Kill The Dragons 75 Predator 2

"Yes."

"Is the weapon on your back one of the weapons made of dragon bone powder?" The researcher approached Han and attempted to touch the spear he wore on his back. The researcher's hand lightly patted his shoulder. Han swiftly blocked the researcher's hand.

"It's not a good idea to touch it." Han said coldly.

"So fussy." The researcher complained while walking away. A few other researchers who stood far away were also staring at Han. They looked at him like they were observing an animal in the zoo. Their stares irritated Han. He purposely avoided meeting their eyes.

"Did you wait long, Chan?"

"You're calling me like that on purpose, right?"

Schwartz ignored Han's words and gathered the squad. He got a rundown of what basically happened here from the Chinese soldiers and researchers.

"There is one enemy Elu. It's been confirmed that it can manifest a psychic s.h.i.+eld. Our objective is to confirm the researcher's data and search for possible survivors. It's highly likely there are some stragglers among the researchers and staff that had not been able to escape the place. We will deploy in 20 minutes."

"Do we need to kill the enemy?"

"It will be fine to ignore it if we don't encounter it. If we confirm that there are no more survivors, we will leave and bomb the building."

Schwartz displayed a map of the research center. Han saved the overall map into his mind. He drew the fastest route in his mind. His squad members were also doing the same and contemplating the best route through the building.

After finis.h.i.+ng the final preparation, Squad Victor took the elevator to reach the lower floors. The lower they dropped, the more suffocating the air became.

"I'll leave first."

Schwarts took the initiative to lead the squad. Everyone left the elevator in order as they surveyed the surroundings.

The squad members who had just been joking around, looked serious. The squad swiftly checked the area, and confirmed a 'Clear!'

Weeeng!

The bas.e.m.e.nt ventilator spun. Han confirmed everyone's observation and nodded.

'Something is strange.'

Since a while ago, Han felt that something felt off. His other squad members also felt the same way. It was as if a single piece of the puzzle was missing.

"Let's go down to the lower second level."

The squad descended down through the emergency stairs. They silently walked down. As long as they weren't seen, they could walk behind someone unnoticed.

"It smells." Han mumbled. The other squad members noticed it as well. Everyone knew what this smell signified in an instant.

'The stink of blood.'

Schwartz grasped the door handle and slowly opened it. The moment the door opened, he pointed his gun forward. The squad's bodies were ever so slightly tensed and shaking from nerves. Many corpses hung on the ceiling of the level two corridor.

The corpses were skinned and the blood was drizzling down from the ceiling like rain. The place resembled a pig slaughterhouse. There were pools of blood all over the floor, and the blood dripped down in regular intervals from the ceiling.

"This, this, is terrible."

Private Herald mumbled. The squad didn't become overly agitated from the sight. Rather, they looked to Han with worry.

"I'm fine."

It was the first time Han felt this way. Han was always the one to calm his peers' panicked state. Han had always been the pillar of support when people fell into panic during his second year. The second years never thought that Han, himself, would ever succ.u.mb to panic.

'The Elu is a s.a.d.i.s.t.' Han looked to Schwartz.

"It's highly likely to be an Elu hunter."

Schwartz agreed with Han. Elu hunters were one of the most cruel amongst all the Elu types. They enjoyed hunting, and kept trophies of their kills.

A majority of them would wear the body parts as accessories.

"There has never been a case of an Elu hunter with a psychic s.h.i.+eld ability… but we should consider this as well."

Schwarts peered to Han's direction. The other party was too calm to be a newly transferred third year.

When Schwartz was a.s.signed a new squad, he organized Han's profile files and read through them. There was a reason that he was transferred up into the third year at record speed, even with such a low psychic ability. 
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"They've been killed brutally." Corporal Zhai tsked his tongue. He didn't look to be in the best mood.

"Let's continue our search."

Squad Victor continued to search the next level down using the same method as the first. Corpses were displayed in all sorts of dynamic ways throughout the floor.

They were frequently hung on the ceiling, other times they were de-limbed and nailed on the wall. The bodies' inner organs swung to and fro while wafting a horrible stench.

"Ugh." Han couldn't stop the sudden nausea that swept his body. This wasn't something strong mentality could block, it was natural aversion that every person was reflexively born with. He didn't have tolerance to this level of atrocities.

"Tsk, I knew it would be like this. You've done well up until now. It's rare for us to see this level of brutality as well. Herald, stay with Han until his condition recovers. Zhai and I will continue the rest of the search alone."

"Understood."

Private Herald supported Han and nodded. Schwartz and Corporal Zhai went ahead first.

"I'm sorry." Han said while covering his face. He couldn't bear to endure the sight of a human body chopped into two while its organs looked like they were oozing out swinging back and forth. Even snuff films couldn't hold a candle to this scene.

"Drink this. You will feel better. Do you want some sedatives?"

"No, I'm okay. My mind will be slow if I take meds." Han drank some water and took deep breaths. He could see the scene from just now even when he closed his eyes.

'It seems I won't be able to sleep well for a while.'

Private Herald was very friendly. He patted Han's back and helped to calm him down.

"I have a younger brother back home. Our family only has three males. My youngest brother would probably be your age."

"…I also have many younger siblings."

"That's nice. All my siblings died. Minions invaded our hometown. My parents and siblings all died, my girlfriend also… left this world. I heard this news while I was in battle. The next day, I faced the minions putting my life on the line. I really thought to die back then. But, at the end of the battle I became a war hero. I just wanted to die, but I was praised for my courageous bravery." Herald said lightly.

More than ten years have pa.s.sed since then. All wounds, no matter how deep, will eventually close up. If past wounds do not close, it becomes incredibly difficult to live on in life.

Han leaned against the wall and rested. He didn't bother to strain himself to catch up with his squad. If he were to follow them with such a heavy heart and body, he would only become a burden on  his squad.

Thump, thump.

Herald glared toward the source of the sudden noise and aimed his gun forward.

"Ah, uh. Aah."

A man letting out terrible groans appeared while crawling to them. He wore a white gown and appeared to be one of the researchers of this place. Herald remained composed and maintained his gun position.

"Identify yourself."

The researcher was crying. His jaw was dislocated and he couldn't talk properly.

"Es…ca…pe."

The next moment, something pa.s.sed the researcher's neck.

Roll.

The researcher's head and body laid separately on the floor. Herald ran forward and chased after the enemy who opened an attack. The enemy disappeared within the darkness.

"Kekeke."

A sinister laugh echoed through the room.