He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

Several border guards roared and tried to rush out, but were stopped by their platoon leader, who was lying in a pool of blood.

"Protect...protect...the satellite..."

After saying that, the platoon leader closed his heavy eyes.

He no longer had the strength to stand up.

The moment the platoon leader fell, a soldier rushed out without hesitation, trying to retrieve his body.

There's an old saying in the military: In times of crisis, the squad leader can take a bullet for you.

To this day, these border guards, who may never experience war or bloodshed in their lives, have proven this statement to be true.

Even a platoon leader could take bullets for them!

"Platoon leader!"

The soldiers roared and charged out.

However, just as they peeked out, another sniper shot rang out.

The bullet pierced the soldier's skull instantly, splattering a burst of scarlet blood in mid-air.

"Platoon leader!"

"Zhao Yu!"

The border guards roared, their eyes bloodshot and their gazes bloodshot.

Some people still tried to rush forward, but the squad leader held them back tightly.

"Don't go! No one is allowed to go!"

"They're trying to surround the corpses and then attack the reinforcements!"

What is meant by "surrounding the corpse to attack reinforcements"?

In short, this is an extremely cruel tactic.

This involves one side occupying a high ground or concealed position, taking down a valuable commander of the opposing side, and then using the camaraderie among the opposing side to lure rescuers forward one by one, before shooting them down one by one.

This is like fishing, using one bait to lure more soldiers to their deaths!

"Stop! All of you, stop!"

Just then, a burst of bullets whistled through the air, sending wood chips and grass flying everywhere, pinning the soldiers down so they couldn't lift their heads.

"Fire back! Avenge the platoon leader and Zhao Yu!" the squad leader roared furiously.

No sooner had he finished speaking than another deafening roar echoed from the other side.

--boom!

A grenade exploded with a loud bang.

Soil flew up and stones scattered everywhere.

Many soldiers were seriously injured by this attack, and the two sides immediately engaged in fierce fighting.

Smoke filled the air, and the smell of gunpowder permeated everyone's nose and mouth.

Facing an armed force of unknown origin, the border guards suffered heavy losses in their first combat engagement.

Even so, not a single person deserted.

There are no deserters on China's borders!

"Snow Eagle calling for backup! Snow Eagle calling for backup! We are under attack!"

Urgent and tense communication calls rang out continuously amidst the sounds of gunfire.

—Da da da…!
—Bang! Bang! Bang!
"When will reinforcements arrive? We can't hold on much longer!"

"Special forces! Where are the special forces?! We need backup!"

Under the blazing sun, wisps of hot air visibly swirled above the primeval forest as three WZ-8 attack helicopters roared through the air!

—Whoosh!

—Whoosh!

—Whoosh!

"Fire has been detected in the woods below at the 10 o'clock position. Should we use high-altitude rockets to suppress it?"

The pilot's calm voice echoed through the cabin via walkie-talkie.

Inside the cabin, the fully armed special forces soldiers sat silently on the seats, their expressions wary.

Zhang Beixing glanced at the new recruits, picked up the walkie-talkie, and responded.

“Cancel the launch. The satellite chip is very valuable and contains many important research results. Send me the coordinates of the engagement position, and I will take the lead.”

"Lower the altitude and send me down."

The pilot responded: "Flying Bird One received."

As soon as he finished speaking, the helicopter's altitude began to decrease slowly, just as Zhang Beixing had said, and it quickly flew over the tall forest.

Zhang Beixing raised his fist: "Get ready for the last minute!"

The new recruits immediately sprang into action, bending down to check their weapons and equipment.

Zhang Beixing turned on his walkie-talkie and contacted He Chenguang and Yuan Lang on the other two helicopters.

Zhang Beixing personally led the new recruits of the Xiaolong B team, while He Chenguang and Yuan Lang were respectively in charge of the Red Cell and A teams.

"Falcon, Old A, you will land from the northwest and southwest of the engagement position respectively, completing the encirclement of the satellite landing area. If you encounter any foreign armed forces, kill them without mercy if they resist!"

He Chenguang: "Understood."

Yuan Lang: "Understood."

……

In the jungle, the battle between the outpost soldiers and unidentified foreign armed forces is intensifying.

Bullets whistled, endlessly weaving into a dense web of fire as they hurtled towards the enemy's position.

After the platoon leader was killed, the outpost lost several men in a series of attempts to retrieve the bodies of the platoon leader and his comrades. Finally, the soldiers calmed down amidst the tearful rebuke of their squad leader.

