Chapter 53: Temptation Operation

Taking down a platoon of semi-mechanical infantrymen, according to the reward rules of the regional hunting commission, the hunting points obtained would probably be equivalent to a B-level commission, right?
Moreover, unlike the time when he escorted Yasha to Clover, Liwei had put in a lot of effort in killing this group of semi-mechanical infantrymen. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say he was the leader. With that, he wouldn't just be a bystander this time.
As a result, he estimated he could get four or five bottles of C-grade genetic fluid, or ten flesh cores. This would be a big harvest! It might even unlock seven or eight pages of the book.
If he was lucky, he might even get a bottle of B-grade genetic fluid, which would be an excellent help for breaking through the genetic lock!
Moreover, in Liwei's opinion, although it was indeed difficult to eliminate these semi-mechanical infantrymen, it was not impossible.
The key to eliminating them was how to prevent them from utilizing their firepower advantage.
No one could withstand the collective gunfire of fifty or sixty semi-automatic rifles. Even if Qianlong was in his prime, he might be able to endure for a minute or two with his psychic power, but now, although he was not in mortal danger and could barely move, he would not be able to muster the powerful psychic protection he had before.
If no one could withstand the gunfire, it meant no one could charge past them, and they would be continuously suppressed by their firepower.
Cai Yutong and Benderui had tried several times to make long-range attacks from behind cover but were pushed back with little success and even got injured themselves.
If Liwei could charge into the array of these semi-mechanical infantrymen like before, there might be a chance to disrupt them. This way, on one hand, he could efficiently kill the enemy, and on the other hand, he could create opportunities for Benderui and Cai Yutong to deal damage.
But without Qianlong's psychic shield, it would be too difficult to charge past. Liwei felt that if he were exposed in an open area, under the enemy's firepower, he probably wouldn't even be able to charge a third of the way and would be shot to pieces.
It was indeed not easy to solve these semi-mechanical infantrymen while also considering the cannon behind them.
However... thinking of this cannon, Liwei had an idea in his head.
"Can you move? Do you need my help?" He first asked the wounded person lying on the ground.
Qianlong got up, a bit unsteady, with some hindrance in his movements, but he could still move.
Liwei nodded and asked, "Can you still fight?"
In this regard, Qianlong couldn't pretend to be strong. Hunters must be realistic about their combat power, otherwise, misjudging their own strength would have a very bad effect on the actual battle.
He said, "I can only help a little, but I can't do much else. Are you planning to go up?"
"Yeah, I'm thinking of a way to see if I can kill the remaining group of semi-mechanical soldiers and try to get a B-level commission reward."
"Very ambitious, good job." Qianlong praised him and then said, "After you start, I can use psychic power to deal with some of the enemies, but it's definitely impossible to detonate the cannon like before."
"Yeah, no problem. Also, can I borrow your walkie-talkie?"
"Feel free to use it."
Next, while communicating with Benderui through the walkie-talkie, Liwei carried Qianlong's collar and moved around to change positions. It was necessary to change positions. If you stayed in one place for too long, the next moment you might get hit by the cannon.
After not talking to Benderui for too long, after a brief explanation, Liwei was ready to take action.
He said to Qianlong, "Take care of yourself."
Qianlong nodded. He had just heard what Liwei said next to him clearly. He admired Liwei's courage very much. He said, "No problem, go for it, and good luck. Don't die."
"Don't worry."
With that, Liwei left him behind, quickly rolled to the rooftop, and crawled out from a gap blasted open by the cannon.
As soon as he showed his head, he immediately started moving quickly on the rooftop, running forward.
The buildings in this block were mostly three stories high, not too high or too low. The semi-mechanical soldiers did not notice Liwei's figure at first, so when he approached within twenty or thirty meters, someone finally saw him.
Bullets immediately flew towards Liwei. Without mage armor, his physical strength was definitely not as good as Qianlong, who had unlocked his genetic lock. Even if Qianlong could endure being hit by twenty or thirty bullets and be severely injured, if Liwei was hit ten times, he would probably be killed.
So, at the moment when the muzzles of the semi-mechanical infantrymen turned towards him, Liwei immediately lay down.
The K5 in the hands of those semi-mechanical soldiers could not turn their bullets. Shooting from a bottom-up angle was not very good. With Liwei lying down, they couldn't even see their target.
But that didn't mean Liwei was safe.
A considerable number of infantrymen began to move towards the surrounding buildings, intending to also occupy high ground.
Liwei, lying on the rooftop, smirked. This was exactly what he hoped to see.
He kept moving on the rooftop, crawling forward. The speed was certainly not comparable to running upright, but he could still move some distance. This was crucial. When Liwei had just moved forward ten or so meters, a whistling sound came from beside him, and the cannon shell exploded where he had been, blasting the place to pieces.
Without special protection, a cannon shell was enough to kill any evolver on the scene, no matter who it was.
Covering his head, Liwei tried to curl up his body as much as possible. But even so, he was still hit by flying bricks, stones, and the powerful shockwave, which made him feel a bit painful.
Liwei cursed inwardly, thinking, "If I hadn't completed the Extreme Conditioning, this one explosion would have been enough to hurt me badly."
Then, amidst the smoke of the explosion, Liwei slightly raised his head and observed the situation. Thirty or so semi-mechanical soldiers were waiting on the street, and many of them were still watching the rooftop, apparently on guard against him. The other infantrymen had already entered the buildings.
Pulling back his head, Liwei counted in his mind.
"One, two, three... seventeen."
When he counted to "seventeen," the sound he wanted to hear finally reached his ears.
Scattered gunfire, shouts, and some indistinguishable sounds.
But overall, these were all sounds of battle.
It seemed to be successful.