Chapter 1: Jungle Battle

  "Bang! Bang! Bang!......"

  Inside the dense jungle, bursts of AK47 fire echoed from time to time, mixed with the rustling sound of branches and leaves being brushed aside. The gunfire was sometimes distant, sometimes near. Six special forces soldiers wearing the green camouflage uniform unique to their country, armed to the teeth, were retreating eastward. This was a failed mission, although they had taken out fourteen times their number in enemy fighters. From less than two hundred meters away in the jungle, a multitude of footsteps and the barking of hunting dogs could be heard.

  The enemy leader kept bellowing, directing wave after wave of encirclement and pursuit.

  Several special soldiers' camouflage uniforms were stained with more or less blood, and the bloodstains mixed with mud and grass, leaving traces of gunpowder on their faces.

  "Calling Wolf Head... Calling Wolf Head..." One of the special squad members running, occasionally shouting through the walkie-talkie. But in response to his voice, except for the humming sound of electricity in the earpiece, that voice they had always regarded as a lifeline never appeared again.

  "What's going on? Still can't get in touch?" The one asking the question was the captain of this six-man special operations team, codename: Mountain Wolf! Real name: Liu Yuan. He had a short, inch-long haircut, with a scar at the corner of his eye that extended all the way to his ear root. His single eyelid seemed to exude an intense killing aura. He was about 175 cm tall, and from his muscular arms, one could see the explosive power that he possessed, making it impossible for an ordinary person to withstand his quick punch. At 18 years old, he enlisted in the army; at 20 years old, he was selected from a reconnaissance battalion to join a special forces unit directly under a major military region; at 23 years old, he emerged as a standout and entered this elite strike team composed of top-notch personnel from various major military regions. At 25 years old, he began serving as the captain of the third combat team.

  This time they received a task assigned by their superiors and came to the border between Longguo and Huoguo, the second largest country in Asia, to intercept a transportation team composed of scientists and mercenaries. The transportation team was transporting a batch of biological chemical missile warheads that had just been researched by Longguo. Their destination was Huoguo. If this batch of warheads and the scientists who participated in the research arrived at Huoguo, the consequences would be unimaginable.

  The only fate for traitors is to close their eyes forever. The military district's large team rushed out a plan overnight, first having three combat groups drive these traitors and mercenaries into the jungle, then having an elite special operations group enter the jungle to separate them and defeat them one by one.

  The third combat squadron of the Wolf Special Forces is the most elite special warfare unit in this mission. They will take out these scientists who have defected before they arrive in the Monkey Kingdom and transport the warhead chips back to their country intact.

  The importance of this mission is self-evident. The captain gave a death order before departure, and the task must be completed even if the entire army is destroyed.

  One afternoon, the members of the third squad were still teasing each other in the room when the instructor walked in with a few documents in hand.

  Liu Yuan saw this and gave a few people a signal with his eyes, then quickly stood up: "At attention!"

  "Bang!" After six standard salutes, the instructor waved his hand and said: "There is a document here, which is the task you are about to perform. You have half an hour to read it, and remember to burn it after reading." After finishing speaking, he put down the document in his hand and turned around to leave.

  After the instructor left, Liu Yuan ran to the table by the door and handed out materials to others. The first page of the material had a confidentiality level of three A's printed on it.

  "Top-secret national document!" Liu Yuan's heart secretly cursed, they hadn't received this kind of task in almost a year. He quickly scanned the documents, memorized the important information, and took out his lighter to burn them. As he carelessly looked up, he found that a soldier had already started burning the documents. Liu Yuan couldn't help but smile to himself: "This kid."

  The first person to burn materials is naturally the protagonist of this book: Yun Mo Yu.

  Yun Mo's height is 178, which is already the limit of the special forces' height requirement. His weight is 70 kg, and his body shape is slightly inverted triangle. However, he doesn't have a deformed body like Arnold Schwarzenegger. He has thick eyebrows, big eyes, high nose bridge, thin lips, sharp facial features, fair skin, and a piercing gaze that makes him look like a leopard ready to pounce on its prey at any moment, rather than a pretty boy.

  "Liu Da! You're one step behind me again." Yun Moyu smiled and waved the documents in his hand, which had almost been burned to ashes.

  Liu Yuan flicked his lips and said nothing, starting to burn the documents in his hand quickly. The others also burned this precious but had-to-be-burned document one after another.

  Half an hour later, a group of six people led by Liu Yuan arrived at the armory, where they received their equipment. In this special forces unit, equipment was not divided by nationality. The armory contained not only the domestically developed 03-style automatic rifle, but also the most advanced weapons from various countries. Liu Yuan walked up to a shelf and scanned the array of firearms on display. He ultimately chose the HK416, a German-made automatic rifle based on the US military's M4A1. Its short length, high accuracy, stable recoil, and lightweight design made it an instant favorite among special forces units worldwide. The handgun he chose was still the domestically produced 92-style pistol, a source of national pride.

  Yun Moyu glanced at all the firearms and chose a domestically-made 03-style automatic rifle, an M200 sniper rifle, and one *.

  Liu Yuan came up behind Yun Mo Yu and patted his shoulder: "You always bring 2 rifles, aren't you tired?"

  "Haha... haha... one more gun means one more life, right?" Yun Moyu replied with a silly smile.

  The other members of the third squad were also nonchalant, except for a tall and thin member who carried an M14 sniper rifle and gave Yun Moyu a displeased look. This man was the third squad's sniper, Lone Wolf, whose real name was Zhang Shixiong. He was the soldier who had called out "Wolf Head" earlier. As for this man who always competed with him to be the sniper, Zhang Shixiong could only roll his eyes in frustration. Who would have thought that Yun Moyu's sniping skills were on par with his own, and even showed a tendency to surpass him? Every year during the military district's grand competition, in the sniping event, only these two men received full marks.

