168: Chapter 168 Abandoning Prosthetics to Lure the Enemy and Ambush!

The moment the rocket hit the ground, Qin Feng lunged toward a nearby cover.

"Boom!"

The deafening explosion almost tore his eardrums apart.

The terrifying shockwave, like an invisible giant hammer, slammed hard into his back.

"Pfft!"

Qin Feng felt a sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out.

His entire body was sent flying by the immense force, crashing heavily into the rocks before rolling to the ground.

The world seemed to go quiet at that moment.

He lay prone behind a huge rock, motionless, with only his lower legs exposed.

The helicopter circled in the air, and the pilot clearly saw this scene through the high-magnification camera.

"Target has been hit! Repeat, target has been hit!"

He reported excitedly to the Command Center.

Inside the cabin, the remaining four Yang Country soldiers also cheered.

They had paid a heavy price to capture this Long Country agent.

Now, this devil was finally dead!

The helicopter cabin door opened, and four fully armed soldiers immediately rushed out, forming a combat formation, and cautiously surrounded the area.

They dared not be the slightest bit careless; this enemy was too cunning.

"Target is behind the cover, legs visible, no movement."

One soldier reported in a low voice through his tactical visor.

"Stay alert!" the captain in charge ordered. "Open fire, confirm his status!"

"Ta-ta!"

A soldier raised his gun and fired a precise two-round burst at the exposed lower legs.

The bullets hit the lower legs; those legs just twitched slightly, then went completely still.

"Target has lost vital signs."

"Very good." The captain breathed a sigh of relief but remained vigilant.

"Go over and confirm. Remember, keep a safe distance and fire two more shots."

"Received."

The soldier nodded, leveled his gun, and moved step by step, extremely cautiously, toward Qin Feng.

His heart was beating fast, and his palms were sweaty.

The distance grew shorter and shorter.

Ten meters.

Five meters.

Three meters.

The Yang Country soldier stopped, raised his gun again, and fired two more shots at the legs, "Bang! Bang!"

This time, the legs did not move at all.

Now, he finally felt completely relieved and signaled "safe" to his comrades behind him.

"Done! The enemy is dead!"

On the helicopter, the pilot excitedly reported to the Command Center.

On the other end of the communication channel, there was a deathly silence that lasted several seconds.

Then, the voice of the Commander came through, sounding relieved yet filled with monstrous rage.

"Confirmed dead?"

"Yes, sir! We saw the RPG hit him with our own eyes, and my soldiers just fired four shots at him; there are no vital signs left!"

"Good... good!" The Commander's voice sounded like he was gritting his teeth.

"Bring his corpse back to me! Immediately! Right now!"

"I want to hang him on the flagpole at headquarters so everyone can see what happens to those who make an enemy of our Yang Country!"

"Understood, sir!"

The pilot hung up the communication, and the heavy burden in his heart finally lifted.

Six helicopters, a full six! And they had been taken down by a single Long Country soldier—five of them!

If this battle damage report were submitted, the entire military department would be in an uproar.

However, everything was over.

This devil was finally dead.

On the ground, the three surviving Yang Country soldiers also completely relaxed, their faces beaming with the joy of having survived a disaster.

"Ha! I thought he was some kind of three-headed, six-armed monster; did he really think he was immortal?"

"Exactly! In front of a rocket, what kind of elite bullshit is he? Doesn't he just turn into a pile of rotten meat!"

"There's nothing an RPG can't solve; if there is, then use two! Hahaha!"

They laughed unscrupulously, cracking jokes.

The lead Yang Country soldier walked behind the cover, wanting to see what the Long Country soldier looked like.

However, when he saw the scene before him, he froze completely.

It was a pair of legs.

A pair of... never-before-seen bionic prosthetic limbs!

The end of the prosthetic, where it connected to the body, had snapped, leaving only a few strange wires still attached.

As for Qin Feng himself, he was nowhere to be seen!

"Not good! We've been played; this kid isn't dead!"

The soldier stomped his feet in anger.

"Damn it!"

The anger of having survived caused him to lose his reason.

He raised his foot and kicked hard at the fake legs.

It was this very kick.

"Click."

An extremely slight, almost imperceptible sound came from beneath the prosthetic.

The soldier's pupils constricted.

A booby trap!

"Boom!"

Firelight instantly swallowed him.

...

At the exact same time as the booby trap exploded.

On another hillside a hundred meters away.

Qin Feng lay prone at an excellent sniping spot, his cold crosshairs already locked onto the heads of the remaining three soldiers.

His face was somewhat pale, and a trace of blood still hung from the corner of his mouth.

The earlier explosion had caused significant shock to his internal organs, and those expensive prosthetic limbs were completely totaled.

The moment he was blown away, he had made the calmest judgment.

Use their own strategy against them!

He took advantage of the gap while they were landing and surrounding him to abandon the prosthetic limbs at lightning speed, creating the illusion of death.

Then he set the booby trap; everything was seamless, just waiting for the Yang Country soldiers to take the bait.

At first, Qin Feng had hoped to blow these guys up all at once, but things often didn't go as planned.

Fortunately, he still had a backup plan—sniping them on the spot.

Right now!

Qin Feng's gaze suddenly became as sharp as an eagle's.

His finger pulled the trigger steadily.

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

Three gunshots, almost merging into one.

Three bullets drilled into the foreheads of the three Yang Country soldiers one after another.

Three flowers of blood bloomed quietly in the wind.

The whole world fell into deathly silence once again.

Qin Feng let out a long, heavy breath and put down the sniper rifle.

He looked at his empty pant leg and gave a bitter smile.

"Now, I really am a cripple."

The next second, he was twitching in pain.

Although they were all external injuries, it really hurt too much.

When everything returned to calm.

Lanna hid in a crevice, her heart almost jumping out of her throat.

Is it over?

She didn't know how long she had waited, it felt as long as a century.

"Chef!"

Lanna's voice carried a sob, echoing in the open rocky area, sounding exceptionally fragile.

She snuck out, her green eyes filled with tears, yet she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

The corpses strewn across the ground, along with the wreckage of the helicopter billowing black smoke, made her heart jump into her throat again.

"Chef... Chef... Where are you?"

But she searched everywhere, only to find no sign of that familiar figure.

He wouldn't... really...

"Chef! You bastard! You are not allowed to die! If you die, I will feed all your beef jerky to the horses!"

Lanna shouted with all her might, her voice already hoarse.

Suddenly, a slight noise came from behind a huge rock.

Lanna's heart leaped, and like a frightened rabbit, she stopped instantly.

"Chef?" she asked tentatively, her voice as small as a mosquito's hum.

"Don't come over!"

It was Qin Feng's voice; although somewhat weak, it still held strength.

Lanna's heart, which had been hanging in her throat, finally settled back halfway. But immediately after, the other half went back up.

Why wouldn't he let her come over? Was he badly injured? So badly that he didn't want her to see?

As soon as this thought popped up, Lanna could no longer hold back her tears, and they gushed out.

"Chef, are you... are you..."

"I'm fine."

Qin Feng's voice interrupted her wild thoughts.

"Stay right there and don't move. I'm afraid that if you see what I look like now, it'll scare you, this foreign girl, into fainting, and then I'll have to go through the trouble of giving you CPR."

At a time like this, he was still cracking jokes like that!