Chapter Ninety-Five Flying Library Web

  A group of people walked completely on foot, light and fast. They continued walking in one direction for over ten kilometers before stopping at a slope. The slope was lush with grass and trees, while below it flowed a small river, its water gurgling.

  "Fang Ling Tian said in a low voice: 'Intelligence from above has come, the American Death Squad will launch a surprise attack on the engineering team at 3 o'clock tonight. Their mission this time is to destroy large facilities and assassinate three main high-level engineers.'"

  Zhang Jun asked: "Since the other side will launch a surprise attack on the engineering team, why did we run outside to meet the enemy? And how do we know that the Death Squad must pass through this slope?"

  Fang Ling Tian pointed to the river below and said, "Within a hundred kilometers of the camp, there are large radar stations. Once the enemy's aircraft enters this area, it will be exposed. So their best option is to land one hundred kilometers away and then transport large amounts of explosives and weapons through the river channels. This is the only choice."

  Zhang Jun nodded and said, "So that's how it is."

  Fang Lingtian and others hid in the river to search for ambushes, set up mechanisms, and then eight people lay in wait in the grass on both banks of the river.

  As soon as the man lay down, Zhang Jun heard a "buzzing" sound in his ears. His eyes scanned around and found countless mosquitoes flying back and forth, with many large ones among them. It was likely that being bitten by one of them would be very itchy.

  The mosquitoes in Africa are notorious for their ferocity and toxicity, one bite can cause a big swelling that leaves red spots which won't disappear for dozens of days, the local Chinese workers suffer greatly from this.

  Even if Zhang Jun had never been a soldier, he knew that once he lay in ambush, he had to keep quiet, so now he could only stare at the mosquitoes flying around him until the first mosquito bit him.

  He wore a tight-fitting shirt with good elasticity and thin fabric, but it couldn't withstand the invasion of large mosquitoes. His calf was bitten in several places soon. He glanced at others sideways and found that they were all motionless. When the mosquito bit them, the bitten part would vibrate slightly, and the mosquito would be shaken to death.

  Witnessing this scene, Zhang Jun couldn't help but roll his eyes. Indeed, they were a group of formidable and powerful men who had mastered their skills to the point where they could achieve the state of 'a feather cannot be added to the body, and mosquitoes cannot land'.

  However, he was also inspired and tried to use this method to kill mosquitoes. He introspected himself, mobilized his qi and blood. He had long been able to move his qi and blood, and with the guidance of a superior and accompaniment in practice, his grasp of qi and blood was extremely precise.

  After practicing for over ten minutes, he gradually found the knack. With a thought, the muscles and blood in certain parts of his body began to stir. First, it was his ears, which slowly flapped back and forth before tightly sticking to his face, just like a pig's ears.

  The muscles on his face could then contract rapidly and violently, producing a strong force. When a mosquito landed on his face, he would twitch his facial skin, and the mosquito would be slapped away, flying far into the water.

  In this way, he continued to exert his strength to swat the mosquitoes, and gradually felt that the power in his body suddenly "opened up". It was a wonderful feeling, just like when he learned to ride a bicycle as a child, at first he couldn't learn no matter what. But when he really rode alone for a while, he found out it was actually easy.

  At this time, Zhang Jun was like this. He suddenly found the key and could mobilize all his strength. In professional terms, he had practiced his power thoroughly and smoothly.

  "Puff puff puff!"

  The mosquitoes were constantly shaken off and none of them could bite him. It was also the misfortune of these mosquitoes that they encountered such a group of ruthless people, all of whom brought about their own destruction.

  Zhang Junlian practiced until later, feeling that he was about to touch a mysterious realm, but at this time, a strange noise came from the front. In an instant, everyone's body was full of energy, staring intently at the front.

  Under the starlight, they saw two small boats coming hastily, each with five or six people on board. They were all tall and strong white men, advancing while closely watching the movements on both banks of the river, their eyes as sharp as eagles or hawks.

  Zhang Jun also concentrated his spirit and was full of energy, ready to launch a fatal blow at any time.

  The boat was getting more and more powerful, when it passed through the position where many people were ambushing, Fang Ling Tian suddenly pulled a mechanism. A steel cable popped up from the bottom of the water and instantly blocked the bow of the boat. The small boats behind collided with the front boat, making a dull sound.

  The people on the boat were shocked and didn't change, jumping into the water at the first time. The dense gunfire also sounded from the grass bushes on both sides, with seven micro-assault rifles firing simultaneously, instantly injuring five or six people, and the rest fell into the water.

  "Get moving!"

  Fang Ling Tian gave a loud order, and everyone jumped into the water at once, launching a massacre against the enemy.

  Zhang Jun's swimming skills were not great, so he jumped up like a big monkey and then directly stepped on someone's head in the water. This kick was incredibly powerful, bursting out instantly with the force of his descent.

  "Crack!"

  A white man's head was trampled and exploded, and his body floated in the river. His body also borrowed strength to soar into the air, then fell towards the second person. Under the starlight, his vision was not affected at all, and he could see clearly, with extremely accurate footwork.

  As he was about to land for the second time, the person below suddenly burst out, his body rushing up from the water, a dagger stabbing straight at Zhang Jun's lower body.

  At the critical moment of life and death, Zhang Jun let out a soft shout, and unexpectedly exerted his silk-reeling strength in his legs. With a flash and a wrap, he resolved the opponent's attack. Then, he bowed his body and dropped his elbow, with his elbow hitting the opponent's skull like a cannonball, directly blasting their head.

  Zhang Jun was the first to fly and kill with a direct hit, so he was the fastest. When he killed two people, the remaining seven were just encountering the enemy.

  No wonder they are the strong and fierce warriors, as soon as they came up, they were like withering grass, in just over ten seconds, they had killed the enemy one after another, not a single one escaped.

  Zhang Jun also fell into the water at this time, he specifically targeted those seriously injured white people, went up and directly broke the opponent's waist eye with one finger, or blinded both eyes of the opponent, making them completely lose their combat effectiveness.

  Half a minute later, Team B landed ashore, while in the river were eleven white corpses floating downstream with the current.

  Fang Ling Tian smiled and patted Zhang Jun's shoulder, saying: "Well done!"

  As soon as he finished speaking, a "tutu" sound suddenly came from afar, and two dazzling white lights shone over from the distance.

  Fang Ling Tian's face changed, and he cursed: "Damn it, it's a helicopter! Quick, take cover!"

  Everyone immediately crawled into the bushes and covered themselves with camouflage. At this time, two super-bright searchlights shone onto the river, illuminating a dozen or so corpses floating in the water.

  A few seconds later, two helicopters began to pour down a rain of bullets. The machine guns on the helicopter were all large-caliber and extremely powerful, capable of cutting a person in half with one shot.

  Zhang Jun felt the ground nearby "popping" and vibrating, which was the sound of bullets piercing the sand. At this moment, he felt a slight tightening in his right waist, and subconsciously rolled to the left.

  "Plop!"

  He had just left when a bullet hit the position where he was hiding. And he was exposed, a dazzling spotlight shone on him.