"Alright, lift your feet." Zhang Xinghua stood up and patted the soil on his hands as he said casually.
"This…this is it?" Old Pao didn't dare to move. He couldn't believe that it was so simple.
"What else?" Zhang Xinghua smiled. Do I have to calculate for half an hour and prepare for another hour? Don't worry, it won't explode."
"Alright then."
Old Pao hesitated for a moment before closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. He then lifted his leg abruptly!
Whoosh.
A gust of wind blew past, but there was no explosion. There was no movement at all.
Everyone heaved a sigh of relief.
Zhang Xinghua packed his things and swiftly took out all the "strategic resources" from Zheng Sanpao's backpack. He stuffed them into his own backpack and said calmly,""Let's go! Speed up! We have to hurry over."
"Yes, sir!"
The "thorn" battle formation was instantly formed and they rushed towards their destination.
About half an hour later.
Area 0213.
This was the route that the Y Special Forces had to take to return home. The main force would attack the Y Special Forces, while Lone Wolf Team B would be responsible for ambushing the special forces that broke out.
Of course, there was a prerequisite for this--
Xiao Zhuang was lying in ambush at the front, acting as a scout. Deng Zhenhua was wearing a ghillie suit, patiently and meticulously setting up the sniper position. Lao Pao was leisurely burying the mines, not anxious at all.
The rest of them had also found their own ambush points and hid within them, waiting patiently.
Everything was going according to the plan that had been rehearsed thousands of times, waiting for the enemy to arrive!
Waiting was boring, especially aimless waiting. However, for a mature member of the special forces, waiting was the most basic compulsory course.
A special forces member who did not know how to wait would only die faster!
Half an hour, one hour, two hours passed.
The seven of them were like seven statues, lying motionless on the ground. Even when they were admiring the battle between the snake and the rabbit, no one moved.
"Huff huff huff."
The wireless headset that had been silent for two hours finally sounded. It was the alarm from Xiao Zhuang, who was at the front.
The enemy was here!
Everyone perked up and looked in the direction of the enemy through the layers of leaves.
Soon, a small combat team entered everyone's field of vision. There were a total of nine people, two of whom were injured. They were equipped with the standard equipment of the Y Army. There were no heavy weapons, no snipers, and no tactical formations. The entire team was a product of one, three, and three. To sum it up, they could not withstand a single blow!
"Big Tailed Wolf, kill them. The rest of you, protect yourself and kill them at will. Mountain Wolf, don't waste your explosives.”
Zhang Xinghua said in a low voice.
" Alright..." Deng Zhenhua hadn't finished his sentence.
"Whoosh!"
"Puff!"
The sniper rifle with a silencer pushed out the bullet and instantly drilled into the brain of the largest commando. The medium-sized bullet hole gushed out blood.
The Y-side special forces squalled and began to look for cover in a mess. In a hurry, they could not form an effective counterattack at all. They even directly threw the two injured people down, ignoring them.
Just like that, another three people fell to the ground forever. All of them were shot dead in the head.
Plop.
Zhang Xinghua instantly leaped up, removed the camouflage on his back, and kicked his right foot on the tree trunk beside him.
Hualala.
The huge impact sent Zhang Xinghua flying, and the leaves fell down. He exerted force on his waist, and his figure flashed.
"Puff!"
Before a Vietnamese person could react, a bullet had already entered his head. After twitching a few times, he lost all signs of life.
"Da da."
The rest of the Vietnamese people finally reacted and fired dozens of bullets at the spot where Zhang Xinghua had been standing. The tree that Zhang Xinghua had kicked was once again ravaged.
At this moment, Zhang Xinghua had already darted back into the forest. He hid himself and moved toward the Vietnamese special forces soldiers crouching behind the tree.
All was silent.
The Vietnamese special forces shivered as they hid behind cover. They did not dare to show their heads or fight back. If it were not for their identity as soldiers, they might have already started crying.
They were afraid, truly afraid.
They " miraculously " discovered that the Z people were not cowards who only knew how to surrender. They were not poor people with millet and rifles, and they were not " shameless " people who " gave money to repair roads."
Instead, they were a pack of wolves that would not let go of their prey. They were usually docile, but once their dignity was violated, they would launch the fiercest and most fearless attacks!
They would never forget, never forget the most tragic and terrifying attack launched by a dozen ordinary soldiers who knew that they would die, knew that they could not win, and knew that death was coming!
When the bullets ran out, he would throw the stones. When the stones ran out, he would throw the military saber. When the military saber ran out, he would use his hands, feet, mouth, and all other means of attack. He would stand up again and again and charge forward fearlessly without retreating!
They had used this method to protect the messenger and send the message at the cost of everyone's lives. When they saw the messenger fall and the faint smile on his face, they were already afraid.
They were very afraid because they knew that the Z people would not let them off!
As expected.
The wolves came in groups, not giving them any chance to resist. They did not even organize an effective resistance. Everything happened in a flash. When they opened their eyes and closed their eyes, more than forty people died. Only nine people escaped.
However, they never expected that they would still be unable to escape the fate of death!
"Plop."
Zhang Xinghua kicked his legs, and a huge explosive force caused his body to rush to the front of the tree. He twisted and slashed with his backhand.
"Whoosh."
The Vietnamese special forces soldier's terrified eyes entered his field of vision. He wrapped his hands around his neck with all his might, wanting to shout and cry.
"Tsk tsk tsk."
His carotid artery had been cut by Zhang Xinghua, and blood was spraying out at a speed of 800ml per second. No one could save him.
Zhang Xinghua didn't show any mercy. He leaped into the forest again, not letting any blood stain his body.
"Pfft."
"Tsk tsk tsk."
"Kacha."
"Ah, ah, ah!"
"No-"
All kinds of sounds rang out in the forest.
Zhang Xinghua was like a deadly ghost, hunting the prey in the forest.
Some died from singing, some died from having their necks fractured, some died from having their heads cut by a military knife, and some died from pain…They all died in different ways, but Zhang Xinghua was sure that even in his next life, or the next life after that, they would not dare to be enemies with China!
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