Evil Dragon Crazy Soldier King

The soldier's face was covered with a half-mask of a menacing vampire, a cruel smile appearing beneath the arc of the mask, revealing white teeth.

The three Night Army soldiers behind Luo Sheng saw this scene and were furious.

The three shouted simultaneously, turning around, some crouching, some standing, and opened fire with their rifles.

A torrential rain of bullets shot towards that Devil.

Whoosh!

The next second, the guy in the blue-black uniform disappeared again.

The bullets from the three Night Army soldiers hit the palm trees in front of them, splintering the bark and breaking branches and leaves.

The pitch-black night seemed to hide ferocious beasts ready to devour men.

This silent pressure made it all the more terrifying.

The three Night Army soldiers cautiously began to retreat, trying to catch up with the main force.

But, at that moment, an enemy appeared on the left of the three.

He revealed three Flying Knives, shooting them in a triangular formation towards the three Night Army soldiers.

Thud thud thud!

With three dull thuds, the necks of the three Night Army soldiers were pierced by the Flying Knives.

The knives went through each soldier's throat, with bloodied tips emerging from the other side.

The three Night Army soldiers fell silently, their eyes wide open, unwilling to die.

Not far away, a figure in a blue-black uniform flashed, giving a victory gesture to the one who threw the knives.

The two disappeared into the jungle simultaneously.

Luo Sheng turned around, seeing four more brothers sacrificed, his heart bleeding.

He gritted his teeth, spun around, and shouted at the remaining soldiers.

"Run quickly, report back to Ye, and have him send reinforcements immediately."

Finishing his words, Luo Sheng shouted a challenge into the dark palm grove.

"Come on, if you have the guts, come at me, bastard!"

The soldiers behind Luo Sheng swiftly and silently withdrew.

Each of them understood that facing such a powerful force, it was a victory if even one could escape.

Luo Sheng leaned against a palm tree, his gun ready, prepared for a fight.

He was ready to die heroically, like his brothers who helped him escape.

"Heh heh, Captain, you're quite gutsy. I'll take your bounty."

At that moment, a sharp, cold laugh came from the top of the palm tree.

Luo Sheng only had time to look up as a triangular Military Spike, gleaming coldly, stabbed downwards.

In front of Luo Sheng, the cold glint flashed, and the Military Spike's edge already pricked his throat, his skin erupting in goosebumps.

Their speed was so fast that they didn't even need guns.

They themselves were bullets, shot out!

Luo Sheng felt the fear of death.

Oddly, when the moment finally came, he felt no panic at all.

Luo Sheng drew his Dagger, not dodging, stabbing upwards at the person's abdomen.

However, the person suddenly took a deep breath, immediately flattening his abdomen.

The Military Spike was long and the Dagger was short; Luo Sheng didn't even have the right to fight back desperately.

Luo Sheng closed his eyes in despair.

Bang!

At that moment, a dull thud sounded as if the enemy above Luo Sheng's head suddenly flew out like a kite with a broken string.

A figure, like a bounding horse, shot over Luo Sheng's head to give chase.

In mid-air, he caught up with the enemy, the Military Spike in hand flashing coldly.

Luo Sheng's mouth opened wide as, before landing, the person had already stabbed the enemy a dozen times, each blow deadly.

Bang!

The body of the man in a blue-black uniform fell to the ground, his chest and abdomen riddled with bloody holes.

The one holding the Military Spike turned around, giving Luo Sheng a faint smile.

"Captain, hope I didn't scare you."

In the dim twilight, the man's face was unclear, but the trademark mischievous grin on his mouth allowed Luo Sheng to recognize his identity.

Luo Sheng, overwhelmed with surprise and joy: "Brother Fei, you're finally here."

An Zichen called Yang Fei Brother Fei, and immediately on Dragon Island, Yang Fei became everyone's Brother Fei.

This was not just due to An Zichen's formidable influence, but also because of Yang Fei's charming that won everyone's support on Dragon Island.

Yang Fei wiped the Military Spike on the sole of his shoe and smiled blandly.

"We came, fortunately not too late."

He gently issued an order into a communication earpiece.

"Mission starts, clear the area of enemies."

"Be careful, these guys seem to have some kind of strange energy in them, don't be careless."

Under Yang Fei's command, the entire Changfeng Squad joined the battle.

Only An Zichen, Xue Mingtai, Sword Emperor, and the others waited in place due to their status.

Yang Fei extended a hand to Luo Sheng.

"So, can you still fight?"

Luo Sheng had a shallow wound on his throat.

Having narrowly escaped death, his desire for revenge burned brighter.

Luo Sheng stood up forcefully, head held high.

"Brother Fei, I can still fight. Let's kill these bastards together."

Yang Fei laughed heartily: "Well said."

"You were willing to risk your life to cover your comrades' retreat, that's commendable."

"Let me show you what true jungle warfare is!"

With that, he and Luo Sheng moved deeper into the Coconut Grove in tandem.

After walking about a hundred meters, Yang Fei stopped and signaled Luo Sheng to hide.

Luo Sheng hid in a bush, looked up, and Yang Fei had mysteriously vanished.

In the distance, two enemy soldiers in blue-black uniforms approached, forming a horn, back to back, probing ahead.

It was clear the enemy had realized Dragon Island had strong reinforcements.

They shifted from a frenzied attack to active defense.

Luo Sheng lay in the bush, his heart pounding.

Only at this time did he have the leisure to observe the enemy's appearance.

Both of them wore half-vampire metal masks on their faces, with sea monster-shaped insignias on their blue-black Camouflage Suits.

The terrifying aura they exuded filled Luo Sheng with utmost fear.

Only those used to killing had such a bloody and violent aura.

Such an aura could frighten ordinary soldiers to death.

Luo Sheng knew that Brother Fei was lurking nearby, yet he felt incredibly tense.

He couldn't sense Brother Fei's presence, as if this guy had never appeared.

Just then, a vine-like lasso dropped like a poisonous snake from the trunk of a broadleaf tree.

The lasso slightly jerked, accurately encircling one guy's neck.

The man was startled, not having time to react before Yang Fei's body dropped like a boulder.

The man with the noose around his neck ascended involuntarily.

Yang Fei, with a vine as thick as a wine cup around his waist, ran below.

Before the other guy could raise his gun to shoot, Yang Fei's legs flew up, twisting around the man's neck and flipping him to the ground.

Simultaneously, his Military Spike plunged deeply into the enemy's heart.

The man with the noose around his neck kicked weakly and had already died.

His tongue protruded long, his eyeballs bulging, looking incredibly horrifying.

The whole sniping process took less than ten seconds, yet nearly made Luo Sheng's eyes pop out in shock.

Yang Fei untied the rope from his waist, letting the guy's body thud to the ground.

He smiled faintly at Luo Sheng, about to say something, when he suddenly leapt like a Big Horse Monkey to the left.

Boom boom boom!

Outside the Coconut Grove, three enemy figures appeared simultaneously.

Countless bullets rained towards Yang Fei like a violent storm.