Chapter 4: Dark Loss

  Long Dí waited until Long Xing was ready, then with a wave of his military saber, using the old vehicles on both sides as a springboard, he jumped up to over two meters high and swung his hand and knife towards Long Xing.

  Long Xing saw this and raised his general's knife to block it. After that, he kicked out with one foot, the direction of which was precisely Long Ji's head. Just as the foot was about to kick Long Ji's skull, a hand suddenly stretched out between the leg and the head, barely blocking the kick. Then Long Ji punched out, but Long Xing withdrew his right leg and used his left leg to kick away the incoming fist.

  In this way, the two of them turned every part of their bodies into a weapon and violently attacked each other. They exchanged blows, parried and counterattacked... back and forth, nearly a hundred rounds had passed, yet there was still no outcome. Although there was no outcome, Long Di became increasingly frightened as he fought on. He knew that if it came down to physical strength, he was absolutely no match for Long Xing. After all, Long Xing was just twenty years old, while he himself was already over forty. As the saying goes, "fists fear youth", and this was indeed true.

  After a relative punch, the two retreated, bent over, pressing their knees and panting heavily, staring at each other with dead eyes.

  "Hmm, I didn't expect that your martial arts skills have become even more formidable over the past year?" Long Ji looked at Long Xing with a hint of surprise.

  "Thanks to your martial arts skills back then," Long Xing said, also with a proud face. Thanks to these martial arts skills, he was quickly promoted to captain in the special forces.

  "Hmph, that's what I'll do then." Long Ji said as he turned to leave alone, completely ignoring the two who were still engaged in a fierce battle, indeed a man who didn't play by the rules.

  "Wait..." Long Xing knew that now was absolutely no time to let him go.

  "Hmm? Anything else?" Long Ji turned his head and glanced at Long Xing.

  "Are you not taking those terrifying followers of yours away?" Long Xing asked in a puzzled tone, then tilted his head to look at Long Ji.

  "Take them away? Are you kidding me? Those soldiers are the worst, they love doing dirty work behind people's backs. Who knows, maybe your special forces brothers have all been killed by now, they kill without distinguishing between good and bad, only between their own kind." Long Di glanced at Long Xing, seemingly very familiar with the character of American soldiers.

  "What... did you say?"

  "You're right, go back and take a look, maybe they've already started." Long Ji said, then left alone, ignoring Long Xing. As he watched him leave, his expression seemed like that of an old friend saying goodbye.

  Just a few steps away, Long Ji suddenly turned around and said: "Ah, right, today I owe you one favor, I'll remember this favor, and I'll return it in the future." Then, he walked away without looking back, leaving behind a dazed Long Xing.

  Suddenly, Long Xing went crazy and ran back and forth frantically.

  He ran all the way back and returned to the empty battlefield where he had previously been. He found that there were already many soldiers collecting bodies at the scene, but not a single other person was present... even his own comrades were nowhere to be seen.

  Soon, he found the bodies of his teammates, all lined up in a row, twenty in total. Dragon saw this and tears gushed out like a fountain, slowly walking over: "Little Fei, Little Feng, Little Yuan..." Dragon looked at these brothers on the ground, they were all comrades who had gone through life and death together.

  Just as Long Xing was reluctantly looking at his brother, he suddenly seemed to remember something. He pulled the big soldier beside him over and asked loudly, "Tell me, how did they die?" Long Xing's neck muscles bulged out as he shouted.

  Just then, a most inopportune voice came: "Ah, my dear dragon, where were you just now? I thought... Hehe" John walked over at the wrong time and waved his hand at the big soldier before looking at Long Xing.

  "Tell me, how did these brothers die?" Long Xing asked in a furious tone. Because he had just discovered that although the bodies of those brothers were all covered with white cloth, he could still see that they were stained red, and at a glance, it was clear that there were many bullet holes on their bodies.

  "Ah, well, as soon as we rushed out, they were already dead. But those terrorists are all dead too. Ah, dear Long, you've done a great job this time." John looked at Long Xing with a somewhat sarcastic smile.

  "Hmph, you can deceive a ghost." Long Xing let out an angry roar and ignored John, instead focusing on identifying the corpses one by one. It seemed he wanted to see clearly which brothers they were, as if preparing to call out their names: "Little Fei, Little Yuan, Little Feng..." Long Xing muttered to himself in a somewhat dispirited tone, while John watched him coldly from the side, without a hint of sympathy.

  After flipping through a few, Long Xing had an idea and thought to himself: "It's indeed like this." Afterwards, Long Xing came up with a plan and turned around to yell at John: "I want you to send the condolence money to their relatives as quickly as possible..." Then he pushed one of the soldiers behind him towards the consulate, where his sedan was parked.

  John walked away with a sly smile on his face, as if he had just concocted some sinister plot: "Hmph, Dragon Walk, you're next." John muttered to himself before heading towards the consulate.

  Long walked into the consulate and looked at his own car, among the many vehicles in the consulate, it was his car that had been shot with thousands of bullet holes. Looking at his car, Long now had a strong urge to blow up the consulate, but he knew absolutely that this was not the time.

  No nonsense, Long Xing looked at the other car beside him, and with one punch, he smashed the window glass. Then, with another punch, he also smashed the ignition hole. Next, he took out two wires and started fiddling with them. As soon as the car started up, Long Xing stepped on the gas pedal, and the car sped off.

  The Chinese Embassy in Afghanistan, Consul Le Rong is handing a letter of instruction to Long Xingnian, but on the table is a commendation letter. However, Long Xing knew that it was not a commendation letter at all, and just now he had seen that John, that bastard, had accused him again.

  What nonsense about not being able to protect oneself, letting terrorists into the consulate and so on and so forth. In the end, they even revealed that I had gone alone to face the enemy. Long Xing absent-mindedly listened as Le Yong recited the orders from above, but he didn't pay attention to what was being said in the orders. He was only thinking: "This dark loss today is definitely going to be settled, it's just that I remember, humph, Johann, don't let me catch you, once I catch you, you're done for."

  Finally, Le Rong finished speaking and then said seriously to Long Xing: "Long Xing, do you know that you are just an ordinary special forces team captain, how can you make such a low-level mistake? During the period when you needed to command, you actually did something personalistic. Now look at this time, your entire special forces unit has been completely destroyed. What can I say is good about you..."

  "Nothing to say, I know what mistake I made, you can't control me anyway." Long Xing said and snatched the order over, afterwards, looking at the order, Long Xing was somewhat puzzled, he was actually assigned to a team escorting a genetic biochemical engineering serum...

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