A generation of soldiers begins with Feng Yuxiu traveling through time and space with Xu Sanduo

Chapter 414 The desperate battle of the Wolf Fang Special Forces, reinforcements from the Old A Brigade arrive.

"Wang Yanbing!" Chen Shanming called out in a low voice.

"I'd rather die with him!" Wang Yanbing's roar echoed through the gunfire. "I'll take the punishment! I'll hold the sky up if it falls!"

Everyone stared in the direction he had disappeared, the only sound inside the bunker was breathing.

Song Kaifei suddenly wiped his face with his sleeve, and Xu Tianlong nudged him: "Why are you crying?"

"Didn't you hear me? We'll die together..." Song Kaifei's voice trembled with tears, "That's what brothers are all about!"

"You're hopeless!" Xu Tianlong slapped him on the back of the head. "If it really comes to that, I'll drag you along with me! Your stinky feet will be enough to knock out two pirates!"

"Get lost!" Song Kaifei shoved him, but his eyes were even redder.

The wind on the mountaintop carried the smell of gunpowder as it swept by. Scorpion wiped his binoculars with his sleeve; the lenses were still stained with specks of blood from the earlier splatter.

Chachai kicked up a string of pebbles as he climbed up: "The pirates are done for?"

"They're holding back a big move." Scorpion looked down the mountain. "The Chinese special forces are counting their bullets. If they charge again, it'll be a bayonet charge."

"Where are the reinforcements? By the time they crawl over, we'll all be riddled with holes!"

Scorpion scoffed and spat out a blade of grass from his mouth: "A navy without an aircraft carrier is like a lame duck! By the time their ships arrive, it'll be too late."

"Then let's..."

“Just wait and see.” Scorpion suddenly pressed down on Chatchai’s head. A bullet whizzed past the rocks, sending up pebbles that stung his face. “Their sniper is still watching.”

Just then, a white light flashed from the distant lighthouse, followed by several more, as rhythmic as a heartbeat.

Chachai suddenly sat up straight: "What's that?"

Scorpion squinted, his fingers unconsciously tapping his knee: "Lamp language."

"For the reinforcements?"

"It's for us." Scorpion's voice held a hint of amusement. "These Chinese soldiers are more resourceful than I thought."

The white light was still flashing, alternating between a long flash and three short flashes, repeating three times.

Chatchai suddenly whispered, "It's 'Need support'! Morse code!"

“They really dare to ask.” Scorpion tugged at the collar of his ghillie suit. “Besides us, there really isn’t any other living creature on this island that can help them.”

He suddenly laughed, “It’s just like the tripartite balance of power in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms. We’ve become the force that can influence the outcome of the battle.”

“Then…help?” Chatchai’s finger hovered on the trigger.

"Not going to help?" Scorpion pointed to the distant sea. "Once the Chinese fleet's cannons start roaring, how long do you think the pirates can hold out? By then, will they let us go after they've wiped out the pirates?"

He snatched the tactical flashlight from Chacchai's hand. "Tell them we're stabbing the pirates in the back!"

The moment the beam of light pierced the night, He Chenguang on the tower suddenly grabbed Wang Yanbing's hand: "They've returned the signal!"

Inside the bunker, Fan Tianlei was shoving the last grenade into Li Erniu's hand: "Listen! Assault team, once you run out of bullets, fix bayonets and lure the pirates to the reef area on the left! Fire support team, bring up the rear, conserve your bullets, make sure every single one hits a pirate!"

"And what about us?" Duan Shiliang gripped the gun, his knuckles turning white.

"You're coming with me to escort the hostages into the woods!" Fan Tianlei gritted his teeth. "Once inside, we'll fight a guerrilla war, dragging it out until reinforcements arrive!"

"Then... what about the first sniper team?" Li Erniu suddenly asked, his voice trembling. "They're on the tower. If we retreat, they'll be sitting ducks!"

Fan Tianlei gazed in the direction of the tower, his Adam's apple bobbing: "They are snipers, our eyes and ears. They know what to do without us having to tell them."

The team members remained silent; only the distant sound of gunfire could be heard.

