Father, you've been drafted four times already, please spare us!

Two gunshots rang out, and Chen Nian and his men rushed into the outpost in less than ten seconds.

Meanwhile, the Indian officer and soldiers who had just been embracing their sister-in-law were now busy working at the sentry post.

However, the fact that two Indian soldiers fell from the escalator still alerted the soldiers who were not involved in the nighttime entertainment.

They opened fire as soon as they saw the man fall.

The gunshots rang out, not to stop or annihilate Chen Nian and his men, but to warn the others in the cell.

But only two shots rang out before Chen Nian and his men, armed with MK17s, took down the four men on the perimeter.

Inside the jail cell.

"Gunshots? Where did those gunshots come from!"

"Who's firing!"

"Wake up, you bunch of idiots!"

"Where are my pants?!"

"Who wore my shoes!"

The Indians were awakened by the gunfire, but their outpost was located in an area deep within the border and rarely involved in conflicts, so they had become complacent.

The officer leading the sentry post was pulling up his trousers and running around aimlessly with his head down.

Number 3 stood outside the cell, sticking out a foot to kick the door open and go inside.

Upon seeing this, Chen Nian grabbed him by the collar:

"Idiot, throw the grenade first!"

"Whoever comes out will be killed!"

Number 3 was taken aback, then pulled a grenade from his chest and threw it through the window.

The others followed suit, with two people in charge of each cell. In an instant, the sound of grenades exploding was deafening, making people's eardrums vibrate.

After the thunder sounded, Chen Nian kicked open the door, but did not enter immediately.

The moment the door was kicked open, gunshots rang out from inside the cell, and bullets rained down from inside.

Chen Nian leaned against the wall, pulled out a stun grenade, and threw it inside.

"Buzz!"

"Enter!"

At Chen Nian's command, he was the first to rush into the room.

The Indian soldiers in the cell were experiencing ringing in their ears and dizziness due to the stun grenades, but their reaction was to immediately lie down.

After Chen Nian went in, he called out the names of the soldiers lying on the ground one by one.

When No. 3, who was following closely behind Chen Nian, entered the cell, he found only a corpse inside.

"Captain, at least leave two for me!"

Chen Nian didn't even turn his head, but replied to him:

"You stay behind and finish him off!"

After saying that, Chen Nian pointed his gun at the inside of the room and backed out of the cell.

The other two cell blocks.

Number 17, Number 7, and others were far less experienced than Chen Nian, and at this moment they were engaged in a tug-of-war with the people inside the cell at the door.

"Number 7, lie down!"

As soon as Chen Nian turned the corner, he saw an Indian man climbing out of the back window, aiming a rifle at Number 7's head.

Without thinking twice, Number 7 heard Chen Nian's shout and lunged forward, the bullet grazing his head.

Chen Nian raised his hand and fired three shots.

Two shots to the chest and one to the head—even Hua Tuo shook his head at the sight.

"Use grenades! Deploy stun grenades!"

"Don't linger, end the fight quickly!"

Everyone pulled out the thunderbolts and poured them into the cell.

The grenade exploded, and Chen Nian waved his hand to give instructions:

"Enter the fray, everyone needs to finish them off, headshot them!"

After saying that, Chen Nian climbed through the window and saw an Indian man struggling to reach for a gun. He raised his hand and fired a shot.

A dozen seconds later, the gunfire stopped.

"Check again, see if there are any survivors!"

Chen Nian gave instructions through the headset.

"What's the situation at post 93B, number 2?"

"Received from No. 2, no abnormalities found at post 93B! Over!"

"Continue surveillance. Over!"

"Received on the 2th!"

I had just ended communication with Number 2 when Number 3 came running over:

"Captain, come and see, there's more here, more here..."

"What?"

"Those Indian women!"

Chen Nian frowned upon hearing this, and then followed Number 3 to a small warehouse.

Inside the warehouse, six naked Indian women stared in horror at Chen Nian and Number 3.

"Captain, what... what do we do?"

Chen Nian relaxed his brows and looked at number 3:

"What kind of people do you think they are?"

