45: Chapter 45 We, the Wolf Fang, will definitely have the last laugh.

"Damn it."

"What is going on? How did the Sharpshooter Fourth Company discover the Black Eagle Squad? That's impossible; they were hidden so well."

Inside a Blue Army tent, Lei Keming received a battle report.

"Chief of Staff, it seems this Iron Fist Regiment is not without the power to resist." Tang Xinyi smiled sweetly.

Lei Keming snorted coldly, his face showing signs of annoyance: "Perhaps the Black Eagle Squad's ambush wasn't set up well enough, and some sharp-eyed kid from the Sharpshooter Fourth Company spotted them!"

Suddenly, on the screen, a young man from the Sharpshooter Fourth Company appeared like a tiger released from its cage, aggressive and imposing, firing his Type 95 rifle at the Black Eagle Squad.

"This kid is a newborn calf unafraid of the tiger; he's practically asking for death, jumping out to draw fire?" Lei Keming sneered.

"In this situation, the Black Eagle Squad will immediately concentrate their firepower and wipe him out."

The facts were indeed as he predicted; upon seeing Yang Han, the Black Eagle Squad members focused their fire on him.

However...

Yang Han said internally: "Increase my Speed to level 6!"

"Ding, spent 700 emotion points to increase Speed to level 6. Current remaining emotion points: 500."

After his Speed was increased to level 6, Yang Han felt his legs were as light as the wind. He moved and dodged across the open ground like a parkour expert, rolling around, but with extreme Speed!

His erratic movement put immense pressure on the Black Eagle Squad marksmen aiming at him. They fired over thirty shots at Yang Han, yet not a single one hit!

"Damn it, is this guy an eel? How can he run so well?"

One of the Black Eagle Squad members cursed angrily.

Yang Han sneered and immediately launched a counterattack. Under his sharp marksmanship, two more Black Eagle Squad members fell.

"System, increase my Rifle Ability to level 4!"

Yang Han spoke again without hesitation.

...

Yang Han was like a fierce Special Forces soldier, going head-to-head with the Black Eagle Squad. Of course, he wasn't alone; many soldiers from the Sharpshooter Fourth Company supported him from behind, even surrounding them.

Seeing this scene through the battle report, Lei Keming's pupils constricted, and he shouted that it was bad.

"The Black Eagle Squad has been deceived. The only purpose of that kid jumping out was to draw their fire and let the other veterans of the Sharpshooter Fourth Company surround them. Damn it!"

Tang Xinyi's beautiful eyes shone with brilliance: "What a brilliant tactic."

"This Black Eagle Squad is simply embarrassing me. They can't even handle one little brat!"

Lei Keming barked angrily.

He had boasted in front of Tang Xinyi, yet in no time at all, the Black Eagle Squad had been beaten like this, which was a huge slap in the face.

After the soldiers of the Sharpshooter Fourth Company surrounded the Black Eagle Squad, the battle became a total rout.

Although the individual strength of every Black Eagle Squad member was stronger than the Sharpshooter Fourth Company, the latter had the advantage of numbers. If you fire one shot, they fire three or four—how can you compare that?

The Black Eagle Squad was gradually knocked out of the game by the Sharpshooter Fourth Company, one by one!

In the end, they were completely wiped out!

When this battle report arrived, Lei Keming's face turned green, looking dreadfully gloomy.

The ambush on the Sharpshooter Fourth Company had failed!

"Damn!"

"How did the Iron Fist Regiment guys become so hard to chew?"

"They're not the same Iron Fist Regiment I knew before!"

The Black Eagle Squad members walked out of the jungle one after another, and the leading Captain Black Eagle was cursing and swearing.

It wasn't as if he hadn't fought the Fourth Company before, but every time, he had sent them running for their lives with their tails between their legs. They had been like uncivilized savages, while the Black Eagle Squad were like modern men armed with weapons. Every time, the Black Eagle Squad had won.

But this time, the outcome had changed.

Gong Jian walked over with a beaming smile and said: "Old Hui, long time no see. You're still as handsome as ever."

Captain Black Eagle's surname was Hui, and he was someone Gong Jian knew.

"Gong Jian, you won this time. That really wasn't easy."

Old Hui chuckled coldly: "However, you only won this small battle. It's very likely the only small battle your Iron Fist Regiment will win. After you go back, be sure to claim credit from Regiment Commander Kang."

"You!"

"How are you talking?"

The veterans of the Sharpshooter Fourth Company behind him were filled with righteous indignation; this guy's words were truly grating.

Gong Jian snorted coldly: "Arrogant, keep being arrogant. Let's see who can laugh last. This time, our Sharpshooter Fourth Company is different from before."

"Oh? Is that so?" Old Hui smiled faintly and stopped speaking, shifting his gaze to Yang Han.

"Is this guy a recruit? He does have some skills, but staying in the Sharpshooter Fourth Company is a bit of a waste!"

Old Hui said.

Yang Han raised an eyebrow and said indifferently: "What's a waste about it? Is Wolf Fang really that strong?"

"Wolf Fang is naturally stronger than the Iron Fist Regiment. The final winner of this exercise will definitely be Wolf Fang. You guys just got lucky." Old Hui said unhappily.

Thinking about it carefully, to have a defeated opponent suddenly turn the tables and beat them—who could swallow that pride?

Yang Han smiled faintly, walked up to Old Hui, stared at him, and said slowly: "This time, Wolf Fang will definitely lose. I said it!"

"And who are you!" Old Hui sneered.

"I am Yang Han!"

Yang Han's expression was indifferent.

Old Hui's gaze also sharpened. In Yang Han's eyes, he could seemingly see an incomparably firm determination. This firm determination made him feel a trace of fear!

"Impossible, how could a little brat influence the battle?" Old Hui muttered to himself.

Gong Jian spoke at this moment: "Alright, your Black Eagle Squad has been completely wiped out. Go play on the side."

He waved his hand, the way he shooed them away was like shooing flies.

Old Hui was very unhappy, but could only take his group of dejected men and squat on the side, looking as miserable as could be.

Gong Jian shouted: "Sharpshooter Fourth Company, continue advancing!"

After defeating the Black Eagle Squad, they naturally had to continue on their way, regrouping and preparing to set off again.

Yang Han checked his emotion points.

After the battle just now, many Black Eagle Squad members were shocked, and Yang Han's emotion points had accumulated to 800!

Not a lot.

"Now, my Rifle Ability has reached level 5. I'm afraid there aren't many people in the entire Wolf Fang who are stronger than me, right?"

Yang Han thought to himself.

"It seems I still need to pull off something big to get more emotion points!"

"It's a pity that only the Black Eagle Squad came this time. If the Lone Wolf Group B or the Thunderbolt Assault Team or something had come, that would have been great."

Yang Han sighed with emotion.

He really wanted to face those people to see what level his strength had reached.

Elsewhere.

Kang Lei and the others were driving leisurely, but the next second.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Explosions came from around the truck.

Kang Lei was immediately shocked. What was happening?

And Old Gao also led the members of Lone Wolf Group A, like ghosts, instantly surrounding Kang Lei's vehicle, holding their guns and staring intently!