Chapter Eighty-Nine: Preparation, Attack!!

A tremendous explosion roared from behind.

Without a word, Du Huaishan and the others called out to Tan Hai and the rest, rushing toward the upper level of the fissure.

But just as they rounded a bend, Xu Yuan’s brow furrowed slightly, and she suddenly warned, “Ahead there’s—”

Before she could finish, a sharp crack echoed from the darkness of the fissure, as if a heavy object slammed against the rocky walls.

Boom!

A massive blaze erupted, the rock face shattered, and dust billowed into the air.

After the violent tremor, a cascade of falling stones slid down. Du Huaishan instantly sprang up, spat out some grit with a “phoo,” and saw Tan Hai collapsed before him, buried beneath the rubble, unconscious.

“Tan Hai! Tan Hai!”

Du Huaishan shouted, hastily dragging Tan Hai out of the debris. Fortunately, Tan Hai was wearing a crimson steel helmet, so his head was unscathed, but his cheek was cut by sharp stones, bleeding profusely.

“Ugh…”

Tan Hai blinked drowsily, coughing up blood. “Brother Huaishan…”

Seeing him regain consciousness and remain in his ghost-man state, Du Huaishan finally exhaled in relief.

The fissure’s darkness was too intense.

When the flames erupted, he had no time to use Shadow Step to evade and couldn’t save Tan Hai.

“Cough, cough, who the hell threw that grenade…”

Li Anqi and Lin Sizhi helped each other up.

“That wasn’t a grenade’s power—it’s a mortar shell!” Wu Ming waved away the dust before him. Mortar shells can be thrown like grenades once the bottom is struck to disable the inertia safety.

He approached the rubble, nudging it. “Huaishan! The fissure’s entrance is blocked by debris!”

No sooner had he spoken than another explosion rocked the adjacent fissure, followed by violent tremors along the walls.

“Damn it! Someone’s deliberately trying to cut off our escape route!”

Xing Zhenhao spat disdainfully. “Xu Yuan, can you see who’s sabotaging us?”

Xu Yuan shook her head. “All I see is glowing gas.”

“Could it be the Bright Society’s counterattack?” Guo Tingyu murmured, then quickly dismissed the thought. “No, they’d have to go through Zhang Shihan’s group first.”

“Huaishan, what’s our move now?” Wu Ming approached, wiping the blood from Tan Hai’s mouth. “Are you alright, Tan Hai?”

“I’m… fine.”

Tan Hai leaned against the wall, struggling to stand. His lungs burned fiercely, and his mouth tasted of rust, but he forced himself to endure to avoid burdening the others.

…

Opposite the collapsed rocks.

Hearing the sound of small footsteps, Nie Renjie turned to see the lanky Cai Zhizhong carrying a lantern running toward him. “Was all the fissure over there blown up?”

“All blown up, Squad Leader Nie. Don’t worry, I handled it!” Cai Zhizhong patted his chest confidently.

“Good.” Nie Renjie nodded with approval. “Your sneaky mortar shell trick was clever.”

Indeed.

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