Instead of daring to show themselves, they hid behind cover and kept firing back, gradually leading to a stalemate in the battle.

This was an encounter battle to seize a satellite, and at this point, there were no tactics to speak of.

For the outpost soldiers who lacked combat experience, this was not a bad thing. Otherwise, if they had engaged in a firefight with these foreign armed groups in the jungle, they would probably have been wiped out by now!
Nevertheless, the outpost was still at an extreme disadvantage.

Whether in terms of combat experience or the comparison of weaponry, the hidden foreign armed forces on the other side have a clear advantage over them.

Defeat and sacrifice were only a matter of time.

A sense of tension and anxiety filled the hearts of every soldier.

Meanwhile, the foreign armed group that had maintained the upper hand had an Asian-looking commander who even had time to make a satellite phone call.

"Hey, Mr. Polar Bear, give me ten more minutes, and I'll be able to wipe out these Boy Scouts and successfully obtain China's Beidou satellite chip. Please be patient."

Fluent English conversation came through the phone, spoken in a relaxed tone.

"OK, Chatchai, I trust you completely. You're the mercenary newcomer I value most after Scorpion. Make sure you complete the mission successfully."

Chatchai said coldly, "Don't compare me to Scorpion. He was indeed a respectable senior in his youth, but he was old and died at the hands of the Chinese special forces. At least it didn't tarnish his reputation. If he were still alive, I would show him what it means to be a rising star." The polar bear on the other end of the phone laughed loudly, "Oh, dear Brother Chatchai, it seems you've been holding a grudge about what Scorpion did to you."

“Of course, I will never forget.” Chatchai’s eyes flashed with resentment. “If he hadn’t kidnapped my wife and children, I would never have pointed a gun at my comrades, and I wouldn’t be in cahoots with you snakes now.”

"Haha, I really like the phrase 'a den of snakes and rats'," the polar bear laughed heartily. "Guys like us, who can only live in the filthy sewers forever, can never see the light of day. How apt!"

After laughing, the polar bear paused slightly, lowered its voice, and added in a deep tone.

"I have to remind you, you are now fighting on the border of China. It won't be long before at least a division of troops surrounds you, and special forces will arrive soon as well. You must finish this quickly, my dear brother. I don't want to hear about your death again. After all, one Scorpion is already enough to make me sad."

"Special forces?" Chatchai narrowed his eyes slightly. "Speaking of which, I once had a friend who was also a Chinese soldier, but unfortunately we are now like strangers."

"I will bring the satellite chip back intact. If I can't, then it means I've followed in Scorpion's footsteps."

After speaking expressionlessly, Chachai slammed down the phone.

He turned to one of his trusted men: "Stinger, you have five more minutes. I want to see all the corpses of those people over there!"

"Don't worry, boss!" the blond, blue-eyed henchman grinned maliciously. "The brothers have had enough fun. Taking down those little bugs is just a matter of minutes!"

"I bet those little brats on the other side are scared out of their wits by now, hahaha!"

Just as the mercenaries were about to launch their final attack on the outpost soldiers, one of the three helicopters flew low over the woods, and a dark figure descended from the sky.

The moment the shadowy figure landed, it rolled over to dissipate most of the force, then suddenly pushed off with its toes, creating two clouds of dust on the spot. With a bang, it shot off like an arrow towards the fighting zone!

The Super Soldier Serum has been continuously refined through combat, and has now reached a stage of perfect fusion with Zhang Beixing's body.

In terms of speed alone, Zhang Beixing has already surpassed the cheetah!

Like a camouflage lightning bolt, it flew more than a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye!
Several mercenaries had just gotten up under the cover of howitzers, their M4A1 automatic rifles, standard issue from the United States, gleaming menacingly black in the sunlight.

Suddenly, without any warning, several menacing mercenaries collapsed to the ground unexpectedly!

Blood gushed out, flowing all over the ground.

"who!"

Chachai was startled and looked up in a flash.

A young man dressed in special camouflage combat uniform, with a wolf fang insignia on his shoulder, stood against the light, holding a gleaming silver scalpel, and grinned at him.

"China has always been a hospitable country. Now that you're here, don't leave."

"Hehe, a friend has come from afar..."

Zhang Beixing's eyes were cunning, and his smile gradually turned sinister.

"No matter how far they are, they will be punished!"

Looking at the soldier standing among his men's corpses, holding a delicate scalpel, smiling at him, Chhachai's eyes revealed an uncontrollable, indescribable horror.

