Soldiers' Assault: Veteran Special Agents and New Recruits

Chapter 428 Internal Strife Begins

The moment their eyes appeared, their guns were drawn.

They all locked onto their respective targets.

"Chirp chirp chirp chirp chirp..."

After a brief burst of gunfire, five bodies fell to the ground.

Before the five terrorists could react, Zhuang Yan and Lao Pao sneaked over and groped them on the back, leaving them no time to even know how they died.

Zhuang Yan and Lao Pao used subsonic bullets with silencers, making the decibel level as low as a cold or cough.

The terrorists in the warehouse were too far away; even with maxed-out hearing, they wouldn't be able to hear them and wouldn't notice them at all.

However, the two rebels guarding the pickup truck on the other side of the command tower were different.

Because of the extremely close proximity—less than 10 meters in a straight line—the voices from the control tower could be heard very clearly.

Even the sound of a corpse falling to the ground could be heard clearly.

The silenced gun didn't sound like a gunshot. The two, engrossed in smoking and chatting, were too relaxed in their vigilance to realize that an enemy was attacking.

He simply looked up in confusion, wanting to see what was happening up there.

But the stairs are impenetrable, and so is the command tower.

There was nothing to see.

One of them shouted at the top of his lungs, calling out someone's name, presumably the name of a terrorist on the command tower.

The terrorists upstairs are all dead, so naturally no one can reply.

His expression finally changed.

Something feels off!

The two men finally raised their guns, exchanged a glance, and prepared to head up the stairs to the command tower to see what had happened.

Unfortunately, just as they took that first step, their lives came to an end.

"Whoosh—whoosh—"

Two subsonic sniper bullets flew over, less than 0.5 seconds apart.

Like the previous two, these two terrorists didn't even know where the enemy was, nor were they aware of the danger, and they were killed without even realizing it.

"Report to the captain: Runway sentries have been cleared, surrounding area is normal, over."

Cheng Cai accurately took down two terrorists, demonstrating his excellent dual-target sniping skills, and immediately reported the intelligence to Jackie Chan.

"Received. Transferred to independent observation. Report any unusual situations to me immediately. Over."

Jackie Chan had just finished replying when he and Veteran went up to the command tower. Zhuang Yan, who had taken over the terrorist's position, immediately reported to the commander: "Reporting, Captain, the command tower is under control. All targets have been eliminated. Over."

"Received. Remain in place."

Jackie Chan had already led Xu Sanduo to the main entrance of the warehouse, and was trying to figure out how to sneak into the warehouse.

Seeing that cars were frequently entering and leaving the warehouse, and the guards basically didn't check them, Jackie Chan immediately had an idea.

"Idiot, let's hijack the car and get in, let's go."

Knowing there was a blind spot, Jackie Chan decisively led Xu Sanduo away from the gate and ran to the right behind a wall, where they hid behind a long-abandoned, rusty truck.

Then the radio call came through: "Gun God, Gun God, how long until the next truck arrives?"

"Gun God, received. A truck has finished unloading and is returning. It is expected to arrive at your location in about half a minute. Over." Cheng Cai reported.

"receive!"

After receiving the necessary information, Jackie Chan ended the call, crouched down close to the back of the truck to avoid being exposed, and looked towards the corner of the wall on the left.

About twenty-five seconds passed.

A rickety, creaking truck turned the corner.

"preparation!"

Jackie Chan gave Xu Sanduo a hand gesture, indicating that the hijacking operation was about to begin.

Xu Sanduo nodded, indicating that he had received it.

The terrorist truck driver had no idea that two men were hiding right in front of him, ready to kill him, and drove right past them without any warning.

The truck travels very slowly, at most only a dozen kilometers per hour.

As the truck driver passed by the scrapped truck, a greeting suddenly came from his left, using the universally understood "Hello."

He thought it was a friend joking and turned to look without thinking too much about it.

It turned out to be a stranger, a yellow-skinned man wearing an unfamiliar military uniform and helmet, who was leaning against the window, grinning foolishly at him with a set of white teeth.

"Who are you?"

The truck driver was wondering where this clown came from, and asked with a frown.

"Bang!"

Suddenly, a gust of wind came from the right, and then something hit his head. The force of the impact made his head feel like it had exploded.

A sharp pain shot through my head, and everything went black.

The truck driver lost consciousness!

