bioinnovel Chapter 279 Landing on the Island!
Chapter 279 Landing on the Island!
Thick cumulonimbus clouds hung low over the western Pacific Ocean.
The gale whipped up towering waves several meters high, which crashed violently against the edge of an unnamed island covered with lush vegetation.
Sixty meters underwater, three kilometers from the coastline.
The sea-devouring shark hovered above the seabed like a ghost.
Zhang Yan coldly observed the defenses deployed on the sea surface through passive sonar and holographic projection.
Two armed patrol boats, each with a displacement of about 1,000 tons, circled around the island's only deep-water port, forming a pincer movement.
The camouflage netting on the bow cannons has been removed, and they are ready to unleash firepower at any time.
"There are no national markings, and the paint job is a matte, dark gray anti-rust paint, which is standard practice for large international mercenary groups or private defense companies."
Zhang Yan quickly typed commands on the keyboard, shutting down the main power furnace of the mechanical shark.
Faced with patrol boats of this caliber, he could send them to their deaths with a single supercavitating torpedo.
But he didn't do that.
Once the fighting starts at sea, the enemy on the island will inevitably notice. If they are desperate and massacre the entire exploration team trapped in the mine by Qingcheng International, then even if we get the star sand gold, we won't be able to explain it to Nie Qingcheng when we get back.
"You're all going to die."
Zhang Yan took off his heavy pressure suit and put on a close-fitting dark combat uniform.
Instead of wearing the "Tyrannosaurus" or "White Tiger" suits specifically designed for large-scale head-on confrontations, he retrieved a spare part of the "Dragon Scale Type I" exoskeleton armor that he had previously rushed to make for the Dragon Scale Squad from his storage space—a pair of invisible miniature energy skeletons that could fit snugly into the spinal cord.
After putting on the gear, he inserted a black, high-frequency vibrating dagger with no reflective surface into the tactical slot on the outside of his thigh.
The hatch opened silently, just a crack.
Zhang Yan glided out of the mechanical shark like a fish, carrying only a military-grade underwater breathing apparatus. After storing the mechanical shark in his system space, he dived toward the steep cliffs on the back of the island.
Twenty minutes later.
Zhang Yan climbed onto a dark gray reef covered with vines.
The roar of the waves at his feet masked the slight thud as he emerged from the water.
The surrounding area is filled with tropical broad-leaved forests that can reach up to 30 meters high, and the hot, humid air is mixed with a strong smell of gunpowder.
He wiped the seawater off his face and activated the tactical computer and miniature reconnaissance network on his wrist.
Three dog-shaped robots, no bigger than moths, quietly took to the air and rapidly spread inland.
Within three minutes, the holographic miniature map was covered with countless red dots.
There is a blasted mine entrance located at the base of a mountain at the center of the island.
That was the last line of defense for the Qingcheng Exploration Team. At the entrance, there were several old sandbags piled up, as well as a defensive machine gun that was clearly out of bullets.
At least sixty fully armed soldiers were stationed at the high points surrounding the mine and within the fan-shaped encirclement.
To Zhang Yan's surprise, these soldiers were not wearing regular camouflage uniforms, but were all wearing dark gray chemical protective suits with external tubing, and heavy, closed helmets, making it look as if they were isolating themselves from some kind of highly toxic substance.
What's even more concerning is that the infrared signatures from the reconnaissance robot show a small but extremely conspicuous cluster of dark red energy signals on the chests of these soldiers.
"The residual pollution from the ruins..."
Zhang Yan's eyes turned cold.
"As expected, it's the scum left behind by those monsters."
Not far away, a burst of intense gunfire suddenly broke the silence.
Two mercenaries in hazmat suits set up a portable rocket launcher and fired a high-explosive round at the mine entrance.
With a loud "boom," the sandbags were blasted into the air.
A few weak gasps and desperate coughs echoed from deep within the mine.
"The boss said, only take them alive! Listen up, you guys inside, hand over the mining data and metal samples, and I guarantee you won't die!"
A voice with a heavy accent echoed through the valley via a loudspeaker.
