Chapter 666 - Streaks of Black Lightning, Whittling Away the Ranks of the Rebels (1/2)

Day 147 - 12:21 PM - Factory Area, Rebel Base, San Pedro Poblacion, Municipality of Viga, Catanduanes

It might be a bit late because of Mark's fast movements. However, even without instructions, the armed rebels that were not Mutators already moved out of the way. It was for them not to drag the Mutators as they fought the threat.

This voluntary act of the rebels proved both their competence and experience. And as it appeared, they had a set of actions to take at different circ.u.mstances.

Mark watched the Mutators charge at him with interest. Furthermore, although the Mutators were already moving towards him as fast as possible, they seemed to be waiting for something.

”GET INTO PREDATOR FORMATION!”

Renz shouted at his megaphone.

As it seemed, that was what they were waiting for.

The armed rebels retreated further but not too far away before moving into different directions. They then hurriedly formed ranks around the area. Most of them moved into higher grounds. The whole place had scaffoldings connected by bridges everywhere, which was likely a precaution against infected attacks.

On the other hand, the Mutators also changed their movements. Instead of charging at Mark and started attacking, they separated, moving around Mark.

Almost immediately, Mark was surrounded by the rebels in all directions.

It was not hard for Mark to understand what was happening. The name Predator in this formation might be about the [Predator Type] infected. The type of infected that would attack brutally while moving fast. It also had a tendency to retreat and commit unexpected movements and ambushes.

And the best way to stop a [Predator Type]'s unexpected actions was to surround it as fast as possible if it was not subdued immediately.

By the looks of it, the Combat Commander deemed Mark similar to a [Predator Type] and applied such actions.

It was kind of funny, though, since it was clear that Mark was not an infected. This kind of tactic would only work at the infected since they were brainless for the most part. Of course, it would also work against humans since it was a tactic to overwhelm the enemy.

But to Mark, he could not see how this would affect him at all.

In any case, Mark stopped in place, watching the rebels with a shrug.

Mark's action, however, made the rebels think that they cornered him. It was amazing that they were optimistic, but unfortunately, they were mistaken.

At this time, Renz took the opportunity to speak on his megaphone.

”WHO THE F*CK ARE YOU, AND WHY ARE YOU MAKING TROUBLE IN OUR BASE?!”

Mark could not help but frown. He was a person that mostly spent time in silence. Thus, one of the things he hated the most was megaphones. The loud ringing in his ears felt irritating and unpleasant.

As such, he did not hesitate to reply.

”It's obvious, isn't it? I'm here to trample some insects. As for who I am, there's no need for the dead to know.”

It was a bold declaration for someone currently being surrounded by more than a hundred armed men. Not to mention that more of them were coming and gathering to this place to kill the intruder.

Nonetheless, the rebels could not make themselves laugh and ridicule the person that threatened them. It was because there were already several people that fell just a few seconds after the confrontation began. And none of them could prevent it from happening. They could not take this intruder lightly, even if they wanted to.

”You!” Renz furrowed his eyebrows and stared at Mark ferociously. ”TSK! KILL HIM!”

The command was given, and the Mutators surrounding Mark fell back at the same time. Then, from more than a hundred guns pointed at Mark, bullets rained with a loud uproar.

Immediately, Mark ran forwards, avoiding the gunshots. He could not stay at that spot since it would cause a lot of bullets to fly into the warehouse. That would be a dangerous thing that Mark would not let happen.

As he ran, Mark's first target was the Mutator in front. Why? Within the rebels in the surroundings, there were about thirty Mutators. Fifteen of them were among the ones that surrounded Mark. Compared to the others, the one in front was a burly man with quite slow movements. However, his bright green colored skin gave Mark a bad feeling. This man was most likely had the ability to use poison and must be eliminated first.

Mark stretched his hand forwards, causing the Mutator to look confused as he retreated. After all, he was far from Mark's reach at all.

But then, the green-skinned Mutator's eye dilated when he saw a black spark of electricity on Mark's hand.

ROOAR!!!

With a thundering roar, a whip of black lightning tore through the Mutator's body and the ranks of rebels that stood behind him.

Dozens of rebels fell as life was snuffed out of their bodies instantly while more fell incapacitated, violently convulsing with their mouths foaming.

The whole place fell silent with extreme horror grasping their hearts.

They could not comprehend what happened immediately. The rebels understood one thing, however. The person they were dealing with this time might not be a human but a monster.

The rebels started to step back. Their courage to fight suddenly waned.

Being able to move fast and kill people with a few waves of his hand was still considered normal since the apocalypse started. But that black lightning that shot from the intruder's hand and killed many of their comrades, it could be anything but normal.

Among all kinds of fear, the fear of the unknown was the most horrifying. And now, something they could not fathom stood before them.

”M-MONSTER!”

A rebel cried out as he threw away his gun and ran for his life.

With one starting it, the others followed suit. In the least, not all of them were stupid to let go of their weapons before running with their tails between their legs.

The rebels were already in chaos, and the chain of command collapsed. Aside from Renz, only a small portion of the rebels stood their ground.

”STUPID IDIOTS! DON'T RUN AWAY!!!”

Renz yelled in his megaphone. Unfortunately, barely anyone listened to his shout.

And there, Renz raised the machine gun dangling on his body. Then, he fired. Not at Mark, but at his fleeing subordinates.

With a few rounds of indiscriminate firing, some of the Rebels fell either dead or injured. This caused the majority to be frozen in their steps.

”FIGHT OR I WILL BE THE ONES KILLING YOU ALL!”