Chapter 717: The Dagger of Six People

Kneel down for me!" At this moment, an inharmonious voice suddenly came from the restaurant of Xilane Club.Wang Zheng and Zhang Mingqi looked towards where the sound was coming from and saw a waiter b...Chapter 717: A Six-Person Knife Squad

After this incident, the Chinese special forces unit was effectively destroyed. The once cohesive spirit vanished completely, and their fighting spirit utterly collapsed. There wasn't a single thing about them worth paying attention to anymore. Even a casual encounter with a group of mercenaries would reduce them to a mess.

In recent days, they had encountered more and more enemies, whether they were mercenaries or special forces from other countries, even some lone-wolf super experts. Fortunately, thanks to Wang Zheng's leadership, the team hadn't suffered major losses, although casualties continued unabated.

From certain captured mercenaries, Wang Zheng learned that a small squad of six people had landed at the southern end of Wilson Peninsula's rainforest and advanced like a sharp blade straight ahead. In just three days, they had traversed one hundred fifty kilometers through this dense forest with lush undergrowth!

In such an environment filled with thorny bushes and towering trees, having to be wary of venomous snakes on the ground as well as hidden gun barrels in the shadows, achieving such rapid marching speed was truly a miracle.

Along their journey, this small squad encountered gods and killed them, met Buddhas and destroyed them. No one could stand against them; every mercenary unit they came across was almost completely wiped out, with only a few survivors escaping!

In these three days, the team fought more than ten battles without suffering any casualties! The six of them continued to march at this rapid pace, unstoppable by anyone.

It's said that the unluckiest person was Draganat. This super tough guy ranked second on the overall mission guild scoreboard had his arm broken one night by a mysterious figure and then encountered this six-person team. Upon meeting them, he was immediately surrounded and injured; another arm was broken, forcing him to flee again! For Draganat, this trip into Wilson Peninsula's forest would definitely be a lifetime disgrace.

Originally, he had the chance to severely injure the Eastern Demon King, but an unexpected challenger appeared. In the pitch-black night with no visibility, that guy was as active as during the day, and Draganat could not match him at all. He could only run away in disarray while the other pursued madly for half a day straight. During their chase, they fought as they ran. Fortunately, they encountered a group of mercenaries, and both sides engaged in firefights; Draganat managed to escape with great difficulty but looked utterly pathetic.

With both arms rendered useless, Dragan's combat effectiveness was basically halved. Although his knee strike technique was excellent, without the cooperation of his arms, he couldn't unleash it to its full potential. Moreover, with internal injuries and dense undergrowth along the way, he couldn't clear a path forward, resulting in numerous cuts on his face when using his head to push through.

The most frustrating moment for this public figure from the task guild came when dealing with physiological needs; both arms were fractured, making it impossible even to remove his pants. Every day, he could only urinate inside his trousers, resulting in a foul odor that kept others away.

Dragan truly wanted to end his life; feeling sticky in his crotch was more unbearable than death itself.

"Evil King, Evil King, I must kill you!" Dragan shouted angrily.

"We need to hurry up. With so many enemies along the way, the captain is definitely in danger," Yang Ming said as he quickened his pace.

"I'm running out of stamina," Qin Changqing panted but gritted his teeth and persisted. After all, he had quit the Dragon Scale program midway through, although he maintained regular exercise; there was still a noticeable difference compared to Yang Ming and the others. (Note: There was an error in the chapter where the Dragon Scale team gathered. In fact, when Qin Changqing first appeared, it was mentioned that he served as a special forces soldier for half a year before quitting for his family's mission. My apologies for this mistake.)

"Then let's rest on the spot," Yang Ming gestured; among these people, he seemed to have taken up the role of leader.

Qin Changqing smiled gratefully; since they started their journey together, it had reignited his passion and brought him closer to Yang Ming and the others.

"Hey, buddy, don't be so formal. We're still brothers," Super Rich Second Generation Qian Yongxing patted Qin Changqing on the shoulder. "When I go to the capital next time, you have to treat me to a good meal."

In fact, Qian Yongxing and Qin Changqing had no interaction; he joined the military half a year later than Qin Changqing. At this moment, however, he was acting as his senior.

"Don't worry, that's for sure! After we get back from this mission, I'll treat everyone to a meal at the Swallow Returns Hotel in Beijing. We won't stop until we're all drunk!" Qin Changqing burst into laughter.

"Swallow Returns... The name is good." Old Jin sat on the ground and twisted open the water bottle for just two sips before twisting it shut again. Throughout the journey, he barely spoke; unlike chatterbox Qian Yongxing who talked incessantly. From Old Jin's perspective, he couldn't waste a single bit of energy on trivial matters and had to conserve his strength for an imminent battle.

Qin Changqing, this promising new star in law enforcement, openly defied his superior without hesitation, abandoning his dazzling identity to join a team where their fate was uncertain. Yet, he felt no regret whatsoever in his heart.

However, what Qin Changqing didn't know was that on the very first day of his disappearance, the high-ranking officials from Public Security Bureau had already received a call from an antique general within China's military establishment, requesting to borrow Qin Changqing for a top-secret mission. No one dared to say no to this founding elder-level general. Simultaneously, the high-ranking officials at the Public Security Bureau began to be astonished by Qin Changqing’s background; they hadn't expected his father to have such deep and extensive connections within the military.

Therefore, if Qin Changqing could return alive from South America, he would definitely advance further in his political career.

"Hey Old Jin, next time don’t go doing those jobs like carrying bricks and cement anymore. If I had known you were this kind of person earlier on, I would have bought that construction company ages ago and made you the general manager." Qian Yongxing spoke carelessly, for him—a big shot who once owned a dozen mines—the acquisition of merely one construction firm was but a trifle.

"Heh heh," Old Jin grinned bashfully but remained silent.

However, as sunlight streamed down, the two-inch-wide scar on Old Jin’s dark face seemed even more startling and shocking.

"Old Jin, this scar... wasn't there before." The talkative Qian Yongxing hesitated but finally asked the question on his mind.

"That was from a shell fragment," Old Jin touched the scar with a flat tone: "A cannonball. If it had been two centimeters deeper, my head would have been split open."

This is the longest sentence that Old Jin has spoken to them since they met.

"This bunch of damned beasts!" Qian Yongxing said angrily: "I also have a shell casing stuck in my spine. It was nearly paralyzing me, and it can't be taken out. Every time there's rain or overcast weather, it hurts terribly!"

"They will all die; not one of them will escape."

At this moment, a man leaning against a tree and cleaning his gun next to them spoke these cold words filled with murderous intent.

It was Shaang.

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