Chapter 492 - 535 Tense Situation
Chapter 492: Chapter 535 Tense Situation
Chapter Five Hundred Thirty-Five
“How is that possible!”
The Snake Spirit Zunzhe uttered in disbelief.
He certainly knew what it meant to take down three Cobra Helicopters, let alone facing not just three helicopters but also at the same time having to deal with the soldiers of the joint forces numbering in the thousands. This was simply unimaginable.
Even he would not dare to boast that he could stand against an army of several thousand troops.
Last night, during the attack on Mitzina, he had witnessed firsthand the remarkable power of the Cobra Helicopters, under the sweep of the Gatling heavy machine guns, a thousand soldiers could be easily dispersed, even tanks and armored vehicles couldn’t stop them.
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Moreover, helicopters could strike from high above, it seemed impossible for them to be brought down by anyone.
“If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn’t believe it either, but this is what I’ve personally witnessed, and we’ve already recorded it,” Yang Xiao said.
“Show me,” the Snake Spirit Zunzhe said solemnly.
Yang Xiao made a gesture, and a soldier from the armed helicopter hurried over with a video camera, switching on its recording function.
The Snake Spirit Zunzhe snatched the video camera.
In it, the footage clearly recorded how Long Xiaoshan brazenly broke through the military formations of the joint forces and, utilizing a large tree, laid a trap to bring down three helicopters.
Even though Long Xiaoshan resorted to tricks, his capability was still terrifying beyond imagination.
And this man, slaying his way in and out of the joint forces seven times, had an aura of invincibility that even across the camera made one feel his fierceness. Since when did Myanmar have such a formidable figure?
If before, the Snake Spirit Zunzhe was merely furious hearing about his son Bai Long’s death.
Now, he had actually calmed down a bit.
Long Xiaoshan’s strength far surpassed his estimation.
“Father, the Specter Lord, Black Panther Lord are all dead, you must kill this guy, don’t let him get away,” Gedanwei, seeing his father still dilly-dallying and not making a move to pursue Long Xiaoshan, urged loudly.
“I know, go stay out of the way,” the Snake Spirit Zunzhe snorted coldly.
He showed a hint of dissatisfaction with Gedanwei.
Given the strength Long Xiaoshan displayed against the joint forces, it would be difficult for the Specter Lord and the Black Panther Lord not to die.
The Snake Spirit Zunzhe was displeased that Gedanwei had provoked such a powerful individual, but it was too late to discuss that now. The enmity had been established, and with the status of the Serpent Witch Sect in Myanmar, it was impossible to bow down to such an outsider.
So either Long Xiaoshan would have to flee Myanmar and never reappear,
or they would have to take him down eventually.
But the approach for dealing with him definitely had to change; it was no longer feasible to act rashly.
The consequences of acting rashly could be seen: three Zunzhes and Bai Long were already lost. If there were any more losses, the Serpent Witch Sect could not afford it, especially since there were not a few powers in Southeast Asia that held grudges against the Serpent Witch Sect.
Moreover, the Serpent Witch Sect was planning a major operation—the recent attack on Mitzina and Pagan was just a drill.
He had an even more important agenda…
He was not the foolish son Gedanwei.
Before making a move, he would definitely need to understand the background of the opponent first. The appearance of such a strong individual in Myanmar also spurred a lot of thoughts in him. Was it a coincidence or did he have another purpose? Could it be that he came for Death God Valley too?
Long Xiaoshan ran wildly, finally stepping out of the tropical jungle.
He had sensed an immensely powerful aura approaching, which is why he chose to leave immediately.
Destroying three helicopters had also drained all his True Qi.
There were still thousands of allied troops present.
Even though they were merely a disorganized mob, many ants can kill an elephant.
With so many firearms, they still posed a threat to him.
Besides, he had seen Song Yi being taken onto that helicopter, and since he couldn’t fly, he definitely couldn’t rescue her on the spot. His only option was to retreat and plan for the long term.
After running a hundred kilometers, he stopped by a river, washed himself in it, unsure if the Sorcerer had left any secret methods on his body. He used his Heavenly Eye to observe and confirmed there was no special residue on him.
For now, he was temporarily safe, but he couldn’t be one hundred percent certain, as his affection with Lan Wan’er connected them through their spells. Lan Wan’er would definitely sense his location; if she truly wanted to betray him, unless they were far enough apart, he would definitely not be safe.
But Long Xiaoshan didn’t plan to run any further.
Apart from not wanting to just walk away and his intention to rescue Song Yi,
he actually wanted to see whether Lan Wan’er would truly betray him.
If Lan Wan’er really betrayed him, even if he found it hard to part with such a fiery enchantress, he would have to ruthlessly eliminate her. Otherwise, keeping such an unsafe variable around was simply courting death.
He took out several Jade Tokens, shot them in different directions, setting up a simple Formation, and concealed his presence. Immediately he took out some Elixir Pills and began to consume them.
Several hours later.
He had replenished his depleted True Qi, and Long Xiaoshan felt like he could finally breathe a sigh of relief.
No one had pursued him, it seemed Lan Wan’er had not betrayed his location.
Strangely enough, this gave him a sense of relief, as letting go of a treasure that was a man’s ultimate pride was not something he was willing to do unless absolutely necessary.
He collected the Jade Tokens and continued forward, gathering many herbs along the way. Myanmar, situated in Southeast Asia, is tropical with rich vegetation and a plethora of species. Plants were everywhere.
Long Xiaoshan actually discovered many medicinal materials that he had not seen back home.
Of course, these materials could only used to concoct some ordinary Elixir Pills, not Spirit Pills.
Something like Hundred-Year-Old Medicine was also a rarity even in Myanmar and couldn’t be found easily.
However, Long Xiaoshan hadn’t set out to find any Spirit Grass.
He was simply collecting a few common medicinal herbs, and after half an hour, he had gathered enough to extract a bottle of somewhat black medicinal juice. He then stripped off his clothes and applied the juice to his skin. After a while, he turned into a dark-skinned man.
He looked almost like a Southeast Asian person.
Passing through a village, Long Xiaoshan took several articles of local Myanmar clothing that were drying outside, left some money, and changed into the local attire.
Now, unless it was someone who knew him well, he was completely unrecognizable.
Long Xiaoshan checked a map on his phone and realized he had already arrived near Kunmai City. Kunmai City is over a hundred kilometers from Mitzina, and upon his arrival, he immediately noticed the tense atmosphere in Kunmai with many Myanmar Army soldiers patrolling.
Upon inquiring in the city, he learned that Mitzina had also been taken by the allied forces the night before.
Mitzina is the capital of Kachin State in Myanmar and also an extremely important strategic location, the country’s most crucial river port, and a trade hub on the Stilwell Road. Furthermore, with the fall of Pagantown, the allied forces had effectively taken control of Myanmar’s economic lifeline.
The Myanmar government was now in a passive position and would definitely seek to counterattack and retake Mitzina and Pagantown.
Therefore, Kunmai City had amassed a large number of Myanmar Army troops, with even more being dispatched from other parts of the country.
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