Chapter 112: The Corpse Actually Fired a Gun...

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A voice called up from below the mountain: "Friends, your sharpshooters are too formidable; we dare not show ourselves."

The parrot replied, "If you don’t come out, how can we know if you’re sincere? You haven’t even raised a white flag to show your goodwill."

This parrot seemed to know a great deal. Just how many chaotic anime and dramas had it watched?

Influenced by the parrot, Su Miao’s tension eased slightly. She stared at the ice wall, thinking that once they eliminated the people hidden behind it, there would be nothing left to fear.

A voice from below shouted, "Wait! We’ll raise the white flag immediately."

Under Zheng Meng’s signal, a powered individual and an ordinary guard stepped forward holding a makeshift white flag fashioned from their guns.

To show sincerity, the guard holding the microphone was among them.

"We—"

He shouted loudly.

But before he could finish, a bullet smashed into his head, killing him instantly.

With disbelief in his eyes, he collapsed onto the snow, still clutching the microphone and white flag.

The splatter of blood from his head struck the eyes of the powered individual beside him, blurring his vision.

Originally, this man’s task was to observe the sniper and count how many people were on the mountain, while also protecting the speaker. But he never expected that the other side was luring them out to kill.

Instinctively, he wanted to flee, but the blood in his eyes slowed his movements.

Nearby, Zheng Meng conjured another ice wall to protect her subordinate.

Unfortunately, Su Miao’s sniper shot was swifter.

Bang!

The moment the ice wall rose, the powered individual was shot through the head.

With two more casualties, Zheng Meng’s face darkened like iron.

The people on the mountain were utterly shameless!

This was a trap to lure them out and kill them.

Zheng Meng gestured to the two remaining powered individuals, who nodded in understanding.

"You, take the loudspeaker and continue talking to the people on the mountain. Remember, do not expose yourself."

Her gaze shifted to the last ordinary guard.

The guard from the Vulcan Base looked grim.

He took the loudspeaker and began a “friendly negotiation” with the parrot on the mountain.

It was almost comical; the loudspeakers they carried were originally meant for locating people, never imagined to be used for negotiation.

"Caw, caw, caw, come out! Where’s your sincerity? Why haven’t I seen any sincerity?"

The parrot’s voice rang out again.

"You killed the negotiator! Don’t you even have the most basic integrity?"

The guard shouted back.

The parrot said, "Do we need integrity for you Vulcan Base people?"

The guard was left speechless.

Indeed, Vulcan Base often did things like this.

Following Zheng Meng’s cue, the guard asked, "Did you see three people on snowmobiles yesterday?"

Zheng Meng wanted to understand the situation on the mountain, but knew nothing at the moment.

Why did the mountain people attack as soon as they saw Vulcan Base personnel?

Unless they had long been targeting Vulcan Base, but today’s search and rescue was a sudden decision. With poor communication, even if there were spies, they couldn’t relay information in time, let alone set up an ambush.

Given all the clues, only one possibility remained.

Yesterday, Zheng Yingjun and the others had come here. They must have done something to provoke these formidable enemies.

Zheng Meng didn’t have to guess what Zheng Yingjun, Lin Hong, and Lü Qigang might have done.

This explained why the distress signal Zheng Yingjun sent was nearby.

Most likely, the three were killed.

Otherwise, the people on the mountain wouldn’t have laid an ambush here in advance.

If they could kill the three, they could kill her too.

Zheng Meng did not want to perish because of a few reckless fools.

Therefore, arranging someone to negotiate and distract was one thing, but the main goal was to prepare to leave.

"You mean the three bastards who came yesterday? Are you looking for them? Want to meet them? Come out and talk, caw, caw, caw," the parrot shouted loudly.

"No way. If we come out, your snipers will kill us," the guard said. "It’s all a misunderstanding. What do you want us to do to let us leave?"

The parrot replied, "You can leave anytime. No one will stop you."

The guard said, "We can offer 1,000 kilograms of food, 200 kilograms of sugar, and 30 jin of salt to resolve the conflict. Can you accept that?"

The parrot proudly said, "Kill all you Vulcan Base people. All your stuff will be ours, caw, caw, caw."

The guard was dumbfounded. How was he supposed to respond?

Even if he was just a distraction.

"Keep chatting with him casually," Zheng Meng said with a dark expression.

If she could see Zheng Yingjun again, she would beat this idiot first, then deal with Zheng Qiongmei.

Enjoying the benefits of Vulcan Base, yet constantly causing trouble for the base.

Now, they had even provoked a force that wanted to wipe out Vulcan Base.

No wonder they were attacked as soon as they appeared.

Moreover, the enemy’s brazen words showed they had no intention of letting them go.

Zheng Meng glanced at the few remaining people, pondering how to escape.

If necessary, these few could be sacrificed.

She had to bring the information back.

Su Miao glanced at the parrot.

At their first encounter, she had witnessed the parrot’s mocking ability.

But from yesterday to today, the parrot’s performance made her realize she had underestimated it.

To claim they could destroy a suspected base of 20,000 people so casually—what if someone escaped and brought reinforcements?

As the parrot continued taunting the Vulcan Base personnel, Su Miao stared at the ice wall, sensing something was amiss.

Besides the negotiation, what were the other three from Vulcan Base doing?

Su Miao felt uneasy and decided to let the corpses help observe.

Necromancy!

In the next moment, the bodies that had been shot through the head behind the ice wall and lying in the snow struggled to stand.

They picked up guns and knives from the ground and stepped through the snow toward the remaining living people.

The guard responsible for the negotiation wanted to ask Zheng Meng for instructions.

But when he looked back, he was shocked to find Captain Zheng Meng gone.

Along with her, the other two powered individuals had vanished.

They had abandoned him and fled.

"I surrender!"

"I surrender!"

The guard shouted loudly.

But his surrender came too late. No sooner had he finished shouting than a headless corpse aimed an assault rifle at him, and terror surged through his heart.

The corpse could actually fire a gun…

Seeing the muzzle flare, the guard fell, and fifteen seconds later, he joined the ranks of the wandering corpses in the snow.

What about the others?

Su Miao watched the aimless corpses in the snow rise to their feet.

What about the remaining three from Vulcan Base?

Had they escaped?

They absolutely could not be allowed to flee. If they returned with reinforcements, it would be terrifying!

Su Miao looked eastward, growing anxious.

The parrot said, "Your Highness, I’ll go check."

It soared into the sky like an arrow, flying westward.

In moments, the parrot spotted Zheng Meng and the other two powered individuals emerging from a snow cave.

Seeing them, the parrot immediately turned back to report to Su Miao.

"Captain, there’s a bird!"

Someone on the Vulcan Base side saw the suddenly appearing parrot.

Zheng Meng glanced at the departing parrot and quickly raised an ice wall.

"Keep digging the tunnel. Escape!" she ordered.