Special Forces: At the beginning, An Ran pulled him to get his certificate.

Chapter 1497 Vicious

After the inspection, Chen Jun had a general idea of ​​what was going on. This thing was incredibly resilient; even with its mobility disabled, its frenzied fighting instincts and strong physiological functions still made it struggle futilely on the ground, growling like a trapped beast that would never give up.

There was no pity in Chen Jun's eyes. For beings who had completely lost their humanity and become mere killing machines, granting them release was perhaps the only "mercy"—though this "mercy" was chillingly cold.

"Give me the gun." Chen Jun reached out his hand.

One of the team members immediately handed over his automatic rifle, and another team member also handed him one. Chen Jun held a rifle in each hand, walked up to the monster, and slightly lowered the muzzle, aiming at the area where its torso and neck connected—a location he had just discovered during his examination, where the muscle and bone protection was relatively weak, and it was close to important nerve plexuses and major blood vessels.

He didn't fire immediately, but first adjusted his breathing, allowing his heartbeat and muscle state to reach their most stable moment.

"Bang bang bang bang bang-!!!"

He fired with both hands simultaneously! The two automatic rifles were as steady as rocks in his hands, with an extremely high rate of fire. The bullets were like precise scalpels, pouring out in the same small area with extremely high frequency and almost overlapping impact points!

"Ho... Roar..."

The monster's massive body trembled violently from the impact of the bullets, and dark red, viscous blood and shredded tissue gushed from the bullet holes. But surprisingly, it did not die immediately; instead, its struggle intensified, as if some kind of berserk mechanism within it had been fully activated.

"Haha... It's no use... You can't kill him! He's a creation of the gods! He's immortal!" Lin Zhan, who was being held down by Lao Wen, saw this scene and his remaining madness was reignited. He laughed hoarsely, although his laughter was intermittent due to weakness and pain, it was full of morbid expectation and pleasure.

However, his laughter lasted for less than three seconds before it stopped abruptly, like a duck being choked!

He was horrified to see that, with Chen Jun's continuous and precise shooting, the monster, which was originally muscular and resembled a mountain of flesh, began to shrink at a visible speed!

It wasn't the kind of disintegration that comes from being shattered by a bullet; it was more like... a deflated balloon? Or a sac that had been drained of all its energy and support?

The monster's body was rapidly shrinking; its muscles, which had swollen to the point of being deformed, shriveled and collapsed as if they had lost their elasticity and moisture. The abnormal bluish-gray color on its skin quickly faded, turning into a deathly pale white, and large, irregular ulcers and black streaks began to appear.

"puff--!"

A large mouthful of thick, tar-like black blood, emitting a pungent, fishy stench, gushed from the monster's mouth, splashing onto the surrounding ground and immediately producing a slight sizzling, corrosive sound, while rising a faint wisp of white smoke with a sweet, fishy smell.

"What...what's going on?!" Lin Zhan's eyes widened to their limit, filled with incomprehensible shock and fear. This was completely different from what he had been told and what he had imagined! Weren't the gene warriors supposed to be virtually immortal, possessing powerful self-healing and sustained combat abilities? How could...how could they collapse like mud?!

Not only Lin Zhan, but also Lao Wen and all the members of the Strategic Bureau at the gate were dumbfounded. They originally thought Chen Jun was going to use concentrated firepower to completely destroy the monster, but the bizarre change that seemed to deflate was completely beyond their comprehension.

Chen Jun stopped firing, casually tossing the two empty magazines of his rifles to the ground with two clangs. He stared at the "corpse" on the ground, which had shrunk to at least a third of its original size, was rapidly decomposing, and was emitting black smoke and a foul stench. His face showed no surprise, only a chilling understanding and... an uncontrollable disgust and anger.

"Just as I thought," Chen Jun muttered to himself, his tone heavy.

"Boss, what... what's going on?" Old Wen couldn't help but ask, cautiously taking two steps forward to get a better look.

