Gao Wu: My freshman internship was a battle on the front lines.

Chapter 32: Encountering a Beast Tide Upon Arriving at Fortress 3

Two hundred strange beasts are not invincible to a military convoy equipped with armored vehicles and machine guns.

The problem is that most of these students are first-level martial artists, and some are even ordinary people who haven't awakened their powers yet, and they have absolutely no combat experience.

If the beasts break through the defenses and rush into the bus, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"Instructor Ye, the radar shows a large number of alien beasts approaching from ahead!" the radar operator in the armored vehicle reported.

"Species: Ghost Wolves! Number: 237! Distance: 200 meters! Very fast!"

Ghost Wolf.

A first-tier beast, fast, with sharp claws and teeth, and prefers to fight in groups.

A single ghost wolf is not very strong, but when a group of ghost wolves charge together, even a fourth-level martial artist will have to avoid their attacks.

Ye Feng's brain was working at lightning speed.

Two hundred or so ghost wolves were nothing to him.

The problem is, he can't stray too far from the convoy; if some monster bypasses him and attacks the students, that would be troublesome.

"Prepare the machine guns," Ye Feng ordered. "Fire as soon as the alien beasts are within range. Don't conserve ammunition."

"yes!"

Sixty meters.

Fifty meters.

Forty meters.

Pairs of eerie green eyes began to appear from the bushes, densely packed together.

Thirty meters.

"Fire!"

The machine guns of the ten armored vehicles roared simultaneously, spewing fire from their muzzles and raining bullets down on the bushes like a storm.

The machine guns were incredibly powerful; each bullet carried terrifying kinetic energy, leaving a gaping hole in the Ghost Wolves' bodies. In the first volley, over twenty Ghost Wolves were reduced to minced meat.

But there were too many ghost wolves, and they were extremely fast, nimbly weaving through the bushes and dodging bullets.

A dozen or so ghost wolves broke through the barrage of fire and pounced on the bus from the side.

"Fire!" the veteran roared, raised his sniper rifle, and blew the head off a ghost wolf with a single shot.

Other veterans also opened fire, and the gunfire was deafening.

But the ghost wolves were too fast, and several of them had already rushed to the vicinity of the bus.

A girl screamed in fright and collapsed into her seat.

At the critical moment, a dark golden light flashed.

The ghost wolf's body was severed in two mid-air, its blood and internal organs spilling onto the ground.

A dark golden throwing knife pierced through the corpse of the ghost wolf, drawing a graceful arc in mid-air before flying back into Ye Feng's hand.

Ye Feng stood on the roof of the bus, with twelve dark gold throwing knives hovering around his body like twelve golden stars.

His gaze was icy.

"go."

Twelve throwing knives flew out simultaneously, at a speed so fast that they were almost impossible to detect with the naked eye.

There was no sound of air being torn apart, no whistling sound, only streaks of dark golden light passing through the air.

Each ray of light pierced precisely through the head of a ghost wolf.

Twelve.

Twenty-four.

Thirty-six.

In just three seconds, thirty-six ghost wolves were pierced by the throwing knives and fell down like harvested wheat.

The Dark Gold Flying Knife truly lives up to its reputation as a mental weapon worth 500 military merit points. It is powerful, consumes little energy, and is silent, making it an excellent tool for assassination and group battles.

"What...what kind of weapon is this?" Veteran Zhao's eyes widened.

He had served in the military for over a decade and had seen many psychic masters, but he had never seen such a terrifying psychic weapon.

Twelve throwing knives, controlled simultaneously, deliver precise kills at supersonic speeds without making a sound.

This is simply the art of killing.

Ignoring the veteran's astonishment, Ye Feng continued to control his throwing knives, reaping the lives of the ghost wolves.

Fifty.

Seventy.

The number of ghost wolves is dwindling rapidly, but the remaining ones seem enraged and have become even more frenzied. They no longer attempt to break through the defenses, but instead launch simultaneous attacks from all directions, trying to overwhelm the humans with sheer numbers.

"Keep the machine guns firing!" Ye Feng shouted, while simultaneously increasing the output of his mental energy.

The twelve throwing knives increased their speed again, weaving a deadly net in the air.

Any ghost wolf that enters this net is doomed to die.

Five minutes later, the battle ended.

All 237 ghost wolves were killed.

[Ding! Killed 78 Tier 1 Ghost Wolves, gained 1560 Kill Points]

[Ding! Killed eight Tier 2 Ghost Wolves, gaining 400 Kill Points!]

