I returned to my hometown adorned with military medals, and the whole city erupted in celebration.

The smell of gunpowder on the training ground instantly became incredibly strong.

The Blue Team's first round of long-range artillery fire was so precise it was as if they had placed locators on the heads of every member of the Iron Fist Regiment.

In fact, that was the masterpiece of the Blue Team's electronic jamming and satellite reconnaissance—in the face of the digital battlefield, the Iron Fist Regiment, this mighty lion, had its throat sealed before it could even open its mouth.

"Report! Communication with the First Battalion has been lost!"

"Report! Unidentified armed personnel have been spotted on the flank of the regimental headquarters. Their firepower is extremely heavy. The Second Company is overwhelmed!"

"Report! The radar station has been destroyed; we're now blind!"

The sounds of news reports, explosions, and curses mingled together.

Inside the Blue Team's command post, Chen Shanming watched the red dot on the electronic screen turn gray, a cold smile playing on his lips, like a cat toying with a mouse.

"Is this what they call the Iron Fist Corps, the meritorious organization?"

Chen Shanming turned around and waved to the special forces soldiers behind him who were fully equipped and ready to go. "One hundred and twenty-eight men, divided into twelve hunting teams. I want Kang Lei to be able to hear only his own breathing for three hours. Remember, for officers above the company level, if you can capture them alive, don't kill them. I want to bring them all back to Number Five as snacks."

"yes!"

The twelve special forces teams, like twelve poisoned daggers, silently pierced the massive yet bloated body of the Iron Fist Regiment.

Meanwhile, at the Fourth Company's cooking squad's residence.

Sergeant Ma, frantically protecting his mess kit, was sweating profusely. "Erniu! Erniu! Forget about the pot, get into the bunker! These Blue Army soldiers have gone mad, they're even blowing up our mess kit!"

Li Erniu squatted by the bushes, his eyes unusually clear.

In his mind, the [Individual Radar Scan] had already been quietly activated.

Within his field of vision, several extremely tiny green dots were moving rapidly within a radius of 300 meters.

Those points of light not only evaded the Fourth Company's patrols, but also, under the cover of the explosion, reached within fifty meters of Political Instructor Gong Jian.

"Eight members of the Wolf Fang Special Forces."

Li Erniu counted silently in his mind.

He glanced at Gong Jian, who was being dragged back to the cover by Sergeant Lao Hei.

At this moment, Gong Jian looked anxious, but more than that, he was furious at being caught off guard.

He underestimated the brutality of special operations—in the eyes of an old fox like Fan Tianlei, there was no distinction between front and rear.

"Squad leader, I need to pee!"

Li Erniu suddenly shouted at Lao Ma.

"You're still urinating at a time like this? You might as well wet your pants!" Old Ma was so angry he jumped up and down.

But Li Erniu didn't turn around at all. With a swift movement, he disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye, like an old black bear darting into a dense forest.

Li Erniu knew very well that the Iron Fist Gang was now in complete chaos.

Chen Shanming's twelve squads were like a large net, cutting the regimental headquarters, battalion headquarters, and various elite companies into isolated islands.

Even if he rushed over now to tell Gong Jian that there was an ambush, Gong Jian would at most fight the four-man squad head-on.

Using traditional infantry thinking to counter special forces infiltration will only result in a Pyrrhic victory or complete annihilation.

Even though Gong Jian had been a special forces soldier before.

The problem is that his soldiers lack special operations thinking and capabilities.

Therefore, we can only deploy according to conventional tactics.

"To deal with Wolf Fang, you have to use Wolf Fang's methods."

As Li Erniu sped along, he pulled out a set of miniature camouflage paint from the system's inventory from his backpack.

As he ran, he skillfully smeared highly deceptive stripes onto his face.

That's the "Phantom Coating" that comes with the [God-Level Disguise Technique], which can adjust the color contrast according to the ambient light.

He moved extremely quickly, casually plucking off a few dry branches with special leaves and sticking them into his helmet.

"Ding! The system has detected that the host is engaging in atypical combat disengagement. The system suggests: Preserve yourself and activate harvesting mode."

"I know."

Li Erniu darted behind an ancient tree that was as thick as a person's embrace.

