Comprehension Ability: Creating the Five Thunders Technique in Reality-Chapter 966 - 486: Miraculous Huaxia Secret Technique (Part 2)

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The eyes of all the expatriates turned in unison towards Lin Beichen.

In the next moment, they watched as Lin Beichen took out a talisman from his pocket, holding it lightly between two fingers.

His lips moved slightly, silently reciting a few spells, and then he suddenly flicked the talisman towards the direction of the Hong Jin Army.

The dark yellow talisman flew straight into the Hong Jin Army's camp as if it had come to life.

The Hong Jin Army soldiers hadn't had time to react before the talisman exploded right in front of them.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, dazzling flames erupted, with a power no less than that of a grenade.

The Hong Jin Army soldiers were blown apart, losing their lives in an instant.

The horrific scene left the expatriates dumbfounded, almost unable to believe their eyes.

"Wh-what happened?" Qian Bida pointed tremblingly at the fallen Hong Jin Army, his voice so shaky that he could barely speak.

"They are dead," Lin Beichen nodded calmly, as if stating something as ordinary as could be.

The surrounding expatriates looked at each other in disbelief, having just witnessed this young man easily wiping out those ferocious Hong Jin Army soldiers with just a yellow piece of paper.

And that piece of paper bore an astonishing resemblance to the talisman paper from ancient Huaxia.

"What... what did you just use? That seemed like... like the Daoist talisman paper from Huaxia?" a middle-aged expatriate asked, face full of confusion.

Lin Beichen smiled slightly and answered nonchalantly, "It's not 'seems like'. It is."

The expatriates were all taken aback upon hearing this.

They never imagined that in this foreign land, they would witness the ancient Daoist secret techniques of Huaxia firsthand.

At this moment, their understanding of Huaxia's traditional culture was completely overturned.

"Alright, stop dawdling. We need to leave here quickly!" Lin Beichen urged.

He understood that now wasn't the time for sentimentality; the danger around them still loomed.

The expatriates snapped out of their daze and quickly gathered their wits.

Under the cover of Lin Beichen and Leng Feng, they swiftly crossed the alley.

However, just as they were about to reach the alley's entrance, they suddenly halted.

Lin Beichen looked up in confusion, only to see a military pickup truck parked at the alley's entrance, carrying several Hong Jin Army soldiers.

Even more terrifying was that those soldiers held shoulder-mounted rocket launchers.

Upon seeing the rocket launchers, Qian Bida's legs went weak, and he slumped to the ground.

"Don't... don't shoot, Hong Jin Army will prevail!" he waved the red bandana in his hand frantically, stammering as he begged for mercy.

However, those Hong Jin Army soldiers clearly ignored his pleas.

They unhesitatingly lifted the rocket launchers, aiming at the unarmed expatriates.

"Whoosh—"

With a sharp whistling sound, a rocket whizzed across the sky like a meteor, rushing towards them.

The expatriates, in terror, shut their eyes, bracing for death to descend.

But the expected sound of an explosion never came.

Instead, they heard a strange rumbling noise.

Mustering courage to open their eyes, they were amazed to find themselves unharmed.

Around them floated dozens of dark yellow talismans, emanating a faint glow, forming a protective shield that firmly surrounded them.

The rocket had exploded upon touching the shield but had not harmed them at all.

Shocked, the expatriates turned to see Lin Beichen standing calmly behind them.

His right hand formed the familiar Daoist gesture of Huaxia, using his index and middle fingers held upright in front of him.

In that moment, they realized that the young man before them had saved their lives with the ancient Huaxia talisman.

On the opposite pickup truck, the Hong Jin Army soldiers, having witnessed the unbelievable scene, all had expressions of disbelief.

Their eyes were wide, as if they could fit a goose egg, faces full of astonishment and confusion.

They couldn't comprehend how those people, under rocket attack, could stand there unscathed.

What mysterious power did those yellow pieces of paper hold?