All of this was caused by the violent Jackie Chan, who used Xu Sanduo to distract the truck driver and then moved to the driver's side to launch an attack.

With just a simple, straightforward punch, he knocked the truck driver unconscious.

If he were taken to the hospital for a check-up right now, the truck driver would at least have a severe concussion, the kind that wouldn't recover well in less than two months.

However, since he ran into Jackie Chan, he had no chance to recover.

Jackie Chan knocked the truck driver unconscious with a single punch, then opened the door, skillfully reached inside, and smoothly turned off the engine while controlling the steering wheel.

After confirming that the truck wouldn't malfunction, the unconscious truck driver moved it around and pushed it into the ditch.

Jackie Chan yanked the truck driver out, grabbed his head and twisted his neck. With a snap, the truck driver was dead.

Jackie Chan quickly stripped the truck driver, who was as soft as a noodle, of all his clothes and then stuffed him under a wrecked car on the side of the road.

The body was hidden to prevent it from being discovered and exposed.

He then tossed the clothes he had taken off to Xu Sanduo and urged him, "Hurry up and put these clothes on; you need to disguise yourself as a truck driver."

"OK!"

Without uttering any unnecessary words, Xu Sanduo quickly started putting on his clothes.

The terrorists' clothing made them easy to conceal: a black robe, a black headscarf, and a scarf wrapped around their necks that covered half their faces.

No matter who wears this garment, you can't tell who is who without them saying a word.

Unless it's an extra-large size like Jackie Chan.

Big guys and small guys each have their advantages. Jackie Chan can easily handle truck drivers, and Xu Sanduo can easily disguise himself as a terrorist.

Jackie Chan helped Xu Sanduo put on his disguise, climbed into the passenger seat, and lay down to hide.

Xu Sanduo was sitting upright in the driver's seat, restarting the car and driving towards the warehouse.

The truck arrived at the warehouse gate quickly.

The sentry guarding the gate only glanced at the car and did not conduct any inspection or search, remaining seated as the car drove in.

Xu Sanduo, the fake driver who had been tense all over, breathed a sigh of relief after entering.

Normally, after the trucks enter the warehouse, they drive to the warehouse to load the white yellow cake barrels, and then transport them to the transport planes on the runway.

Xu Sanduo definitely couldn't drive the car over there; if he did, he would be discovered and his secret would be exposed.

So he drove slowly along the side of the road, trying to find a spot that wouldn't attract attention, and then turned the car into the alley between the two warehouses.

Unfortunately, it didn't work out!

Not long after the truck entered the warehouse, a terrorist came over to guide it, indicating that Xu Sanduo's truck should drive to the right to load the goods.

The original plan was interrupted by this unexpected event.

"What should we do?"

Xu Sanduo was at his wit's end and had no choice but to ask Jackie Chan for help.

"There's no other way now. If we don't go, we'll definitely be exposed immediately. If we drive there to load the cargo, we might not be exposed. We have no choice but to take a gamble."

As Jackie Chan spoke, his eyes scanned the surroundings, and he spotted a spot ahead.

He immediately made arrangements, saying, "You go with us to load the goods. Stay in the truck and don't get off. You're the driver, so it shouldn't be a problem if you don't get off. As long as you don't talk, you won't be exposed."

I have to find a place to get off the vehicle, otherwise I'll definitely be discovered when they start loading the cargo.

"The alleyway ahead is a blind spot. If you slow down a little there, I'll slip out of the car and try to hide."

As soon as Jackie Chan finished speaking, he had already gripped the doorknob with his right hand and unlocked the doorknob lock.

"Understood, be careful."

Now the situation has no choice but to split into two, and Xu Sanduo can only follow Jackie Chan's instructions, driving to the alley entrance and slightly applying the brakes.

Taking advantage of this brief moment, Jackie Chan opened the door, bent over, and jumped down.

After landing, he did two forward rolls and rolled directly into the alley. Then he stood up, ran a few steps, and climbed into the house through the window next to him.

Xu Sanduo's unusual behavior went unnoticed.

Jackie Chan jumped out of the car without attracting the attention of the terrorists.

Everything was still so peaceful!

Jackie Chan has successfully slipped into the warehouse. He knows what will happen next, so all he has to do now is wait for the right opportunity.

The timing that Jackie Chan wanted!

Only when that opportunity arises will the Flame Dragon Team have a chance to complete the mission.