"Stop! Don't go any further!" Chen Jun suddenly raised his hand and sternly stopped him, his tone more severe than ever before.

Old Wen immediately stopped in his tracks, puzzled.

Chen Jun pointed to the rapidly decaying, black blood-stained "thing" on the ground, which was even beginning to erode the earth, and his voice was as cold as ice: "This is not a normal death. It's genetic collapse! The inevitable backlash from forcibly stimulating potential, overdrawing life, and destroying stable genetic structure! His body is now full of collapsed cells, mutated proteins, and... highly active biological toxins!"

He paused, his anger almost tangible: "These toxins are weapons in themselves! The process of corpses rotting releases highly infectious and destructive biochemical gases! Those Western lunatics who are full of themselves and whose minds are filled only with plunder and destruction... they are truly bastards who have sons without an anus! They specialize in researching these things that will cause endless trouble and wipe out their descendants!"

Given Chen Jun's status and upbringing, he rarely uttered such vulgarities. However, the evil, dangerous "creation" before him, which completely violated human ethics and the laws of nature, and the vicious erosion of the foundations of human civilization it represented, made it impossible for him to remain calm.

"Give the order immediately!" Chen Jun turned to Lao Wen, his tone leaving no room for doubt. "Notify the Chemical Defense Regiment! The highest level of biological and chemical emergency response plan! Have them send their most professional team and equipment! Seal off this manor, especially this courtyard! Establish a 500-meter isolation zone! No one is allowed to enter or leave without my order! Do not use flames or explosives to treat this body or the contaminated area for the time being. We need samples for reverse engineering and toxicity analysis!"

Old Wen was deeply shaken. A chemical defense regiment! The highest level of biological and chemical contingency plan! Although he didn't understand the specific technical details, from Chen Jun's unprecedentedly serious expression and stern words, he deeply realized the gravity of the situation, far exceeding an ordinary armed conflict or gang fight!

"Yes! I'll take care of it right away!" Old Wen didn't dare to delay for a moment. He immediately turned around and began to contact the relevant departments through an encrypted channel with the highest priority.

Chen Jun stood still, his cold gaze sweeping over the polluted and dangerous courtyard. The sweet, pungent stench in the air grew stronger, and the stench of the "thing" on the ground was rotting at an unimaginable rate; the black liquid was seeping into the soil, and the plants it touched were withering and turning black at a visible speed.

Just then, a team member rushed over and reported, "Chief! We've apprehended about twenty people who attended the banquet at the main building of the manor. What should we do?"

Upon hearing this, Chen Jun turned and walked towards the main building. Old Wen had already contacted the chemical defense regiment; he needed to personally handle these "guests."

The main building's lobby was brightly lit, yet the atmosphere was oppressive.

A dozen or so men and women, dressed smartly, were mostly pale and trembling, some trying to appear calm, others looking away. They were being guarded by armed members of the Strategic Bureau, crouching in a corner. Overturned glasses, food, and broken ornaments were scattered on the ground.

As Chen Jun entered the hall, his gaze swept across the group of people with lightning speed.

He possessed a superhuman ability to perceive danger and abnormalities, which automatically activated the moment he stepped into the hall and began rapidly scanning everyone present.

However, when his senses swept across the corner of the crowd, he paused slightly.

There squatted an elderly man with gray hair, simply dressed, who looked like an ordinary scholar or retired cadre. In his perception, the "halo" emanating from this old man was actually "green"?

Green usually signifies goodwill, peace, low threat, and even... a potential "good guy" or "ally"?

Chen Jun frowned almost imperceptibly. In this place, in this situation, for someone to appear that his special perception had marked as "green"? That in itself was abnormal.

Just as he was wondering, the old man with gray hair seemed to sense his gaze, slowly raised his head, looked calmly at Chen Feng, and then slowly raised his hand, his movements composed and without the slightest panic.

He spoke in a clear, calm, and even slightly weathered and wise voice:

"General Chen, hello. If it's alright... I'd like to speak with you privately."