Could they actually withstand the power of a rocket? Could they be some new type of defensive weapon?

As they remained in shock, unable to recover, Lin Beichen decisively said to Leng Feng, "Leng Feng, stop standing there, open fire!"

Leng Feng instantly snapped to action, raising his gun to aim at the Hong Jin Army on the pickup, and unhesitatingly pulled the trigger, bullets raining down on them.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

The gunfire rang out, bullets speeding toward the Hong Jin Army. They frantically tried to dodge, but it was too late.

The bullets hit their mark, and several Hong Jin Army soldiers fell, dark red blood flowing from their chests, staining the already blood-soaked land.

After confirming the Hong Jin Army was dealt with, Lin Beichen recited a spell again.

Immediately, the talismans surrounding them ignited, and as the talisman paper burned out, the protective shield gradually dissipated.

Watching everything unfold, along with the fallen Hong Jin Army soldiers on the pickup, Qian Bida touched the wrinkles on his face, bewildered, muttering to himself, "My God, is this for real?"

The other expatriates also gazed at Lin Beichen with eyes full of shock, wonder, and reverence.

Though they were utterly stunned and puzzled by what just happened, not knowing the origin of this young man and his seemingly magical powers.

They couldn't deny that it was this young man who had saved their lives.

At the same time, Lin Beichen heard the familiar electronic notification sound in his ear.

"Ding dong! Faith Value +500."

"Ding dong! Faith Value +800."

"Ding dong! Faith Value +600."

Listening to the continuous increase of faith value notifications, Lin Beichen couldn't help but smile.

Clearly, saving these people was worth it.

"Stop standing there dumbfounded, hurry up. Once we get across this street, we'll reach the embassy," Lin Beichen urged.

Only then did everyone snap out of it, nodding to each other, helping each other up, and rushing towards the embassy.

Inside the Huaxia embassy in Somalia, a middle-aged Huaxia man stood worriedly at the door, watching the situation outside.

He wore a neatly pressed suit with a red badge at the collar.

"Luckily, our country started the evacuation operation in advance; otherwise, the situation for Huaxia expatriates now would be unimaginable."

The man next to him, clad in a military uniform, said gravely, "However, some expatriates have not evacuated yet. Ambassador Fan, what should we do next?"

The middle-aged man referred to as "Ambassador Fan" sighed deeply, furrowing his brows, "Now that Masure has been designated a combat zone, our country can't send troops for escort. It seems we have to figure out a way ourselves to escort these expatriates to the port."

"But it's so chaotic outside right now, and we don't have enough manpower!" the man in military uniform said, troubled.

Ambassador Fan understood the predicament, but before he could respond, a voice from outside interrupted their conversation.

"Ambassador Fan, a large group of expatriates is coming over!" the resident military officer at the door shouted loudly.

Ambassador Fan was taken aback, quickly looking towards the door, and sure enough, he saw a group of Huaxia people. He and several soldiers from the embassy immediately went outside and opened the embassy's doors.

"Come in quickly!" Ambassador Fan urged them to enter the embassy hurriedly.

After all the expatriates safely entered the embassy, Ambassador Fan was surprised to find that they were all unharmed.

Considering the severely chaotic external situation, with the Hong Jin Army shooting wildly in the streets.

For these dozens of people to reach here unscathed was indeed perplexing.

Ambassador Fan couldn't help but ask, "How did you get here? Didn't you encounter an attack from the Hong Jin Army on the way?"

Qian Bida, slumped on the ground, still shaken, said, "Yes, we did! The Hong Jin Army had machine guns and rocket launchers—it scared me to death!"

Hearing this, Ambassador Fan became even more puzzled, "What? You encountered the Hong Jin Army? Then how did you escape unscathed?"

These expatriates seemed to lack any combat capability, yet they managed to escape unharmed after encountering the Hong Jin Army, which was incredibly hard to believe.