3: Chapter 3 [Battle with Sambaque] 3: Chapter 3 [Battle with Sambaque] In the desolate wilds, the sky had darkened.
The faint moonlight made the rugged path barely visible.
Ye Tianchen, carrying Han Jie on his back, followed the directions given by a captured bandit, step by step toward the main base of the Blood Demon Mercenary Group.
“Tianchen, it’s gotten dark.
How about we find a place to rest and move when it’s light?”
Han Jie, who had slept for a few hours and recovered some strength, looked at the sky and suggested.
“No, the darker the night, the better it is for hunting,” Ye Tianchen said calmly.
Ye Tianchen didn’t turn to look at Han Jie, but quickly walked forward.
In such an environment, danger could lurk everywhere, and it was not impossible to be ambushed by the Blood Demon Mercenary Group along the way.
Even though Ye Tianchen’s superpower hadn’t fully recovered, and he had dropped from Divine Level to Monarch Level, making it difficult to even use ten percent of his superpower, he still activated the thin superpower within him as soon as the sky turned dark to sense any disturbances around him.
His eyes were also filled with superpower, making it as bright as day while walking through the night.
What gave Ye Tianchen a headache was that in his previous life, his superpower was at the Divine Level.
Once he activated his preemptive sensing ability, he could detect any disturbance within a few dozen miles, even the sound of a blade of grass breaking through the soil.
Now, he could only sense up to a hundred meters, which was the limit.
It seemed he needed to find a way to increase his superpower.
When Ye Tianchen stopped, Han Jie slowly opened her eyes and almost cried out because she didn’t realize when she had been carried up to a towering tree by Ye Tianchen.
Han Jie could clearly see that less than a hundred meters below the tree, there were a few tents.
Each tent was surrounded by two bandits armed with submachine guns.
Looking at the base of the large tree, there were two bodies with their throats slashed by a dagger.
Seeing all this, Han Jie really felt puzzled as she looked at Ye Tianchen; she felt as if she didn’t recognize him anymore.
Initially, Ye Tianchen was just a new Eastern Special Soldier.
In terms of combat experience, courage, and skills, he was no match for veteran special soldiers.
But now, Ye Tianchen’s exhibited strength was astounding.
Carrying her, not only had he killed two bandits, but he had also climbed such a tall tree without disturbing her.
His skills could almost match the top three warriors of the Eastern forces.
“Sister Han, just stay here and don’t move.
I’ll wipe out these bandits, and then we can leave,” Ye Tianchen whispered.
“I’ll go with you.
Don’t underestimate me; I was also a special soldier before.”
Han Jie was somewhat worried about Ye Tianchen’s ability to handle it alone.
Despite his extraordinary combat skills, the opponent had lots of lethal weapons, and the Blood Demon Mercenary Group had several experts, especially their deputy leader Sambaque, which made Han Jie concerned.
He was a formidable foe.
“No need.
This is a man’s game; a beauty like you should just enjoy the show!”
Before Han Jie could respond, Ye Tianchen had already jumped down from the tree.
From a height of over five meters, he landed and instantly rolled on the ground, darting out like lightning, dazzling Han Jie.
Han Jie was originally a famously fierce female special soldier.
On a normal day, if anyone dared to treat her as a fragile woman, they would definitely face her fist.
However, since the moment Ye Tianchen woke up and opened his eyes, he had taken charge of everything.
If not for him, Han Jie would have already been dead.
Thus psychologically, she had grown more dependent on, and trusting of, this man.
It just seemed odd to her how he had suddenly become so formidable.
In the clearing, inside the central tent, a bald strongman played with a flying knife in his left hand and held a glass of red wine in his right.
Several of his subordinates stood in front of him, daring not to say a word.
This man was Sambaque, an international criminal.
He was very angry because he had just received a report that the members of the Blood Demon Mercenary Group he had sent out were all killed.
Of the seven Eastern Special Soldiers, two still hadn’t been dealt with, and this infuriated him.
“Idiots, fools, you all are elites of the Blood Demon Mercenary Group, and you can’t even kill two Eastern Special Soldiers.
It’s a disgrace!” Sambaque yelled furiously.
“Deputy leader, we don’t know what happened.
Initially, those two fleeing special soldiers were not very strong.
Could it be that some Eastern expert has come to their aid?” one of the Blood Demon Mercenary Group members said, showing difficulty.
Sambaque glared fiercely at the subordinate, and the flying knife in his left hand suddenly shot out, piercing the chest of that subordinate almost instantly as it flew.
This made the other subordinates step back in fear.
