In the left fortification circle, Ghost Wolf's dagger suddenly plunged into a soldier's chest, pinning him to the sandbags.

The other two on-duty soldiers, taken by surprise, were utterly shocked.

Both instinctively reached for the pistols at their waists.

Ghost Wolf swept low along the ground, causing the two soldiers to fall backward to the ground.

Ghost Wolf lunged forward, gripping the throats of the two soldiers with his hands and gave a fierce twist.

A sharp cracking sound was heard; the two soldiers let out a short, wretched moan as their legs kicked wildly, ultimately succumbing to death.

In the right fortification circle, Shen Feng's movements were as swift as lightning.

Midair, he delivered a series of kicks, striking the heavy machine gunner and another sentry's temple, knocking them out without a groan.

The last soldier, still flipping through a Playboy magazine, finally looked up in confusion only after his comrades had fallen.

Standing where he was, Shen Feng gazed at the man with a sarcastic smile.

The expression on the soldier's face suddenly became quite a spectacle as he opened his mouth to scream.

Shen Feng's military spike shot out, the sharp spike piercing directly into his mouth, emerging from the back of his head, brain matter spraying.

His eyes widened in shock as his legs weakly kicked the sandy ground, abruptly losing his life.

Shen Feng looked down and picked up the Playboy magazine from the soldier's hand, chuckling as he withdrew the triangular military spike.

He delivered another stab to the heart of the other two sentries.

After finishing, Shen Feng boastfully made an OK gesture toward the outside of the fortification.

Almost simultaneously, Ghost Wolf also made the mission completion gesture.

In an instant, six sentries had been taken down by Shen Feng and Ghost Wolf.

About five hundred meters away from the fortification, there was another small military post.

Yang Fei led the other team members, stealthily approaching, ghost-like under the cover of night.

Everyone gave thumbs up to Shen Feng and Ghost Wolf.

Ghost Wolf remained silent, like a piece of cast iron, while Shen Feng was all smiles, looking very pleased.

Yang Fei waved his hand, leading everyone to encircle the military post.

The sentry station was a simple tin house, leaking air from all sides.

Inside, sounds of commotion were faintly heard, along with warm yellow light seeping through.

Yang Fei fished out a flashbang from his travel pack.

This flashbang could emit blindingly bright light instantly, perfect for an unanticipated attack like this.

He flipped the switch, tossed the flashbang into the tin house, and then leaped inside abruptly.

Inside the tin house, the flashbang emitted light hundreds of times brighter than a regular light source.

Over twenty soldiers instinctively covered their eyes and screamed in agony.

After the flash, Changfeng Squad launched their attack.

Military spikes and daggers swept out streaks of cold light, slitting the throats of over twenty soldiers.

The battle ended quickly, leaving corpses strewn across the tin house, everyone wiping the blood from their weapons.

Yang Fei glanced at his wristwatch and waved a command.

"The operation officially starts now."

Ghost Wolf and Shen Feng remained at the fortification pile, tasked with providing support.

The rest of Changfeng Squad changed into the enemy's uniforms, following Yang Fei as they made their way to Delan Town.

In the Delan Town General's Mansion, the burly Beldomcen paced back and forth in the hall, eyes on the military map hanging on the wall.

Bad news came from the diamond mine.

The troops were initially overpowering the armed miners, but have suffered setbacks.

This evening, the assault team launched two attacks, but had to retreat under fierce resistance from a group of fearless slaves, resulting in heavy casualties.

Beldomcen had to rearrange the assault plan.

This group of pathetic, cowardly slaves, having been forged by the fires of war, could no longer be slaughtered like sheep.

In the battle for life and death, they gradually bared their fangs.

At this time, a handsome Caucasian entered the hall, raising his hand.

"Uncle, have you prepared my Tear of the Sun?"

The handsome Caucasian had a profile like it was carved from marble, with golden hair shining like sunlight.

Beldomcen turned, smiling at the Caucasian.

"Don't worry, this Tear of the Sun was prepared for you half a year ago."

The Caucasian glanced at the military map and snorted.

"What, the trouble at Niusku Diamond Mine still isn't resolved? Do you need my help?"

Beldomcen laughed, "These lowly slaves, how could they be worthy of your intervention?"

"Rest assured, within three days, they will be breached."

Outside the General's Mansion, on a lamp post eight hundred meters away, Yang Fei aimed his heavy sniper at Beldomcen.

He activated his Snake Stupefaction, suppressing his killing intent.

Not to mention Beldomcen, even a King Sniper wouldn't be able to escape Yang Fei's sniping.

At this moment, the Turtle Extreme inside Yang Fei gave a sharp warning, as if some huge danger was about to descend.

Yang Fei was startled, feeling a vague familiarity with the handsome Caucasian, as if they had met somewhere before.

Suddenly, a thought flashed like lightning in Yang Fei's mind, sending shivers down his spine.

Damn, this handsome Caucasian was none other than Sun God Apollo from the Greek Gods!

Yang Fei's eyes immediately reddened.

This was the man who killed multiple Evil Dragon Warriors, and Liang Jiayi's brother, Long Ci, died by his hand.

The entire Changfeng Squad lay in ambush, supporting the sniper Yang Fei.

As soon as Yang Fei succeeded with one shot, the team would cover his retreat from the town, completing the mission.

However, on the lamp post, Yang Fei was delayed, taking no action.

On top of the lamp post, Yang Fei's eyes were bloodshot, his breathing heavy.

Before this mortal enemy, he could not restrain his killing intent.

The rest of the Changfeng Team Members encircled Yang Fei defensively, ready to retreat once he succeeded.

Yang Fei's muzzle was aimed at Beldomcen, though his gaze stayed fixed on Apollo, the faces of his fallen comrades constantly before him.

Apollo seemed to sense something, looking skeptically in Yang Fei's hidden direction.

Startled, Yang Fei finally mastered his killing urge.

The crosshair of his heavy sniper fixed on Beldomcen's head.

Bam!

Yang Fei pulled the trigger and the bullet roared out.

Hundreds of meters away, Beldomcen's head exploded, his body collapsing like a felled tree, leaving a trail of brain matter and blood.

Apollo was shocked, his eyes turning red.

He rushed toward Beldomcen.

But at this moment, bullets from Yang Fei's gun followed one after another at him.

Apollo's figure turned into shadowy afterimages, evading Yang Fei's bullets.

He suddenly performed a somersault, dodging into a blind angle where the heavy sniper couldn't target him.

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