Chapter 562 - Begging for Mercy

Chapter 562: Begging for Mercy

Powell and Rice let their gazes follow the direction Thomas was pointing in. They were frozen, as if they had been shocked by electricity, and their fear was palpable, as if they had seen a ghost. The color drained from their faces, and in their field off vision they could see a man walking out of the forest with burn wounds and blood covering his entire body. There were bleeding blisters covering his face and arms, as if he were a bloody corpse that had crawled its way out of hell, like he had been skinned alive.

But they could see that the surface wounds were healing quite steadily; the flesh that had been charred fell off on its own and was new flesh grew in its place.

The bloody corpse headed towards them, one foot in front of the other. In this moment, it felt as if the temperature had suddenly plunged to freezing point. As the corpse came closer, his face was almost entirely healed. A dashing face formed, and who was it but Mie, who they wanted to kill?

It was eerie and sinister, as if the gates of hell had opened!

When Xiao Luo made his way to them, all of the burns on his body had been healed by the healing powers of the system. He was topless, only wearing a pair of black military-issued briefs.

It had barely taken him a moment to transform from a horrifying, bloody corpse to a dashing and aloof young man with all his skin and flesh intact, but the horror that this had dealt to the three soldiers was firmly imprinted into their souls.

Just…just what kind of a monster was this?

Powell and Rice were so spooked they were sitting on the floor, unmoving. They raised their heads and looked at Xiao Luo, consumed by their fright.

"Blowing up the entire forest, good move, a f*cking good move this was!"

Xiao Luo laughed coldly. Had he not found himself a gigantic rock to hint under, and were it not for the system's healing ability, his journey might have come to an end here. He had thought of every sort of attack, but this was the only one he did not think the Mei army would have dared pull off. After all, this was tantamount to triggering a war and leaving things up to international opinion. The Mei army should not have resorted to this just to kill him; besides, there had still been thirty, forty other SEAL soldiers in the forest.

"You people from Mei Nation really see yourselves as the top of the world, huh, and you think you can just do as you wish?"

Xiao Luo mocked, and then changed the topic. "Whose idea was it?"

He let his gaze sweep over Powell, Rice and Thomas, a scarlet bloodlust flickering in his gaze.

"It's him, it was his idea, Mr Mie. We…we didn't have anything to do with this…"

Rice and Thomas immediately pointed at Powell. They were trembling in the face of such a supernatural existence, down to their very soles. Rebel? They would end up becoming an international laughing-stock. Even if all the Mei Nation soldiers took part in this, it was likely they would not be able to destroy this man.

Powell's heart lurched. Cold sweat was forming. "Mr Mie, I…I surrender…"

He addressed Xiao Luo respectfully. Now that he had come face to face with absolute power, he was completely subservient. On top of that, there was this rule in war that you did not kill he who surrendered, so he thought this was the best course of action.

"Surrender?"

Xiao Luo looked at Powell as if he were staring at an idiot, and then he said impatiently with a wave of his hand, "Alright then, I accept your surrender. But the Hua Nation's rules of surrender requires you kowtow."

Kowtow?!

Powell was stunned, and also elated. There was nothing more important at this moment than protecting his life.

"Yes, yes, I'll kowtow, I'll kowtow to you!"

Powell immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed to Xiao Luo. The moment his forehead hit the ground, Xiao Luo's right leg swung down viciously on the back of his head.

Crack!

His head exploded like a watermelon under pressure, blood and brain juice spraying everywhere; quite a bit of it splashed onto Rice and Thomas' face as well. The sight of Powell's head cracking into pieces with blood dripping everywhere triggered their nerves. Even though they had undergone what they referred to as demonic training, they were terrified out of their wits in this moment all the same. They screamed until their throats were hoarse; Thomas lost control of his bladder.

Xiao Luo stared at them apathetically. "You guys want to surrender too?"

Shivering, their souls were shivering!

Who would dare mention anything about surrendering?!

"Mr…Mr Mie, on account of…on account of how we've came all this way from The City of Brule, why…why don't you let us go…" Rice muttered, begging for mercy. He was kneeling on the ground, snot and tears streaming down his face.

Thomas had the cross he wore in a death grip, praying with no stop to the Lord. His face was completely drained of blood.

"Let you guys go?"

Xiao Luo laughed, mocking and cold. "I really do want to let you guys go, but you just insist on seeking death."

As soon as he spoke, he swung an open palm down on Thomas's head.

Thomas, who had been kneeling on the ground and muttering in prayer, died without even keeling. His body fell, ramrod stiff, and although Xiao Luo was enraged, he knew that Thomas had only played a small role, so he left the man's corpse intact and made sure his death was painless.

"Ah!"

Driven by fear, Rice abandoned all thoughts and escaped.

A combat knife followed after him like a shadow and lodged into his back, and then came back out through his chest. At the same time the knife passed through his back and chest, it pierced through his heart as well. Rice fell bodily into the ground, blood pouring from his nose and mouth.

Xiao Luo did not pay any more attention to a man who would eventually die. He donned the SEAL camouflage uniform, got on the car, and set out towards the Mei army shore base.

…

…

Night fell. At the Mei army shore base, soldiers holding patrol lights were sweeping over every inch of the place like a radar.

There were two aircraft carriers here. Like Hua Nation, they were here to evacuate their nationals. The commander-in-chief here was a rear admiral. Currently, Sarah Michelle was locked in a heated debate over Xiao Luo with this rear admiral.

"Mr Mie is an assistant we Michelles hired from Hua Nation. If it weren't for him, I would have died in the hands of the Khun Sa Mercenary Corps, and yet you want him dead. I'm going to sue you once we return, and that Captain Powell under your command!" Sarah's emotions were out of her control. She just could not understand why the Mei army wanted to make an attempt on Xiao Luo.

"I've said before that this is something we absolutely have to do, Miss Sarah. There is absolutely no way that soldier by the name of Mie can be allowed to return to Hua Nation, or he'll become a nightmare for us in the future," the rear admiral explained with both hands behind his back.

"Nightmare? What do you mean 'nightmare'? You lot have deluded yourselves into thinking Hua Nation is the enemy for too long, and that's why you're treating a Hua Nation soldier as a potential threat."

"This is an issue of politics, and it's only natural you wouldn't understand, Miss Sarah. That's enough already. I've explained all that I needed to. Please return and get some rest, Miss Sarah."

Sarah grit her teeth. "I'll make sure you're brought to justice!"

"Then I shall wait," the rear admiral said with a smile. The corners of his lips were twitching but he forced himself to remain calm.

Knock.

In this moment, there was someone knocking on the door.

"Who's there?" the rear admiral asked rather impatiently.

There was no response, just more knocking.

"D*mn it, who is it?"

The rear admiral was fuming. He strode over to the door and was ready to viciously admonish the incompetent subordinate that was waiting outside, using them to vent all of the anger Sarah Michelle had hurled at him.

As soon as the door opened, a black muzzle was forced right against his head.

"Mr Mie?"

Sarah's face was contorted with shock as she looked at the man holding the gun. No one would believe the man was here, not even God himself. This was the rear admiral's office and there had been so many soldiers outside who were on guard or on patrol. Trying to infiltrate this place was even more difficult than trying to walk on water.