Chapter Sixteen: Shock and Universal Enmity

  Half a month has passed, and the large amount of funds injected has quickly built up the base. A wall with electrified wire mesh surrounds the entire arsenal's surface area, which is now twice as large as before. A small stimulant processing plant was built on top of the arsenal. The daily output makes Hu Hai very happy.

  That day, the Wolf Head who had disappeared for half a month finally returned with a task briefing. The Lame Wolf led him on a tour of the entire base and, seeing the satisfied look on the Wolf Head's face, secretly took him to a storage room in the arsenal.

  He casually opened a wooden box, and inside, dozens of M1911s were neatly arranged. Lang Tou almost pounced on them - these were good stuff from the 20th century that had been through the Vietnam War; even one of them leaking out would be a treasure coveted by collectors!

  It seemed like he had expected Wolf Head to be this way, and the remaining wolves picked up the task report that he had casually thrown away and returned to the conference room.

  "This time, our task is very easy, everyone take a look at the satellite pictures." In the conference room, 14 team members sat neatly around the long table on both sides listening to the captain's mission briefing. The hands moved quickly manipulating the notebook controlling the data on the big screen with the laser pointer in hand.

  "Our mission objective is Hongma Island, three hours later, Mountain Eagle will parachute us onto the southern shore of Hongma Island. Within 30 minutes, I want you to destroy the airport on Hongma Island, intelligence shows there are 100 defenders on the island, not one left, make sure your hands and feet are clean! Then Mountain Eagle will take us to Nanwei Island, continue the destruction. Any questions?" asked Lang Hu.

  "No! We guarantee to complete the task!" Everyone replied in unison, their loud roar making everyone's eardrums itch.

  Seemingly satisfied with everyone's high morale, the commander-in-chief held up the mission briefing and said, "Alright, mission confirmed. Boarding in three hours. Prepare ample high-explosive bombs. Dismissed!" Everyone quickly stood at attention before dispersing to rush into their designated armory to choose suitable equipment.

  Three hours later, a Chinook CH-47 flew low over Vietnam's coastline towards Hon Mo Island.

  "Captain, arrived above the target, preparing to parachute." The mountain eagle finished reporting, and the cabin door was opened. 12 team members jumped down in a row at an altitude of 1000 meters, and the black round parachutes burst open instantly. Not alarming the garrison on the island at all.

  Under the moonlight, a robust black figure dragged a backpack and climbed ashore. His dark pupils cautiously scanned the shore, and after confirming it was safe, he pulled out a triple-barreled machine gun from the water and set it up on a rock.

  The chicken eye lightly tapped the headset, confirming safety, and the residual wolf led the remaining team members to start landing. In just three minutes, a fan-shaped firepower circle was formed. The residual wolf looked at the crowd, stretched out his right hand with three fingers horizontally pushed, waited for everyone to nod and understand, then pointed two fingers at his own eyes, and then nodded towards AK brothers. The two brothers nodded to indicate that they had received it and picked up their rifles to make a vanguard.

  A crowd of people made their way through a grove of coconut trees and lay in wait outside the airport's perimeter. The large airport had only three or five old planes parked there, with almost no sentries on duty.

  The pliers made a face at their own captain, and with the quality of the garrison here, it's likely that even three people from the squad could wipe out the entire island.

  Zan Lang didn't dare to be careless, that thing could take lives. He stretched out his finger and pointed at the monkey and the madman, the two of them smiled knowingly and drew out their bayonets, sneaking past those several sentries.

  Two minutes later, a light knocking sound came from everyone's earphones. After confirming that the two brothers had taken care of all the guards, the remaining people swaggered into the airport. Pliers began installing explosives with Hua Tuo and Rattlesnake at various locations in the airport, and the oil depot was even stuffed with two timed bombs.

  As they approached the barracks, Wild Boar and Chicken Eye each aimed their machine guns at the front and back doors. Amidst the crowd's sinister laughter, AK Brothers and Monkey began firing grenades inside. With the deafening explosions, groups of disheveled soldiers ran out, including two women mixed in among them.

  The M249 of the wild boar rang out, and the row of people were mowed down like wheat, trembling and falling. The chicken-eye fire god cannon roared and spun around, a spinning flame tongue beating the unarmed soldiers into pulp. Others stood by, watching leisurely, the outcome of the battle already very clear.

  Having seen enough, the lone wolf activated his communicator and began calling for Mountain Eagle. The entire battle lasted no more than 30 minutes before it was over, with the helicopters roaring as they flew off towards South Wēi Island.

  Half an hour later, a violent explosion occurred on Hongmao Island, and the airport's oil depot was detonated, destroying nearly half of the airport facilities.

