How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?!-Chapter 130: Seventeen Experts Guard the Nation’s Gate

Chapter 130: Chapter 130: Seventeen Experts Guard the Nation’s Gate

"Captain, we need to open fire now. If they get any closer, we’ll lose the sniping advantage," Chen Hua licked his lips, his voice extremely light.

He was an experienced sniper and knew the optimal killing range for a sniper rifle.

Too far, and the shot might miss. frёeωebɳovel.com

Too close, and the enemy could return fire with guns, negating the sniper rifle’s advantage.

But even with this rational suggestion, Lin Xiaoyang still refused, "You are responsible for targets beyond four hundred meters; anything within four hundred meters, leave to me and Zhi Jun!"

Chen Hua’s heart trembled...

He finally realized what the captain was planning.

He wanted to use his special ability to see in the dark, wielding his gun to carry out a dark sniping operation.

The gun in his hand was not a sniper rifle and lacked a scope, so he couldn’t shoot from a distance, which is why he let the enemy get closer...

Tonight, it wasn’t just one sniper; it was three!

One conventional sniper, two unconventional.

In the tension-filled atmosphere, enemy mercenaries slowly approached in a fan formation—five hundred meters, four hundred meters, three hundred meters, two hundred meters...

"Fire!" Lin Xiaoyang gave the command.

Twelve guns fired at once!

Gunshots ripped through the quiet night sky, and four or five enemy mercenaries fell immediately. The rest became alert, quickly seeking cover. There was no shortage of covers in the jungle. Behind a tree was cover, behind a rock one could lie down was cover, even if there was nothing around, lying flat on the ground, burying themselves in thick grass was also cover.

Once they found cover, the mercenaries started to fire back.

Gunfire roared, bullets flew, and the first wave of submachine gun fire targeted the hilltop where they were.

"Use the cover and return fire at will!"

The soldiers retreated behind cover, shielding themselves with the hilltop, shifting positions, and entering real combat mode.

In an instant, a fierce battle erupted on Gu Ying Ridge.

Entering free-fire mode, the roles of the snipers—Lin Xiaoyang, Zhi Jun, and Chen Hua—truly shone.

Others fired blindly, but they sniped with precision.

One shot, one kill, the enemy numbers quickly dwindled.

Chen Hua targeted enemies beyond four hundred meters, while Lin Xiaoyang and Zhi Jun took on those within.

In the night, with overgrown weeds and trees obstructing the view, boulders serving as shields, in such conditions, it would normally be difficult to kill an experienced mercenary, but tonight, the darkness was not a hindrance but a help to them.

The mercenaries, emboldened by the cover of nightfall, followed a psychological inertia: If I can’t see the enemy, they surely can’t see me. However, the iron rules of the battlefield had changed.

Lin Xiaoyang and Zhi Jun had activated their Rejuvenation Skill; although the Twelve Primary Channels and the Eight Extraordinary Meridians were not yet open and their physical abilities had not made a qualitative leap, their vision had undergone a profound transformation. With True Qi flowing through them, they felt even more at one with their guns.

As soon as they spotted an enemy’s figure, they immediately fired—if a head showed, shoot the head; if a foot showed, shoot the foot. In no time, the wails of the enemy mercenaries rose and fell, intensifying their panic and unease. They no longer dared to stay put and quickly retreated.

This retreat, this movement, gave them even more opportunities. In a short span, another six or seven were hit...

"Retreat!" A shout came from the enemy camp.

Whoosh!

Over a dozen dark objects flew into the air.

These were grenades!

It was standard for mercenaries to throw grenades to cover their retreat.

Boom!

Fire blazed skyward, the area between them and Lin Xiaoyang engulfed in smoke, completely cutting off his and Zhi Jun’s visual, as the mercenaries escorted someone and swiftly retreated.

Chen Hua’s sniper rifle fired again and again, hitting three, but by his fourth shot, the group had already fallen back below the hillside.

"Chase!" Lin Xiaoyang stood up tall.

Twelve soldiers charged down the slope in pursuit.

This was the most dangerous pursuit.

The mercenaries were extremely experienced in combat. They had just been taken by surprise on this side and suffered heavy losses.

Now that they were out of the outpost soldiers’ firing range, they could easily set up a counter-ambush.

Last time, Lin Xiaoyang fell for their trap and had to expose himself to cover his comrades’ retreat, nearly losing his life on the hill in front.

It was the same scenario today.

But he made the same choice.

Only five miles away was the boundary stele between the two countries, and he had to leave none of the enemy behind before they retreated back to the boundary stele. The most critical task was to capture the person they were escorting.

Catching this person would uproot the whole carrot—bring out the entire drug trafficking chain in the country.

By the time they arrived, the group of mercenaries had already retreated into a crevice.

This crevice, with giant rocks on both sides, was a natural ambush site overlooking the entry point below.

"They really chased us!" A Caucasian with a fierce expression said, "Prepare for a counter-kill, start with a saturation attack with grenades!"

He stretched out his hand, pulling out three grenades from his pocket.

There was no response behind him.

The mercenary leader turned around sharply, his eyes bulging.

Behind him, more than a dozen comrades ready for an ambush all lay motionless. The drug lord they were escorting was covered in sweat and staring in one direction, lips trembling slightly, but unable to produce a sound.

