Strongest Soldier King

The sound of gunfire is the command, the bugle of the charge, and more people rushed up from around. Luo Zheng didn't move until there were no more people behind him, and then he carefully shifted his body, slowly got up, trying not to make a sound. After sitting up, Luo Zheng didn't immediately fully rise but tried to quickly adapt to his somewhat numb body, as he gently tapped the earpiece twice, signaling the start of the attack.

Two responses came from the earpiece, indicating Ghost Hand and Mountain Eagle were fine in front, and Luo Zheng sighed with relief, slowly got up, leaned against a big tree, and perked his ears to listen in. After confirming no enemies were coming from behind, Luo Zheng cautiously poked his head out to observe. The woods at the foot of the mountain were pitch black, while gunfire at the mountaintop rang out in bursts, rhythmic yet bizarre.

Luo Zheng tapped the earpiece three times, signaling Ghost Hand and Mountain Eagle to approach him, then quickly moved forward like ghosts lurking in the night, eyes coldly observing through the Night Vision Device ahead. He soon spotted a solitary enemy, unknown to him who the opponent was, quickly advancing.

The opponent also did not know who Luo Zheng was. In the dark night, everyone wore Night Vision Devices and similar camouflage suits, and attention was drawn to the battle at the mountaintop. Luo Zheng quickly rushed four or five meters behind the opponent, seeing no others around, raised his hand and fired two shots.

"Puff, puff!" The sound of gunfire was silenced by the suppressor and drowned by the dense gunfire from the mountaintop, nobody paying attention to what was happening at the back. The power of the two bullets was not diminished, they hit the opponent near the jade cushion point on the back of the head, shredding the windpipe, throat pipe, neck, and emerging from the throat, raising a blood arrow, falling dead.

Luo Zheng darted forward, tossed the opponent's corpse into the shadows, took off the enemy's helmet and wore it, lifting his own helmet that reeked of feces and was unable to be worn. Just then, Luo Zheng sensed something strange from behind, shocked, he quickly turned to fire but found it somewhat familiar, forcefully stopping the thought of shooting when he realized it was Ghost Hand and Mountain Eagle. He calmly nodded at them, signaling them to follow and darted forward.

The trio advanced in a triangular attack formation, moving several meters forward and spotting three enemies concealing behind a big tree waiting for orders, as well as more enemies hidden further ahead. Luo Zheng quickly signaled to Ghost Hand and Mountain Eagle, the trio boldly strutted forward pretending to be a part of the enemies.

This group was unsure who had arrived. In the pitch-dark, visibility was low, and with everyone wearing Night Vision Devices and camouflage suits, they could not see faces or distinguish body shapes, surprisedly turning their heads to look. Luo Zheng and the others nodded at them and continued forward, a guise of being allies.

Three enemies couldn't figure out the truth, turned their heads back, continued watching ahead, waiting for the attack command. Luo Zheng and his team hastened forward, reached the trio, and each fired at the heart positions, "Puff, puff, puff!" Three shots rang out, and the trio was killed instantly at close range.

Well-trained bodies have muscle memory for combat and can fight on instinct. Although the bullets shattered the trio's hearts and they lacked life force, their bodies hadn't died fully, trying to rise. Luo Zheng and his team lashed forward like tigers, firmly pinning the trio down, gagging them.

After two to three seconds, the trio's bodies stiffened, completely dead. Luo Zheng breathed a sigh of relief, tossed the bodies into the shadows, exchanged glances with Ghost Hand and Mountain Eagle. They also took the opponents' helmets and wore them, exchanging eye signals. Luo Zheng gestured for himself to go forward, Ghost Hand and Mountain Eagle to cover, darting ahead.

Moving five or six meters ahead, someone signaled Luo Zheng to hide and not to advance. Luo Zheng nodded as the person didn't recognize him, dodging behind a large tree. Seeing Ghost Hand and Mountain Eagle also hiding, he made an attack gesture.

The two nodded knowingly, feinting to the sides as they moved. Luo Zheng waited a few seconds, slipped out from behind the tree, gestured at the previous person, asking about the next plan. The person gestured to remain calm and not think too much, turning to peek further ahead, where flames soared, the battle fiercely raging. Rows of bullets emitted terrifying sounds in the dense forest in the night, hammering hearts.

At this time, Ghost Hand and Mountain Eagle feint moved forward. Ghost Hand was in a more convenient position to attack, seeing no one around, fired a burst aiming at the back of the target's neck. Three bullets shattered the target's neck, windpipe, and throat, making no sounds.

Mountain Eagle darted like lightning, gripping the opponent tightly, inserting a finger into the opponent's gun trigger, not allowing the opponent a chance to fire. Well-trained people will instinctively pull triggers in combat, but Mountain Eagle had noticed the opponent's finger was on the trigger, ready to fire. When Ghost Hand shot, Mountain Eagle moved, the collaboration was perfect.

After eliminating the target, the trio moved forward, encountering even denser enemies ahead. Luo Zheng saw a dozen targets, all hidden in the forest. Sneaking up was too slow and risked exposure. He had a quick idea, signaling Mountain Eagle and Ghost Hand to hide and gestured for a strong attack.

Ghost Hand and Mountain Eagle looked puzzled at Luo Zheng, unsure why he suddenly changed the plan. They peeked ahead, also noticing the dense enemies in front. They realized quickly, nodding decisively, holstered their pistols, and raised their M4 rifles.

Luo Zheng raised three fingers. Ghost Hand and Mountain Eagle nodded in acknowledgment, a faint sense of killing intent erupting from the trio. Luo Zheng slowly clenched his fingers until all three were clenched, the trio simultaneously roared angrily, brandishing guns to open fire fiercely ahead.

"Boom, boom, boom!" The M4's powerful firing rate was fully displayed, over sixteen bullets per second, nearly fifty rounds burst out from the three guns, the distance being just four or five meters. A sudden ambush, the dozen enemies focused on the front, did not notice the danger from behind, swiftly putting half down.

The remaining few instinctively rolled to dodge but had no escape from the pursuing shots of Luo Zheng, Ghost Hand, and Mountain Eagle. With a mere two to three meters away, this distance made it easy for the trio to kill, even if the enemies rolled to dodge quickly.

Gunfire sounded, exposing the trio, but Luo Zheng didn't panic. While firing, he loudly shouted in an international language, "Enemies among us, kill them."

"Enemies among us, kill them." Ghost Hand and Mountain Eagle reacted quickly, fired and shouted alongside, following Luo Zheng's charge to sweep through, shooting at enemies, their battle spirits high, killing intent soaring.