Ice Age Apocalypse: I Hoard Billions of Supplies-Chapter 643: Strike

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Chapter 643: Strike

Seeing Deng Yuanbo arrive, Deng Shentong quickly walked over.

“Uncle, what brings you here in person?”

Deng Yuanbo looked up at the nephew he valued the most and chuckled warmly. “This mission is important — both for you and for the Deng Family. I came to personally give you a few words of advice.”

Deng Shentong smiled confidently. “Don’t worry, Uncle. I’m confident we’ll wipe out that gang of thugs within three hours!”

Deng Yuanbo let out a sigh. “You always act like this — that won’t do. There are a few things I want you to take seriously.”

“Please, go ahead, Uncle. I’ll take your words to heart.”

Deng Shentong’s expression turned serious.

Deng Yuanbo smiled faintly, but his tone grew low and grave.

“Don’t underestimate those Ronin from Neon Nation. You’ve never faced them on the battlefield, so you don’t understand how crazy they are.”

“They’re the kind of freaks who’d die for their so-called beliefs. I can’t stand them either, but I have to admit — they’re terrifying.”

“That’s why you need to be extra careful this time!”

His eyes opened wide, sharp and wild like a beast’s.

“If you successfully wipe out Moon of Corrosion in this battle, your name will spread across all of Jiangnan District — and even the world!”

“When that happens, our Deng Family will have room to maneuver.”

Deng Shentong’s face remained confident, but his gaze grew firm.

He gave a slow nod and said to Deng Yuanbo, “Don’t worry, Uncle. I’ll make sure this mission ends in a beautiful win!”

Deng Yuanbo smiled in satisfaction and nodded. “Good. I’ll be here, waiting to hear the news of your victory!”

After bidding farewell to Deng Yuanbo, Deng Shentong turned and walked toward the armed helicopter.

As if sensing something, he glanced toward another helicopter in the distance and saw Zhang Yi leaning against the window, looking over.

Deng Shentong grinned and stepped into his own helicopter.

Zhang Yi gave a faint smile, his mind clear of any complex thoughts.

After all, the business of powerful family heirs like him had nothing to do with Zhang Yi.

He only had two responsibilities:

First, protect himself, Liang Yue, and Hua Hua.

Second, eliminate the members of Moon of Corrosion.

“What are you thinking about?”

Liang Yue’s cool voice rang in Zhang Yi’s ear.

Even Hua Hua looked up, wide-eyed, gazing at Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi turned back to them, smiling faintly.

“Nothing much. Just wondering how strong that leader of Moon of Corrosion — Phoenixin Ren — really is.”

He was being honest.

After seeing some footage of Daiku Kai Enzu and the others, Zhang Yi already had a rough understanding of Moon of Corrosion’s strength.

The group was on par with the investigation teams — varied but dangerous.

But an organization’s true limit always came down to its strongest member.

Zhang Yi had a feeling — that guy was extremely dangerous.

He even believed that unless they took Phoenixin Ren out, this mission couldn’t be considered a success.

Chen Xiaoxiao and Peng Li, sitting nearby, didn’t take it seriously.

“Let the Celestial Squad handle something like that!”

Peng Li waved her finger like an experienced elder and advised Zhang Yi,

“You know, the most important thing is to recognize your own limits. Us Outer City superhumans might rule our own territories, but we can’t compare with the regular army.”

“But there’s an upside — with great power comes great responsibility. All we need to do is lure the enemy and buy time for the Celestial Squad.”

Zhang Yi smiled even more and nodded at them. “Mm, you’re right.”

“I think so too.”

Meanwhile, back at the Operations Command Center, Commander Zhu Zheng had already taken his seat before the large screen.

Everyone’s bodycams were transmitting live footage — all visible to him.

Beside him, Chief of Operations Tu Yunlie and Secretary Lan Xincheng were on standby, ready to coordinate actions based on the battlefield situation.

“Now — move out! Head to Jiangning City!”

At Zhu Zheng’s command, the two armed helicopters roared to life.

Massive blades stirred up fierce winds as the hangar roof split open like wings.

The two helicopters lifted off one after the other, flying toward Jiangning City.

Zhu Zheng glanced at the time and instructed, “They can start moving too.”

Jiangning City

It was midnight, deep into the night.

The entire Moon of Corrosion group was still awake.

They had just cleared an area and were now cleaning up the battlefield.

A small local gang at Jiangning Plaza had been completely slaughtered — over a dozen men killed.

In the corner of a warehouse, a mother clutched her daughter tightly, staring in terror at the Neon Nation invaders.

Phoenixin Ren glanced over at them, his eyes calm and emotionless.

To him, there was no real difference between the living and the dead.

“All cleaned up?”

Phoenixin asked indifferently.

Behind him, Shinguuji Seiichiro pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and replied with clear impatience, “All the stubborn ones are dead. Just these two left. What do we do with them?”

Phoenixin let out a cold chuckle. “Do you really need to ask?”

He shrugged and turned to walk out of the warehouse.

“Nobunaga, send them on their way,” he said to the samurai beside him.

Tsukamoto Nobunaga gave him a look like he was an idiot.

“Are you stupid? You want me to do that?”

“A noble samurai doesn’t strike down unarmed women and children.”

Phoenixin clicked his tongue and pointed at him in annoyance.

“Nobunaga, you really need to get over that dumb habit. That holier-than-thou crap is going to get you killed one day.”

Nobunaga scoffed. “Someone like you could never understand the code of the samurai.”

They chatted casually as they walked out of the warehouse.

Inside, the mother and daughter glanced at the departing Ronin, their tense expressions easing just a little.

They hadn’t expected to be spared.

But just as they thought they’d survived, an eighteen- or nineteen-year-old girl wearing a black mask walked in.

She stared coldly at them, then raised her hand and fired two silver needles — straight through their throats.

“A ninja never shows mercy.”

Naruse Hanachiyo said coldly, then vanished into the shadows.

Meanwhile, Phoenixin and Nobunaga were still arguing over their samurai ideals.

Suddenly, the Miko, Takeuchi Mayumi, who had been silently following Phoenixin, made a soft noise of surprise.

She slowly looked up at the sky.

“Ren — danger is coming.”

Phoenixin’s casual demeanor instantly disappeared.

Everyone else also followed her gaze up into the sky.

“A threat from the heavens, huh?”

Phoenixin sneered.

“Ah, I get it now. Those guys from Jiangnan District just won’t give up — coming after us again!”

Shinguuji Seiichiro clicked his tongue, visibly annoyed. “Ugh, what a pain! Are we gonna get wiped out this time?”

“Of course not.”

Phoenixin grinned, his expression twisted with madness and cruelty.

“They’re the ones who are going to die.”

Author's Note

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