Soon, Lin Chuan discovered a scorpion pattern on the man's chest.

"What is this?" Liu Shaolong immediately asked.

"Poison Scorpion!" Song Hui squinted his eyes and said, "This is the Poison Scorpion Squad."

"Damn, this… this isn't the northwest..." Liu Shaolong had just started speaking when Lin Chuan immediately rebuked him, "Don't talk nonsense, how could our own people attack us? This must be someone trying to frame us, it's impossible. Understand?"

"Yes!" Everyone nodded in agreement.

Lin Chuan immediately put on the other's clothes and said, "Bury him on the spot, then retreat immediately."

"What about Xiao Hai?" Zhao Zhonghai suddenly stood up.

"Take him with us," Lin Chuan said, "Our companion, even in death, should return to his homeland. Let's take him back and bury him in our country."

"Right!" Zhao Zhonghai nodded, as if there was no other choice but this one.

After a brief period of sorrow, Zhao Zhonghai immediately hoisted Xiao Hai's body onto his back.

Just at that moment, suddenly, rustling noises came from the woods.

"Not good, something's happening," Lin Chuan hastily shouted.

"Crap!" Song Hui cried out, "Enemies are coming again."

"Take cover on the spot!" Lin Chuan quickly lay down.

Everyone else also found places to hide. The five of them lay down, each cautiously peering out from the bushes. Soon, more than a dozen soldiers in black camouflage uniforms appeared, each holding assault rifles and wearing bulletproof helmets and goggles. They looked chillingly cold.

"They should be around here," said the man in the lead.

"Damn it, isn't that Wu Zhi?" A man behind exclaimed in shock.

Several people immediately surrounded him, with two men still on guard. The leader walked over and, seeing the bullet hole in Wu Zhi's forehead, he immediately sensed danger: "Take cover!"

Whoosh...

The group quickly scattered, each finding a place to hide.

"The blood is still warm, which means Wu Zhi hasn't been dead for long; the enemy must be nearby," the leader said.

"Boss, should we chase?" a soldier hurriedly asked from behind.

"Don't rush!" The man in the lead shook his head, saying, "We haven't confirmed the direction of the enemy, and we might miss our chance if we're wrong."

"Yes!" the soldiers nodded in unison.

The group hid behind a clump of bushes.

Little did they know that, just ten meters away, a pair of vigilant eyes was watching them intently. The leader had already sensed danger around, but he couldn't pinpoint anything amiss.

Zhao Zhonghai was half a meter away from Lin Chuan and he gestured to Lin Chuan. Lin Chuan immediately shook his head and gestured back to Zhao Zhonghai.

Zhao Zhonghai was first startled, then quickly nodded in understanding.

Zhao Zhonghai immediately took Liu Shaolong and Song Hui, and they began to crawl on the ground, quickly moving to another spot.

Bang...

At that moment, Lin Chuan fired the first shot. The team leader was hit in the chest and quickly fell to the ground.

Ratatat...

The opposition immediately reacted, returning fire towards Lin Chuan. The intense firepower forced Lin Chuan to keep his head down. Bullets were 'whizzing' close overhead.

While the enemy focused on firing at Lin Chuan's location, Zhao Zhonghai and the others immediately launched a surprise attack.

Ratatat...

Bullets poured out, and half of the enemy fell on the spot. Some were injured, some were killed outright.

"Damn it, it's an ambush!" Several soldiers immediately got down.

When they guessed they were being ambushed, they chose to crouch and shoot. Unexpectedly, they were also attacked from behind. With this, they lost nearly half their men. The soldiers who remained immediately rolled on the ground and aimed earnestly in the direction of Zhao Zhonghai and others, shooting rapidly.

The two sides engaged in battle in the jungle, close to the China-Myanmar border, locked in a fierce and inseparable fight.

Lin Chuan knew that this place was no place to stay for long as it could attract various armed forces at any time. If it were the domestic border patrol, it might be still manageable, but if they encountered armed forces from the Wa State, the trouble would be serious. Therefore, Lin Chuan was extremely cautious. While the enemy was preoccupied with attacking Zhao Zhonghai and his team, Lin Chuan put away his rifle. He pulled out a dagger and held it in his mouth, gripping another in his hand, bending his body low and swiftly moving through the bushes, like a rapidly moving cat.

Zhao Zhonghai and his team were four people, the enemy had seven.

Closing in, the fray unfolded in the jungle.

