Hathaway, fixed to the wall, was unrecognizable after being hit by the rocket.
Perhaps shrapnel from the explosion had struck her central nervous system, for the severed head now hung limply in mid-air, devoid of movement.
Lin Yuan observed for a moment longer, then handed the rope to Wu Tian. "Mengyue, are you certain our son is safe?"
"Yes, I'm sure. The rescue team is on their way up. I was the fastest on the snowmobile. The leader is from the intelligence department, Kong Cheng. You should know him."
Due to Lin Yuan's special status, as his wife, she had contact with many members of the intelligence department. She had actually met Kong Cheng, who was leading this team.
"Old Kong! He was the one who led the team when people came from Liaozhou to pick up Zi Qi. Didn't they bring vehicles this time?"
Time was of the essence, so Lin Yuan hadn't had a chance to ask. Seeing Wu Tian arrive with the rocket launcher, he took it and fired.
"They're tied up with the insectoid people in North Kanwei Town, so they might take a while to get here. However, they have heavy weaponry, so they should be fine. I didn't ask for further details; let's focus on the rescue first."
Lin Yuan had initially considered it difficult, but upon hearing they had heavy weaponry, he felt relieved.
The small military base within the manor was now deserted. For some reason, the Holy Mother had transformed all the monsters into this wall of flesh and blood. Without fire support, North Kanwei had nothing to stop the 12.7mm rounds.
"It seems those monsters became Hathaway's nourishment once they reached the mountain."
"Never mind that, let's go!" Lin Yuan's right eyelid twitched violently as he watched Hathaway's movements.
A sense of foreboding grew within him.
The rocket launcher was out of ammunition, and with only the M500s in his and Wu Tian's hands, they were powerless.
Wu Tian and the others also realized the gravity of the situation, but it was too late.
"Little darling~ Don't run, Mommy's coming~"
A bizarre voice echoed from the derelict base. Despite Hathaway being over ten meters below, the voice sounded as if it were right beside them.
It was eerie and chilling.
However, the true horror was only just beginning.
Except for Wu Tian, Lin Yuan, Andrea, and Wang Xiaoxin all began to emit thin wisps of red mist.
"Hmm? What's this floral scent?"
The moment the red mist appeared, Lin Yuan realized what it was. It was the same substance he had encountered in the manor's flower garden; the scent was identical!
These mists seeped out from various parts of their bodies, connecting with the red mist emanating from Hathaway.
They were drawn involuntarily towards Hathaway's direction.
Due to wearing a gas mask for an extended period, Lin Yuan was less affected, but "less" was a relative term.
He could barely maintain his composure, and even that state was precarious. He quickly threw his M500 and military knife over.
"Mengyue! Take these weapons!"
With only enough time to utter these words, Lin Yuan's body uncontrollably plummeted down the cliffside.
Even in death, he did not want to aim his gun at Wu Tian!
"Lin Yuan!!!"
Wu Tian, having just caught the handgun, tried to grab Lin Yuan, but he turned around too quickly. Her hand merely scooped through the air, stirring up a little of it.