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

Chapter 1494 Stubbornness is Useless

Around the corner, the deafening roar of intense gunfire filled the air. Seven or eight men dressed in black combat uniforms, clearly armed personnel from within the manor, were using the walls and furniture at the corner of the corridor to fire wildly outwards, attempting to halt the Strategic Bureau's assault team's advance.

Bullets struck the walls and the ground, sending shards of stone flying and filling the air with smoke.

They were so focused on the enemy in front of them that they were completely unaware that a deadly threat had silently crept up behind them.

Chen Jun, carrying the limp, blood-soaked body of Lin Zhan as if it were a tattered sack, moved with such light, silent steps that he appeared to the side and rear of the group of armed men. He didn't even seek cover, simply standing there brazenly, his cold gaze sweeping over the group of targets whose backs were turned to him.

There were no warnings, no confrontations, and no unnecessary words.

He raised the automatic rifle in one hand, the muzzle as steady as if it were welded to his arm.

Da da da da da——

A precise and ruthless long burst! Bullets pierced the bodies of those in black combat uniforms from behind, exploding into sprays of blood. Screams were instantly drowned out by the gunfire, and the militants with their backs to Chen Jun fell one after another like harvested wheat, some not even having time to turn around and see who their attackers were.

The magazine was emptied with a soft "click".

Chen Jun casually tossed the empty rifle to the ground with a clatter. He glanced down at Lin Zhan, who was now convulsing and coughing up blood again from the close-range gunfire and recoil, and a sneer curled at the corner of his mouth.

"Boss Duan? Is this all the guarding skills you have? You dare call yourself 'Abyss'? Isn't the threshold a bit too low?"

Lin Zhan's consciousness was hazy, but Chen Jun's chilling words and ruthless slaughter still felt like ice water poured over his remaining nerves. He had never seen anyone... so arrogant! In a modern gunfight, strolling around as if it were their own backyard, ambushing from behind, killing everyone, and then using him, this "important person," as a shield or trophy?

This completely breaks the rules of gang warfare and even conventional special operations!

This guy is a complete madman who doesn't play by the rules!

Chen Jun bent down and picked up a submachine gun with bullets still inside from next to a corpse. After checking it, he casually gave the dying Lin Zhan a heavy blow to the ribs with the butt of the gun!

"Crack!" The familiar sound of bone breaking.

"Ugh..." Lin Zhan let out a weak groan of pain, and more blood foam gushed out.

Chen Jun stopped looking at him, picked him up as if he were a breathing sandbag, and continued walking towards the outskirts of the manor where the gunfire was intensifying. His steps remained steady, his pace unhurried, as if he were simply taking a stroll in his own manor, casually cleaning up some unsightly trash along the way.

"Hey, you were yelling so loudly just now, what gene warriors, what dying together." Chen Jun walked along, casually pushing aside the debris and corpses blocking his way with the muzzle of his gun, his tone as calm as if he were discussing the weather. "Where are they? Call them out and let me see. Let me see what kind of 'divine creation' you 'Abyss' have come up with after all this research?"

The sarcasm in his words was palpable. In Chen Jun's view, these shadowy organizations, relying on shady technologies or brainwashing methods, had gathered a group of fanatical followers who genuinely believed themselves to be kings of the underworld, capable of challenging national order. This blind confidence was no different in essence from those ignorant fools in history who thought themselves invincible, or from certain arrogant Western forces that only realized their power after being thoroughly defeated.

"You scoundrel, you won't behave unless you beat me," Chen Jun muttered to himself.

Sure enough, Lin Zhan, whom they were carrying, was growing weaker and weaker, but upon hearing the words "gene warrior," his unfocused eyes seemed to gather a last bit of resentment and... a twisted expectation. A hoarse sound came from his throat, his broken mouth moved, his voice so low it was almost inaudible, yet he stubbornly repeated those curse-like words:

“You…are…dead…for…it…No one…can…kill…him…you…wait……”

"Still being stubborn," Chen Jun sneered, deciding not to waste any more words with him. Words were meaningless against such a deeply brainwashed and unrepentant individual.

He continued forward, and along the way, whenever he saw a moving, armed black figure, regardless of whether they were resisting or fleeing, facing him or with their back to him, he would mercilessly shoot them from behind or the side! Precise, efficient, and ruthless, he had absolutely no regard for "martial ethics." In his dictionary, there was only one option for dealing with enemies, especially those who trampled on principles and killed his compatriots: complete annihilation. As for the means? The best means were those that could achieve their goal the fastest and safest.

The resistance inside the manor crumbled rapidly under the ruthless sweep from behind by this unruly "god of death." Chen Jun advanced at an extremely fast pace, and was about to cross the main building area and approach the battle zone on the manor's perimeter.

At this moment——

"Roar--!!!"

A non-human roar, filled with violence and pain, like that of a wounded beast, suddenly came from the direction of a courtyard ahead! The sound was so loud and so strange that it even briefly drowned out the intense gunfire, making people's eardrums tingle and their hearts involuntarily tremble!

Immediately following was a burst of even more intense and rapid gunfire, mixed with Lao Wen's familiar but now horrified roar and the team members' exclamations!

Chen Jun abruptly stopped, his brows furrowing deeply. He immediately activated his encrypted headset communication:

"Old Wen! Report the situation! What was that shout just now? What happened on your end?"

Immediately through the headset came Lao Wen's panting, incredulous voice, accompanied by intense gunfire and shouts from his teammates:

"Holy crap! Boss! Where...where are you?! Quick! Come quick! What the hell is this thing?! It's indestructible!! Bullets hit it like it's just a tickle! Even a grenade only makes it sway! And it's incredibly fast! Some of our brothers are already injured!!"

Old Wen's voice was filled with shock and a barely perceptible hint of...fear. Something that could frighten even a seasoned and knowledgeable man like Old Wen...

Chen Jun's eyes instantly sharpened like knives. He no longer had the slightest leisurely mood for a "stroll".

"Location! Hold on! I'm coming right away!"

He growled into the headset, and at the same time, he squeezed the half-dead Lin Zhan under his arm like a piece of luggage, and suddenly exerted force with his legs!

whoosh...

His figure shot out like an arrow, instantly unleashing astonishing speed. No longer concealing his whereabouts or "cleaning up" the scattered enemies along the way, he transformed into a blurry afterimage, carrying a sharp whooshing sound as he sped towards the courtyard from which the inhuman roar had come, as Old Wen had mentioned!