In that direction, a young man held a bloodied dagger in his hand, the dagger dangled lazily on the stone, a trickle of fresh blood flowing down from the tip.

"Since you’ve come, just get buried here!"

Nine gentle words came through.

Shuffle!

The mercenary leader abruptly drew his dagger, backhand stabbing towards the young man.

When the dagger was drawn, the young man was still there.

When the dagger fell, the young man had vanished.

Shriek!

A Caucasian head soared into the air, as three grenades fell from his hand.

Just as they were about to hit the bluestone underfoot, suddely a foot kicked upwards, sending all three grenades flying backwards.

A thunderous boom resonated, flames shot into the sky.

The young man twisted the tip of his dagger, placing it at the drug lord’s brow.

The drug lord’s fingers had already touched the gun at his waist, but he had completely lost the chance to draw it.

"You... you’re not the border army, who are you?" The drug lord’s voice was hoarse.

Of course, it was Lin Xiaosu.

Lin Xiaosu couldn’t be bothered to waste words with him, stretched out his hand to grab the drug lord’s neck, and with a twist, the drug lord was hoisted onto the stone – him following suit.

Ahead, Lin Xiaoyang, leading eleven soldiers, had already reached the narrow gap outside, charging in a dispersed formation.

Suddenly, the soldiers were all startled, pointing their guns towards the sky.

Because atop the stone, there was a man; beneath him, another lay prone.

"Brother!" Lin Xiaoyang shouted.

Swoosh, all the soldiers’ guns changed direction.

Illuminated by the faint starlight, they all recognized him, the man on the stone was their captain’s brother, the ancient martial artist who had just demonstrated magical qinggong before them.

"Four guys from Dongjiang have been taken care of, there are more than a dozen still behind this rock." Lin Xiaosu smiled slightly: "No one has crossed the Boundary Stele!"

Lin Xiaoyang’s heart skipped a beat - no one crossing the Boundary Stele, what did that mean?

It meant that the enemy’s force had been totally wiped out!

This was his brother, the toughest mission on Dongjiang’s side, he had easily accomplished, and he really did keep his initial promise, completing the task and then joining them.

He came over, not to meet up immediately, but to annihilate those who wanted to flee back to Qingmian Country, without a single slip.

The greatest catch was already in hand – this drug lord!

The drug lord was now so scared he’d peed himself, limply carried away by two soldiers.

The battlefield was also being cleaned up; the deputy captain, Li Zhiwei, circled around Lin Xiaosu a few times before finally speaking out: "Little Su, I want to ask you something."

"Speak!" Lin Xiaosu said.

"You’ve already taught your brother and Zhi Jun ancient martial arts, can you teach us too?"

As he spoke these words, several soldiers cleaning up the battlefield tensed up, their hands also trembling slightly.

In the past, no one had such strong interest in the legendary ancient martial arts, but today was different.

They had witnessed this extraordinary person’s abilities themselves.

They had personally experienced the marvel of ancient martial arts on the battlefield.

For the first time in their lives, they felt such divine skills were so close to them – half a month ago, the captain and Zhi Jun were just like them, but today, they had become extraordinary.

Lin Xiaosu smiled, his grin under the starlight somewhat unfathomable.

Li Zhiwei’s heart was pounding, not out of greed, he wasn’t asking for himself.

What he wanted was for the Gongchun Mountain outpost, which consumes the lives of dozens of soldiers every year. If all seventeen men guarding the outpost were ancient martial artists, then who would dare to offend?

With everyone’s eager eyes on him, Lin Xiaosu let out a light sigh, which made everyone’s heart cool at the same time – was this disagreement?

Indeed, as the old saying goes, skills are not transferred lightly, how could they really expect him to teach divine skills so easily?

How could such a miraculous Cultivation Technique truly be so easily obtained?

Lin Xiaosu sighed: "My only concern is, if our Gongchun Mountain outpost inadvertently becomes a brass wall and iron barrier guarded by seventeen masters, from now on, would the mercenary corps across ever sleep peacefully?"

"Ha ha... you agreed!" Li Zhiwei sprung up and hugged Lin Xiaosu’s shoulders fiercely.

Lin Xiaosu laughed: "You are my brother’s brothers, naturally you are my brothers too. I am willing to share anything, but let’s get the unpleasant talk out of the way first, I guarantee to teach earnestly, but whether you can learn it or not depends on your own fate."

Ah!

The soldiers cleaning the battlefield also jumped up...

The night raid, cruel and intense, seemed to have turned into a joyful place at this moment...

Under the same faint starlight, a hundred miles away in Northern Shan State of Qingmian Country, it slumbered under the stars.

On top of a tall building, in a room, filled with adult ambiance.

A man’s heavy breathing, a woman’s moans, in the quiet night, drifted to the corridor where several guards were burning with desire.

But they dared not move, because the person in the room was the king of this land.

This was General Taye of the Shan State Guerrilla Army.

Even if his army had only two thousand men, a General was still a General. In Northern Shan State, his word was law, no one dared to say otherwise.

The woman moaning inside was a school teacher, who wore a uniform and taught people during the day, but when General Taye beckoned, dare she not come?

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