  Liu Yuan looked at the crowd and saw that they had almost finished selecting, then led them to receive bulletproof vests, magazines and other necessary items for registration. After that, they came to the dedicated apron of their third combat squadron and waited briefly.

  At this time, everyone began to put on their equipment one by one. Their bodies suddenly increased by more than 20 kilograms of weight, but it didn't bring them any inconvenience in action. For them, these were just routine. The six people held guns that had not been unlocked and sat lazily on the ground, leaning against their backpacks. Yun Mochou took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, handed one to each person, put one in his mouth, lit it, took a deep breath, slowly blew out several smoke rings, and then spat it out with one puff.

  "Ah... refreshing!"

  ……

  "How many cigarettes did you bring this time? Is it enough for us brothers to consume all the way?" asked Lone Wolf.

  "Haha, I have three cigarettes in my backpack, which the old man sent over last week. It's enough for us to smoke like a few hungry wolves. Hehe...". Yun Moyu took another drag of his cigarette, ignoring the envious eyes of others, and tightened his backpack, patting it twice, muttering to himself: "Equivalent exchange! No other discussion!"

  "I'll screw your grandfather..." Liu Yuan cursed with a smile, although they weren't unable to afford cigarettes. It's just that Yun Moyu always brought a lot of cigarettes on missions and never hesitated to share them generously, so much so that everyone felt it was unnecessary to bring their own, as long as Yun Moyu had some. This had become a habit until he suddenly started playing the equivalent exchange game. Who could forget last time when Tang Wen, the first female freak of the armory's modification department and Lone Wolf's mistress, secretly gave him a sniper scope just before they set out on their mission? Yun Moyu knew it was good stuff at a glance. When everyone had been stuck in the jungle for two days and Lone Wolf couldn't bear the silence without cigarettes anymore, he reluctantly exchanged his scope with Yun Moyu, who had a wolf-like gaze, for a pack of Ligang cigarettes!

  Others who heard Yun Moyu's words also looked at him with indignation, for they had lost many good things to this guy who used cigarettes to swindle them. If it weren't for the fact that there were no cigarettes for sale in the army and they were accustomed to Yun Moyu's generosity with his cigarettes, they wouldn't have been so angry but unable to speak out at the time of departure. It's worth noting that sometimes cigarettes can be like a third life to them, and after intense battles, a cigarette can ease all the unfavorable factors pressing on their minds.

  Just as they were chatting, the sound of a helicopter rotor came from afar, "Dadada...". Liu Yuan stood up and looked into the distance, from a small black dot to an increasingly larger armed helicopter, shouting: "Get ready to depart!"

  Everyone stood up and made a final check...

  Back to the jungle...

  An RPG rocket landed less than five meters behind the crowd, and the shockwave rolled up, knocking Yunmou Yu over: "Damn it!" He spat out the mud and sand in his mouth, shook his head, turned around without aiming, and fired three shots in a row. It was unclear whether he was unlucky or hadn't burned incense before going out. The two enemies who had just exposed their heads were shot in the head by the incoming bullets, and they didn't even have time to let out a "ah" before falling softly to the ground.

  Yun Mo Yu was also stunned for a moment, then smiled: "Grandma's, full marks for blind shooting!" Then followed the squad and continued on the retreat route.

  "Calling Wolf Head... Calling Wolf Head... Please respond... Over!" Lone Wolf ran while repeatedly shouting anxiously into the walkie-talkie. But the only response he got was the humming of electricity, nothing else. He looked at Liu Yuan beside him with a helpless gaze and shook his head heavily.

  "Ghost wolf!" Liu Yuan shouted without turning his head.

  "Captain!"

  Taking a glance at the enemy getting closer and closer behind them, Liu Yuan said: "You and Yun Mochou switch positions, and set up some trap thunderbolts along the way. We can't keep being chased like this, everyone's ammo is running low. We need to find a place to rest and regroup."

  "Yes!" The Ghost Wolf stopped in his tracks and exchanged a glance with Yunmou Yu, who pulled out an unopened pack of Red Tower Mountain cigarettes from his pocket and tossed it to the Ghost Wolf. The Ghost Wolf smiled silently, then handed over his last two clips to Yunmou Yu, smiling as he said: "This time you got a bad deal, two clips for just one pack of smokes."

  Yun Mò Yu's lips moved, but he didn't say anything. His eyes revealed a complex expression. He wasn't reluctant to part with a pack of cigarettes; rather, he knew that at such close range, it wouldn't be difficult for the Ghost Wolf to set up some traps. If they wanted to set up traps and then shake off their pursuers, it would almost be impossible. Originally, Yun Mò Yu hadn't intended to use a pack of cigarettes to exchange for anything, but he understood the Ghost Wolf's meaning. These two clips were useless to him now; everyone was running low on ammunition, having consumed most of it over the past three days. At this point, whoever could come up with two more clips would have an extra chance at survival. This was the last thing the Ghost Wolf could do for Yun Mò Yu as his brother.

  Biting back the tears in her eyes, Yun Mochou, codenamed Snow Wolf, carefully inserted the magazine into the back of her gun and said: Take care, then turned around and followed Liu Yuan without looking back.

  Boom! Boom! Boom!

  A series of explosions echoed through the air, and the footsteps behind them gradually faded away. Liu Yuan knew that the remaining five people finally had time to catch their breath.

  "Brother! We will come back and take you home." Liu Yuan said softly to himself.

  "Captain, there's a cave here!" Following the one-eyed wolf's pointing, on the side of the mountain, there was a small cave about half a person high, covered by weeds. If you didn't look carefully, it would be absolutely difficult to find.