His [firearms proficiency] made him feel that the Type 95 in his hand was no longer a fire poker, but an extension of his body.

"I can't stay here. If I stay, the best I can do is be a cook with good aim."

Li Erniu muttered to himself, "I have to break out of this circle. I want to show Fan Tianlei what 'logistical pressure' really means."

At this moment, a scout from the ninth squad of Wolf Fang, codenamed "Wild Dog," was lying prone in the grass.

His infrared telescope was locked onto Gong Jian's back.

"Captain, target locked on the commander of the Red Team's Fourth Company. The target is withdrawing. Should we proceed with the 'decapitation strike'?"

The cold voice of the squad leader, "Grizzly," came through the headset: "No rush. Number Five said that the Fourth Company is the soul of the Iron Fist Regiment. We need to capture this soul alive in front of the entire regiment. Wild Dog, let them pass. We'll follow them and find out the exact location of their regimental headquarters."

"Understood. A bunch of traditional peasants, leave them to me."

The stray dog ​​chuckled and prepared to get up and move.

Sudden.

An extremely eerie sense of crisis suddenly shot up from his spine to the top of his head!

As a veteran of the Wolf Fang team, Wild Dog has experienced countless brushes with death.

This feeling only arises when you are being targeted by the most powerful predators.

He turned around abruptly, his submachine gun instinctively ready to sweep horizontally.

But all he saw were weeds swaying in the wind and a few withered poplar trees.

"What's wrong?" Through the earpiece, team leader Grizzly noticed the wild dog's unusual behavior.

"No...it was probably a wild rabbit." The stray dog ​​wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, still shaken. "This forest is eerie."

Unbeknownst to him, less than three meters behind him in the shade of the tree canopy, Li Erniu was like a giant gecko clinging to a tree trunk.

His god-like climbing ability allows him to hang almost without any leverage.

[God-level Disguise] allowed him to completely blend into the tree bark.

Li Erniu stared coldly at the special forces soldier's neck.

If he wanted to, the boning knife in his hand, which he had just sharpened on a stone, could instantly kill this scout.

But he didn't do anything.

"Only one? Not shocking enough."

Li Erniu's lips curled into a smile. "I have to leave something for that grandson of Xiao Gong, and also give Fan Tiankeng a generous gift."

He leaped lightly, landed silently, and disappeared once again into the depths of the forest.

Meanwhile, in other areas of the Iron Fist Gang, the battle had reached a fever pitch.

Chen Shanming directed the special forces to use their electronic communication advantage to continuously create false orders, luring the Iron Fist Regiment's troops into the ambush zone.

"Report! The battalion commander of the 3rd Battalion has been killed!"

"Report! The regimental headquarters guard platoon has been hit by an unidentified chemical fumes; all personnel are incapacitated!"

In less than two hours, the Iron Fist Regiment, a formidable elite force, suffered a large-scale rout due to harassment from over a hundred Blue Team members.

This cannot be blamed on Conley's incompetence, nor on the Iron Fist Group's cowardice.

This is a generational gap.

It is a comprehensive suppression in the dimension of war.

Gong Jian led the remnants of the Fourth Company and fled in a sorry state into a valley called "Black Wind Pass".

"Instructor! Our cooking squad... the cooking squad hasn't caught up!" Old Black, the squad leader, wiped the mud off his face.

Gong Jian abruptly stopped, turning back to look at the smoke-filled rear, his eyes red-rimmed: "What?! Where's Lao Ma? Where's Er Niu?"

"During that round of artillery fire, everyone got separated. Sergeant Ma was at the back with the pots and pans, but Erniu... that idiot Erniu said he was going to pee and never came back!"

"idiot!"

Gong Jian yelled, "Ignore them! Keep moving!"

However, they did not know that on the cliff above the valley...

Li Erniu was squatting in the shadow of a boulder, with several booby trap components he had "snatched" from the Blue Team's special forces' route in front of him.

"Three circles of low crawl, right?"

As Li Erniu skillfully set up the traps, he muttered to himself, "Wolf Fang, today I'll teach you what real 'ambush counterattack' is."

He looked up at the Ninth Group, which was rapidly approaching from not far away, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.