When did this person appear here?
Why did all my capable subordinates fall down without me even seeing the other side make a move?
And it was a fatal blow!
How is this possible? It's like a dream.

Chachai himself was a martial arts master. After undergoing a series of trials in his country's army, he was an even more dangerous killing machine. Even so, the gift the other party gave him as a greeting was a great shock to him!

With such methods, is this person a devil?
However, he was wrong. Zhang Beixing was not a devil, but a demon king!

A series of questions lingered in Chachai's mind. He looked at Zhang Beixing blankly and asked, as if possessed, "Who are you?"

Zhang Beixing sneered and spoke with a solemn expression.

"Chinese Army Special Forces, lay down your weapons and cease resistance!"

Cease resistance?

Haha, that's a joke. For mercenaries like them who live on the edge, once they give up resistance and surrender, it means death. There's no difference at all!
Chachai's gaze sharpened, and he gave a wink to his subordinates who were equally shocked.

His trusted lieutenant, Poison Sting, instantly understood, quietly raised his hand, and together with the others, raised their guns, aiming them at Zhang Beixing, who was standing in the middle of them.

"Kill him!"

At Chachai's command, Sting and several other mercenaries immediately pulled the trigger.

Bang bang bang!

Gunfire spit out flames as bullets whistled and hurtled towards Zhang Beixing.

Zhang Beixing, who was prepared to let them act recklessly, kept a close watch on everything and moved the moment they pulled the trigger.

Zhang Beixing ducked, and all the bullets whistled past him, grazing his head.

"what!"

"Waaah!"

Almost at the same instant, the mercenaries who were shooting at Zhang Beixing from different directions had no time to dodge the bullets coming from the other side and fell to the ground screaming in pain.

The mercenaries who were constantly exchanging fire with the soldiers at the outpost also realized what was happening and turned their guns on Zhang Beixing.

Zhang Beixing certainly wouldn't stand there dumbly and let them aim and fire. With a light tap of his toes, he leaped in front of Chachai, aiming to capture the leader first!
Chatchai was no pushover either. The moment he saw Zhang Beixing approaching, he immediately made his move. His iron fists felt as heavy as a thousand pounds, and he used a ruthless and domineering style, full of the fierce power of Muay Thai, as he smashed them towards Zhang Beixing!
Let alone ordinary people, even a regular special forces soldier would probably suffer internal injuries if hit by this punch!
But when did Zhang Beixing become an ordinary person?
A contest of strength?
Alright, watch me annihilate you in a second!
Let's go head-to-head! Who's afraid of who!

Zhang Beixing held the knife behind his back in one hand, disdaining to use the blade to bully him, and clenched his fist with his other hand, smashing it fiercely against Chachai's iron fist.

The two fists collided in mid-air.

—Bang!

A deep, muffled thud resounded, and an invisible wave of energy seemed to ripple through the forest, causing the leaves to shake violently.

The mercenaries simultaneously lowered their guns, their smiles turning sinister.

"Heh, dares to challenge Boss Chatchai to a duel?! This kid's asking for death!"

"I've experienced Brother Chatchai's skills once, and I was bedridden for half a month afterward!"

“Brother Chatchai is the most powerful person I’ve ever met. Even the former leader of the Scorpion Gang might not be his match. This kid has commendable courage.”

"Haha, that kid's going to get his hands smashed! I can already picture his pitiful face twitching in pain."

—Click!
As expected, their fists separated in mid-air.

But the crisp sound of bones breaking clearly reached everyone's ears.

However, what happened next made the mercenaries unable to believe their eyes.

"—Ugh!"

Suddenly, Chachai let out a painful scream from his throat. His right hand was twisted and deformed in a strange position, and it visibly turned purple and swollen.

After exchanging only one punch, Chatchai suffered a crushing defeat on the spot!

The mercenaries stared in astonishment, their breaths quickening, unable to believe what they were seeing.

"What the hell! Brother Chatchai was actually injured?"

"Who is this kid? His power is terrifying!"

"Shoot! Shoot! Kill him!"

The mercenaries started shouting and hurriedly shielded Chachai behind them, raising their guns at Zhang Beixing.

Zhang Beixing not only had overwhelming strength, but was also naturally faster than them.

He slid a Type 95 rifle from his back into his hand and fired a series of precise shots, instantly killing several mercenaries who were raising their guns.

The two mercenaries closest to Zhang Beixing exchanged a furtive glance, drew their gleaming Nepalese kukri knives, and slowly approached Zhang Beixing, step by step. (End of Chapter)