Zhang Yan had no patience to listen to their attempts to persuade him to surrender. Now that he had confirmed the enemy's identity and that the exploration team was indeed trapped there, there was only one thing left to do.
Clearance.
He exerted force with both legs, and the miniature energy skeleton unleashed an astonishing thrust-to-weight ratio.
Zhang Yan's body seemed weightless as he leaped directly onto the treetop, which was more than ten meters high.
He moved swiftly among the tree trunks, so fast that he was just a blurry black shadow, each step precise and silent.
One of the outermost sentries was holding a sniper rifle, aiming the crosshairs at the entrance of the mine.
But before he could pull the trigger, he heard a very faint sound of wind cutting overhead.
A hand like an iron clamp descended from the sky, viciously gripping his jaw, while the other hand lashed out, severing his cervical vertebrae with a high-frequency vibrating dagger in a microsecond.
Before the sentry's body could even twitch, Zhang Yan gently placed him in the grass.
"The first one."
Zhang Yan silently recited it in his heart.
He was like a god of death in the jungle, making no unnecessary movements or sounds.
Although these mercenaries, whose abilities were slightly corrupted by the energy of the void, had their perception and physical strength enhanced to some extent, they were as fragile as paper models in front of Zhang Yan, who possessed master-level Jeet Kune Do and an exoskeleton.
Within three minutes, Zhang Yan had carved a path through the outer defense line, leaving behind twelve corpses along the way, each killed instantly, without even a warning coming through the communication channel.
Just as he finished off the machine gun position on the left flank, the weight of a falling corpse knocked over a nearby metal ammunition box, making a brief "clang" sound.
"Left wing, small forward, report!"
Due to the prolonged lack of response, the enemy's communication channels finally realized something was wrong.
Several mercenaries immediately turned their guns around and shone their tactical flashlights toward the left flank.
A beam of light pierced the darkness of the rainforest, and the next second, they saw a young man dressed in pure black combat uniform, holding a blood-dripping dagger upside down in his hand, standing quietly on an open ground ten meters away.
His gaze was as cold as if he were looking at a pile of dead objects.
"Enemy forces have breached our ranks!"
The mercenaries were terrified and frantically pulled the triggers of their assault rifles. But the bullets only struck the afterimage left by the young man.
Zhang Yan no longer concealed himself, and the micro-energy skeleton was turned on at full power.
A direct, head-on confrontation—this is Jeet Kune Do's most direct manifestation of violence.
He lunged forward, dodging the line of fire, and kicked a tree trunk in mid-air to gain momentum and change direction, crashing into the center of the enemy ranks like a cannonball.
The moment he landed, he swung his right elbow backhand, smashing the first mercenary's bulletproof helmet. The sound of cracking bones, accompanied by the enormous impact, sent the man flying.
Then, he moved through the extremely crowded position, his high-frequency vibrating dagger drawing deadly streaks of cold electricity in the night.
Every cut is inevitably accompanied by a gush of blood.
Screams, chaotic and terrified gunfire, and the muffled thuds of flesh and bone being torn apart became the only main melody in this isolated rainforest island.
Five minutes later.
The last mercenary who tried to escape was caught up by Zhang Yan from behind, who stomped on his right leg bone and then pierced his throat with a knife.
The heart of the encirclement was deathly silent, littered with mangled corpses and fragments of firearms.
Zhang Yan wiped the blood off the dagger and gently tucked it back into his leg.
He didn't rush into the mine to declare victory because the holographic radar on his left wrist showed that deep inside the blasted-open mine, there was an extremely large crimson energy source, far exceeding that of the previous mercenaries.
That's a level of strength that a group of corrupted soldiers could not possess.
"No wonder these mercenaries are holding their ground outside, but dare not send anyone in to charge in directly..."
Zhang Yan looked at the dark, gaping mine that resembled the gaping maw of a monster, and gently pressed his finger on the storage space activation button at his waist.
Inside were Tiger-type mechanical beasts loaded with ammunition.
To obtain the Stardust Gold, the real battle has only just begun.