Chapter 28: The Temperature of the Bullet

At this moment, the owner of those eyes was also very nervous.

He couldn't understand; earlier, he had sent someone to scout, and it was clear that on this border line, over the past year or so, aside from the garrison troops' routine patrols, no other troops' soldiers had appeared.

But how come, since then, he had encountered parachutists? As Wang Yanbing continued to approach, the gaze behind the sights suddenly paused, then suddenly burst forth with a sharp light.

The owner of that gaze was none other than Xiezi.

And the reason for his strong reaction was that he recognized the insignia on Wang Yanbing's military uniform sleeve!

Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade! The predecessor of the Wolf Fang Reconnaissance Battalion.

Xiezi knew that the observer of the Wolf Fang Reconnaissance Battalion sniper He Weidong, whom he had once killed by sniping, was Fan Tianlei, who had once dueled with him but ultimately retreated due to fear, and who was now the Chief of Staff of the Wolf Fang Special Forces Brigade. Immediately, Xiezi's mouth corner slowly curled into a hint of a cruel smile; he lightly raised his hand to disengage the safety, pulled the bolt, and chambered a round.

Fan Tianlei had just lifted his teacup when he heard Wang Yanbing's words; his hand trembled, and the hot tea spilled all over him.

In one, one look `no, one wrong version%!'

One could imagine that when Fan Tianlei saw the corpses of his subordinates lying in the spot where his partner had lain ten years ago, his expression would surely be quite spectacular; thinking this, Xiezi grew even more excited.

"Wang Yanbing! Stay where you are, don't move, there's danger!"

The first to appear in his sights was Liu Xiaotian, running at full speed.

Of course, Wang Yanbing did this not because he sensed danger, but because he was worried about encountering poisonous creatures in the jungle and potentially aggressive animals that might appear at any moment.

This veteran, who had been dealing with airplanes for over twenty years, reduced the takeoff process by nearly two minutes compared to an ordinary pilot.

Since it was merely a parachute graduation assessment, the soldiers carried weapons and equipment, but their guns didn't even contain a single blank round. If they were truly ambushed, what could they use to fight back? After issuing the order, Fan Tianlei immediately got up and got through to He Zhijun on the phone.

Especially in such an environment, he instinctively maintained high alertness, constantly changing his movement route and deliberately walking around trees, his figure appearing and disappearing.

Xiezi said nothing, slowly turned the muzzle, and aimed at the eleven o'clock direction.

However, due to the trees blocking the view, Liu Xiaotian's figure appeared and disappeared, and he didn't have a very good shooting angle or opportunity.

He Chen Guang pressed the communicator while running, his tone very urgent:

Besides that, also fully armed and boarding the aircraft were Fan Tianlei, Gong Jian, Xu Tianlong, and Song Kaifei.

It must be said that an experienced driver is stronger than a novice by several leagues, and the same goes for flying an airplane.

His nervousness was not because of Wang Yanbing, nor because of Liu Xiaotian, whom he and He Zhijun both valued greatly, but because of He Chen Guang! Since He Chen Guang is He Weidong's son! His father sacrificed there; if He Chen Guang also met with misfortune there, Fan Tianlei might never escape this shadow for the rest of his life.

Upon hearing that Liu Xiaotian might be under attack at the border, this old soldier immediately refused to stay put, insisting on personally piloting the aircraft to go meet him.

More than five hundred meters behind him, Liu Xiaotian and Li Erniu encountered He Chen Guang, who was also rushing this way; after exchanging greetings, the three dispersed, quickly forming a combat formation and rushing toward Wang Yanbing.

Just as he lay down, a bullet sliced past without a sound, coming within ten centimeters of his head; he even felt the bullet's scorching temperature and smelled the gunpowder smoke after combustion.

If not for that, Xiezi's finger resting on the trigger would have surely pulled it long ago.

After the plane took off, it headed straight for the border region several hundred kilometers away. This time, however, Song Kaifei did not pilot the plane; the temporary pilot was none other than Zhou Tianzuo.

In his view, this was an opportunity sent by heaven, a chance to give a big gift to his 'old friend'.

Five minutes later, the engine of the old transport helicopter that Liu Xiaotian had hastily repaired in high altitude the day before started up, and a squad of fully armed soldiers hurriedly boarded, carrying ammunition boxes.

Wang Yanbing blinked, but immediately reacted, diving into a side roll and taking cover behind a tree with a diameter exceeding sixty centimeters.

Because he knew that the outcome would be something he could not face.

The crosshair center in the sights remained locked on the approaching Wang Yanbing.

"He Chen Guang! Someone's shooting, someone's shooting!"

However, although Wang Yanbing had deliberately landed far away, long-term training had already ingrained tactical movements into his muscle memory.

Fan Tianlei dared not think further.

Purely an instinctive sudden lowering of his head, Liu Xiaotian dropped prone, and inertia carried his body sliding over a meter on the grass.

The reason was that, before landing, he had vaguely seen a shadow flicker on the border line.

After seeing He Chen Guang, Liu Xiaotian thought it over repeatedly, but still voiced his concern.

This frightened him quite a bit.

During this parachute jump, everyone's communicators were on the public channel, so the conversation just had between He Chen Guang and Wang Yanbing was heard clearly by the command center hundreds of kilometers away.

More importantly, he faintly felt that the person who launched the attack was none other than Xiezi! If father and son, after being separated for ten years, were to die in the same place at the hands of the same person, and all of this were orchestrated by him, Fan Tianlei...

In the jungle, a voice came from the invisible communicator in Xiezi's ear, that of the short man who had come with him and looked almost like a monkey: "Boss, someone else is coming again—three of them, from the eleven o'clock direction!"

At the same time, Liu Xiaotian also suddenly realized that the two red characters 'Warning' that had been flickering in his mind abruptly appeared before his eyes, as if he were wearing a Stark helmet.

And now, the parachute troops had actually been attacked? He immediately ordered Tang Xinyi: "Order everyone to return at once, pay attention to safety!"

The reason he was here was because the drop point for this parachute jump was set at the very place where He Weidong had sacrificed.

When He Zhijun's order was issued, this national treasure‑class senior sergeant chief happened to be on the airplane, studying Liu Xiaotian's high‑altitude procedure of disconnecting and reconnecting the starter to excite the engine.

At this moment, among everyone on the plane, the most nervous was Fan Tianlei.

Just as he rounded a tree so thick it took two people to embrace it, a strong sense of danger suddenly surged in his heart.

Like Wang Yanbing, he also felt the scorching heat of the bullet tip and that pungent gunpowder smell.

Immediately, the prone Liu Xiaotian clearly heard his own heart racing.

Too… too damn close!

If he had been just 0.1 seconds slower, Liu Xiaotian wasn't sure whether his head wouldn't already have a hole pierced through, narrow in front and thick in back...

(End of chapter)