Chapter 18

  It's too much! This time the bullet density is far higher than last time, Shao Hui shouted loudly with his arms covering his head in the pit, and the snowflakes stirred up by the bullets poured into it, soon Shao Hui was almost buried alive.

  At this angle, Zuo Ming could issue death warrants to at least three people. Those three people were currently unaware that a god of death was staring at them from afar, and they were frantically shooting towards the mountain slope. Zuo Ming could even see their red-hot gun barrels through his scope. He aimed the crosshairs at one person's head, and with his right index finger slightly exerting force, he pressed the trigger to the second stage, but stopped moving, frozen in indecision. To kill or not to kill - his mind was in turmoil. There were reasons to kill, because they were enemies; there were also reasons not to kill, because at this moment, they did not pose a threat to their side's safety. At that moment, the image of the old man kneeling under his gun and kowtowing appeared before his eyes, and he hesitated for a moment before slowly withdrawing his finger. The spring inside the gun made a soft sound as the trigger was released.

  The war lasted for more than 20 minutes, and the opponent felt that it was meaningless to continue fighting aimlessly. They used a crazy shot as cover to get on the vehicle and flee wildly. Zhao Zhenghao calmly checked the battlefield and found that the opponent had left only a few rifles in their panic, while the bodies of his companions were all taken away.

  This is a well-trained and very united team. He said silently in his heart.

  All team members stared at the vehicle leaving in silence, enjoying the eerie feeling brought to them by this sudden quietness.

  With a thud, a large chunk of snow that had been pounded into submission finally gave way to the weight and fell down, landing on top of another pile of snow. Slowly, there was movement in the snow pile, at first just slight stirrings, but eventually the entire pile was overturned, revealing a snowy white figure. Before the figure could make its next move, Left Ming's voice came through the earpiece: What's up Shao Hui, have you emerged from your cocoon?

  Shao Hui didn't respond, instead using his hand to dig into his ear and then violently shaking his head, causing his black hair to be exposed. He quickly put on the white hat from behind his neck, but the snow inside the hat fell onto his head. He opened the hat again, brushed off the snow, and closed it. He carefully crawled to the edge of the pit and looked down. Shao Hui was like a chameleon, disappearing into thin air.

  At this moment, no matter who it was, whether near or far, observing carefully, all that could be seen was a snowy mountain with no one on it. Ten minutes later, the team sent Zhou Yan and Wu Yan to investigate. The two well-trained scouts descended the mountain silently and immediately sent out a safety signal. After the team members went down the mountain, Zhao Zhenghao signaled for the two scouts who were still on high alert to retreat.

  He turned around, intending to head back, but was grabbed by Shao Hui, who whispered:

  What's going on? Are we leaving?

  Later, I'll do something! Zhao Zhenghao pushed away Shao Wei's hand and picked up a stone from the ground, suddenly throwing it into the courtyard of the town government. Immediately, a crashing sound came from inside, which was the sound of shattering glass. Zhao Zhenghao glared at the town government with eyes full of bloodshot, and slapped his hands together forcefully:

  Let's go! Let's go back!

  The nights here are a place where death gods gather, he might be a death god, you might be a death god, and I might also be a death god, although I don't want to kill people.

  The base was some distance from the town, and although this distance wasn't very long, it was entirely possible to be taken by Death himself halfway if they weren't careful. They decided to camouflage their vehicle with a net and continue driving back in the dark with their lights off.

  When they arrived at the base, it was already after 4 am. Su Yuesong and office clerk Xiao Zhang were standing here to greet them. When Xiao Zhang saw off the team members returning to their rooms, he suddenly realized that when he looked back, they blended in with the surrounding environment, only then did he understand the purpose of the white cloth. The team members dragged their tired bodies back into the room, took off their equipment, and fell onto the bed without even changing clothes, starting to snore immediately. Su Yuesong instructed Xiao Zhang to have the cafeteria prepare breakfast for them whenever they woke up. Xiao Zhang nodded as he looked at the row of footprints, remembering his past prejudices against soldiers and feeling a twinge of guilt in his heart.

  The next day at noon, Su Yuesong handed a bullet to the team members. This bullet was picked up by Yin Mo during reconnaissance yesterday. Shao Hui took over the bullet and sucked in a cold breath: Dum-dum bullet? Didn't this kind of bullet disappear long ago?

  Dum-dum bullet, with a semi-open head and lead core outside, was explicitly prohibited in regular warfare by the Hague International Peace Conference as early as 1899. This is because such bullets are extremely cruel, causing wounds that cannot be sutured or treated like those from a Mitsubishi razor blade, resulting in a high mortality rate among wounded soldiers. War is nothing but violent behavior to achieve certain goals; if a certain level of violence can achieve this goal, why increase unnecessary casualties? Therefore, humans have been working hard to reduce casualties and even war, but until now, war is still ubiquitous, and the number of human deaths continues to rise. This dum-dum bullet can prove all this very well.

  It seems we really had a narrow escape yesterday! Kong Haotian exclaimed as he looked at the bullet.

  No, Shao Hui put the bullet in his pocket. Yesterday's battle was at most a small-scale ambush. The enemy was in the open and we were in the dark, and they didn't plan to fight a protracted war either. Moreover, our sniper played a dominant role, so we should have won easily. If they had come with the intention of killing us all, Shao Hui looked at Kong Huangtian, that would have been a narrow escape from death.

  Mentioning snipers, Zhao Zhenhao patted the rifle behind his back and said to Zuo Ming: To be honest, I was worried about you yesterday. The sniper training of your special police is different from ours, and I was afraid that you couldn't hit the target accurately yesterday.

  As long as I have a gun and a target, I am a sniper! Zuo Ming replied.

  Alright, listen up everyone. Su Yue Song interrupted the team's conversation, don't think that winning this battle means you can start relaxing, they have a grudge to settle and who knows if this battle is just the beginning, the tough part might be coming later. Clean up, I'll treat you all to lunch at noon.

  Banners and flags block out the sky's light

  Once was BMW's golden saddle

  The strings sing, the drum sounds majestic

  Heavy snow covers the high building and blocks the mountain pass.

  Whose young man is this?

  Eight hundred iron riders burst forth in a frenzy of barbarian ferocity

  The bow is bent, the arrow is set against the blue sky.

  A long song echoes across ten thousand miles, locking in the beauty of rivers and mountains!

  It's not a lie to say that special forces are also human, walking out of the rain of bullets intact and winning victory. This kind of great happiness, pride and satisfaction can only be possessed by those who have tasted blood on the blade. The soldiers on the battlefield and the title of martyr are only one second apart. The day of reunion with family members may have to wait for several years or even next life. If there was no sacrifice, this happiness would be the most intense in the world, and the heroic spirit it produces would also be the most tragic.

  Su Yuesong smiled and said to the old director: "Old brother, did you hear that? This is our troop's military song!" The old director closed his eyes, listened carefully, and nodded along with the rhythm: "I seem to have seen the scene of the vast desert, thousands of horses galloping, and the heroic spirit of Huo Qubing. It's really tragic and magnificent!" Su Yuesong laughed loudly and said: "Haha, old brother, let's go! Let's invite these kids to a big feast!"