64: Chapter 64 You're asking for it

After killing the white mercenary with a single punch, Yang Han indifferently withdrew his fist.

He looked at the white mercenary’s cheek, which was caved in as if it had been struck by a giant sledgehammer.

Clicking his tongue, he remarked, "Can't even take a single hit..."

This was his first time killing someone. Although it was an enemy, his state of mind was inevitably a bit unsettled.

With a clatter, Yang Han took the MP7 Submachine Gun from the white mercenary's hands. After a quick search, he found two grenades, a smoke grenade, and a military dagger.

Now was not the time for Yang Han to lament how it felt to kill; he knew there were still three others who wanted him dead.

Furthermore, he absolutely could not let Scorpion take Zhang Peng away.

At the thought of fighting the internationally notorious mercenary, Scorpion, Yang Han's heart rate quickened slightly.

"This is real combat, a life-and-death struggle. Win and live, lose and die! And my first real combat opponent is Scorpion!"

Yang Han whispered to himself, then covered his tracks and waited quietly for the arrival of Scorpion and the others.

At this time, Scorpion was escorting Zhang Peng and constantly approaching Yang Han's location; he had also seen the bloodstains.

However, his demeanor was incredibly cautious.

He had gradually calmed down now, and thinking back to Yang Han's earlier move, he couldn't help but feel a wave of shock in his heart.

"What kind of terrifying power is that, to be able to pierce through three people's throats with pebbles? I, Scorpion, have roamed all over the world and even stayed on Sentinel Island, a forbidden zone for life, for an entire month, but I've never seen anything so bizarre."

Scorpion looked at the silent, eerie jungle, and his heart actually felt a bit of trepidation; his pupils suddenly constricted.

Scorpion had roamed the battlefield for so many years; he was a cautious man, and his judgment of danger was also extremely strong.

Otherwise, no matter how powerful his individual ability was, he wouldn't have lived until today!

Now he felt something—a kind of fatal danger...

Immediately, Scorpion took out his walkie-talkie and contacted the other three.

"Have you found that kid yet?"

"No."

"No."

Two voices responded, but a third voice did not ring out.

Scorpion shouted, "Jammu, where are you!"

The mercenary whom Yang Han had punched to death was named Jammu. He had followed Scorpion for three years and was considered capable; having gone through life and death several times, Scorpion valued him quite highly.

No reply.

"Jammu?!"

However, there was still no reply.

Scorpion's face darkened as a bad premonition rose within him.

Then he said to the other two, "We can't act separately anymore. Group up immediately!"

"Understood."

"Understood."

The other two voices responded, and before long, only two black men were left, cautiously exploring their way over.

They also knew that something must have happened to Jammu, otherwise he wouldn't have failed to respond!

Now, these two black men also had expressions of horror.

Heavens, there were seven of them in total, and now four had already lost their lives to that kid—and that kid didn't even have a gun! What kind of terrifying skill was this? The mercenaries swore they had never encountered such a horrifying enemy.

"Scorpion, what should we do?"

"What else can we do!"

Scorpion said coldly, "Continue pushing forward."

"Yes!"

The other two black men nodded and followed Scorpion to continue searching for Yang Han's tracks ahead.

Behind Scorpion and his group, the members of the Thunderbolt Assault Team had just arrived at the battle scene. They discovered three corpses whose cause of death was identical: their throats had been pierced by pebbles, and their eyes bore expressions of not being able to die in peace.

Anyone who died like this would likely feel incredibly aggrieved.

"Three people dead?"

Seeing this scene, Old Fox's gaze narrowed. He was shaken to the core. He had seen dead people before, but this was the first time he had seen someone killed by having their throat pierced with a pebble.

It was too rare!

They were Special Forces and used guns on the battlefield! Next were military daggers or bare-handed combat. This method of killing with pebbles was unheard of in the military; it seemed to only exist in the legends of Traditional Martial Arts.

"Who did this?!"

Lei Zhan was also shocked; he had certainly never seen anything like it either.

"Could it be that Yang Han? But isn't he a recruit? No, even if he weren't a recruit, I couldn't find a powerhouse in Wolf Fang who could kill people by throwing pebbles!"

The members of the Thunderbolt Assault Team were full of questions, but there was no one present who could answer them.

"Don't linger too long. Speed up and charge forward immediately; their route has changed!"

Lei Zhan glanced at the tracks on the ground and immediately signaled the entire team to continue forward.

Yang Han’s face was cold as he crouched in a small pit, his gaze chilling.

"Who would have thought these guys were quite smart? They know how to group up now, huh..."

"This must be Scorpion's idea. He's quite interesting; his alertness to danger is very high."

Yang Han couldn't help but admire him. For Scorpion to be someone who gave even the big shots of the Southeast Military Region a headache, he clearly had extraordinary qualities.

Soon, Scorpion's trio approached the area.

From about fifty meters away, Scorpion saw Jammu's body lying on the ground.

"Jammu!"

"He's dead!"

The other two black men were startled. A sense of grief for their fallen comrade hit them; how could they not feel anything when a brother-in-arms who had gone through life and death with them had died so miserably?

Scorpion's gaze drifted around the surroundings, and after a glance, his pupils suddenly shrank!

Relying on his years of keen observation, he had already discovered Yang Han's position.

"That kid, so he's over there!"

"Be careful, the submachine gun in Jammu's hand has been taken by him!"

Scorpion immediately informed the other two mercenaries of Yang Han's position and formulated a tactic.

He would be the main force while the two black men assisted him, intending to force Yang Han out of the pit!

Soon, the three of them advanced gradually.

Yang Han was also waiting for the right moment to strike. At this time, he didn't know his tracks had been exposed, but as Scorpion and the others' footsteps became increasingly cautious and their muzzles seemed to be drifting toward his position, Yang Han felt a very wrong sensation!

"Something's wrong!"

"Looking at them, it seems they've discovered me?"

Yang Han only felt that danger was also approaching.

Right then, Scorpion's trio suddenly launched an attack. He and the other two black men aimed their guns at the pit where Yang Han was and pulled their triggers, firing continuously.

Rat-tat-tat...

Gunfire suddenly erupted!

This time, it was incredibly dense gunfire!

"Damn, I really was discovered?"

"How could this be? Was it my tracks that were noticed?"

Yang Han's face darkened. Now was not the time to dwell on that. He pushed his Speed to the maximum and suddenly rolled. The bullets penetrated the soil, shattering many clumps of dirt, and a shower of dry earth fell onto Yang Han's head and body.

But his eyes shot out a terrifying killing intent!

"Scorpion, you're all going to die!"

Yang Han roared and struck like lightning, taking out one of the black men with a direct headshot.