Chapter 900 - 729: Snatching the Kill?!!

Chapter 900: Chapter 729: Snatching the Kill?!!

Zhao Zhibao referred to the lines he saw as the "Lines of Life and Death," but the other members of Team 087 privately preferred to jokingly call the disaster-indicating lines the "Mastermind Lines."

The word "Mastermind" was like an adrenaline injection, instantly coursing through the nerves of every member of Team 087.

The moment the words were spoken, Chen Ya didn’t need to give any clear directives; the entire Team 087’s running trajectory cut a sharp arc through the grass, decisively changing direction.

The five of them, as if telepathically coordinated, immediately abandoned the original plan to charge into the main battlefield, focusing all their attention and killing intent towards the hiding place of the mastermind.

The priority of their target changed in an instant.

Their reaction speed was astonishing, and their unified movement in changing course showcased a high level of tactical proficiency and synergy.

Once a target is locked, the killing machine operates at full speed.

Their acceleration was cranked up another gear!

Especially the captain, Chen Ya, who led the charge!

You could see him lean forward slightly, using the cover of the person-tall grass, with his toes tensed like a poised snake ready to strike, tapping rapidly on the ground with a specific frequency and force.

"Whoosh—!"

At that moment, his figure seemed to blur, not sprinting in a straight line but moving with a peculiar, intermittent acceleration.

Flash, flicker, each interval of flicker was very short, yet with each flash, his figure would already appear tens of meters away.

All that was left in the original spot were the remnants of grass disturbed by the rapid airflow, and the low sonic booms from the air being forcibly displaced.

This was one of the Six Styles, the embodiment of ultimate speed—"Shave"!

Relying on the explosive advancement of "Shave," Chen Ya rapidly closed the distance to the house.

The other four team members, including Zhao Zhibao, had not fully mastered "Shave" yet, but relying on their enhanced leg muscles and excellent Stepping Technique, their speed was still faster than a speeding car.

Each step they took sank deeply into the soil, grass clippings flying, creating a strong current of air.

However, no matter how fast they were, how could they be faster than the pre-set explosion countdown?

After dozens of consecutive "Shave" flashes, Chen Ya could clearly see the outline of the house ahead, even discerning the mottled walls and broken window holes.

As he took a deep breath, ready to launch another "Shave" and break down the door directly.

"Boom——!!!!"

A thunderous explosion suddenly erupted without warning!

The house in front burst open from within like a massive ignited powder keg.

Scarlet flames mixed with thick black smoke rose skyward, forming a small mushroom cloud.

The violent shockwave crazily spread outwards in a circular pattern, tearing and flinging the fragile walls like paper.

Even the several dilapidated shanties nearby, which were already teetering, were effortlessly flattened under this savage force, turning into a burning wasteland of ruins and broken walls.

The explosion’s power far exceeded the norm, obviously using high-energy explosives.

Scorching air blasted forth, carrying the pungent smell of sulfur and burnt matter, wildly blowing Chen Ya’s hair.

He abruptly halted his forward momentum, stopping at the explosion’s edge, his eyes coldly watching the inferno that swallowed the "big fish."

"Captain, at your four o’clock direction, the mastermind is escaping, about 400 meters away from you!"

Zhao Zhibao’s accurate call came through the earpiece.

Did they think blowing up their hideout would erase their traces and allow them to escape?

Ridiculous!!

In the view of cause and effect, unless dead, no mastermind could hide their trace of existence.

"Heh!"

The corner of Chen Ya’s mouth curved into a satisfied arc beneath his mask, with no hesitation, his figure leaped again.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

After several rapid "Shave" maneuvers, his silhouette flitted through the still-burning ruins like a specter, ignoring the scorching heat and choking smoke, straight through the inferno at the explosion’s core.

Breaking free from the range of the fire, his field of vision suddenly widened.

Chen Ya’s sharp gaze locked instantly in the direction Zhao Zhibao indicated—caught sight of a fleeing, panicked man’s back as he stumbled along in a haphazard dash.

"Got you!"

Chen Ya sneered inwardly, his blood pooling at his toes again.

Just as he was about to spring forward, toes barely touching the ground, about to move.

From the shadows of a house not yet completely affected by the explosion ahead to the left, a figure suddenly darted forward.

The figure moved with astonishing speed, far faster than the fleeing Mechanical Department man, even... giving Chen Ya a sense of the explosive potential he felt when using "Shave."

With just a blur, it appeared right behind the fleeing Mechanical Department man.

The next instant, a hand covered in white exoskeleton, yet still appearing unusually delicate, clamped down on the man’s nape like the most precise mechanical clamp.

"Uh!"

The man from the Mechanical Department didn’t even manage a full shriek; all his struggles and momentum halted immediately with that clamp.

He was like a chicken grabbed by the neck, all strength instantly drained, limbs moving helplessly for a moment before collapsing entirely.

Chen Ya’s pupils narrowed to pinpoints.

Only then did he notice that figure’s full form.

The figure was extremely diminutive, even clad in elaborate white exoskeleton armor with smooth lines, its height was only about 1.4 meters, many heads shorter than the man from the Mechanical Department it seized.