"Remember what you said under the military flag!" Fan Tianlei suddenly shouted, his voice so loud it hurt people's eardrums. "Now is the time to deliver on your promise!"

He suddenly raised his gun, "Our honor is..."

"Loyalty!" The roar shook the sandbags, causing dust to fall from them, and flames burned in everyone's eyes.

Just then, a commotion suddenly broke out in the distant pirate camp, followed by a chorus of screams.

He Chenguang suddenly whispered from the tower: "The Scorpions have made their move! They're taking down the pirates' machine gun nest!"

Fan Tianlei gripped his gun tightly and roared into the communicator, "All hands on deck—prepare to charge!"

The crisp sound of the bolts being pulled back echoed in unison, like the horn of death.

At the top of the tower, He Chenguang's cheek was pressed tightly against the stock of his sniper rifle. In the scope, seventy or eighty pirates were crouching and advancing, and the sound of their boots crushing gravel seemed to be right next to his ears.

Wang Yanbing, holding up the laser rangefinder, his knuckles white from the force: "Ten o'clock, 432 meters! The machine gunner is moving!"

Without hesitation, He Chenguang turned the knob, the crosshair locked onto the swaying black shadow, and his finger slammed into the trigger.

With a muffled "thud," the pirate's head in the scope was smashed like a watermelon by a heavy hammer, staggering forward two steps before falling to the ground.

The remaining pirates instantly erupted into chaos, roaring and scattering in all directions, spraying bullets at the tower.

The bullets whizzed past his ear, but He Chenguang didn't even blink before raising the gun barrel again.

Wang Yanbing's voice was extremely low: "The leader is at the eleven o'clock position, 561 meters away! It's the one with the command sword!"

The crosshair locked onto the exposed neck behind the tree, and with another muffled thud, the commander's sword clattered to the ground, and the pirate captain fell straight down in the bushes.

Suddenly, a heavy machine gun on the other side roared, and bullets rained down on the tower like hail. The two men quickly shrank behind sandbags, as gravel and sand pelted down on them.

"We can't stay here!" He Chenguang wiped the dust off his face, grabbed Wang Yanbing, and rushed downstairs. "Let's change positions!"

Just as they reached the edge of the dock, a loud "boom" resounded behind them. The shockwave from the 40mm rocket launcher was like a giant hand, violently throwing the two of them away.

Wang Yanbing rolled on the ground, ignoring the blood at the corner of his mouth, and grabbed He Chenguang, saying, "Let's go!"

The two stumbled and fell behind a broken wall, leaning against the scorching bricks and stones, panting heavily.

He Chenguang stared at the heavy weapons spitting fire in the distance, his voice hoarse: "These sons of bitches are really going all out, they've brought out all their trump cards!"

Wang Yanbing pointed at the quadruple anti-aircraft machine gun in the distance, his teeth grinding: "That thing can tear through steel plates with direct fire! The bunkers can't withstand it at all! We have to knock it out!"

"Fuck him!" He Chenguang suddenly leaned forward, and just as the gun barrel was placed on the wall, Wang Yanbing pushed him back down.

A burst of bullets whizzed across the wall, sending brick fragments flying.

Inside the bunker, the team members lay prone on the ground. Bullets from the anti-aircraft machine gun sliced ​​through the sandbags like chainsaws, and the sound of the canvas being torn was painful to the ears.

Fan Tianlei, wearing a steel helmet, roared, "Mountain Eagle! Mountain Eagle! Smash that high-altitude machine! Let it spray for a little longer, and we'll all be riddled with holes!"

"Roger that!" He Chenguang readied his gun again.

Wang Yanbing's rangefinder locked onto the target: "892 meters! Three o'clock! That quadruple heavy machine gun!"

As the gun fired, the machine gunner fell to the ground, but a pirate immediately pushed the body aside and grabbed the trigger.

He Chenguang was sweating profusely: "We have to blow it up! They're using a relentless attack to wear us down with bullets!"

"Damn it, these bastards were prepared!" Wang Yanbing pounded on the wall in frustration as another machine gunner moved up. "If we have to switch twice more, we'll be out of bullets!"

