He was so persuasive that he actually practiced extraordinary

Zhuo Yi screamed in pain, completely losing his usual composure.

"Ouch, damn it, that hurts like hell! Old He, I've been shot in the leg!"

what?
He was shot in the thigh!
In this tense situation, losing the ability to act means losing all combat effectiveness, which is no different from death!
Old He hurriedly reached out to check his injuries, but when he touched him, he found that apart from a little blood on his pants, there wasn't even a scratch. As for being shot, that was utter nonsense!

"Get up quickly! You weren't shot, don't scare yourself!" Old He cursed irritably, then continued rushing forward to protect the workers' evacuation.

"Huh? You're not injured?"

Upon hearing Lao He's words, Zhuo Yi quickly looked down to check his thigh injury, only to find that the skin wasn't even broken. He was immediately embarrassed and couldn't save face. He chuckled twice and quickly got up to chase after him.

That would be so embarrassing!
This is incredibly embarrassing!

How am I supposed to pretend in front of others now?
Her public image has completely collapsed!

In the room on the second floor, Chu Qing, who had been sleeping soundly with Pasha in her arms, was awakened by the intense gunfire outside the window.

She carefully released the safety of her Glock pistol, stood warily behind the door, and dared not breathe loudly.

The little girl, Pasha, wrapped herself in a blanket and nervously hid behind the bed, staring at Chu Qing at the door with terrified eyes.

Chu Qing wasn't much older than her, but at this moment she also had to shoulder the responsibility of being a senior sister.

Chu Qing gripped the pistol tightly, beads of sweat seeping from her palms, showing how nervous she was, but she still returned Pasha a gentle smile.

"Don't be afraid, your older sister is here."

"Although I'm not as good as my brother, if anyone dares to look down on us, I'll smash their head in."

Pasha nodded blankly, neither saying she believed nor disbelieved, but her eyes kept shifting, clearly showing that she was very worried.

At such a young age, she has already experienced real hardship this year, losing her closest relatives and fleeing all the way. Her heart is already extremely fragile.

Chu Qing withdrew his gaze from Pasha, took a deep breath, and occasionally moved his wrists to keep himself in the best fighting condition so that he wouldn't be unable to pull the trigger due to stiffness in the event of danger.

"Huff—exhale!" Chu Qing muttered to herself, trying to encourage herself. "...Chu Qing, you absolutely can't let your brother down!"

……

Inside the mountain command vehicle, "Old Man" listened to the lack of response on the communication channel, then suddenly reached out and stubbed out his cigar, smashed it on the ground, and stomped on it repeatedly to vent his anger.

The situation was not optimistic; clearly, his intentions had been seen through.

Seeing that his boss was on the verge of exploding at any moment, "Cockroach" quickly stood up.

"Boss, let me go. I'll go and bring that kid's head back to you!"

"Those two teams are a bunch of useless trash, not a single one of them can fight. I'll lead Team C, and none of the people in the factory will escape!" Cockroach declared fiercely.

“That ‘Boy Scout’ has completely piqued my interest. I’m going to make them all pay with their lives, I don’t need to capture them alive…” Old Man nodded menacingly, “I’m going to kill them all.”

After saying that, Dad added another sentence, albeit symbolically.

"Oh, right, and that little girl too. Bring her back to me alive. The secret to the antidote might be on her. Everyone else can be killed except her."

"understand!"

The cockroach picked up its weapons from the table, turned around, and prepared to drive away.

"and many more."

His father suddenly called out to him.

The cockroach turned its head in confusion, awaiting instructions.

"I've suddenly changed my mind." The old man abruptly stood up, a sinister smile playing on his lips. "He's caused me to lose so many men; I'm going to kill him myself!"

As soon as the old man stepped out of the command vehicle, the mercenary team C, who were waiting outside, swarmed forward.

With a wave of his hand, the old man sent everyone away like a tide, boarding armored vehicles and heading towards the factory.

Apart from a few Red Turban Army soldiers guarding heavy weapons, hundreds of armed men stormed into the factory in a menacing manner!

—Boom!
Two 35mm dual-purpose shells from armored vehicles whistled through the night sky and slammed into the factory's container area. The enormous explosions shook the heavens, the earth trembled, countless bits of dirt were thrown into the air, and rows of containers were overturned by the shockwave, scattering haphazardly to all sides.

