Encounter with the Tyrants

Night had fallen, and the streetlights of Base A illuminated the entire stronghold, dispelling the endless darkness of despair.

Ping Chengcheng never expected to encounter this before she even officially took office.

But this was indeed a perfect opportunity to promote the “Eternal Night” team.

A tremendous roar echoed beyond the city walls, accompanied by the thunderous impact of attacks against the fortifications.

The walls of Base A had been raised to forty-five meters in height, with a thickness of over ten meters. Outside the perimeter, six Tyrants, each about seven meters tall, bellowed in fury, swinging their massive fists against the stone barrier.

Boom!

In an instant, shattered stone flew as a large crater appeared, but for the base’s walls, it was nothing more than a minor nuisance.

One of the Tyrants let out a furious roar. Its muscular legs tensed, and its enormous body leaped into the air, clearing half the wall’s height. Unfortunately, it was impossible to cross this forty-five-meter-high barrier—otherwise, all the base’s construction efforts would have been for nothing.

Atop the wall, forty to fifty security personnel fired their weapons without restraint, bullets raining down on the Tyrants. But the projectiles were completely blocked by the monsters’ hard carapace!

Roar!

The deafening roar sent many people into a daze.

“Is this… is this the third-ranked Tyrant!?”

“This is terrifying! Too, too scary!”

Everyone panicked, their hearts racing. What could they do!?

Their guns were completely useless against it!

Soon, another thirty to forty freshly registered team members came to gawk, but one squad stood out from the rest. They wore unique combat suits, their eyes sharp and focused.

These thirty or forty people raised their guns and joined the fight.

But clearly, it was still useless.

Boom!

When a grenade was thrown down and exploded at the feet of one Tyrant, it only let out a pained roar. Its thick lower leg was injured, but that was all—green blood seeped from the armored limb.

“My, my God…”

“Even a special infected is this strong? I can’t imagine what a variant form would be like!”

A security officer’s eyes widened, his voice trembling.

Grenades had little effect on the Tyrants; these creatures were covered in armor, most resistant to gunfire and explosive attacks.

Killing one required skill—only striking its eyes or the gaps between its armor plates would work.

However, the gaps were very small. Unless one got extremely close, hitting them was nearly impossible. The same went for its eyes.

Moreover, the Tyrants had an instinct to protect their weaknesses. When an attack aimed for its eyes, it would block with its arm!

In short, the guns of these dozens of fighters were no different from water pistols against these Tyrants!

Grenades? Barely worth a glance as a side dish!

“Roar!”

The roar even woke the civilians sleeping in the southern part of the base.

Under the white fluorescent lights, they came to the middle of the road, staring in terror at the nearby wall. The ground even trembled noticeably.

“Could it be… could monsters break in?”

“Run, run!”

Chaos erupted.

Just then, an armored vehicle sped over from a distance. The crowd screamed and dodged—in Base A, if someone was run over by the “Armored Vehicle Enforcer,” there was no one to complain to.

The vehicle skidded to a halt at the base of the wall, and two young women stepped out.

One tall, one short. The taller one wore exoskeleton armor, with two black bone blades crossed on her back, making people wonder about her identity.

The shorter girl’s outfit was especially eye-catching: a loose white short-sleeved shirt and shorts… and sandals on her feet? Was that appropriate? Was that appropriate?

Someone took a closer look: black short hair, red eyes? This… why did this look familiar? Wait, why did it seem familiar?

“I, I remember!”

“Isn’t this Miss Ping! Exactly! The newly appointed commander of the Armed Operations Department!”

“What? Miss Ping!?”

A wave of exclamations rose from the crowd.

“Is Miss Ping here to fight those monsters?”

“Miss Ping, hurry! Quickly! Those monsters are about to break in!”

In an instant, the previously panicked crowd calmed down, as if Ping Chengcheng’s presence meant no danger would occur.

Ping Chengcheng rubbed her forehead helplessly.

“This…”

But the girl could understand their reaction.

“Let’s go, sister. Let’s head up together.”

They quickly climbed the steps to the top of the wall.

Instantly, all eyes were on them.

“Miss, Miss Ping!?”

“Ah no, no, Commander of the Armed Forces, you came personally?”

A security squad leader wiped the sweat from his brow, panting as he trotted over to the girl.

As he spoke, he felt relieved. He had been afraid that Ping Chengcheng’s subordinates wouldn’t be able to deal with these Tyrants, but now that she was here in person, what was there to fear?

Wait… but… how…

“Commander, you, you’re not wearing exoskeleton armor?”

He had heard that Miss Ping had a special exoskeleton armor worn under her clothes, but the girl’s current outfit—shorts, short sleeves, and sandals—didn’t look like exoskeleton armor at all!

The girl shook her head. “I’m just here to make an inspection.”

“Leave the monsters outside to my sister.”

With that, she looked at Song Ning and smiled gently.

“Sister, be careful.”

Six Tyrants, each less than twenty meters tall—pitifully small compared to the one they had encountered in S City.

In fact, they were even smaller than those others.

For her sister now, this was merely a slight inconvenience, not a real danger.

“Sister?” The squad leader was taken aback. Only then did he notice Song Ning behind the girl. This equally beautiful young woman, especially her sharp, slender eyebrows—seemingly delicate, yet radiating a cool aura.

“You… you’re Song… Song something?”

The news department had included Song Ning, Zheng Zhiyi, and Wu Sheng in the reports, but Ping Chengcheng’s fame overshadowed them. Few remembered their names.

Seeing the squad leader’s cluelessness, Ping Chengcheng pouted unhappily, arms crossed.

“Hey? You don’t even know my sister’s name?!”

“Forget it, you’re not worthy of knowing!”

She lifted her chin with a disdainful hum, but then suddenly stopped.

Wait, wasn’t she here to promote the team?

If she said that now, how could she promote it? Should she take back her words and pretend she hadn’t said anything?

The girl’s face flushed red. Damn it, why did she say that out of habit?

“Alright, Chengcheng, stop it.”

Song Ning naturally noticed the girl’s embarrassment. She looked at her with amusement and reached out to ruffle her hair.

“My name is Song Ning. Leave it to me.”

“Cease fire. I’ll take care of them.”

Her voice was calm.

“Xiao An, enter [Biochemical Mode].”

Song Ning?

The people who had registered for the team system nearby looked at the girl in surprise.

Song Ning!? The mysterious captain of the A-rank team!?

What was her relationship with the newly appointed commander of the Armed Operations Department!?

Was another member of the Eternal Night team actually Miss Ping!?