Meanwhile, in a Land Rover Defender parked in the middle of the warehouse, rebel leader Zarqa was sitting in the back seat with his eyes closed, his calm face revealing no emotion.

Just as Jackie Chan and Xu Sanduo hid inside the house, a man with a gray headscarf and a big beard jogged up to the car.

He bowed deeply, maintaining a humble posture, and whispered through the open car window, "Chief, the rebel representatives will arrive in five minutes."

Zaka remained silent, displaying great arrogance, and merely waved his hand dismissively.

He gestured for his men to leave!

Just as Jackie Chan had expected, after Xu Sanduo arrived at the yellowcake warehouse, no one asked him to get out of the car.

Xu Sanduo, wearing a headscarf and face mask, was not discovered by the terrorists.

The driver has been changed!

With the combined efforts of multiple terrorists, forklifts and loaders were deployed, and in less than four minutes, another truckload of yellowcake in plastic buckets was loaded.

"Alright, let's go!"

The terrorist who had been guiding them earlier slapped the car door twice.

Although Xu Sanduo couldn't understand Arabic, he could tell from the terrorists' facial expressions and movements, as well as the amount of cargo loaded on the truck behind them.

He calmly started the car and drove away, trying to convey his meaning.

Jackie Chan saw that Xu Sanduo was about to leave again, and it seemed that he would not be able to get out of the car. Once he got out of the car, the entire Yanlong team would be exposed.

So they decided to play along.

"Idiot, you drive straight to the transport plane. Once you get there, find a way to hide and seize the transport plane when the operation begins."

"receive!"

Xu Sanduo, who was initially a little uneasy and confused, immediately felt reassured after hearing Chen Dong's arrangements, and adjusted his mindset to drive steadily forward.

Jackie Chan then called out, "Attention all units, the idiot is driving a truck toward the transport plane. If anything happens, provide full cover for him. Over."

"Sniper team, reported!"

"Assault Team Two, received!"

"Fire support team received!"

After the three groups finished their reports, a beeping sound suddenly came from the sky.

That's the sound of a helicopter rotor vibrating through the air!

Jackie Chan looked up through the car window and, after about a minute, saw a military utility helicopter flying over.

The military helicopter had a very clear objective: it flew straight towards the open space in the middle of the warehouse.

The two distinct groups of people in the warehouse changed their demeanor and actions noticeably with the arrival of the military helicopter.

Those in military uniforms approached the center of the field, their eyes filled with awe and vigilance.

The man in the black robe and headscarf only showed wariness in his eyes.

woohoo hoo...

Dust filled the air, making it impossible for people to open their eyes.

The helicopter landed in the middle of the warehouse amidst the swirling yellow sand, and a group of people in military uniforms disembarked.

One of them, wearing a black beret and surrounded by others wearing red berets, was clearly the leader of the group.

Zaka, who had been sitting in the car the whole time, finally got out of the car when he saw the black hat.

They walked towards the man in the black hat who had gotten off the bus and was walking this way. Finally, in an open space on the right, the two met and embraced warmly.

Judging from the atmosphere at this moment, they are completely friendly partners.

If Jackie Chan didn't know the plot, he would never have guessed that two men who met so warmly would turn against each other and draw their swords against each other.

"I didn't expect it to be you. That's quite a surprise."

After hugging the officer in the black beret, Zaka said with great surprise.

"It's been a long time, Chief."

The officer in the black beret replied with a smile, and from his words, it was clear that he and Zaka had known each other for a long time.

"You haven't been back to your hometown in a long time, and the people there miss you very much," Zaka said, playing on their emotions.

"I fought this battle for no other reason than to leave that hellhole and live a better life. And you want me to go back?"

The officer in the black hat spoke very bluntly, immediately changing the atmosphere of the scene.

"This war is not fought for you."

Zaka was very dissatisfied with the black-hatted officer's words and retorted sharply, implying that the war was for a noble ideal, not for the benefit of a few.

The officer in the black hat also disliked Zaka's words. He didn't care about ideals or anything like that; he just wanted to live a more comfortable life.

Since we have different paths, we should not work together.

The officer in the black hat cut to the chase, saying, "We each have different goals. I'm here on a mission. Where's the information I need?"

Zaka's expression turned completely cold at this moment, showing none of the enthusiasm he had shown when they first met.

He put his hand inside his pocket!

(End of this chapter)