Strongest Soldier King

The enemy's fierce counterattack blocked the front assault but also exposed its position, unable to escape the rear sniping. Luo Zheng and others seized the opportunity to shoot quickly, continuously sniping visible targets. The precise shooting and powerful attacks made the enemy realize the danger and began to retreat orderly. Ghost Hand signaled Hook to chase them down, charging ahead aggressively himself, his gun roaring, growling, venting the war spirit in his heart.

"Kill!" Hook and others screamed as they charged forward. Under Luo Zheng's precise sniping, everyone charged ferociously, quickly, decisively. The dense bullets knocked down over ten enemies responsible for covering the rear. The remaining enemies panicked and retreated, disappearing into the woods.

Ghost Hand considered that the enemy had already escaped the sniping range, and continuing the chase would be unfavorable for everyone. He quickly pulled Hook. Hook wasn't foolish and understood this reasoning. He immediately ordered the team to clean the battlefield, casually bandaging the surviving enemies, and took them all along. After Luo Zheng and others charged up, everyone quickly retreated.

The sky gradually darkened, and everyone quickened their pace. Two hours later, they returned to the valley. The wounded were managed collectively. With these injured prisoners, Hook could exchange them for more things, making him feel better. He washed up and went to the place where the middle-aged man was under house arrest, pushed open the door, and saw the other party resting with closed eyes.

"Are you thinking about the outcome of the sneak attack on our team?" Hook sneered mockingly, seeing a flash of surprise in the other's calm eyes but quickly returning to composure. Knowing his guess was correct, he continued, "We just went out hunting and caught thirteen prisoners. Are you interested?"

"Sure, but I need to see the quality. You know, businessmen don't do losing deals. If the quality is too poor, then there's no need to waste money, right?" The middle-aged man sneered coldly.

"It doesn't matter; you don't need to see it. Someone will notify you. A reminder: they're seriously injured. If not treated in time, they'll surely die within three days. Don't look at me; I'm poor here, with no medicine to treat them, not even decent meals. They'll only go hungry, and how long they can hold out depends on themselves." Hook sneered, throwing the other party's phone back.

Leaving the room, Hook instructed his men to keep strict watch, absolutely not allowing the other party to leave the room even by a step, nor letting anyone contact them. He went to the wooden house where Luo Zheng and the others lived; everyone had washed up and changed into casual clothes. Luo Zheng organized everyone to sit in a circle, looking at Hook.

"I went and talked to that bastard, gave him the phone. I believe he knows what to do next." Hook immediately explained.

"Lan Xing, how's the phone monitoring?" Luo Zheng quickly said through the headset in Huaxia language.

"It's already monitored. The other party is making a call. The receiver is in Sam Country, able to locate approximately. It still takes several seconds, please wait." Lan Xing quickly replied through the headset.

Luo Zheng signaled everyone to wait. After a while, Lan Xing's voice rang in the headset: "Found it, it's a congressman from Sam Country. It's basically certain the arms dealer came under Sam Country's instructions. The conversation is simple: confirming the number of captives. The other party has agreed to pay a ransom and indicated there won't be any fighting before redeeming the hostages."

"The situation is clear. It's all Sam Country's trick. Those small countries support Sam Country's military action, wanting a share of the spoils. If something happens, Sam Country naturally won't abandon these small countries. If they don't redeem the hostages, they'll lose the trust and support of other small countries. Since that's the case, our ransom demands can be higher, like adding air defense weapons. Too advanced ones can't be used, so let's go with RPGs. All new live captives are exchanged for RPGs, thirty RPGs per person, and fifty rockets as the baseline." Luo Zheng said, looking at Hook.

"Sure, I'll go negotiate with them." Hook agreed readily, pondering how to double it, how to bargain. Losing so many people, not demanding more made Hook feel displeased. Moreover, offending these superpowers without arming oneself is seeking death. Mercy to the enemy is cruelty to one's own people.

Luo Zheng could guess Hook's thoughts, but concerning Hook Tribe's internal affairs, he could only help but not interfere, so he didn't say anything further. He continued speaking, "Those who attacked us earlier seemed like Yue Country People. These yellow-skinned monkeys are adept at jungle warfare, short-statured, fast, familiar with various traps. Therefore, we must increase trap deployment volume. Since the enemy won't attack in the coming days, let's scatter the team and deploy more traps."

"Okay." Hook agreed outright, fortifying the surroundings of the valley is good, ensuring the tribe's safety. This kind of thing, Hook naturally wouldn't oppose.

After chatting for a while, Hook led Zhou Gang and others to leave, spreading traps overnight. Luo Zheng, Lan Xue, Ghost Hand, and Mountain Eagle quietly sat in the room, looking outside at the captives on the square through the window, each tied to a stake, spirit languishing, weak and lifeless, involuntarily feeling some sympathy. As soldiers, they are admirable, risking life and death for their country. But as enemies, everyone has no choice but to treat them ruthlessly.

"We must send back the activation device." Lan Xue suddenly said quietly, drawing everyone's attention. She hesitated and continued, "The activation device is our mission and vital research achievement that mustn't fall into enemy hands. We can die here, but the activation device can't be lost. No one wants to leave; is there any good way?"

Everyone bowed their heads in thought. Lan Xue's utterance was understood by everyone, but taking things back without fighting this battle troubled their hearts. Having some people retreat with it is best, yet no one wants to withdraw. Luo Zheng sighed helplessly, looking at Lan Xue.

Lan Xue shook her head indicating she wouldn't go. No need to discuss that issue further. Just then, Hong Meihua's voice sounded in the headset: "Special channel; only the few of you can hear. Concerning weapon aid to the Hook Tribe's Armed forces, it's already approved above, to be air-dropped via civilian air transport. An international flight happens to fly over your location; it'll be secretly air-dropped. Also, given the activation device's importance, it's decided above to send Shadow's team to retrieve it, and you stay."

"That's great." Luo Zheng rejoiced, everyone's demeanor relaxed, and smiles spread. The activation device was their Achilles' heel. Without this constraint, they could go all out. Luo Zheng pursued, "What weapons are there, how many? When will Shadow's team arrive?"

"Shadow's team will be air-dropped with supplies. The weapons mainly consist of grenade launchers and heavy machine guns, along with a certain quantity of land mines, enough for you to outfit. You determine the airdrop point, air-dropping at two in the morning tomorrow night. The top is very focused on this battle, hoping you'll win." Hong Meihua quickly said.