Rotting Land: Survive-Chapter 361 - 359: Fierce Battle with the "Face-Slasher" (Part 3)

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Chapter 361: Chapter 359: Fierce Battle with the "Face-Slasher" (Part 3)

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"Bang!"

Lei Tong felt a heaviness in his chest, and the next second, he was sent flying backward. Soon after, a sharp pain hit his back, and under the counterforce from the wall, he fell flat on the ground.

Hua Biao’s situation wasn’t much better. Although Lei Tong’s blockade weakened the force of the blow he took, he still stumbled back several steps and, unfortunately, fell to the ground.

At the same time, witnessing his two comrades being hit successively, Xu Renjie felt both anxious and distressed.

What on earth is this beast? It lost its head and yet still possesses such strength?

No! In fact, it’s even stronger now than when it had a head moments ago.

This beast’s movements seem completely haphazard and reckless, yet this "waste" always manages to land the most effective blows at the precise moments. It’s as if equipped with a precision-guided radar—precise, accurate, ruthless!

What should be done? Xu Renjie hesitated clearly.

He stood frozen on the spot, holding a broken Snake Spear in one hand and a Triangular Military Dagger glinting coldly in the other.

He didn’t act rashly because the previous two incidents had already served as ample warnings.

"Hua Biao, Lei Tong, how are you guys?"

"We..." The words halted abruptly as Hua Biao exclaimed in alarm, "Captain! Watch out!"

As the words fell, Xu Renjie felt a wave of energy pressing in. Instinctively, he tilted sideways, but the arm of the "Face-Splitter" swung like a bulldozer, easily sweeping him aside.

Seconds later, a loud crash echoed as both Xu Renjie and the "Face-Splitter" plunged into a counter.

The shattered glass and immense counterforce caused Xu Renjie to uncontrollably spit out a splash of blood, while the "Face-Splitter" that was on top of him slowly stood up, seemingly unhurt.

Damn it! Xu Renjie’s head buzzed as if hundreds of flies were swarming all around.

In his shaking vision, a headless "monster" waved its arms aimlessly.

What is it doing now!? Xu Renjie was truly bewildered by the chaotic, patternless behavior of the beast before him.

By all reason, shouldn’t it be attacking him right away? Could it have lost his location?

Bold speculation barely having enough time to be fully considered, Xu Renjie saw a sudden flash before his eyes. The next moment, his military uniform was torn open with several slashes on the chest.

Sweat rolled down uncontrollably. Thankfully, the scratch from the "Face-Splitter" wasn’t deep, or else infection from being clawed open would have been a sure thing.

He couldn’t just lie here any longer; dying from playfulness was only a matter of time.

Deciding this, Xu Renjie no longer hesitated and immediately rolled to the side.

And just as he rolled away, the "Face-Splitter" landed a fierce punch precisely where he had been moments before.

Feeling the slight tremor from the ground, Xu Renjie’s spine shivered involuntarily.

At this moment, he could no longer bother with his injuries and quickly kicked with his legs, turning back to retreat from the battlefield. Only after pulling back several meters did he finally turn safely.

Assault! No way! This thing is absurdly tough; look at its head like a sack of mud. Can you really hope to win in a head-on confrontation?

Waiting? Also no good! It has already disrupted our rhythm twice with sudden attacks.

Considering these two points, Xu Renjie truly felt at a loss.

He felt like this "monster" before him couldn’t be fought nor moved against.

Only by standing still would it remain quiet, almost as if it were playing with its "prey."

The "Face-Splitter" remained foolishly in place, waving its arms around. The Steel Blade caught in the crook of its left arm emitted a "swish-swish" sound occasionally as it swung.

Suddenly, from behind the "Face-Splitter," Wang Zhongyu shouted loudly: "Everyone listen, if my judgment is correct, this beast should be attacking based on surrounding sound waves and airflow; if we confuse its senses, we can take it down!"

His words struck like a sudden wake-up call. Xu Renjie, who had been feeling something was off, suddenly understood the reasoning, and the chaotic fragments pieced together like a movie.

That’s right! From the precise reactions earlier to the recent reckless charges, all of the "Face-Splitter’s" actions followed our personnel closely.

In other words, it hasn’t truly increased its capabilities, nor does it have exceptional reactions.

Simply put, its current actions are entirely the result of reflexive conditioning, like a snake in the desert that can still make attacks based on its nerve memory even after losing its head.

Unexpectedly, this beast showed such significant changes even after being killed, behaving just like a frenzied monster.

For a moment, a term Xu Renjie had once heard surfaced in his mind.

"Frenzy!"

This term was leaked from foreign military circles, supposedly during a secret project by a national group aimed at enhancing soldiers’ wartime combat abilities through biochemical modifications.

But after being exposed by the media, the project was eventually abandoned.

While these were only rumors, the undeniable fact was that the monster before them bore no real difference to the "Frenzy" description, at least in Xu Renjie’s view.

"Frenzy!" he muttered again, the menacing name sharpening the focus in his eyes.

If it’s making decisions based on its perceptions, I’ll disrupt that thinking deliberately.

Resolute in his plan, Xu Renjie picked up a piece of debris from the ground, ready to throw it, when he noticed the originally stationary "Face-Splitter" vanished.

Scanning around, he was shocked: "Wang Zhongyu! Get away!"

The rushing wind whipped Wang Zhongyu’s bangs, but he couldn’t evade in time, for the "Face-Splitter" moved too fast, closing the distance almost as his voice sounded...

Seeing the dark figure grow larger, Wang Zhongyu finally truly sensed the breath of death for the first time...

Can he survive the fierce frontal collision from the "Face-Splitter"?

Can the action team find a way to escape the "Face-Splitter’s" clutches and make it out alive?

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