be part of Worries Relief Studio! Survive and escape!!"

Dong Xiaodao’s body jolted violently, he turned back towards Zhang Shenyi and saw a pair of bloodshot yet exceedingly determined eyes.

The channel instantly fell into a deep silence, only the "zz" of electric currents and the distant gunfire could be heard.

After a moment, fragmented responses came through:

"...Yes, Captain!"

"Take care, Captain!"

"Captain, don’t die, we’ll definitely come back to save you!"

Dong Xiaodao let out a painful and unwilling roar, swiftly turning his body without looking back.

His right fingers crazily flicked, the spinning red shield drew an arc, steadfastly guarding behind him.

He bent and leaned forward, speeding to the limit, the shield spun rapidly behind him, deflecting the chasing bullets one by one, ringing loudly.

Xu Yingyan and Mountain Cat simultaneously turned, their figures slightly staggering, running in different directions.

Zhang Shenyi no longer responded; he yanked the miniature communication earpiece from his ear, forcefully crushed it into pieces with his fingers.

Then, he lifted his head, calmly facing the prison guards already closing in, the cold, dark barrels firmly pressed against his forehead and chest.

He made no attempt to resist, slowly raising his hands to signify surrender.

He chose not to fight until his last breath.

Firstly, he indeed had no strength left; even standing was difficult, and any struggle would be a disgrace to himself;

Secondly, he was afraid that if he showed any intent to resist, the team members not yet entirely out of danger would recklessly turn back to rescue him.

Or rather, would follow him to their deaths!!!

For his team, he chose to surrender himself!

.....

Unlike the painful decision-filled withdrawal commands in the Worries Relief Studio channel, the White Mask’s encrypted channel responded to the frantic calls with only the silence of static.

Their captain had yet to provide any response.

Maybe he was busy saving himself, too distracted, or perhaps he had already considered them dead, unwilling to talk to the dead.

Liquid Metal · White Mask glanced back briefly, no longer seeing Chen Ya’s ghostly, relentless pursuit, feeling a slight relief.

Shaken off!!!

"These people... absolutely can’t be ordinary prison guards!"

As he rushed through the grass, his mind raced,

"Those strange and eerie techniques, the high-speed movement of ’shave’, the terrifying penetration of ’finger gun’, the absolute defense of ’iron block’, and most baffling of all, the ’damage sharing’...

This almost undead bizarre Traits, how could it be mastered by mere prison guards?

Who exactly are they, and why disguise as prison guards, hiding in this prison?"

One question after another bubbled up wildly in his mind.

"And the superior, when assigning us the mission, how much did they know about all this?"

Countless questions swirled and collided in his mind, yet he found no answers, his heart gradually shadowed by a thick gloom.