At this moment, Lin Chuan and Miss Lan had already circled around the frontal battlefield, flanking the American soldiers from behind.

Lin Chuan was quick, the American soldiers were completely unaware that someone had already snuck up behind them. To avoid drawing their attention, Lin Chuan decided to use cold weapons to take out their sniper first. Miss Lan gestured to Lin Chuan, who gave a thumbs up in response.

Then, the two of them immediately split up and took action.

Lin Chuan, clutching a dagger and bending low, quickly charged towards the enemy sniper.

The sniper, focused on locking onto the target through the scope, was completely oblivious to Lin Chuan rapidly approaching from behind. In the last moments, crawling on all fours, as soon as Lin Chuan was about three meters away, he suddenly leaped forward and pounced towards the enemy.

Pfft...

The dagger in Lin Chuan's hand instantly stabbed forward. The blade entered from the back of the neck and emerged from the throat.

In that instant, the enemy didn't even have the chance to struggle and immediately breathed his last. A Bible then fell out of Jesse's pocket. When Lin Chuan saw the Bible, he felt a moment of dizziness. Anyone who carries a Bible with them indicates that the person is not of ill nature. Of course, perhaps none of these American soldiers were bad; it's just that their camps were different, their loyalties lay with different entities.

The last time Lin Chuan came to Afghanistan, he had landed at a U.S. military base, greeted by Jackson and Shrek. And now, he had encountered them on the battlefield. Although friends in private, once they entered the battlefield, they were inevitably pitted against each other.

Lin Chuan picked up the Bible, tucked it into his pocket, and gently patted the young man's corpse, consoling, "Don't be a soldier next time."

Miss Lan's gun had already fired, and three of the five soldiers suppressing Xiao Han with gunfire were instantly killed. The other two lay behind rocks, daring not to move.

Bang, Bang...

With the suppression lifted, Xiao Han immediately took up his sniper rifle and quickly returned fire.

Shrek and the others were caught off guard.

"Oh my God, what's going on?" Shrek yelled, "Jesse, you damn sniper, what are you doing?!"

Swish...

Suddenly, a cold gleam shot forth. Shrek's head dodged reflexively to the side. That streak of cold light instantly struck the back of the head of a young American soldier standing in front of Shrek. The young soldier slowly fell down.

"Lin Chuan, you... you're dead!" Shrek roared in anger.

In almost a single bound, Lin Chuan leaped from behind. The two immediately engaged in a fierce hand-to-hand combat. Anger covered Shrek's face; his heart was filled with a wild fury racing like thousands of wild horses. He was tall, half a head taller than Lin Chuan, and had well-developed muscles and dark skin—a typical African American. His large eyes were like those of a bull.

Shrek roared, "Die, you bastard."

Shrek's fighting style was Western boxing. His fists were fast as if they were mechanical arms. Lin Chuan bobbed and weaved. Meanwhile, quite a few American soldiers gathered to spectate the brawl.

Bang...

Suddenly, Lin Chuan executed a back kick, striking Shrek's shoulder blade. Shrek staggered back two steps.

"Damn it!" Shrek didn't expect to find a fighter like himself in the whole of Afghanistan, yet Lin Chuan managed to hit him. This made him somewhat angry and irritable.

Lin Chuan, however, seemed much more relaxed. He backed up a couple of steps, while Shrek pressed forward aggressively. Combining punches with kicks, Shrek's legwork was equally sharp, switching from pure boxing to a more comprehensive Western combat style. This was more like rigorous Sanda, using almost every joint in the body to its full potential—knees, elbows...

Lin Chuan naturally wouldn't clash head-on with his opponent. Shrek's fists and feet were as hard as steel plates. If Lin Chuan seriously went toe-to-toe, he might win, but at a great cost. Such a foolish act was not Lin Chuan's style.

With a cold laugh, the moment Shrek threw a punch, Lin Chuan suddenly grabbed his arm, followed by a vicious elbow strike aimed at his underarm.

Bang...

The blow caused Shrek's body to involuntarily contract. His face twisted in pain, and his body shuddered uncontrollably. Enduring the intense pain, Shrek lifted his leg and ferociously kicked at Lin Chuan. However, Lin Chuan didn't give him any chance.

Bang...

This time, he thrust his knee harshly into the opponent's thigh.

Whether it's the underarm or the thigh, these are among the most vulnerable parts of the human body. Especially with the force of Lin Chuan's attack, a normal person would have likely suffered broken limbs by now. Shrek's physical fitness was strong and resilient. Although Lin Chuan's attacks were fierce, they did not cause substantial harm to him.

"Aaah!" Shrek screamed in agony, struggling even to stand. He bellowed, "Damn it, fire, fire away!"

Ratatat...

Suddenly, the American soldiers behind reacted. They hurriedly raised their guns to shoot.

