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I Refuse to Be the Savior

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Chapter 9: Professional Team

I Refuse to Be the Savior

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John is a member of the Marine Corps. He participates in soldier training, exercises his body, and learns marksmanship and professional military techniques, all to protect the country, defend the Common People, and ensure the freedom of speech and expression.

Although recently, some strange people have been doing some abnormal things in the name of "freedom," this still cannot stop John's love for his country.

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Likewise, he deeply believes that in this world, their Army can defeat any enemy.

Until today, when a terrifying kind of Monster suddenly appeared in the city.

Originally, he did not think this was a dangerous mission; he just felt it was novel. After all, their Army was powerful and invincible, and even invaders from the outside world would absolutely not be a match for their invincible Army.

He and his superior, the Commander, sat in a vehicle. To be honest, he is still a bit nervous now. Although he is a soldier, this is his first time truly going to the battlefield.

If you say you are not nervous at all, that is absolutely nonsense.

Seemingly noticing the nervousness in this soldier's heart, the Commander revealed a Smile on his face.

"Nervous?"

"A little."

"Rest assured—we are glorious Warriors." The Commander's expression became Serious. "Besides, everything is prepared, what are you still worried about?"

John gave a serious Nod.

Everything is prepared, what exactly is he still worried about?

Furthermore, he cannot retreat. He is a Warrior, and behind him is his country.

Put in a little more effort, and everything will be fine.

"What the hell is this Monster!"

John desperately pulled the trigger of the firearms in his hands. Although the weapon in his hands could injure the Monster before him, those things needed to be hit several times to die; even if their heads were pierced, they would not die Immediately.

But those proud soldiers could only take one hit.

The proud soldiers had absolutely no ability to resist in front of such strange enemies. Death was imposed upon them at every moment, and it seemed to form an invisible pressure that gripped everyone's throat.

John did not know why things had turned out this way.

He kept firing his bullets, but he soon discovered that his ammunition was exhausted.

And in front of him, those terrifying and hideous inhuman Monsters were still letting out strange roars, approaching John step by step.

This soldier, feeling somewhat powerless, pulled the trigger on the empty magazine twice, and finally discovered in despair that he truly had no Method left.

With no other choice, he could only pull out his military dagger, although he did not know if it would be of any use.

In front of him, the Monster with outstretched arms roared and walked toward him. The Monster made a hoarse and unpleasant sound, and its Scythe seemed to be dripping with blood.

The Monster raised its Scythe, aiming at John before it. Only then did John suddenly discover how powerless and weak he was in front of such a Monster.

He closed his eyes, preparing to die.

But at this very moment, he suddenly felt his body being pushed. When he opened his eyes again, he found that he had been pushed to the side.

And in front of him, his Commander was standing with arms spread wide, his chest pierced through.

Seeing his Commander in this state, John's tears could not help but flow out.

"Commander, what are you doing! Commander!"

"Protecting the team members..." that Commander spat out a mouthful of blood, "is the duty of a Commander..."

As soon as he finished this sentence, the Monster growing the Scythe directly tossed him aside. The Commander was sent flying to the side, lying on the ground, and extended a finger, pointing forward.

"Com—man—der—"

John felt a sense of despair. Even if he is a Warrior, even if he is a soldier, when Facing these things, he still does not know what to do, nor does he know what he can do.

He stumbled to his feet, raised the weapon in his hands, his Legs trembling as he looked at the Monster before him.

However, at this moment, a girl's voice suddenly reached John's ears.

"Are you okay?"

John looked back and saw a girl with a pure face standing behind him.

"You! Leave here immediately! It's dangerous here!"

John became anxious all of a sudden—as a soldier, it doesn't matter if he dies here, but if a Common People dies in front of him just before he dies, then he would be a total failure.

Perhaps if he went to heaven, his Commander would give him a slap.

"Dangerous? Ah, that." However, in front of John, the girl seemed to have thought of something. She clapped her hands slightly, and then pulled out a greatsword taller than a person from behind her back.

John stared at the girl, stunned.

What is this?

Then the girl swung the sword horizontally, striking the Demon's body with one blow.

After that, the Demon was sent flying as if it had been hit by a heavy truck.

"You go find a place to Rest first." That beautiful lady revealed her white teeth, "Leave these guys to us."

John was dumbfounded.

—What is this?

Could it be that I am hallucinating from too much pressure?

In this instant, John only had this thought left.

However, before he could react, he suddenly saw a ray of light streak through the air, directly hitting the Demon not far away. The Monster let out a shrill scream, and the Scythe on its body seemed to have been burned in half.

"This is really different from the Demons on my side." John heard a man's rough voice from behind him; he seemed to be talking to someone, "Wait until I dig out that guy's heart later, then I can Analyze the Dimensional Secret Energy here."

He turned his head in a daze and saw two men walking toward him.

One of them was wearing armor that looked very high-tech at first glance. He had bare arms, held a Heavy Firearm emitting green light in his hands, and had something like a chainsaw strapped to his wrist. He walked here leisurely, as if this were his own backyard.

And the other one was wearing casual wear—for some reason, he seemed a bit mentally exhausted.

That Sir wearing casual wear saw John over there. He revealed a Smile with a hint of helplessness and said:

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