My Nightclub Landlady Chapter 129 Return Home

Lei Ming shook his head nervously. "No, no, it's too risky. You try to do this, and you will lose your life. We're outnumbered here! You rush out, and all those guns are on you. At this range, they can't miss! How exactly are you planning on suppressing them?"

Zhang Shan reluctantly shook his head and said, "A grenade would be nice. If someone's gonna go out first, it's gonna be me."

"We've run out of grenades ages ago. You wasted everything fighting the southern flank. Five or six grenades, all f.u.c.king lost!" Qin Feng grumbled, and his eyes inadvertently landed on some gravel lying nearby. Many stones were as big as a fist.

A mischievous smile speak across his face. "haha, I've got it!"

Qin Feng explained his idea to everyone's amazement.

"Trust me," Qin Feng said confidently, "at this distance, even a girl could do it. The twelve of us throw those stones all at once into their trenches, and they will think those are grenades, at least for a couple of seconds. But that's all we need. By the time they realize what happened, we'll be on top of them!"

"Well, I guess that's our last shot!"

After everyone had picked up a suitable stone, Qin Feng said, "On three."

"Three!"

A moment later, twelve round shapes flew across the air. The valley was dark, and the insurgents in the trenches could not clearly see what they were. As expected, shouts of "Grenade! Grenade!" could be heard from behind the sandbags.

At that, Qin Feng rushed out, "Attack!!!"

The crowd scrambled up the steep slope, and even the hostages picked up a few more stones and rushed up after them.

After a brief and b.l.o.o.d.y exchange of gunfire, Qin Feng's group occupied the trenches on the north side of the valley, neutralizing all enemies, but as soon as they entered the trenches, they came under fire again from the south.

"d.a.m.nit, these people don't know when to give up." Qin Feng picked up a heavy machine gun from the bottom of his trench and roared, "Brothers, we've got the advantage now! Let 'em have it!"

Qin Feng fired with extreme accuracy, immediately taking down four or five people with a single burst of fire. Zhang Shan and Lei Ming weren't too bad either; with the protection of the sandbags, their nerves were much steadier.

Although the enemy unit was twenty-odd strong, they were very pa.s.sive. They had barely returned fire, and Qin Feng's deadly machine gun fire quickly forced them back.

With that, the battle over the valley had come to an end.

Green Dragon dueled with the enemy snipers on the other side with dozens of shots, firing and relocating, and his tactical instincts made sure these snipers could never pinpoint his position.

Green Dragon's sniping was not first-cla.s.s, otherwise his a.s.sa.s.sination attempt back in the salt fields might have long ended Qin Feng's life, but his ability to choose his position and judge the position of the enemy was incredibly advanced, even better than Qin Feng's.

He ran nimbly, giving a headache to the enemy snipers, who were accustomed to stationary, una.s.suming targets. As soon as they were about to pull back, Green Dragon would snap to a halt and return fire with a single shot, and in this way two enemy snipers were neutralized.

Bang!

Finally, with a final shot from Green Dragon, the last sniper tumbled from the cliff above the valley.

Green Dragon stood on the southernmost side of the cliff, overlooking Qin Feng's position.

He found a few vines, wrapped them together, and used them to rappel back down.

It was hard, but he finally landed on the ground.

After this victory, Lei Ming and his Eagle Team were reinvigorated. They'd be talking about this action for months to come - their first real operation abroad, with real knives and real bullets! Moreover, a victory with zero casualties was a rare achievement in the recent history of the entire Chinese military.

"Go! Hurry!" Qin Feng urged.

He was too experienced to become complacent. The mission was not over before all the hostages were across the border, safely back in China.

Green Dragon followed the crowd to the a.s.sembly point, but as soon as he had run two steps, he coughed lightly and stopped, and then spit out a big mouthful of blood.

"Green Dragon, are you okay?!" Qin Feng ran over to him anxiously.

"I'm fine, it's a flesh wound," Green Dragon coughed. "Go on, don't slow down for me."

"Where are you hurt?" Qin Feng quickly patted Green Dragon up and down.

"It's all right, let's go!" Green Dragon powered through the pain and ran past him, to the front of the line.

!!!

The moment the helicopter hatch closed, Green Dragon's tensed heart finally relaxed.

He fell straight out of his seat and hit his head on the floor.

"Green Dragon!" Qin Feng rushed to him with a medic who'd been sent to see to the hostages, "You okay?"

Green Dragon grinned and spat, "s.h.i.+t, I got hit right in the a.s.s cheek. It hurts to sit!"

"Oh, G.o.d. You should have told me right away!" Qin Feng slapped himself on the forehead. "Hurry up and let the medic patch you up."

"Just give me a shot to stop the bleeding, and I'll take care of it when we get back home. Make sure the hostages are all in one piece first. I can wait," Green Dragon said in a hurry.

Liu Yian watched Green Dragon from the side with amazement. "He is the people's hero. I used to think all those over-the-top hero stories were bulls.h.i.+t, but not anymore. Captain Qin, everyone - when I return to China, I will make it my mission to see to it that High Command issues each of you a medal for what you've done."

At that moment, an airman came over and said, "Captain Qin, we're picking up a distress signal. Codename 'Green Snake'… Looking for you."