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Two o'clock in the morning.

On the banks of the Pearl River, at the Nanshi Black Wharf.

A thick layer of white mist rose from the river, accompanied by a light drizzle, mixed with the fishy smell of fermenting river water and the rotten smell of decaying wood.

Four dark figures, like ghosts, crept silently into the abandoned warehouse area, clinging to the slippery bluestone walls.

The terrain here is complex, with rusty metal containers and scattered sacks everywhere.

Relying on his agility, Chen Chuanjin walked in front and saw a huge iron warehouse door in front of him with a half-open door, letting out a faint light. He was delighted.

This is typical gangster behavior; they think they've found the real deal.

Just as he was about to crouch down and squeeze through the half-open iron gate, his collar was grabbed by a tremendous force, and he was dragged back two steps, crashing heavily into the wall behind him.

"Are you looking for death?!"

Lin Qi lowered his voice, his tone extremely stern.

Just as Chen Chuanjin was about to struggle, Lin Qi suddenly pressed down on his head and pointed to the area below the iron gate, which was less than ankle-high.

In the dim moonlight, Chen Chuanjin's pupils suddenly contracted.

Between the iron gate and the door frame, a thin steel wire, almost invisible to the naked eye, was stretched.

The other end of the wire was connected to the pull ring of a grenade hidden in the shadows behind the door.

If Chen Chuanjin had moved his foot just half an inch further forward and broken that steel wire, he would be a pile of minced meat by now.

"Forget your pitiful experience! This is war!"

Lin Qi coldly gave them their first lesson in real combat: "Booby traps, tripwires. These guys have received extremely professional military training; every step is deadly, understand?!"

The cold sweat on Chen Chuanjin's back instantly mingled with the rain. He nodded with lingering fear, his awe of Lin Qi deepening. Just who was this vice principal? He could see through such underhanded tricks at a glance.

Lin Qi ignored them, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath of the humid air.

With his extremely keen sense of smell for chemical materials, he managed to detect a strange odor amidst the stench of rainwater.

"It has the smell of potassium nitrate-based smokeless gunpowder and the smell of high-grade imported German machine lubricating oil."

Lin Qi opened his eyes, his gaze fixed on a two-story red brick warehouse thirty meters to his left: "It's in there. And the gun is already loaded."

They gave hand signals and began to deploy advanced special tactics.

"Xu Xiangqian!"

Lin Qi growled, "You're the most stable and have the best marksmanship. Go up to that water tower across the street, find cover, you don't need to charge, your job is to provide suppressive fire. As soon as you see a light at the window, use precise bursts to pin their machine gunner down inside!"

"yes!"

Xu Xiangqian nodded and swiftly climbed the nearby elevated water tower like a raccoon dog.

"Hu Shoushan!"

Lin Qi turned to the shorter man: "You're short, a small target. See that rusty ventilation duct on the side of the red brick warehouse? Climb in from there, circle around to the beam above their heads. When I fire my gun, throw all the grenades down!"

"clear!"

Hu Shoushan gritted his teeth and crept along the wall like a monkey.

"Chen Chuanjin, you're going to attack me head-on!"

After the distribution was completed, Lin Qi skillfully pulled the safety off the Mauser rifle.

The rain is getting heavier.

Using the discarded wooden crates as cover, Lin Qi and Chen Chuanjin slowly approached the gate of the red brick warehouse.

When they were less than ten meters from the gate, a dog inside the warehouse suddenly started barking wildly.

exposed!

"Bang!"

Without any hesitation, Lin Qi raised his hand and fired a shot. The bullet pierced through the thin wooden door and shattered the dog's head.

The gunshot shattered the tranquility of the Black Wharf.

"Da da da da da!!!"

The warehouse reacted extremely violently in an instant.

Two MP18 submachine guns emerged from the window, spitting out long tongues of fire. Dense 9mm bullets rained down like a storm, sending splinters flying from the wooden crate where Lin Qi and Chen Chuanjin were hiding.

"Damn! That's some serious firepower!"

Chen Chuanjin was so crushed that he couldn't lift his head and lay face down in the mud.

These are no ordinary assassins; they are a well-organized elite commando unit!

Just as the submachine guns were raging, a crisp burst of rifle fire rang out from the water tower high above.

Xu Xiangqian has made his move!