[Ding! Achievement 'Hundred-Man Kill' achieved, 3 achievement points gained]

Ye Feng was very satisfied! His kill count for upgrading to a third-tier martial artist was finally high enough.

The corpses of the ghost wolves lay scattered on the road, some riddled with bullets from machine guns, others sliced ​​in half by throwing knives—a horrific sight.

The students hid in the car; some were crying, some were vomiting, and some were slumped on the ground in a daze.

This was their first close encounter with death.

Although no one was injured, the feeling that they could be torn apart by the beasts at any moment was deeply ingrained in their bones.

Lin Ruoxi squatted on the ground, covering her mouth with both hands, trying hard not to vomit. Her face was as white as paper, but her eyes were very determined.

Liu Kai and Zhang Hao huddled together, trembling all over, their pants soaked with sweat.

I don't know if it was sweat from fright or something else.

An old soldier surnamed Zhao tallied the casualties and reported to Ye Feng: "Instructor Ye, no one was injured or killed. We've used up about a third of our ammunition, but it's not a big problem."

Ye Feng nodded, retrieved the throwing knife, and jumped off the roof of the bus.

His combat uniform was spotless, and he was as clean as if he had just come out of the bathroom.

"Everyone, take a ten-minute break, then we'll continue." Ye Feng looked around, his tone serious.

"This is just an appetizer. There are ten times more monsters near Fortress Three than here. If you can't even handle this much, it's not too late to back out now."

No one speaks.

Several students moved their lips, but ultimately didn't dare to speak.

They've already embarked on this path, there's no turning back.

Ye Feng turned and walked back to the bus. As he passed Liu Kai and Zhang Hao, he paused for a moment.

"Go back and change your pants." Ye Feng said casually, then got into the car without looking back.

Liu Kai and Zhang Hao's faces turned a deep shade of liver, and they wished they could disappear into the ground.

Ten minutes later, the convoy set off again.

After driving for about half an hour, a huge fortress appeared on the horizon.

We've arrived at Fortress Number Three.

The fortress's outer walls are made of high-strength alloy, standing about 20 meters high and over 5 meters thick, capable of withstanding most attacks from alien beasts.

A dense array of defensive cannons were mounted on the top of the wall, their dark muzzles pointing in all directions.

The fortress contains barracks, warehouses, a hospital, and a command center, and can accommodate two thousand people for long-term garrisoning.

The convoy slowly drove into the fortress gates, and the students curiously looked around through the car windows.

Ye Feng got out of the car, intending to find the fortress commander to get information about the situation.

He had only taken a few steps when the alarm inside the fortress suddenly went off.

The piercing alarm echoed through the air, and the red warning lights flashed wildly.

"Warning! Warning! A large number of alien beasts have been detected approaching Fortress Three! The number is unknown! They are expected to arrive in fifteen minutes!"

"Repeated! Alarm! Alarm! Beast horde attack! All combat personnel, take your positions immediately!"

Ye Feng's face lit up with joy.

Beast tide?

He had just arrived at Fortress No. 3 and hadn't even had a sip of water when he encountered the beast tide.

The broadcast from the fortress continued.

"The estimated size of the beast tide is level three! All non-combat personnel, please immediately take to the underground bunkers! (Repeated: All non-combat personnel, please immediately take to the underground bunkers!)"

The playground immediately descended into chaos.

The students panicked; some screamed, some cried, and some ran around like headless flies.

The veterans were well-trained, quickly taking their positions, starting up the defensive cannons, and checking the ammunition—everything proceeded smoothly and efficiently.

Veteran Zhao, along with several other veterans, herded the students into the underground bunker, shouting as they went, "Hurry! Hurry! Don't dawdle! If you don't want to die, run!"

Lin Ruoxi didn't run with the crowd, but instead ran against the flow of people towards Ye Feng.

"Ye Feng! You...you have to be careful!" Her eyes reddened, and her voice choked with emotion.

Ye Feng glanced at her, then patted her shoulder: "Go stay in the bunker and don't come out. I'll be fine."

"But……"

"go."

Ye Feng's tone left no room for argument.

Lin Ruoxi bit her lip, but ultimately turned and ran towards the cover.

Ye Feng took a deep breath and looked up at the outside of the fortress.

A horde of strange beasts is approaching at an alarming speed.

A cold smile curled at the corner of Ye Feng's lips.

"interesting."

"It's like my wish came true!"

Without any hesitation, he charged straight towards the city wall.