Inside the bunker, Fan Tianlei suddenly looked up: "Who's going to blow up that heavy machine gun?!"

"Go!" Li Erniu snapped his bayonet shut, the tip of the spear gleaming coldly.

Duan Shiliang roared as he turned to the other side: "Where are the Navy's assault teams?!"

Two naval special forces soldiers slammed their rifle butts on their rifles: "Here!"

"It's time to settle accounts with them! What are we waiting for?!" Duan Shiliang's roar was tinged with tears. Just now, a greenhorn had died right in front of him.

The two crawled to the edge of the sandbag and gripped their rifles with bayonets fixed.

Fan Tianlei roared into the radio, "Mountain Eagle! Take out that machine gunner! The assault team is coming!"

"Roger!" He Chenguang's gun fired again, and the machine gunner fell to the ground. Wang Yanbing roared into the radio, "892 meters! Three o'clock! The heavy machine gunner has just peeked out!"

"Cover!" He Chenguang's gun barrel was still hot, his eyes fixed on the high machine gun.

Li Erniu suddenly let out a beast-like roar, leaping off the sandbag, his gleaming bayonet flashing coldly in the sunlight.

Two naval assault men followed closely behind, and the three of them charged toward the anti-aircraft machine gun like arrows released from a bow.

"Cover fire!" Gong Jian roared, leaning out to fire. "Save your fire! Ten rounds each!"

The team members took turns emerging from cover, their precise bursts of fire suppressing the pirates' firepower.

Li Erniu had already charged up to the first pirate, his bayonet plunging into the man's throat with a "thud," and using the momentum, he kicked the corpse aside, roaring as he continued forward: "Those who block my way shall die..."

The second assault soldier stood shoulder to shoulder with him, his carbine spitting fire at close range, his bayonet knocking down the charging pirate, and his rifle butt smashing the head of the oncoming pirate.

He Chenguang's finger danced on the trigger, each bullet precisely striking the target that posed the greatest threat to the assault team. But the number of pirates in his crosshair was increasing, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead. He was running out of bullets.

On the mountaintop, Chatchai's hand, holding the binoculars, trembled: "They're... throwing their lives away!"

The scorpion remained silent, its brows furrowed, its gaze sweeping across the sea.

"When do we make our move?" Chatchai asked anxiously, stamping his feet.

"Wait a little longer," Scorpion's voice was tinged with unease. "Why hasn't that old fox Tiger Shark shown up yet? Something's not right here."

He recalled the eerie certainty in Tiger Shark's tone during their previous phone call, and a chill suddenly ran through him.

Just then, Wang Yanbing suddenly pointed southwest, his voice changing: "Look! Ships! So many ships!"

A dark mass of speedboats filled the sea, their skull and crossbones flags fluttering in the wind, the roar of their engines sounding like the hissing of countless venomous insects.

Chatchai gasped, "It's Tiger Sharks' reinforcements! We're doomed!"

Scorpion's face grew increasingly grim. Suddenly, he stared intently at the southeastern coastline, his pupils contracting sharply. There were more than twenty dark figures there, climbing up the cliff face like geckos. The badges on their tactical vests gleamed familiarly in the sunlight.

"Chachai! Southeast!" Scorpion's voice trembled for the first time. "Those people...how did they get here?!"

Chatchai hurriedly raised his binoculars, and when he saw the equipment of those people, the rangefinder in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter: "Old A?!"

"Run!" Scorpion yanked Chatchai up and darted into the dense forest, the leaves on their ghillie suit rustling through the air. "That madman is here! I fought him a year ago and fired a shot at their female captain... If we don't run, we'll be chopped into mincemeat!"

"What?" Chatchai stumbled as he was pulled. "Even more ruthless than Wolf Fang?"

"Ten times more ruthless!" Scorpion's voice trembled. "Have you forgotten what happened on that luxury cruise ship? More than ten people from the company were all chopped to pieces by him! Hurry! If you're even a second slower, you'll be fish food!"

