Apocalypse: the Most Ruthless Person - Chapter 240 189: That Must Have Hurt a Little

“Shh, don’t make a sound!”

Zhang Su’s eyes suddenly sharp, directly turned to the location where the sound came from, simultaneously gesturing for the people beside him to follow.

As he gained more experience with his abilities, he developed a deeper understanding of his hearing range. Judging by the environment just now, the enemy should be about eighty to a hundred meters away.

Moving slowly, not directly approaching the source of the sound, but rather from a slightly offset direction. From a distance, he glimpsed two people sitting on two different rooftops. One was smoking a cigarette, while the other held his arms, dozing off. In the quiet environment and under the cold moonlight, who wouldn’t want to sleep…

Zhang Su guided everyone to the blind spot of the lookout personnel’s vision, pointed with his finger, and said, “In that direction, the three courtyards, everyone is inside!”

Everyone exchanged glances!

“This… damn it, that’s the southeast corner? Damn, these people are really cunning, no wonder we always fall short during confrontations with them, too deceitful!”

Wang Xingui looked frustrated, with such adversaries, no wonder victory eludes them. Yet, he’s puzzled as to how Zhang Su captures so much intelligence with just a glance…

“Brother Su, what’s the next step?”

The others were not curious, as if Zhang Su naturally possessed the ability to perceive everything.

“Right, Brother Zhang, let me know if there’s anything I need to do!” Wang Xingui felt this was the time to showcase his abilities.

“Guizi, your task is complete; the rest don’t concern you. In a moment, we’ll divide into eight groups and block all paths at four corners. If anyone runs out from the courtyards, shoot immediately!”

“Understood!”

The words “shoot immediately” made everyone’s heart jolt.

In the shadows, Wang Xingui’s lips trembled, secretly terrified: King Yama indeed!

“Brother Su, are we sure we won’t make the same mistake as the Beita Camp?”

Jia Shiqin asked with some apprehension, considering the lives involved if mistaken, conscious would suffer.

Zhang Su grinned at Wang Xingui, saying, “Guizi’s information, if wrong, all those souls will seek him for revenge.”

“I… this… definitely not wrong.”

Wang Xingui was dumbfounded, waving his hands vigorously to confirm there’s no mistake.

“Enough with the useless talk, I’ll make the groups. Teacher Yu and Jia Shiqin are one group, guarding the northeast corner; me and Xinyu…”

Soon, the groups were assigned, except Guo Dachao and Qi Xiaoshuai stayed put, others slowly moved to their designated positions while Wang Xingui hovered quietly in the dark, observing.

It’s unknown how many people lived in those courtyards. Zhang Su took Zheng Xinyu to the southeast corner, checking the distance, and pulled out a Great Grenade crafted by Yu Qing from his backpack.

Before further action, the smoking person on the rooftop suddenly turned on a flashlight towards a direction, angrily shouting, “Who is it?”

“Bozai and Old Tan are exposed!”

Zheng Xinyu recognized the direction as Lu Yubo and Tan Huajun.

“Who is it? It’s King Yama coming for your lives!”

Zhang Su didn’t hesitate any longer, shouting loudly.

As they had already discovered their allies, it was time to act!

Zhang Su snapped the half-meter long fuse down to five centimeters, lit it, and hurled it towards the smoking man’s rooftop!

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Su pulled out a grenade from his waist, removed the safety pin, and tossed it at the dozing person!

“Enemy attack, enemy attack!”

The lookout shouted in alarm, the flashlight beam illuminating towards the shouting direction.

Combat isn’t like a tug-of-war game, there’s no need to yell one, two, three at the start.

Under the flashlight beam, the Great Grenade traced an arc, the smoking person couldn’t make out what it was, mistaking it for a coconut, though landing precisely on the rooftop!

“Oh no! Run…”

As he saw the smoking “coconut,” a chill ran up his spine, goosebumps rising all over, ignoring the height, he jumped down.

Sadly, too late.

Boom!!!

A blaze of fire surged to the sky, a deafening explosion shook everyone’s senses. Those guarding the four corners felt tremors underfoot, exchanging glances, somewhat overwhelmed by its power… was it excessively potent?

It proved that the Great Grenade was indeed massive. If a grenade resembles a five-year-old swinging a stick, the Great Grenade equates to a fifteen or sixteen teenager wielding an axe wildly!

No screams even, perhaps drowned out amidst explosions and collapse… can’t be heard…

Only seeing parts of the smoking man blasted from rooftop outside the courtyard, while several parts were nowhere to be seen.

Rural self-built houses are solid, capable of surviving earthquakes of six to seven degrees, but can’t withstand the Great Grenade. With the explosion, the buildings shattered into debris, even the courtyard walls weren’t left unscathed, suffering some impacts.

For the inhabitants inside that house, they’d meet dire misfortune; even if not killed by the Great Grenade, escaping the fate of being crushed by cement slabs is impossible!

