Qin Feng suppressed the churning energy within him and quickly checked his body. Fortunately, his arm was only grazed, and his body had not been hit by shrapnel.
The rocket launcher exploded, shrapnel flying. At such astonishing speed, even Qin Feng’s formidable physique and lightning reflexes were useless.
This was the power of weapons of mass destruction!
Qin Feng had been careless just now. If the explosion had been a little closer, the shockwave alone would have left him with only half his life.
After exhaling a breath of stale air, Qin Feng turned back to look at the civilians who had been begging for mercy moments before.
However, the surroundings were a scene of devastation, the explosion having created a crater more than a meter in diameter.
Not a single one of the civilians who had been kneeling on the ground could be seen. All had been torn to shreds in the explosion, and fragmented corpses were scattered everywhere. The clothes on their blackened bodies were still burning, emitting crackling sounds.
The air was instantly filled with a thick stench of blood and gunpowder.
Qin Feng glanced at the scene, a flicker of helplessness crossing his face.
This was the consequence of not awakening. They hadn't been restrained just moments ago. If they had united and resisted, they could have easily dealt with these rebels, but they hadn't. Instead, they had pleaded with their executioners to spare them.
These civilians had no fighting spirit left!
When faced with executioners intent on slaughtering them, they didn't dare to resist, but begged for mercy. Was that useful?
Could a people without fighting spirit survive on the battlefield?
If a nation loses its fighting spirit, that is the most terrifying thing!
Qin Feng cast a brief glance and then turned away.
This was war, brutal and cold-blooded.
Qin Feng was no savior. He had acted earlier simply because it was convenient.
Fighting in such an environment, Qin Feng couldn't even guarantee his own survival 100%.
The events just now were the best proof.
This also made Qin Feng realize clearly that this rescue mission might not be as simple as he had previously imagined.
The situation had completely exceeded his expectations!
Qin Feng looked at the tragic deaths of the civilians and shook his head with a sigh.
Such inhuman, horrific scenes, he wouldn't have believed them if he hadn't witnessed them himself.
After all, he was born in a peaceful and powerful country and could never imagine such sights. These scenes were far beyond what could be depicted in movies or sensationalized dramas.
Peace was the way to survival!
However, these scumbags actually used rocket launchers against civilians. They were truly despicable.
As Qin Feng retreated from the explosion site, he locked onto the person who had fired the rocket launcher.
In less than two seconds, Qin Feng pulled the trigger.
*Bang!*
With the sound of a sniper rifle shot.
The next second, a bullet hole appeared on the forehead of the rebel who had fired the rocket launcher, and his body, thrown back by the recoil, toppled from the platform.
Soon, Qin Feng hid behind a low wall relatively close to the rebels. He propped his sniper rifle against the wall and began a frantic barrage of sniper fire.
*Bang bang bang…*
The sniper rifle in Qin Feng's hands shook continuously, bullets raining down on the rebels ahead.
In the blink of an eye, Qin Feng had taken the lives of over a dozen rebels.
After eliminating the group of rebels in front of him, Qin Feng quickly changed positions, preparing for the next round of hiding and hunting.
Ten minutes later, Qin Feng had eliminated all the rebels on the path ahead. Not a single one was standing.
Looking out, they were all lying on the ground. A closer inspection would reveal a bloody hole in each of their heads.
Qin Feng felt no guilt in killing these rebels, as they had blocked his path, and this was the fate they deserved for being rebels.
*Hoo!*
Seeing that the path ahead was clear, Qin Feng let out a heavy sigh and then strode onto the main avenue of the city.
Judging by the surrounding buildings, Qin Feng inferred that this had once been a large city, bustling and vibrant.
But now, it had become a living hell, filled with the smell of gunpowder and blood, completely devoid of any signs of life.
Perhaps, this was the lingering consequence of war.
Qin Feng continued forward without hesitation, activating his scan and alert skills.
After confirming that his surroundings were safe, Qin Feng shifted his attention to himself. He saw that he had several bullet graze wounds on his limbs, all bleeding.
If not stopped, he could bleed to death.
Instantly, Qin Feng's thoughts shifted, and a visual guide on how to treat his wounds appeared in his mind.
Following the diagram in his mind, Qin Feng lightly pressed a few points on his body with his fingers.
After a few seconds, the bleeding from Qin Feng's wounds actually stopped.
This was acupoint needling with fingertips, pressing specific points to achieve hemostasis.
Qin Feng, looking at the wounds that had stopped bleeding, couldn't help but marvel.
The skills granted by the system were truly powerful.
He realized that if he had time, he could thoroughly study the usage of these skills. Who knew what peculiar combinations or operations he might discover.
After all, in combat, the ability to quickly stop bleeding could minimize the loss of strength for the wounded, and it was also the most effective method for emergency rescue.
In fact, even a specialist Traditional Chinese Medicine practitioner would find it difficult to achieve such results. If a surgeon or TCM practitioner on the scene witnessed this, they would likely be so shocked that they would spit blood.
However, if such a skill were applied in reality, TCM practitioners or surgeons would probably pack up and go home. This was because the treatment method was so incredibly simple – just a few touches.
Who would then opt for medicinal hemostasis or surgical intervention when a couple of touches would suffice?
But perhaps this was the terrifying aspect of healing skills. Healing relied not on surgery or medicine, but solely on technique. Naturally, not everyone could learn this skill.
Qin Feng could do it because he possessed the healing principles granted by the system and his incredible memory, allowing him to perfectly and quickly memorize the information.
However, Qin Feng didn't have much time to savor the benefits of the healing skill. After stopping the bleeding, he quickly pressed on.
One minute later, Qin Feng spotted two tall buildings and slowed down, observing them carefully.
"According to Captain Gao Yun's intelligence, the蛟龙突击队 (Jiaolong Assault Team) and our fellow countrymen from Yan Country should be here!"
Qin Feng examined the shapes of the surrounding buildings, recalling the intelligence he had seen earlier, and murmured to himself.
As Qin Feng continued forward, less than five hundred meters ahead, the danger warning in his mind made him frown.
"Good heavens, they really are here!"
Instantly, Qin Feng quickened his pace, activating his camouflage skill to conceal his approach.