Within the tense, near-frozen atmosphere of the core R&D zone, the special forces and the elite troops of the Mysterious Organization engaged in a fierce, breathless hand-to-hand battle. The intensity of the fight had reached its absolute peak. Both sides saw the situation with crystalline clarity, knowing full well that this very spot was the decisive battleground for ultimate victory or defeat in this life-or-death struggle. Every single movement and clash hung in the balance between success and ruin, survival and death.
Spotting a momentary flaw in the enemy's defense, a special operations soldier surged toward the new weapon with the lightning speed of a leopard. Determination flashed in his eyes; his target was clear—to destroy the critical components capable of bringing cataclysmic disaster to the Great Qing. Yet a highly skilled master among the enemy reacted with blinding speed, intercepting him like a ghost. In the blink of an eye, the two men were locked in close-quarters combat. Fists whistled through the air, their bodies flashed and crossed, and every single strike carried lethal intent.
Seeing this, the other soldiers engaged in desperate, bloody combat with the surrounding enemies who surged forward like a tide. Their weapons flew in a blur as blood splattered, while they simultaneously tried to break through the heavy blockades to support the teammate charging toward the weapon. The entire scene was utter chaos, shouts and gunfire intertwining as if transfor…
Chapter 110