Looking at the Blood Demon Mercenary Group member who fell in a pool of blood, Sambaque motioned with his hand, and two other members carried the body out.
Killing a subordinate was no loss to Sambaque, nor did it cause any fluctuation in his mood.
What made Sambaque very angry was that the M-country government had hired their Blood Demon Mercenary Group for a high price, specifically to deal with the Eastern Special Soldiers.
Over the years, the Eastern Special Soldiers had repeatedly struck at these illegal smuggling groups, achieving significant success and consequently drawing resentment.
Given the high price this time, the leader of the Blood Demon Mercenary Group dispatched Sambaque, a heavyweight figure, who took hundreds of elite members of the group with him.
After meticulous planning and setting an ambush, they managed to severely hit Ye Tianchen and his seven special soldiers.
They thought they could capture them all, but Han Jie and Ye Tianchen managed to escape.
Now, a powerful force had appeared, killing several elite members who chased after them.
This infuriated Sambaque, as it was a major embarrassment and damaged the international reputation of the Blood Demon Mercenary Group.
Thump thump, two bodies fell into the tent from outside, both with their throats slit.
Sambaque frowned, and just as he was about to get up, Ye Tianchen entered the tent with a cold smile on his lips, playing with a bloody dagger in his right hand.
“You…who are you?”
Sambaque couldn’t believe that the Eastern Special Soldier, whom they had chased to the point of jumping off a cliff, now dared to fire back.
Was this a death wish?
“Your killer!”
Ye Tianchen spoke coldly, taking steps towards Sambaque.
Sambaque frowned, astonished that the Eastern Special Soldiers still possessed such audacity after being utterly defeated and fleeing; and even daring to invade their main camp.
“Hahaha, I was just worrying about not being able to find you, but you delivered yourself to me.
Die now…”
As soon as he finished speaking, Sambaque quickly drew a pistol, aiming to shoot Ye Tianchen dead, but just as he drew his weapon, Ye Tianchen had already charged in front of him, landing a punch on Sambaque’s right wrist, sending the pistol flying.
“Ah!”
Sambaque screamed in pain, not expecting Ye Tianchen to be so formidable, almost breaking his right arm with a single punch.
Sambaque, worthy of being the deputy leader of the Blood Demon Mercenary Group, quickly regained his composure, let out a scream, and leaped over a meter high, his fists rapidly targeting Ye Tianchen’s vital spots.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!
Sambaque was indeed strong, fitting for the deputy leader of the Blood Demon Mercenary Group who was not to be taken lightly.
From the beginning of the ambush until now, Sambaque had not taken action, thinking these men unworthy of his effort.
His subordinates had killed the six special soldiers, and he thought he wouldn’t get a chance to fight, but Ye Tianchen’s appearance still made Sambaque feel threatened.
Ye Tianchen was also surprised.
He thought in this lifetime he wouldn’t encounter any masters, only in the apocalypse when strong individuals from Ancient Martial Sects and superpower users dominated the world, and mutants and mutant beasts were extraordinarily strong.
It seemed he was mistaken.
Every lifetime has its strong individuals; it’s not only in an apocalypse.
Given Sambaque’s skills, he indeed had arrogant capital.
Sambaque kept punching, his fists whirling with such force that even the air crackled with vibrations, clearly indicating that his punches were infused with Qi Force.
If hit by such fists, the impact would delve deep into bones.
But Sambaque was becoming anxious.
Over the years, he had rarely met an opponent worth his full effort, and those that were, he had dealt with in a few punches.
But this young Eastern man’s skill was impressive; despite using nearly his full strength, he had not managed to injure him, which was indeed surprising.
A swift punch!
Sambaque gathered a large amount of Qi Force and aimed a punch at Ye Tianchen’s neck.
Ye Tianchen’s eyes turned icy, retaliating with a punch of his own.
His dodging earlier was only to stimulate the superpower within his body.
He discovered that only during combat did the superpower core in his brain vaguely glow, activating the superpower within his meridians.
Bang!
Ye Tianchen and Sambaque’s fists collided.
Ye Tianchen stepped back two steps, feeling his right arm go numb, while Sambaque was thrown out of the tent, creating a large hole in it.
“It seems that the Monarch Level superpower is still not enough.
There are many strong opponents in this lifetime.
I need to strive to improve!” Ye Tianchen thought to himself.
The commotion had attracted all the Demon Mercenaries, who rushed over and began firing at Ye Tianchen with their guns.
With his left hand clutching his right shoulder, Sambaque grimaced in pain, glaring at Ye Tianchen fiercely:
“You’re skilled, but one day I will personally kill you!”