Ultimate Supreme Soldier King

Su Chen had not anticipated that there were people hidden around him.

And quite a few of them.

Logically, with this distance, Su Chen should have been able to detect their presence.

But Su Chen had not noticed a thing.

It was only when the others began to move that he discovered there were people there.

This could only mean one thing.

These people had been lurking there before he arrived!

They had been hidden for over ten hours, waiting for the optimal moment.

And they had arrived before him?

Who were they?

Why were they hiding here?

Su Chen didn't know these answers.

Nor did he want to know.

As long as they did not interfere with his own rescue mission, it was fine.

But if they hindered his actions,

then they could not blame him for being ruthless.

Judging from the rustling noises around, Su Chen surmised

there were over a hundred people!

These individuals were slowly emerging from the dense millet fields.

Every one of them was wielding a weapon.

Of course, when one says weapons, these were mere sickles, hoes and the like.

These people looked like slaves!

Were the slaves trying to rebel?

Very soon, Su Chen dismissed this notion.

Even if slaves wanted to rebel, they would not choose to attack this place.

This was one of the most heavily defended areas.

Moreover, the firepower of the guards was fierce.

It wouldn't matter if there were only over a hundred slaves; even a thousand would be quickly suppressed.

Then there could be only one possibility left.

They were also here for a rescue mission!

Indeed, the subsequent actions of these slaves confirmed Su Chen's guess.

Their target was the warehouse where a special prisoner was held!

This was both good and bad news for Su Chen.

The good news was, with others helping to distract attention, it was more conducive to his rescue.

The bad news was, with so many people moving together, it was impossible to infiltrate quietly.

Since they were also here for a rescue, Su Chen might as well blend in and move with them.

With this in mind, Su Chen also walked out of the fields.

He was quickly spotted.

"Hush!" A chubby slave grabbed the hem of his shirt and made a shushing gesture to him.

Generally, in the plantation, chubby overseers were commonplace.

However, chubby slaves were extremely rare,

unless they had just been captured recently.

"Has everyone gathered now..."

Over a hundred people were gathered about five hundred meters from the warehouse.

At this time, the guards outside the warehouse were already dozing off.

The slaves began discussing their rescue plan.

Only then did Su Chen realize these people had been deliberately captured to become slaves.

Their purpose was indeed to rescue someone.

Could it be that not just him had come to rescue the instructor?

Or could it be that the person who was brought here was not Ye Yu?

Whether it was the instructor or not, Su Chen had to go and see for himself.

The hundred-plus slaves were divided into four teams.

Divided according to their strength.

Powerful slaves would be assigned to the rescue team.

Those with lesser abilities would be sorted into the cannon fodder teams.

There was only one rescue team with a total of ten people.

The rest were organized into three cannon fodder teams.

Being called the cannon fodder team, their role was very clear.

The cannon fodder teams were responsible for drawing fire, directly clashing with the guards.

Creating conditions for the rescue team to save the prisoners.

Unsurprisingly, Su Chen was assigned to the cannon fodder team.

Led by the very same chubby man from before.

"Whether we can rescue the person depends on you all!" someone similar to a chief said to the ninety or so members of the cannon fodder team.

"Even in death, we have no regrets!" Each person's face was etched with determination and resolve.

Of course, Su Chen is an exception.

He didn't want to die, nor would he.

Regardless of whether the rescue was successful or not, he had a way to leave.

"Charge, for honor!" The first cannon fodder team launched a charge.

Since they were going to be discovered anyway, there was nothing left to hide.

Thirty slaves went straight at the guards at the door.

The distance was short, and by the time the guards reacted, the crowd had already reached them.

The guards were still in a daze, awakened by the sudden change.

They immediately opened fire.

Dada dada!

Machine guns spewed tongues of flame.

And turned the people at the front into sieves.

However, the guard was quickly overwhelmed by the swarming slaves and had his head cut off with a sickle.

Dada dada!

Gunshots kept ringing out.

Slaves kept dying.

Guards were also pinned down.

Su Chen was somewhat puzzled.

This was a closed space.

Even if they could rescue people, they couldn't possibly take them away.

Soon, the seven or eight guards at the door were all taken down.

The slaves paid a heavy price.

More than thirty people had died, reaching into the twenties.

Blood was everywhere on the ground.

As well as bodies torn into pieces by machine gun fire.

The scene was quite gruesome.

At this point, the second cannon fodder team also took to the field.

Two cannon fodder teams would significantly deplete the enemy's strength.

After they had worn out the opposition, the third troop and the rescue team would enter at the same time.

Su Chen was in luck, being in the third cannon fodder team.

It looked like he could live a little longer.

The second cannon fodder team joined the fray, immediately surrounding and overwhelming the remaining guards.

The slaves also got hold of firearms.

The situation looked promising.

It seemed very likely that they could rescue the people.

Joy appeared on the faces of the rescue team.

Only Su Chen himself shook his head in secret.

He knew the slaves couldn't possibly win.

Because guarding them today, were not just traditional slaves.

There were administrators too!

Sure enough, an angry roar erupted.

"Seeking death!"

Then a huge body leaped into the crowd of slaves.

Bang!

A thunderous noise.

Two or three slaves were instantly crushed to death.

This was a Giant, whose single palm strike could turn a slave into a patty.

The Giant clapped his hands in front of his body.

A shockwave surged forth.

The closest slaves were directly shaken to death, bleeding from their seven orifices.

"Quick, attack him!" The slaves were horrified.

They immediately tried to focus fire on the Giant.

"The party has started..." At this moment, a voice filled with a thirst for blood emerged.

Then a woman dressed entirely in black appeared in sight.

A slave who had grabbed the machine gun tried to raise it and shoot the woman in black.

But, after trying for a long time, he realized that not a single bullet was fired from the machine gun.

Looking down.

He was horrified to find his arm slowly separating from his body.

Then his body, as well as the machine gun in his hand, began to split into several pieces!

This woman dressed in black, of course, was the Black Night Demon.

The Giant was her brother.

Black Night Demon's body ran across the field like a cheetah.

The slaves tried to chase after her, but as soon as they moved,

their bodies suddenly split apart.