Barrett Walker pondered for a long time before asking, "What kind of person does that young general seem to be?"

Sam Aflai thought that Barrett Walker also wanted to take on this task and answered without any concealment, "It seems to be a federal major general. Look at the soldiers under his command. They are all full of energy, although not many of them are capable warriors who have developed the ability to enter the forbidden zone of the gods. However, they are fierce and could pass for fifth-class soldiers."

"I didn't ask you about that. How does the general look? Is he handsome or not? What expression did Julia Menard have when she saw that general?"

Barrett Walker asked eagerly. "I didn't pay attention to that!" Sam shook his head.

Barrett Walker did not doubt that this person had told him everything in such detail, almost without any hesitation. It seemed impossible to deceive him. He needed to find a way to enter that filming location, otherwise his future wife might be taken away, and he would be clueless about it!

"Are there many people wandering around here like you guys?" Barrett Walker asked, pointing to the surroundings.

"Yes, but I didn't notice anyone from the major hunters' organization. Maybe it's because of my lack of ability," Sam said regretfully. After all, this was a society where strength was respected. The stronger one's ability, the better the living conditions they would have.

"Understood. Consider these messages as buying your lives. You can stay outside here, but you can't come in. Do you hear me?" Barrett Walker said, holding his Kukri knife and entering the cave.

"Well! Should we wait for him to fall asleep and then go in to kill him?" one of Sam's men lowered his voice, made a throat-slitting gesture with his hands, and had a fierce look on his face.

"Enough! This man only got information from us and didn't cause us any trouble. Don't even think about breaking the rules allowed by the hunters. If you dare to entertain such thoughts again, I will expel you from our group!" Sam reprimanded sternly. The rules of the hunters were like those of ancient European knights, although not explicitly stated, they could not be easily broken, as the survival of the hunters' organization would be difficult in such a harsh environment.

Barrett Walker did not relax his vigilance because of the cooperation of these people. After entering the cave, he kept all his attention outside. Although his abilities as a lieutenant had fooled them, he could not afford close combat. He was also not sure if the hunters had this rule. But to maintain his facade, he had to take a risk.

The night passed without incident, but Barrett Walker dared not have even a bit of sleep. In the early hours of the morning, he heard the voices of those people outside the cave.

"Brother! We're leaving! Since you said that those messages bought our lives, then the B-level task is also valid for us. A true man keeps his word, and we won't go back on ours. Everyone is on their own to survive!" Sam said, leaving with his men.

Barrett Walker had been on guard all night. As he heard those people leaving, he feared falling asleep here and being killed as a surprise attack. He quickly got up and went in a different direction. He needed to rest properly.

The crew of "A Chinese Ghost Story" faced an unprecedented crisis. The first time was when they were getting ready to shoot the scene of the scholar encountering a ghost at the Lanruo Temple at night. There was an abandoned ancient temple from the pre-nuclear war wasteland, and instead of encountering ghosts, they encountered powerful monsters. The only extras who were fit for the audience were taken away.

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In the past few days, they had been catching several hunters from time to time. When questioned, these people knew nothing. Special forces were not lone rangers like the hunters. Even in the wilderness, they couldn't easily take someone's life, as it would not be good to leave any evidence.

Julia Menard really liked the character in "A Chinese Ghost Story," which was why she chose it as her stage name. Although the remake of "A Chinese Ghost Story" had a small budget, it still excited her to join. After a series of incidents, she did not give up. This was one of the main reasons why she bought the rights to the film at a high price and went to film in the wilderness. She would not allow any flaws in the final result, and the harassment by the hunters the previous night and the low efficiency of the crew made her feel frustrated.

Julia Menard was new to the film industry and hardly knew anyone. Except for herself, all the other actors in this film had been replaced by her. Although they were obedient, they were not easy to work with, and seeing the low efficiency made Julia Menard feel frustrated.

"Alright! We won't shoot today. Everyone, go rest!" Seeing the daylight, Julia Menard didn't want to continue shooting. She said this and, with a gloomy expression, went to the armored trailer.

Hans Hunter, who was training soldiers, watched Julia Menard walk back to the trailer, and after giving an order to his adjutant, he also went to the armored trailer, leaving the others behind.

"What's wrong?" Hans Hunter asked, seeing Julia Menard sitting in the shadows, looking extremely exhausted from shooting all night.

Julia Menard remained silent. If she had a cigarette at that moment, she really wanted to taste its bitter taste. She was tired and had worked hard like an ox, but had no results. She faintly heard someone calling her, so she quickly raised her head and concealed her exhaustion. Seeing it was Hans Hunter, she relaxed and said, "Nothing! I'm just a bit tired from the lack of sleep last night."

"It was quite turbulent last night, but it should calm down during the day. Go get some rest," Hans Hunter wanted to comfort her, but as the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back, feeling dry and emotionless.

Boom! Before he could finish speaking, a cannon shot was heard from the mountains, and the huge booming sound, like thunder, struck the ancient temple. It felt like the earth was shaking, and the decrepit temple collapsed in an instant, with rubble flying and countless people crying out in fear.

"This is a cannon!" Hans Hunter's first reaction upon hearing the sound was to curse fiercely. Such a brutal weapon, and over two hundred special forces were nothing!

"Run!" Hans Hunter jumped into the carriage, grabbed Julia Menard, and ran. The armored car was useless in front of the cannon!

Compared to the previous disturbances, this was truly a major disaster. The entire crew was in chaos, with countless people crying out in confusion, thinking that alien monsters were terrifying, but now they realized how difficult it was to survive in this chaotic world.

Over two hundred special forces quickly scattered. A single cannon posed no great threat to them, but they hadn't expected the hunters to bring such a powerful weapon secretly.

Sam had slept peacefully the previous night, and what made him even happier was that this mission could still be undertaken. The five of them were observing the filming camp from a distant mountain top, preparing for the night to come. However, they didn't expect a sudden cannon shot from a nearby mountain, followed by a large group of decomposed dark zombies being driven down the mountain, beginning a bloody massacre.

"Boss! What should we do? These dark zombies are so aggressive. Should we help humanity or complete the mission?"

"Don't worry! Let's wait and see. If there's no opportunity, it's best to not help either!" Sam said softly.

"I told you, where did the hunters get that cannon from? It turns out it was the dark zombies. Quick! Let's find a place to hide," urged Hans Hunter as he held Julia Menard. Watching the large group of zombies being driven towards the ancient temple, he had an angry look on his face and shouted, "Hans Hunter! Bring my sword! Does this general look like a pushover to you?"

Clearly, in his eyes, killing these dark zombies that were secretly plotting was more important than being a hero and saving the damsel in distress.

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