A 7.2mm Mauser rifle bullet pierced the rain accurately, blowing the head off the assassin who was firing a submachine gun from the second-floor window.

The person had half their body hanging out of the window, limply upside down on the windowsill.

The enemy's firepower suddenly developed a fatal gap.

"Now! Go in!"

Lin Qi roared and leaped out of the mud.

Like a cheetah, he rushed to the gate in a few steps, kicked open the dilapidated wooden door, and rolled into the warehouse, with Chen Chuanjin following closely behind.

The warehouse was enormous, filled with bundles of cotton yarn, and a dozen men in black were putting up a last-ditch resistance, clinging to the stacks of yarn.

"Grenade!"

Suddenly, a roar came from the crossbeam above their heads.

Immediately afterwards, two German-made stick grenades, emitting white smoke, fell from the sky and landed precisely behind the enemy's densest firing position.

"Boom! Boom!"

The violent explosion echoed in the closed warehouse, the blast wave sending several bundles of cotton yarn flying, and screams filled the air.

Lin Qi and Chen Chuanjin seized this fleeting opportunity, picked up their rifles, and launched a ruthless close-range shooting attack.

Lin Qi's movements were devoid of any unnecessary frills; every pull of the bolt, aim, and fire was imbued with a mechanical precision and coldness.

He seemed to have a god-like perspective, always able to predict where the enemy would peek out, and a single bullet would take a life.

Although Chen Chuanjin was a new recruit, the bloodshed ignited his inherent ferocity. After missing his target with a shot, he held the rifle upside down, roared, and charged forward, piercing the chest of an assassin who was trying to resist with his bayonet.

The battle ended extremely quickly and brutally.

In less than ten minutes, most of the dozen or so elite assassins were wiped out, leaving behind a ground littered with severed limbs and broken bodies mixed with cotton yarn and rainwater.

The air was filled with a nauseating smell of blood and a pungent smell of gunpowder.

Lin Qi, carrying a rifle still emitting blue smoke, walked up to a man in black whose legs had been blown off and who was lying on the ground howling in pain. This man was clearly the leader of the group of assassins.

Chen Chuanjin, Xu Xiangqian, and Hu Shoushan gathered around.

Although they were brave, it was their first time actually killing someone. Looking at the corpses all over the ground, their faces turned pale and their chests heaved violently.

"Keep them alive for questioning."

Chen Chuanjin said, panting heavily.

The assassin leader's face was deathly pale, but his eyes were extremely fierce as he stared intently at Lin Qi, spitting out a mouthful of blood: "Dream on... I won't say a word!"

Lin Qi didn't speak, and expressionlessly handed the rifle to Xu Xiangqian behind him.

He crouched down and pulled out an extremely sharp industrial caliper from the side of his tall leather boot.

"It's okay if you don't tell me. I'll make you beg to speak up yourself."

Lin Qi's voice was so calm it sent chills down your spine. He didn't resort to torture or roar in anger.

As a time traveler who had watched countless movies and TV series, he knew all too well how to destroy a person's will.

Lin Qi held one end of the caliper and precisely pressed it against a hidden nerve below the assassin leader's collarbone.

"The brachial nerve is one of the most sensitive areas in the human body to pain perception."

He was conducting a cold medical experiment, applying slight pressure to his wrist, the tip of the calipers piercing the skin and precisely pressing on that nerve.

"ah--!!!"

The assassin leader let out a bloodcurdling scream that was not human!

It wasn't ordinary pain; it was an extreme pain that felt like tens of thousands of steel needles were piercing directly into the cerebral cortex through the bone marrow!

At that moment, his body convulsed violently as if he had been electrocuted, and his eyeballs were even about to bulge out of their sockets.

Chen Chuanjin and the other two felt their scalps tingle and a chill run down their spines.

The three brothers exchanged glances, a thought forming in their minds: Which military academy did Vice Principal Lin graduate from? Not only are his tactics incredibly impressive, but how come his torture techniques are so formidable?

Little did anyone know that Lin Qi had absolutely no connection to military academies before his transmigration, and the tactics and torture he had just learned were all from novels and movies.

All I can say is that Lin Qi was incredibly bold, and the three future Whampoa Military Academy generals were lucky; they actually succeeded, and all without a scratch!