Chapter Thirty-One: Kill Without Mercy

  The helicopter landed at a mountain meadow about one kilometer away from the Wolong Manor, and Zhang Hang and his team rushed over the hill, arriving two minutes earlier than Ba Tian at the outer area of the Wolong Manor after a 12-minute sprint, and entered the attacking position.

  Ba Tian arrived at Wolong Manor, their conversation was transmitted to Zhang Hang's ears without a single word being missed. A burst of excitement in his heart, it turned out that this was indeed the lair of the Black Dragon Society, and more importantly, the transaction would take place here as scheduled.

  While they were sorting and transporting the smuggled goods, Situ Jian and Situ Gang, the two brothers, also completed their reconnaissance.

  "Report: eight enemy sentries on the outer perimeter, two mobile sentries, evenly distributed and in close contact with each other. According to observations, their equipment mainly includes Russian-made AN94 assault rifles and AK47 series firearms as well as 92-style pistols. Notably, their communication equipment is specialized gear used by active US Marine Corps, which can effectively resist high-power interference from the military. In short: their equipment is no worse than that of the Flying Tiger brothers, but their combat quality is unknown for now."

  Zhao Zilong's eyes suddenly became stern, with such equipment his combat strength must not be weak, these mobile troops were not taken seriously. What he was worried about was the casualties of the Flying Tiger Team, after all, everyone was comrades-in-arms, and he absolutely did not want to see them suffer heavy casualties.

  It's impossible to not let the Flying Tigers participate in the action, casualties on the battlefield are also a normal thing, as long as there is war, there will be casualties, what I need to consider now is how to minimize the casualties of the Flying Tigers.

  "Attention all units, enter combat state. Mobile troops take out the eight outer sentry posts first. Zhang Hang, you're in charge of those two mobile sentry posts. Ghost, the main gate sentry post is yours to handle. After the battle starts, Flying Tiger Team will press forward and attack. Kill all enemies encountered. Action!"

  Pang Yunfei looked at Zhao Zilong with gratitude, unless he was a fool, he wouldn't not understand that Zhao Zilong was intentionally protecting the Flying Tiger Team.

  Eight members of the mobile squad crept silently to the sentry's side, a dozen hand gestures, and eight figures simultaneously burst forth, their movements astonishingly consistent: left hands covered the sentry's mouth and nose, while right hands held military knives at a 45-degree angle, inserted into his heart from behind.

  The sentry suddenly felt his heart violently pounding without warning, and after a severe pain, he knew nothing else.

  The Flying Tiger team members watched with their hearts racing and cold sweat breaking out. Professional killing techniques, no more than ten seconds apart, a vibrant life was ended in their hands as easily as a small chicken!

  On this side, Zhang Hang quietly guarded the must-pass route of the two mobile sentries. The dagger in his hand emitted a burst of white light that seemed to pierce through people. If it weren't for seeing Zhang Hang enter the ambush site beforehand, the Flying Tiger team members would never have thought of or discovered Zhang Hang hiding like a leopard in the bushes.

  Two patrolling sentries were slowly approaching from the front, this path they didn't know how many times they had walked, several mouse holes in the tree clusters on both sides were all clear to them.

  "Ma Zi, this time the Hei Long Society has made a huge profit. The president also said that we can take advantage of the opportunity to expand our business, and by then, wealth will be pouring in." The speaker was a tall and thin guy.

  "Indeed, thin monkey! The master is truly wise and powerful, with just a small trick, he lured the Flying Tiger Squad out of its lair and made it exhaust itself in a futile effort!" Another pockmarked-faced man responded.

  "Really?" A low voice sounded in their ears.

  "Of course!" they both said in unison.

  No, that voice sounds unfamiliar, the two of them came back to their senses, and with tense eyes they searched around, but found nothing.

  "Thin monkey, is it that we've been too nervous these past two days and misheard?!" Ma Zi asked.

  "Maybe so! After today, I can finally relax and take a good rest!"

  "You can rest now!"; Suddenly, Zhang Hang sprang into the air, his dagger shining brightly as he swung it towards the necks of the two sentries from a strange angle. The entire movement was smooth and agile, like a deer hanging its horns, leaving no trace to be found.

  "Ah, ah!" Two cries.

  An icy dagger drew a beautiful and sinister straight line, taking away two blood arrows.

  Two sentries wore an expression of utter incredulity, and instinctively clutched at their necks. The severed carotid artery spurted out a massive amount of fresh blood; if it could be stopped by hand, what's the use of having doctors?

  Fresh blood spurted out in large quantities, counted in seconds. A few seconds later, when they realized what was happening, their throats could no longer make any sound, and the strength of their entire body quickly drained away with the blood. Their whole body slowly softened and fell to the ground, motionless like a pile of mud.

  They never understood until their death why a black shadow could be hidden in the woods they passed through every day. They didn't see anyone, only a dazzling white light flashing by!

  Now they still keep their eyes open, as if trying to figure out where this white light is coming from and where it's going.

  Lethal white light!

  Fast, fierce, accurate!

  Horror!

  Until they saw Zhang Hang waving at them, Pang Yunfei woke up these stunned brothers and followed him.