Lin Chuan frantically dodged.

Fortunately, at this moment, Miss Lan quickly came to the rescue, and her bullets swept towards that group of American soldiers. They were caught off guard. Two soldiers were inexplicably shot in the head. Five or six others were hit by bullets, luckily they were wearing bulletproof vests, otherwise those people would have died.

After a few leaps, Lin Chuan immediately took cover behind a huge rock. Then he carefully hid behind it, staying still and crouching low.

Miss Lan hastily shouted, "Lin Chuan, are you alright?"

"I'm fine." Lin Chuan shook his head.

The American soldiers had already been encircled by the five-member Dark Soldier team. Each member guarded one of the five attack points. Xiao Han's sniper rifle had become the nightmare of these American soldiers; if they dared to show their heads, they would immediately become Xiao Han's targets. Therefore, they absolutely dared not recklessly expose themselves.

"Damn it, Sergeant, take your men and lock down the sniper." Shrek limped along.

"Yes!" A sergeant immediately nodded.

The rest hurriedly ran in another direction. They needed to break through the encirclement; however, the other side was made up of some of China's finest elite soldiers. Even though they had nearly a hundred American soldiers at hand, Shrek lacked confidence. His earlier confidence had now turned into trepidation.

"Staff Sergeant, come with me to break through," Shrek roared.

They had to break out. If they continued to be targeted while encircled, their numbers would dwindle. Their nearly hundred men would be picked off one by one. Therefore, Shrek was determined to make a breakthrough. They had to break out of the encirclement or the consequences would be unimaginable.

Afterward, Shrek charged towards Hema's direction for the breakout.

This time, they were destined to pay a heavy price.

"Hehe..." A strange smile appeared on Hema's lips as he said, "You think I'm a sick cat when I'm not angry, huh? Daring to charge at me? I'll show you what's fierce."

Having said that, Hema immediately loaded a missile into the launcher.

Shrek, leading a few dozen men, charged in Hema's direction.

Whoosh...

Suddenly, a missile soared into the air.

"Oh no, damn it!" Shrek was shocked and loudly shouted, "Quick, take cover, take cover!"

Nothing was more important than taking cover. Only by taking cover could the safety of the soldiers be assured.

Boom...

An explosion roared, flames shot out, and shrapnel flew. Over a dozen American soldiers were hit, but there were no fatalities. Most were struck by shrapnel, and their bulletproof vests were thick and sturdy. Shrek was furious, but he was powerless against the other side.

Dozens of American soldiers were thrown into disarray, each lying on the ground, not daring to move.

"Lin Chuan, you've killed so many of our soldiers; you'll be held legally accountable," Shrek roared.

The battle wasn't over yet, and the American soldiers had already lost over a dozen young warriors. In the eyes of the Americans, it's only right if they bully others; if anyone dares to bully them, it's considered a challenge. They would label the offender as a terrorist and deem it illegal; they must bring the law to judge the other party.

Lin Chuan sneered, "If you guys don't die today, then the ones dying would probably be us, right?"

Lying on the ground, not moving an inch, Shrek coldly said, "Lin Chuan, you will pay for today's actions."

"On the battlefield, where weapons clash, life and death are common occurrences," Lin Chuan sneered, "I didn't expect you Americans to be such sore losers."

"You!" Shrek was almost jumping with rage from Lin Chuan's insults.

Soldiers are naturally hotheaded. It's one thing to be insulted, but another to be looked down upon. Shrek couldn't swallow this insult; he decisively led his men to break out towards Hema's direction. Hema's rifle was highly accurate, and the enemy would be shot as soon as they popped up.

However, the American soldiers were of high quality. Groups of three or five formed fire suppression squads that crazily suppressed Hema and Hema. Then the rest moved quickly towards the enemy. At this moment, nearly all three positions were suppressed.

"Hema, move immediately!" Lin Chuan urgently ordered.

"Yes!" Hema was already under too much pressure; he immediately began to retreat. He needed to find a new attack point to strike back at the enemy.

After Hema retreated, Iron Bull also withdrew, carrying his weighty missile launcher with him. As for Xiao Han, he changed his sniping position and continued to attack the enemy. The battle was at a stalemate. Lin Chuan and Miss Lan also encountered a wave of American snipers.

The quality of American soldiers was still very high, especially at this time, they appeared fearless in the face of danger and remained calm and collected.

Shrek, with more than a dozen men, quickly occupied the attack point Hema had just left. By the time they charged up there, Hema had already retreated and moved to a place twenty meters away. Lin Chuan pinched his limbs, crouched low, and quickly moved to another location. He was determined to capture Shrek—capture the king to control the enemy with numerous soldiers. Without this tactic, it would probably be difficult to contain the enemy.

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