How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?!-Chapter 129: A Kill in Nanjiang, Shocking the Foreign Country

Chapter 129: Chapter 129: A Kill in Nanjiang, Shocking the Foreign Country

The night was deep, and the moon hid behind the clouds. In fact, dense fog enveloped the mountains and valleys at night, rendering the moonlight almost useless for visibility.

In such a place, theoretically, strangers should not move about at night.

But at midnight, the alarm sounded.

Lin Ziyang sprang up from his meditative state and rushed to the monitor. His expression changed slightly as he stared at the screen: "Two locations?"

Vice-captain Li Zhiwei said, "Yes! Captain, let’s split up and take action!"

"Alright, each take five people! You head to Gu Ying Ridge, I’ll enter Dongjiang Valley," Lin Xiaoyang ordered.

"No, Captain, you’re injured. You can’t afford to enter Dongjiang Valley. You go to Gu Ying Ridge instead!" Li Zhiwei insisted.

Dongjiang Valley was the most dangerous place, virtually without paths. Poisonous insects and ferocious beasts lurked everywhere. Entering Dongjiang Valley meant a slim chance of survival, even without enemies.

The installation of the monitor in that location was a major project in itself. The most worrying scenario for the lookout point was getting an alert from there, and today, ironically, it happened.

Lin Xiaoyang said, "Enough talk. Are you the captain or am I? I am entering Dongjiang Valley, that’s an order!"

Everyone present was stunned.

The two leaders were arguing, but they were actually competing to take on the more dangerous mission...

Suddenly, a voice rang out: "Brother, you go to Gu Ying Ridge. Leave Dongjiang Valley to me!"

Over a dozen soldiers turned their heads, staring at the silhouette of Lin Xiaosu on the hill behind them.

Xiaosu, this..." Lin Xiaoyang was also startled.

"Don’t forget, I am trained in Ancient Martial!" Lin Xiaosu’s figure rose, and he suddenly soared into the night sky. The next moment, he appeared at the top of a tall tree, his voice coming down from there: "There are more than twenty people coming from Gu Ying Ridge. You guys set up a defensive line on the mountaintop. Don’t risk attacking; I’ll take out the four in Dongjiang Valley and then rejoin you."

His voice still hung in the air, and he had already plunged into the Abyss.

The seventeen lookout members were as if petrified...

Is this what Ancient Martial art is?

Soaring up like a bird darting into the sky.

Diving down like a dragon slithering out of a ravine.

This completely overturned the military’s method of combat.

"Move out! To Gu Ying Ridge!" Lin Xiaoyang waved his hand, leading the team toward Gu Ying Ridge, while Lin Xiaosu took over the most dangerous Dongjiang Valley in an unimaginable manner. The two leaders had no more cause to argue and moved together towards Gu Ying Ridge, no need to split up, taking ten people!

In the darkness, they hurried on their way.

And Lin Xiaosu, like a ghost of the night, swiftly moved through the treetops, quickly leaving the lookout far behind. The valleys below were like open paths to him, with a deep valley and a swift stream in front.

This was a tributary of Nanjiang, actually serving as the boundary line between the two countries.

Under normal circumstances, no one could cross the border, not even monkeys.

But tonight, the four individuals were clearly not ordinary; they possessed high technology.

Across the fifty meters of Nanjiang, a rope-gun fired, securing to the rock on this side, and a pulley allowed them to enter this rarely traversed valley.

"There’s a secret passage below this valley, going through here leads to Dongjiang Eighteen Villages. Once we enter the Eighteen Villages, we are truly inside Daxia territory," a young man said.

His Qingmian Country language was a bit awkward because he was originally from Daxia Country.

"Good! Very good!" A middle-aged man next to him said, "Once this route is successfully opened, I’ll give you three hundred thousand Xia Coins!"

"Thank you, Mr. Lan!" The young man’s face glowed with happiness.

"Keep the voices down, watch out for the lookout above," the middle-aged man said.

A white Western Mercenary beside him sinisterly smiled, "Don’t worry, even if some people come over, don’t we have our brothers? Killing a batch of them, crossing the border under their noses, feels even more fulfilling."

He was more arrogant.

Because he was part of the Western Mercenary Army and had at least ten lives to his name.

His combat logic was quite different from that of Eastern people. Easterners talk strategy, which these guys couldn’t grasp; they were more accustomed to power talks, blade talks...

Suddenly, a voice from above asked, "Is that so?"

It was in Daxia Language.

The four below were shocked and suddenly looked up.

Above, on a tree branch stood a silhouette, his cloak flapping in the night wind.

With a whoosh, the mercenary quickly raised his hand, throwing a dagger toward the person on the branch.

This dagger was this mercenary’s specialty, earning him the nickname "Flying Knife Assassin" in his mercenary group.

Indeed, a flying knife was the best means against an enemy during top-secret missions. Gun noise could alert the enemy, but a flying knife wouldn’t.

Unfortunately, this flying knife was aimed at Lin Xiaosu.

Facing the incoming flying knife, Lin Xiaosu didn’t even blink; he suddenly reached out, catching the knife. The next instant, whoosh!

The Flying Knife Assassin’s eyes widened as his own dagger ended up lodged in his own throat.

Whoosh!

Another mercenary quickly raised his gun.

The figure in the tree suddenly vanished.

Sssht!

