Everyone readied themselves, checking their equipment one last time before infiltrating the base in groups.

The missile base was expansive, untouched by mutated beasts, and well-maintained. There were signs that it had been occupied and maintained recently.

As they cautiously advanced toward the source of a sound, Shao Qi directed some agile members to scout ahead while others set up ambush points. Even the entrance was fortified with two dozen guards. This wasn't just a missile base; it was built with military defense in mind, making it easily defensible and tough to penetrate.

Shao Qi and his men had bypassed a row of residential buildings. Dead soldiers, both local and the foreign invaders mentioned by Zhou You, littered the ground.

The soldiers left to guard this place were limited in number, and not all were warriors. When compared to the handpicked foreign elites, they were at a disadvantage and soon found themselves outmatched.

Shao Qi and his group found their ambush points. At his signal, a hail of bullets was unleashed, with precautions taken to avoid hitting their own men. After all, their armor was bulletproof. This volley was meant to disrupt the invaders and gauge their capabilities.

To Shao Qi's surprise, the gunfire killed three of the foreigners. One was hit by his bullet, which precisely struck the man's non-bulletproof goggles, killing him instantly. Another was hit by Zhou You, whose bullet, enhanced with internal energy, penetrated even the thickest armor, saving an imperiled soldier. The third was sniped by Zhuo Hao from an unknown vantage point, the bullet entering at the junction of a Caucasian's helmet and bulletproof vest.

In a hushed tone, Shao Qi told his group, "It seems their armor isn't fully connected. Aim for the neck if possible. Also, watch out for any explosives on them; we must be wary of suicidal intentions."

After the barrage, the enemies realized that reinforcements had arrived, and their marksmanship was remarkable. Yet good shooting wouldn't necessarily kill them. They took cover, preparing to retaliate. But after half a minute, only the retreat of the initial group was evident.

Where were the rest?

A black man peeked out and felt a cold sensation on his neck, followed by a blinding reflective glare. When he managed to open his eyes, he saw his own decapitated body lying before him.

Cheng Suyan, with a blood-drenched sword, swiftly moved behind a building. A bullet hit the wall he just turned away from, but he didn't look back, knowing his comrades would handle the threat.

A stealthy assault commenced. The foreigners started to question if the legendary light-footed skills from ancient Chinese tales were real.

The area was primarily a building zone, housing workers and soldiers. Ahead were old workshops, followed by the command center. To the west was a vast open field – the satellite launch site.

Nobody would flee to an open field, becoming a moving target. But no matter where the foreigners hid, they were found. Had these locals merged with the senses of mutated beasts? It was said that they conducted experiments on humans, creating bizarre humanoid weapons. Such technology wasn't foreign, but there weren't enough test subjects overseas.

The population was the most valued resource. Without the significance of the satellite, they wouldn't have sent so many elites, having lost many during the journey.

"Shit! Why are their weapons so potent?"

A Caucasian heard a noise behind a wall. Punching through it, he lunged at a silhouette, only to discover it was his teammate. Before they could exchange words, they heard a whistling sound. Bullets?

No, they were inconspicuous steel needles, which effortlessly penetrated their helmets, ending their lives in disbelief.

"Impossible! Our upgraded gear is fireproof, waterproof, and bulletproof. How were they penetrated so easily?"

"It must be their weapons! Did they discover some new alloy stronger than our latest carbon alloy?"

"Never mind! Level this place! We have the superior firepower!" Several black men started lobbing grenades into the buildings. The commotion could attract more opposition, and Shao Qi's group wasn't omnipotent against multiple waves of attackers.

"Strike quickly!" Shao Qi leaped, batting back a grenade with the back of his blade, which exploded upon the Caucasian who threw it. Such grenades had the power to flatten buildings.

Zhou You was on the prowl, and his prey couldn't hide. His arsenal and ghostly agility soon caught the foreigners' attention.

"Damn, who is this? A boy?" Zhou You's stature was shorter than the average man, and his age was inscrutable.

If even their youth were so formidable, what hope did the foreigners have?

Not just Zhou You – several lean young men in the group were mistaken for minors. Thankfully, Xuan Yi, the only actual minor, wasn't part of this operation, or the foreigners might think they employed child soldiers.

"Retreat! We need to regroup!" Captain Oll commanded. They hadn't intended to engage so soon and risked mutual destruction.