Both parties were masters, with Zhao Zhonghai's group belonging to the special drug enforcement operation unit, and although the other party's identity was not clear, judging from the speed of their actions, their strength was not inferior. Although initially taken by surprise by Zhao Zhonghai and his team, the opponents quickly reacted and showed great agility.

"Old Zhao, their firepower is stronger than ours," Liu Shaolong whispered from within the bushes.

"Mm," Zhao Zhonghai hunkered down behind a tree stump, changed his magazine, and said, "Shit, this is the last magazine, once it's out, I'm empty."

Liu Shaolong took in a deep breath and then said, "Damn, what do we do now?"

"Take it easy," Zhao Zhonghai immediately added, "Our task is to draw their attention."

"What?" Liu Shaolong was startled; at this moment, he realized something was off—the enemy gunfire had abruptly stopped. He peeked out his head and saw, indeed, Lin Chuan had infiltrated the enemy ranks and started a melee.

Bang...

Lin Chuan kicked a man in the chest, sending him flying out like a ball without any hesitation or delay.

"Die!" roared a man wielding a military dagger.

Crack!

The sound of fists and feet colliding erupted as they got into a fight, evenly matched. Several people surrounded Lin Chuan, their military daggers in hand, the bloody grooves on the blades reflecting a chilling light. Lin Chuan's lips curled into a sinister smile.

Smack smack!

Suddenly, Lin Chuan grabbed one of the attacker's arms, pummeling them randomly. The assailant instantly collapsed, limp.

"Tendon Separating Bone Shifting Hand," one knowledgeable man shouted out.

"Heh heh, smart of you to recognize it," Lin Chuan replied with his sinister smile, "Now it's your turn."

"Die!" The man roared, swiping his military dagger frantically towards Lin Chuan. The blade carved out flashing cold trails in the air as Lin Chuan dodged left and right. Suddenly, Lin Chuan braked, kicked the ground with both legs, and lunged at the opponent ferociously.

The opponent hesitated, gritted his teeth, and wielded the dagger straight toward Lin Chuan.

Lin Chuan suddenly reached out and grabbed the blade in the opponent's hand. With a forceful twist of his wrist, the dagger instantly pierced the assailant's throat.

Gurgle...

Hot blood squirted out, and the man's mind went blank; then he felt a tremendous force hit his chest, and he collapsed instantly. His head hit a rock, and he lost consciousness.

"Damn it, he killed two of our brothers," the others roared in anger, their faces fierce as if they were ready to fight to the death with Lin Chuan.

"Fuck, kill him!"

A burly man charged out, leaping into the air with a vicious kick aimed at the opponent. His leather boots flew fiercely at Lin Chuan, who caught the ankle with one hand and suddenly unleashed an immense burst of power.

"Die for me!" Lin Chuan suddenly hurled the guy with force.

"Aaagh!" the burly man cried out in surprise, feeling as if his hefty body was thrown like a toy by Lin Chuan.

Bang!

A dull thud as the burly man's body slammed against a large tree that took several men to embrace.

"Ouch!" It wasn't long before the burly man slipped down the tree. He felt as if his waist wasn't his own anymore, almost losing sensation all over.

The burly man slowly got up, supporting his waist with both hands, barely able to move.

Seven men, and Lin Chuan had taken down four.

At this moment, Zhao Zhonghai and his team quickly moved in.

"Don't move!" Several of them immediately pointed their guns.

And just as Zhao Zhonghai and his team raised their guns, the opponents also quickly raised theirs, creating an extremely tense standoff as if to say, "If you dare to shoot, I'm going all in too." The atmosphere was decidedly rigid.

Lin Chuan sneered, "We're all on the same side, why fight to the death? In fact, even if you don't tell me, I know who sent you."

"You!" The opponent clenched his teeth.

"The Chen family's men, right?" Lin Chuan smiled, "They just want to deal with me, right? Why should you make things difficult for them?"

As he spoke, Lin Chuan gestured towards Zhao Zhonghai's group.

"Damn it!" Zhao Zhonghai suddenly realized, no wonder that sniper they encountered earlier had a scorpion tattoo—that was a member of the Poison Scorpion squad? Zhao Zhonghai took a deep breath, almost overwhelmed. He cursed, "Damn it, why not take on foreigners, if you've got no guts, why attack your own? We're diligently defending our country, protecting our people, and they stab us in the back. These damned bastards."

"Old Zhao, this is all my fault," Lin Chuan sighed, "If it weren't for me, none of this would have happened."

"What does this have to do with you?" Zhao Zhonghai sneered, "This is all the Chen family's doing, they're the ones who deserve death."

"What do we do now?" Liu Shaolong anxiously asked.

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