The sound of a motor grew closer and closer in the wind. The dark figure on the cliff had climbed to the top. The leader took off his night vision goggles, revealing a face crisscrossed with scars. It was Feng Yuxiu.

He licked the scar on his lip, his cold gaze sweeping across the entire island. "Scorpion, I've come to find you."

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"Quickly, we can't hold on any longer!"

Wang Yanbing had several bullet holes in his shoulder, and the dense firepower around him prevented them from continuing to fire at the pirates.

Meanwhile, Fan Tianlei's ammunition had been completely depleted.

They operate as individual soldiers and cannot carry large amounts of ammunition. Special forces carry out specialized missions, which, to put it bluntly, are about breaking through enemy lines from a single point.

Therefore, these people alone are simply no match for the ammunition depots of the pirates on Crescent Island.

Moreover... more pirates began boarding ships along the coast.

The Wolf Fang Special Forces team has fifteen men left, while the remaining pirates, plus those who landed, are estimated to number over six hundred.

Fan Tianlei slowly stood up, his gaze calm. "Soldiers!"

"Here!" Everyone stood up in unison, staring fearlessly at the distant battlefield shrouded in smoke.

"Fix bayonets, wait for the pirates to get close and engage them in hand-to-hand combat! Protect the hostages behind us!"

"Yes!"

The special forces of Wolf Fang Special Forces and the navy stared at the pirates rushing towards them from afar with a death-defying spirit.

The pirates' manpower replenishment brought their numbers back to over six hundred.

The Wolf Fang Special Forces now have only fifteen men left, and they have no bullets left, so they have absolutely no chance of winning.

Even so, the young Chinese soldiers showed no fear in their eyes; instead, they stared intently at the pirates below like tigers.

"Cuifen, I'm going first." Li Erniu said with tears in his eyes.

“Grandpa, Grandma, your grandson is unfilial.” He Chenguang’s gaze was resolute.

"Grandma, I've come to be with you." Wang Yanbing wiped away her tears.

Song Kaifei forced a smile and looked at Xu Tianlong, "Longlong, if I die, since you're a medical student, can you revive me?"

Xu Tianlong grinned, "Haha, if you die, you'll definitely become a wandering ghost. The underworld won't want you with such a vile mouth."

The pirates drew closer, charging towards their positions with automatic rifles in hand and shouting.

"Go! They're out of bullets! Take them down!!"

"Chinese soldiers, prepare!" Fan Tianlei and Chen Shanming pointed their bayonets at the pirates below.

Ten meters away, seven or eight pirates began to twist grenades and aim them at the top of the position. They grinned maliciously and began to slowly swing their arms.

"charge!"

Fan Tianlei roared, "They have to charge! Otherwise, if the grenades come flying up, they'll be blown to bits!"

Bang bang bang!
Suddenly, a dense barrage of shots erupted from all directions.

Boom boom boom!
The pirates who were about to charge were instantly blown up.

"95!"

"Type 88 high-precision sniper rifle!"

"Bazooka!"

"These are equipment that pirates don't have..."

Fan Tianlei and the others turned around to look at the source of the line-grabbing incident; the Old A team had arrived.

Bang bang bang!
Cheng Cai led the way, leaping and running through the mountain stream, his gun flashing as he sniped, each bullet piercing the throats of two adjacent pirates.

"Holy crap, which unit is Chenguang from? His marksmanship is terrifying." Wang Yanbing was sweating profusely. "My god, this is too scary."

Chen Shanming's eyes widened. "Chief of Staff, look, isn't that..."

Yuan Lang and Qi Huan arrived to provide support, and a fully armed man was standing on higher ground to their left.

Feng Yuxiu, carrying a 40-fire weapon and holding a Barrett rifle, stared intently at the pirate group.

Once heavy firepower is raised, that shot is fired instantly.

The pirate who had just acquired 40 fire resistance was instantly reduced to dust.

"Advance! Remember to provide heavy firepower coverage, and focus on sniping those with heavy weapons, especially the leaders!" Yuan Lang waved his hand.

"understand!"

Cheng Cai jumped up from the hillside and sniped a pirate who was about to throw a grenade in mid-air, blowing his head off.

(End of this chapter)