  Seeing the large team approaching the mountain villa gate, He Lian Guang's sniper rifle fired.

  More than half of the companion's head next to him was suddenly blown up like a watermelon, and the stench of red blood mixed with white brain pulp flew towards him. "Plop"; in an instant, his face was splattered with it, and some even drilled into his mouth. A wave of nausea, stomach cramps, and he felt like he was going to turn over.

  But before he could even vomit, there was another "bang" sound, and his own head also became the second smashed watermelon. The difference was that the filthy things in his stomach added another color to the small half of his head that remained on his neck!

  A loud gunshot pierced the calm sky, startling the poison offenders who were trading, and also served as a signal for the Flying Tigers and the Mobile Brigade to launch a general attack.

  Zhang Hang and his men charged out like fierce tigers, pouncing on the criminals; the members of the Black Dragon Society scattered in all directions, each fighting for themselves; the mercenary squad from the Ya Teng Group quickly formed a combat unit, using cover to resist.

  Dada dada dada...

  Boom boom boom...

  Suddenly, gunfire erupted inside Woh Long Manor.

  Lei Zhenfeng slapped his forehead, and the unease in his heart came from this. He sighed: "What's destined to come has finally arrived! Brothers, since the cops have found us, what do you think we should do?"

  "There's nothing to be afraid of, they come one by one and we'll kill them one by one, if they come in pairs, we'll kill them in pairs!"

  "No big deal, I'll just fight it out with them! After 18 years, another good fellow emerges."

  The usually silent Ba Tian grabbed an AK-47 and shouted: "Let's go, kill the son of a bitch!"

  The chaotic footsteps and urgent shouting gradually faded from near to far, eventually being completely drowned out by the sound of gunfire.

  "Oh, are they all Flying Tigers?"; Carter smiled and patted Lei Zhen's shoulder: "Don't worry, Captain, we've got this. It's an honor for us to fight alongside you!"

  On the surveillance screen, the Flying Tiger team members seemed to have suddenly emerged from underground, and a small team with different uniforms rushed in with them.

  The team members brought by Carter are obviously stronger than the brothers of Heilonghui, and when they encounter the sudden change just now, they can remain calm and organize a counterattack in the shortest time.

  Carter's words and the strength shown by his mercenary squad slightly comforted Lei Zhenfeng's heart, but the mysterious troops in the scene made his heart tighten again, now he can only listen to fate.

  Thinking of this, his brain suddenly appeared in the helicopter that had been parked on top of the villa.

  For the first time, I had the idea of escaping, but suddenly giving up on something I've devoted so many years to was still a bit hard to let go of.

  But compared with one's own life, of course, it is more important to save one's life than to preserve the foundation of an undertaking.

  Forget it, if it doesn't work out, I'll just take a helicopter and leave, anyway the money I have in Swiss banks is enough to spend my later years in peace.

  Lei Zhen's heart was relieved as soon as he thought of this.

  Zhang Hang knocked down six criminals with a series of standard military evasive maneuvers.

  Other members of the motorized unit have automatically formed combat teams and are advancing forward.

  Only Simen Ding held his fire cannon, with his index finger on the trigger, "da da da" just like that, swaggering into the main gate of Wulong Manor.

  The Flying Tigers' members didn't fall behind either and rushed forward in a flurry.

  However, they were hit by a precise strike from the mercenary squad, and the Flying Tigers' offensive was suddenly blocked, and casualties began to appear.

  Persimmons must be picked when they're soft!

  Bullets of sin whizzed past each person's ear, and at this moment, the god of death was so close to everyone!

  "The enemy has foreign mercenaries, the Flying Tigers are in the rear, be careful to hide, and the rest of the team launches a full attack." Zhao Zilong shouted into the earpiece, raised his hand to point at an enemy, and led the charge.

  The Flying Tigers and the Motorized Troops' difference in combat power was fully demonstrated at this time. The Flying Tigers, who were being suppressed, only had defensive power and had no counterattack power. On the other hand, the members of the Motorized Troops were not affected at all, and they continued to advance in an orderly manner.

  Bullets flying all over the sky can never keep up with their pace, falling behind them, constantly splashing up huge dust.

  Although Pang Yunfei was full of resentment on his face, he still resolutely executed Zhao Zilong's order and organized his brothers to launch an attack within their power.

  On the battlefield, the strong are respected, it's not a place for showing off. Even if there is only a slight difference in strength between the two sides, it can be enough to decide life and death. Such a large-scale and intense gun battle was unprecedented for the Flying Tiger team, and Pang Yunfei would not be foolish enough to prioritize being heroic over his brothers' lives.

  "Rat-a-tat, rat-a-tat"; The two brothers, Situ, held their assault rifles and fired in short bursts, the shockwaves from the bullets whizzing past them having no effect on their aim, each shot hitting its mark.

  Zhang Hang's score has risen to twelve, which means that from the start of the gun battle until now, he has already killed twelve enemy soldiers.

  Twelve bullets, every shot is fatal!

  Smoke billows from Wulong Manor, gunfire erupts as they float by. The mercenary squad has also fully engaged with the motorized troops.