Like a black phantom, the cockroach moved swiftly and nimbly on the rooftops of the factory buildings, searching for Passa's hiding place.

The enemies seemed endless, pouring into the factory area and frequently clashing with the factory security guards. Even Old He, who was usually mild-mannered, couldn't help but swear repeatedly during the constant retaliation.

"Damn! I'm really going to be a war hero today. I've never fought a battle like this when I was in the army!"

After emptying a magazine, Lao He deftly changed the magazine with one hand, his posture elegant, and then leaned out to fire again.

Pulling the trigger repeatedly, my shoulder ached from the recoil of the AK47, and my fingers were swollen.

The enemy rushed in from all directions, and everyone could only fight on their own, engaging in close combat, with no time to care about others.

The two bombs that had just landed caught Zhang Beixing's attention. As he turned his scope, the cockroach, taking advantage of the darkness, scurried into a house.

...Buzz!

Zhang Beixing opened fire, blowing the head off a Land Cruiser pilot. The vehicle went out of control and crashed into a building's load-bearing wall, sparks flying and smoke billowing.

At the same time, his spider-sense activated instantly, and the hairs on his body stood on end.

As if sensing something, Zhang Beixing immediately turned his gun towards the direction where the cockroach had just disappeared.

Even a sniper rifle couldn't catch up with the cockroach's rushing figure; they could only watch helplessly as he disappeared through the doorway.

That was the room where Zhang Yingying and Pasha were hiding!
"You're asking for it..."

Zhang Beixing's gaze suddenly turned icy cold.

When Zhang Yingying was in danger, Zhang Beixing didn't care about anything else. He threw away his sniper rifle and jumped down from the surrounding high platforms. In just a few seconds, he jumped from the top of the building, which was seventy or eighty meters high, to the ground.

Zhang Beixing performed a tactical roll, dissipating most of the force of his body hitting the ground, and without pausing, immediately leaped into the room.

—Tap tap tap!

Rapid footsteps echoed in the unlit room. Zhang Yingying, who was hiding behind the door with a gun, immediately went on high alert. She gripped her pistol tightly, swallowed hard, stared at the door, her beautiful eyes slightly open, eager to fire at any moment.

The next second, the sharp whistling of bullets filled the room. Countless bullets pierced the door and struck objects in the room, creating a series of loud explosions.

Zhang Yingying was caught off guard and was startled, her body stiffening for a moment.

"Bang!!"

The door was kicked open, and a black figure rushed in.

"Ah!" Zhang Yingying screamed and suddenly raised her arm to fire.

However, the battle-hardened mercenary reacted even faster. Cockroach stepped forward and knocked the pistol out of Zhang Yingying's hand.

"Get out of my way, you stupid woman!"

He was about to shoot Zhang Yingying dead when he heard a loud bang behind him. Pasha had raised a vase and smashed it hard against the cockroach's head.

The cockroach, in pain, turned and pointed its gun at its attacker. Upon seeing it was Pasha, it didn't fire immediately, but instead gave a cold smile—because its father wanted a live victim.

Pasha didn't hold back. Although she was terrified, she somehow mustered up fierce courage, grabbed two bottles, and continued to smash them down on the cockroach's head.

"Fuck!"

Blood streamed down its head, and the cockroach roared angrily, raising its fist the size of a sandbag.

Just then, with a sharp crack, a lithe figure burst through the window.

His knees landed hard, slamming directly onto the cockroach's shoulders as if weighed a ton!
The cockroach cried out in pain, was knocked to the ground, and struggled to draw its gun and shoot.

Zhang Beixing slashed his wrist, and blood splattered everywhere!

"Ah!!" The cockroach screamed and rolled around, clutching its blood-soaked wrist.

Zhang Beixing's eyes were icy cold. He stood up and stomped on his head, crushing it with a single blow. He showed no mercy whatsoever.

The scene was extremely bloody at one point.

Pasha was completely terrified, feeling that Zhang Beixing in front of her was even more ruthless than a mercenary.

Before Zhang Yingying could even get a good look at the mangled corpse on the ground, Zhang Beixing kicked it again, sending it flying out of the window.

With a loud thud, the cockroach, its eyes wide open in death, crashed heavily to the ground.

The scene was witnessed by the father, who had driven over, and he immediately flew into a rage.

"Focus fire!"

"Kill him!"

Armored vehicles approaching from three different directions immediately set up their anti-aircraft machine guns and loaded them.