“Holy… how much material did Yu Qing put in?”

In the dark, Zhang Su, who threw the Great Grenade, covered his head in fright, the shockwave scattered sand and soil, stinging upon his body.

In his heart, he felt a sudden chill from having just cut off the fuse, thankful that Yu Qing’s fuse data was reliable; otherwise, he and Zheng Xinyu would have been blown to smithereens!

Lu Yubo grinned and laughed, “Hehe, after Great Granade’s explosion, it’s bound to hurt a bit, eh!”

Tan Huajun looked at Lu Yubo speechlessly, unsure what to say.

“Teacher Yu, your daughter sure knows her stuff…”

In the darkness, Jia Shiqin said to Yuwen with a peculiar expression.

Yuwen’s face carried a complex expression, only able to reply with an awkward smile.

In the distance, Wang Xin and Zhang Ya sat on top of their respective vehicles, both eyes fixed on the direction of the flashing flames.

“It’s starting!”

Wang Xin’s voice was filled with irrepressible excitement.

Zhang Ya hugged her arms, whispering, “Hope Brother Su and the others are safe. But that explosion just now… doesn’t seem like a hand grenade.”

“How can a hand grenade have such power? It’s surely Teacher Xiaoyu’s Great Granade. My heavens, it’s so exhilarating, the art of explosion!”

Wang Xin stood on tiptoe to look toward the flashing flames, trying to see something, but had no luck.

The courtyard brought down by Great Granade was a cloud of dust, with no one escaping just yet, while the grenade explosion in another yard elicited a chorus of shouts.

In an instant, Zhang Su heard dense noises, surely indicating the people at Beita Camp had reacted and began organizing a counter-attack.

“Flashlights!”

With Zhang Su’s cry, eight beams of light lit up simultaneously, illuminating the front and back streets of the courtyard brightly, leaving no dead spots, ensuring no one could hide.

Bang, bang, bang!

With precise timing, as the lights lit up, the first person rushed out from the courtyard, firing the first shot in retaliation.

“Brothers, fight and kill those bastards!”

The people inside knew they were facing tough opponents, so they didn’t hesitate, firing back directly; in truth, they had no other choice because if they continued hiding inside, they might get hit by grenades, only fighting their way out offered a chance!

Yet they did not know what they were facing this time…

Ratta-tat-tat, ratta-tat-tat-tat…

Bang, bang, bang, bang…

As the villagers of Beita Camp rushed out of the small courtyard wielding weapons, they were met with fierce gunfire.

The confrontation appeared reciprocal but was purely one-sided warfare; homemade firearms stood no chance against modern automatic rifles, with no second path besides getting hit.

In accuracy, power, and ammunition capacity, they were not on the same level at all…

Originally, Beita Camp had the advantage in numbers, but after Great Granade killed off a group, their numerical advantage vanished completely.

Feeding five bullets a day might not create a sniper, but facing real combat now, its preliminary effectiveness was seen.

After a round of gunfire, four men at the northwest and northeast corners fired off a magazine each, clearing the field quickly, with no one standing.

At the rear, southwest and southeast corners guarded against those climbing out from the wall, killing five deserters!

“Surrender, we surrender!”

From Zhang Su throwing Great Granade to the opponent shouting surrender, only about three minutes elapsed; true combat was this swift and brief, determining victory or defeat needing just a little time!

“Surrender not accepted! Reload and charge into the courtyard, leave no young or strong alive!”

Zhang Su’s shout reached everyone’s ears present.

Not only did people from Beita Camp feel a chill in their hearts, but those following Zhang Su were also taken aback.

“Brother Su, maybe hold on a bit, don’t let them have a desperate last stand,” Zheng Xinyu advised, reminding him that once subdued, they were at his mercy regardless.

Zhang Su understood the principle of not pursuing desperate foes, but he could hear more, knowing the situation inside, he declared loudly: “These guys are cunning, leave no chance behind, follow me, kill!”

“Kill!”

Lu Yubo got heated, pulled out the empty magazine, hung it on his waist, loaded a new one, and rushed towards the courtyard, not forgetting to finish off people on the ground, past caring about ammunition, driven mad

Tan Huajun followed as well, feeling Zhang Su’s words were right.

“You’re from Celestial Horse Island, right? We can talk, things aren’t like you think!”

This time, the person speaking from inside the courtyard was louder, bringing out a megaphone, probably fearing the other side couldn’t hear.

“Celestial Horse Island…”

Cowering in a corner, cradling his head, Wang Xingui showed realization, thinking he finally knew where Zhang Su and his group’s base was located.

Yet given a hundred guts, he dared not entertain ideas, viewing people from Beita Camp as a living example before him.

“You fired indiscriminately, hurting my brothers, planted bombs on my camp’s path, lured zombies to my camp, yet want to talk with me? What will you use to talk? I’ll annihilate you!”

Zhang Su’s tone was icy, especially in this smokey, explosive night.