Number 3 was taken aback.

"They are Indian female soldiers!"

Upon hearing this, Number 3's eyes widened, and he stammered in response:

"But, but, Captain, they..."

Chen Nian patted Number 3 on the shoulder:

"Think of the Sino-Vietnamese War, and all our predecessors who died unjustly!"

Number 3 remained silent.

"This is a covert operation; our whereabouts cannot be revealed in any way, otherwise..."

Upon hearing this, Number 3 raised his gun.

Chen Nian, however, pressed down on the muzzle of his gun.

"Hehe, you can go out now!"

Number 3 paused, realizing what Chen Nian meant.

Three seconds later, six gunshots rang out at the checkpoint.

"Clean up the battlefield and take anything usable!"

Number 3 looked somewhat serious, and Chen Nian didn't try to persuade him. He didn't know what to say, but he had to be responsible for the safety of everyone in the team.

"Captain, the Indians are using all sorts of weapons from different countries. Even at a single outpost, they're using different rifles. Don't they find resupply a hassle?"

"Heh, India is a fascinating country, so fascinating that everything they do is exactly what I expected!"

After saying that, Chen Nian ordered everyone to carry out all 22 Indian corpses from the outpost and place them at the entrance of the cell.

"Strip them naked!"

Chen Nian gave the order with a gloomy face.

The group was taken aback, but no one raised any questions.

The 22 Indian corpses were laid out naked. Then, to everyone's astonishment, Chen Nian pulled out a dagger and plunged it into the officer's abdomen. Blood gushed out immediately. Chen Nian remained expressionless and forcefully twisted the dagger to widen the wound.

Then, Chen Nian casually grabbed a military uniform, wrapped it around the dagger, stained it with the officer's blood, and wrote on the bodies of the others:

"A blood debt must be paid in blood!"

The font used is Chinese, without any attempt to disguise it.

Then, Chen Nian drew a picture on the remaining corpses.

The picture shows a pig standing on the back of a cow. It's drawn very abstractly, but Indians can understand what it means at a glance!

After doing all this, Chen Nian slowly stood up and found that everyone was looking at him in astonishment.

"Heh, do you think I'm cruel?"

None of them spoke.

"I don't blame you for having this mentality because you haven't seen how the Indians torture our soldiers!"

"But next time, you'll be the ones doing this!"

The group fell silent, exchanged a slow glance, and no one spoke again.

"Captain, Captain, I feel like throwing up!"

"Me too! I want to!"

"..."

Apart from Chen Nian, none of these people had ever actually killed anyone, nor had they ever seen the scene of limbs scattered all over the ground after a grenade exploded, nor had they ever seen what it looked like after someone was shot in the head!

They could suppress their nausea with the excitement of their victory, but after Chen Nian did these things, they couldn't hold back anymore.

Number 3 was the first to vomit.

Then, numbers 7, 17, 24, and others squatted down and started vomiting violently.

Chen Nian didn't blame them or scold them; he just watched them finish vomiting.

"Clean up the scene after you're done vomiting. I don't want our identities to be revealed because of the vomit!"

The food in Chen Nian's stomach consisted of energy bars, compressed biscuits, and other similar items. Examining these items would reveal Chen Nian and his group's identities. Although their exposure was inevitable, Chen Nian did not want to be surrounded and killed anytime soon.

After quickly cleaning up the battlefield, Chen Nian had No. 12 take a radio and send a message on the spot.

"Tell checkpoint B that this place has been attacked, suspected to be by terrorists, and ask them to provide support as soon as possible!"

Number 12 instantly understood what Chen Nian meant.

I don't know whether to say the Indians are carefree or incompetent. A sentry post even has a codebook for its radio station. That's really amazing.

"Wow, Captain, wait a minute, this thing's a bit old-fashioned, I need to get used to it!"

Number 12 felt a little awkward, looking at the radio station in front of him, which was older than him, and couldn't help but feel a bit worried.

Five minutes later, Number 12 finally sent out the telegram.

"Take the codebook, smash the radio!"

"We should go greet the next group of guests!"