A glint flashed in Zhang Beixing's eyes. With lightning speed, he pushed Zhang Yingying and Pasha behind the wall, then leaped out of the window. Using his hands to climb and jump, he was far away from the room in just a few breaths.

The old man roared angrily, "Chase after him! I'll riddle him with bullets! That kid has to die!"

Three armored vehicles driven by mercenaries, along with dozens of Red Turban Army soldiers armed with rocket launchers and rifles, slowly and fiercely surrounded Zhang Beixing.

"Put-put-put-put-put-put-put-put...!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

The anti-aircraft machine gun bullets rained down relentlessly, as if they were free. Countless buildings crumbled and collapsed as if made of paper.

Stone fragments flew everywhere, and countless dust particles billowed.

Zhang Beixing took a deep breath, his mental focus more concentrated than ever before. He pushed his physique, strength, and speed to unprecedented limits, swiftly weaving and dodging through the web of bullets.

It has to be said that the scene before him was the most dangerous battle Zhang Beixing had ever fought in all the missions, big and small, since he joined the army!
At this time, Zhang Beixing had no red blood cells as backup, nor any decent weapons or equipment. He could only rely on his personal strength to fight against these war machines.

Zhang Beixing's physique is now strong enough to withstand bullets from conventional firearms, but being hit by such a dense hail of bullets could still severely injure him.

Moreover, he doesn't intend to reveal his secret of being able to withstand bullets so soon.

However, to think that such concentrated firepower would kill Zhang Beixing was simply wishful thinking on the part of the old man.

A wolf can travel thousands of miles to hunt for meat. Even a lone wolf will make its enemies pay a bloody price if it dares to provoke it!
"Swish swish swish...!!"

A dense and terrifying hail of machine gun fire swept across the area like a storm.

The walls of the factory buildings were riddled with bullet holes by the torrential rain, leaving them dilapidated and teetering precariously in the fierce wind.

"—Bang!"

With a deafening roar, the wall behind Zhang Beixing, riddled with holes from corrosion, could no longer bear the weight and crashed down on him, sending up clouds of dust.

The old man standing on the jeep raised his hand, signaling to stop shooting.

He slowly raised his eyes, gazing intently into the distance at the area where Zhang Beixing was crawling.

The dust settled slowly, and visibility gradually improved.

The old man's astonished eyes widened further.

In the chaotic vision filled with swirling dust and mist, Zhang Beixing, seemingly unharmed, slowly raised his middle finger at him, a mocking sneer playing on his lips.

"You're that old... pshaw! You old dog, you're always thinking about taking advantage of others, aren't you?"

"But your combat ability isn't very good!"

"I'm standing right here letting you hit me, and you still can't hit me?"

As he spoke, Zhang Beixing's lips twitched slightly from the intense pain he had just felt from being hit by a bullet. However, he was quite far away from his father and the others, so his father couldn't see it clearly. He only felt that the mocking laughter was extremely offensive and wished he could tear it to pieces.

Seeing Zhang Beixing standing unharmed amidst the ruins, even having the leisure to mock him, the old man's previously astonished eyes were now filled with endless doubt and surprise.

What the hell?

Is this kid some kind of superhero?
Even after all that, he still can't be killed!

The old man wasn't the only one shocked by what he saw; the other Red Turban Army soldiers who had formed a perimeter also looked as if they had seen a ghost, their faces filled with fear as they whispered among themselves.

"Oh my god! God help me!"

"Is he a devil, or a god?"

"Lord, please forgive our sins. We fought for freedom and did not mean to offend you."

"We shouldn't have shot him, we don't want to go to hell!"

Even the elite mercenary squad members couldn't help but look at each other in disbelief, utterly shocked.

"What's wrong with this kid? This shouldn't be happening. How could such concentrated firepower not kill him!"

"Are all Chinese special forces this good? No wonder people say China is a no-go zone for mercenaries, it's terrifying!"

"The defeat of the first and second teams was definitely not just a matter of luck!"

"Can we really kill a guy like that?"

A strange feeling spread through the ranks. Faced with this unkillable person, a sudden fear of retreat arose in everyone's heart.

terrible!

Especially the Red Turban Army, whose hearts were filled with faith in the gods, dared not even pull the trigger to aim at the man after seeing this scene.

Even simply pointing a gun at that person was considered an offense against the gods. (End of Chapter)