A soft sound, and the gun-wielding mercenary’s head flew off.

The middle-aged man and the young man both turned pale instantly, devoid of any color, as the dagger that just decapitated the mercenary now pointed at their throats, dripping with fresh blood.

The person holding the dagger, shockingly, was just the young man who had been in the tree five meters high a moment ago. Now, he appeared out of thin air in front of them, ghostly and elusive.

The two mercenaries who were assigned to guard them had already genuinely turned into ghosts.

"Which country are you from?"

"I... I... I am from Daxia!" The young man now spoke in Daxia language.

"A noble person of Daxia, choosing to serve a country as insignificant as a booger, why don’t you ask your ancestors whether this is disgraceful or not?" Lin Xiaosu waved her hand, and the young man’s head flew off.

Cold sweat covered the forehead of the middle-aged man as he staggered backward, suddenly tripping and falling to the ground.

"What about you? You’re not from Daxia, are you?" Lin Xiaosu’s gaze shifted to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man shook his head desperately: "No, I’m from Qingmian Country..."

"People from Qingmian Country daring to trespass into Daxia!" Lin Xiaosu waved her hand, and this person’s head flew off.

Her hand gently lifted, and the bloody dagger she held flew through the air, severing a nearly invisible steel cable fifty meters away above the Nanjiang river.

At the other end of the cable lay Qingmian Country.

In the bushes, two people looked up simultaneously, cold sweat on their faces.

Their eyes were full of fear and disbelief.

A rope silently traveled through the night sky, forming a high-tech bridge at the narrowest part of Nanjiang, the least detectable method of crossing the border they could conceive.

However, someone appeared like a ghost, and the script was completely rewritten.

"Just kill without questioning..." The voice of the person on the left trembled.

"This isn’t the usual method of the guards; typically they capture and interrogate..." The voice from the right trembled even more.

On the other side of Nanjiang, in Dongjiang Valley, Lin Xiaosu soared into the sky, disappearing into the night. This soaring figure also fell into the eyes of these two men, jointly leading to one conclusion: this route was over before it even began.

Because a ghostly figure had set eyes on this route.

For those who crossed the border, it meant immediate beheading.

No interrogation, just direct sentencing to death!

It must be said, this decisive method provided a greater deterrent for border-crossers.

In modern society, illegal activities are deterred by law. The deterrent effect of the law is significant for those living in comfort, as who would wish to give up a life of sipping tea in the office or enjoying pleasures in the bedroom to lose their freedom?

But for those already living on the edge, what deterrent could be greater than decapitation?

Lin Xiaosu was initially planning to conduct an interrogation tonight, but knowing there were watchers on the other side, she spared it and went straight for beheading, sending a clearer message to the mercenaries from Qingmian Country.

Telling them that trespassers die!

Meanwhile, Lin Xiaoyang led his team of ten to Gu Ying Ridge.

Gu Ying Ridge, with its treacherous terrain, backed by Dongjiang Eighteen Villages and fronted by a dense primeval forest.

Because of its extensive defensive line, it has always been an ideal spot for foreign mercenaries to cross the border.

Last time, Lin Xiaoyang was wounded here.

Today, he came again.

Upon arrival, there was movement in the dense forest ahead, suggesting a considerable number of people.

Zhi Jun’s lips moved close to Lin Xiaoyang’s ear: "Captain, little Su’s eyesight is truly divine, he could see the incoming people clearly from such a distance. I just counted roughly, and there really are more than twenty people."

Lin Xiaoyang did not react to this comment, but his deputy captain Li Zhiwei was astounded: "Zhi Jun, can you see the enemy?"

In a swish, everyone’s gaze landed on Zhi Jun’s face, all quite surprised.

The most stunned person was Chen Hua, the team’s sniper, who was already positioned on a slope with his sniper rifle, peering through its infrared telescope. He saw more than a dozen figures, but only through the infrared telescope.

Could they really see the enemy with the naked eye?

It was night, the fog was thick, and the starlight in this region was exceedingly dim. Seeing a figure within a hundred meters was already at the limit, and the movement of branches in the jungle indicated these people were at least a thousand meters away.

Zhi Jun himself was also shocked: "Right, why can I also see clearly? Could the Rejuvenation Skill... also improve vision? Captain, can you see clearly?"

Lin Xiaoyang nodded lightly: "I can roughly see them, more than twenty people is correct! My eyesight wasn’t this good before, maybe it indeed is the effect of the Rejuvenation Skill."

The remaining nine team members’ hearts pounded wildly.

Rejuvenation Skill!

Not only the captain’s brother possessed this miraculous Cultivation Technique, but both the captain and Zhi Jun had also practiced it, and it had already made an inconceivable impact on the battlefield...

"Captain, the enemy has entered the sniping range, should we fire?" Chen Hua’s voice came.

"No! Let them come closer!" Lin Xiaoyang said.

Letting them come closer...

This would undoubtedly increase the lethality of the sniping, but at the same time, it was also very risky; the closer they got, the easier it was to lose control.

But the captain’s order had been given, and it must be followed.

The group of more than twenty sped up, weaving through, and elongating the battle line, tension in the combat atmosphere reaching its peak...

One thousand meters!

Eight hundred meters!

Five hundred meters!

They could even hear the sound of twigs breaking on the opposite side.

There was no light, not even a flicker.

The enemies’ alertness here was clearly also at its peak.

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