Chapter 282: Choosing Negotiations
Zhang Yi immediately discussed with Liang Yue and agreed to collaborate with her.
However, the condition was that Liang Yue had to assist him in secretly dealing with West Hill Base.
For Liang Yue, this was no problem. She had long hated that evil place and couldnât wait to see it destroyed.
Thus, the two quickly reached an agreement.
As for how Liang Yue would get the students out, that was her own problem.
The most Zhang Yi could do was provide some assistance; he wasnât going to personally help her rescue them.
Still, Zhang Yi was curiousâwhat was Liang Yue planning to do?
He repeatedly confirmed with Yang Xinxin and Lu Keran:
"How's your Teacher Liang's brain functioning these days?"
The two of them laughed, "Oh, she's still sharp! She wonât do anything foolish!"
Zhang Yi raised an eyebrow, a playful smile on his face, "Really? Then Iâm curious to see how she plans to get all those students out."
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At Xu Family Town, Liang Yue felt a slight relief after receiving Zhang Yi's promise.
At least she had secured a backup plan for the students.
Now, she had to think about how to get them out of West Hill Base.
If it were just one or two people, given her current position as the captain of the Special Forces, it wouldnât be difficult.
After all, the people from the Fourth Life Pod were just laborers and test subjects now.
But taking out more than thirty students in one go? That was a whole different challenge.
"I need to find the right opportunity!"
Liang Yue thought to herself.
The best time would be during a significant upheaval at West Hill Base.
She couldnât act recklessly. If anything leaked, it would be a disaster.
She tucked her phone into her white boots.
She had two phones, a secret she kept hidden.
When she first entered West Hill Base, her phone was confiscated and inspected. Liang Yue suspected they had installed monitoring software.
Fortunately, she had a backup phone.
She turned in one, but secretly kept the other, which she used to contact Zhang Yi.
Meanwhile, Ling Feng, Shi Dayong, and a few other trusted followers were in another snow house, eating while discussing their next offensive plan.
Ling Feng and Shi Dayong were among the strongest Superhumans at West Hill Base.
As top-tier fighters, their physical prowess and combat skills were far superior to ordinary people.
After their awakening, they became even more powerful!
Coupled with the advanced technology and enhancements at West Hill Base, Ling Feng was practically a perfect super soldier.
The only drawback was the enormous consumption of resources.
Despite his short stature, Ling Feng could eat enough for five soldiers on a regular day!
Today, he was eating even more, having overused his powers.
Ling Feng grabbed a roasted fish and bit off half of it in one go.
Munching on it, he spoke indistinctly to the others around him, "From what we can see, regular attacks wonât work against that shelter."
"So, put your weapons aside for now and focus on perimeter surveillance. As for Zhang Yi, leave him to us!"
The soldiers, intrigued, asked, "If we donât need to fight Zhang Yi, who else should we prepare for?"
Ling Feng smiled slyly, "Tianhai City isnât the only place with shelters. The commotion we've caused recently might attract other forces."
"Also, Iâve noticed the villagers in Xu Family Town starting to resent us. Keep an eye on them!"
The soldiers burst into laughter.
"You mean those villagers? Captain, come on. Do they even have the guts?"
Ling Feng replied calmly, "People like them are prone to foolish, impulsive actions. Better to be cautious. If they rebel, just shoot a few, and the rest will fall in line."
The soldiers nodded. Theyâd done this kind of thing before, and they were good at it.
At that moment, a female soldier approached.
"Captain, the Leader wants to speak with you."
The mention of "Leader" made the atmosphere tense.
They had been out for two days, and although they had gathered a lot of explosives from West Hill Base, the shelter remained intact. Worse, they had lost nearly half of their troops.
Reporting this outcome was bound to infuriate their leader.
Everyone was nervous for Ling Feng.
Ling Feng, however, remained calm, putting down his fishbone and standing up casually.
It wasnât that he wasnât anxious; as the person in charge, he knew he had to take responsibility.
Ling Feng approached the communication device next door.
It was a special computer with far more functions than an ordinary one, allowing communication with West Hill Base, located hundreds of meters underground.
Through the screen, Ling Feng saw the dignified yet stern face of Chen Xinian.
Ling Feng saluted, "Leader!"
Chen Xinian nodded, "Ling Feng, howâs the mission going? Itâs been two daysâany progress?"
Chen Xinian didnât ask if the mission was completed.
He knew Ling Feng's style well enough to understand that if the mission had been successful, Ling Feng wouldâve reported it immediately.
So, Chen Xinian was aware that Ling Feng had encountered difficulties.
Ling Feng, with his square, iron-like face, meticulously reported the situation to Chen Xinian, hiding nothing.
He included details of Zhang Yiâs abilities and the loss of over twenty elite soldiers.
Hearing this, Chen Xinianâs smile gradually faded, and a cold glint flashed in his narrowed eyes.
Those were over twenty Special Forces soldiers!
Not ordinary fighters, but the cream of the crop, including some of their hard-to-create synthetic Superhumans!
And they had all been wiped out?
This was a severe blow to West Hill Baseâs combat strength.
Ling Feng knew Chen Xinian was deeply disappointed and angry.
He quickly added, "Although we suffered heavy losses, weâve managed to figure out Zhang Yiâs abilities over the past two days."
"Moving forward, we will definitely be able to take down his shelter! Please rest assured."
Chen Xinian was silent for a moment, trying to calm himself down. Otherwise, he wouldâve unleashed a tirade at Ling Feng.
But as the leader of West Hill Baseâs top fighting force, he couldnât afford to berate him too harshlyâLing Feng was still needed.
Any scolding could wait until the mission was complete.
Chen Xinian asked, "Whatâs your plan?"
Ling Feng replied, "Conventional weapons are ineffective against him. We could request support from the upper military district to launch a missile strike on his shelter."
Chen Xinian took a deep breath and glared at him, "That plan is too difficult to execute, and Iâve already made it clear that I want Zhang Yi alive. What good is a corpse to me?"
What Chen Xinian really wanted were the vast supplies within Zhang Yiâs alternate dimension.
If Zhang Yi were killed, there was no guarantee heâd ever get those supplies.
Ling Feng expected this response, so he calmly presented his second suggestion.
"My second plan is for a few of us, the squad leader-level Superhumans, to continuously attack Zhang Yiâs shelter."
"The downside is that it might take longer."
Chen Xinian asked, "How long?"
Ling Feng thought for a moment before cautiously replying, "Six months!"
Chen Xinian was stunned.
"Six months? Are you saying it will take half a year, with constant attacks from our top Superhumans, to break through his shelter?"
"That would leave West Hill Base vulnerable. What if other forces attack during that time? What if thereâs internal unrest? Could you respond in time?"
Ling Feng said, "Leader, we are stationed at Xu Family Town, and donât need supplies from the base."
"Moreover, weâve confirmed that Zhang Yi is a spatial ability user. He must be the one who stole billions in supplies from the Walmart warehouse!"
"If we capture him, we can keep West Hill Base running for five years!"
Chen Xinian leaned back in his chair, his fingers tapping slowly on the table.
After a long pause, he said, "But have you considered what happens after those five years?"
Ling Feng was taken aback.
"After five years?"
Author's Note