  At this time, the VX special warfare team led by Lang Wolf had already parachuted to the northeast of Nanwei Island, where there was a 14-meter-deep natural harbor. The harbor was filled with various fishing boats and warships. In the quiet depths of night, no one noticed that more than ten black shadows were sticking high-explosive bombs onto the keels of each fishing boat.

  Before long, the crowd quietly crawled ashore from the water. This is different from Hongma Island, and there are about 500 garrison troops on Nanwei Island. On the island, a wireless transmission tower, helicopter pad, airport, and a 600-meter-long concrete runway have been built. There are also two docks on the southeast side. These must be destroyed first, otherwise, if even a little information is leaked out, Team VX can only choose to retreat.

  In a dense grove of coconut trees, more than ten people were listening to Can Lang's orders.

  "Pliers, your mission is the heaviest, you must destroy both the wireless transmission tower and the air station before the enemy discovers. Pliers hesitated for a moment, patted Hua Tuo and Rattlesnake, then nodded to Lone Wolf."

  "AK, Monkey, Crazy, you two teams take control of the two docks for me. As long as someone boards the ship, blow it up. OK?" "OK!" The four men received their orders and began to sneak towards their designated targets.

  "There are only five of us left, the Vietnamese naval command is on this island, except for the highest commander, not a single one will be spared! This is a 5 million yuan deal" After finishing speaking, Can Lang led the four men to ambush near the barracks, waiting for Zhang's signal.

  "Knife, there are three scouts in the southeast direction. You and Accurate Star work together to take them out, otherwise I'll be discovered." The crowd waiting patiently was somewhat surprised by Pliers' report, not expecting the opponent to have set up hidden scouts.残 Wolf waved his hand for Knife to bring Accurate Star over.

  Five minutes later, with a string of explosions, the wireless transmission tower and air station were blown up one after another in an instant. The explosion startled the inner guards of the command center, and a group of soldiers rushed out quickly. That reaction speed was almost as fast as his own squad!

  "Head, it's Vietnam's special forces!" The sharp-eyed wild boar shouted at Can Lang.

  "Give me a kill! Not one is allowed to escape! Monkeys! You four, blow up all the ships and come back immediately!" Seeing the angry wolf, the chicken's eyes seemed to think of something and the flame god cannon in his hand whirred and rotated, spewing out flames. The wild boar also showed no weakness, using the M249 to make long-range shots at the enemy army one after another.

  The four monkeys also heard the captain's anger in their earpieces, and they didn't dare to delay. They pressed down on the ignition switch and approached the lone wolf amidst a series of explosions.

  This group of Vietnamese special forces trained by the Chinese back then are really not skilled, many tactical movements are not in place. At first, they could still rely on their numbers to suppress the three wolves, but after the four brothers joined, the firepower was basically even.

  After finishing a 200-round drum, he swiftly pulled down another one from his waist and continued to fire in short bursts. In the scope, the chests of enemy soldiers exploded one by one from behind, with the 7.62mm bullets harvesting the despicable lives of these Vietnamese monkeys with an inexplicable anger of Lao Lang.

  After jumping into a shooting dead angle, the lone wolf took out a spare 20-round magazine and assembled it with a fragmentation grenade using his gloves. He then bit off the safety pin and threw it out fiercely. With a loud roar, more than a dozen special forces soldiers were shredded by the flying shrapnel and exploding bullet fragments.

  An hour later, with the help of 40mm grenades, all enemies were finally eliminated. Knife dragged his arm with a hole in it and punched the remaining wolf with one fist!

  "You damn idiot! You're the captain! Who told you to be impulsive?! You almost got the whole squad killed!" The still fuming Knife was held back by Chick Eye.

  "Do you know why Lang Huo is so furious?" Ji Yan asked in a low voice.

  "This troop's predecessor was the one that notoriously injured Chinese female soldiers during the Sino-Vietnamese War! Are you blind?!" Ji Yan finished speaking and pulled Hua Tuo over to bandage him, then asked Can Lang for further instructions.

  The dagger was stunned and didn't say anything, lowering his head to start pressing the intercom to call Mountain Eagle.

  "Pick out the corpses with tattoos, cut off their heads and line them up for me!" The residual wolf seemed to have ignored the knife's punch, turned around and grabbed a corpse at his feet, pointing at a peculiar tattoo on its arm.

  Just now, the sound of the chicken eye was small, but everyone heard it. So there was no objection to the somewhat arbitrary command of the residual wolf, and they all drew out their own knives and started selecting.

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  A Chinook CH-47 took off, leaving behind a row of neatly arranged human heads on the airport runway. Inside the plane, a group of young soldiers stepped on a fat middle-aged man as they returned to their base.

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  My wife is back today, I need to accompany her well, so for the next three days, there will be one update per day. Sorry about that, everyone! I'll make up for it later, hehe...