Chapter 281

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Protagonist:

Chen Yi

The guards in front of the Grand Knight's gate were naturally strict; any knight wishing to approach had to declare their identity.

Seeing the two squads of light infantry, the knight attendants at the gate merely waved their hands in disgust, signaling them to scram.

Li Changning, walking at the very front, put away his humble smile, tossed aside the annoying small leather shield, revealing a compact and sharp Woods submachine gun underneath.

Lightly pulling the trigger, the bullets seemed like dogs in a slaughterhouse, impatient to rush out.

As the "da-da-da" sound rang out, the two squads of trainee soldiers behind also discarded their old shields used to hide their identities, pulled out automatic rifles from their javelin bags, skillfully chambered rounds and opened fire, simultaneously stepping forward, venting their firepower to the fullest — there was fear, but also excitement.

Chen Yi hunched his body, wrapped in Pocket Qi, firing burst after burst at any knight or attendant poking their head out from the barracks; the unease in his heart had long since vanished without a trace.

Another night raid assassination.

After the live-fire training at the Lu Fu Manor, this assault — whether in the choice of timing or the force of the strike — exceeded Chen Yi's expectations, yet it still met with tremendous resistance. Those knights who threw themselves forward without regard for their lives, those heavy infantry who had no time to don their armor, did not care about the corpses in front of them, advancing almost in an unbroken stream.

Right before Chen Yi's eyes, a knight wearing a silver metal helmet shoved aside the fallen mount beasts dead ahead, stared at the pure metal shield, and charged straight up — for them, a knight's dignity could not be insulted; everything else was secondary.

She Lei fired before Chen Yi; after a string of muzzle flashes, the silver-helmeted knight took a heavy round to the leg, then fell into a hail of concentrated fire. The opponent was also clever, instantly curling up behind his shield; the rare heavy shield actually blocked the penetration of three or five M4s, but aside from him, the soldiers and knights in leather armor had long since fallen silent.

"Hold." Chen Yi raised his hand, and the trainees immediately ceased fire, without the slightest hesitation.

"Search inward, watch for all kinds of documents, and high-level figures — cannot capture, execute all. Set up the heavy machine guns." After Chen Yi finished speaking these words, he fished out a piece of konjac from his pocket and ate it.

Yun Wu and Yun Shisan dutifully acted as guides; Li Changning switched to his submachine gun, aiming at the silver-helmeted knight under the shield.

Four trainees began busily assembling the disassembled heavy machine guns on simple stone-platform firing positions. This method was invented by Afghans to counter the Soviet army back then; the stone's cover capability is excellent, sturdy and durable, ordinary rockets may not even work — it is a sharp tool for defense and ambush.

Before long, the two heavy machine guns started their "da-da-da" sound, and the trainees, as if hearing a requiem, all quieted down.

Back when the US military's Black Hawk went down, it was merely trying to establish four machine gun positions outside the target building in Somalia, using the M60 general-purpose machine gun — compared to the M2 Browning, the M60 is obviously not even in the same league in terms of power; the former is a squad support weapon, light weight, short range, slow rate of fire, while the M2 can completely serve as a platoon or company's primary attack weapon, and in the West Continent's environment, it holds a status even surpassing the Maxim.

In the darkness, the heavy machine guns in the stone-platform positions were like the Grim Reaper's mistress, adorning the muzzle flames with stolen lives,

The knights and infantry coming to the rescue were instantly torn apart by bullets in the dark; only one in ten or so rounds was a tracer, helping the shooter correct the angle — such a low frequency, if you weren't paying attention, it was easy to miss.

The area within 1000 meters instantly became an asura field.

"Don't resist, I'll spare your life." Chen Yi seized the silver-helmeted knight with his hand, hoisted him — armor and all — onto his shoulder, and walked slowly toward the main command tent. The small-caliber rifle wounds weren't large, but three consecutive shots all hitting the left leg nearly made the silver-helmeted knight faint; coupled with the vast difference in their martial arts levels, he could only struggle a couple of times.

Grand Knight Silva sat on a luxurious colored-gold chair, looking down at the soldiers below with an arrogant expression. His strength was not weak; if he burned Source Energy like Kaman, escaping with his life would be no problem, yet he neither resisted nor fled.

Li Changning pointed his automatic rifle at him with a pounding heart; as a heavy machine gunner who had participated in the "Jiangbei Landing Defense Battle," he knew very well that the M4 in his hand might not even guarantee he wouldn't be killed by a counterattack, let alone the probability of shooting the opponent dead.

"Grand Knight Silva?" Chen Yi asked in a deep voice.

But he wasn't afraid of any Grand Knight; a Positive Knight trained by a Holy Knight is only stronger than an ordinary Level 9 Combat knight, not weaker — moreover, although the trainees around him were lower level, the gear in their hands had some small use.

"Who are you?"

"Chen Yi, the person in charge of Jiangning Shuizhai, right?" Chen Yi placed the silver-helmeted knight from his shoulder onto the table, pressing down lightly on his scapula with one hand, rendering him unable to move in the slightest.

Grand Knight Silva gave a listless smile, but without the imagined arrogant domineering air; instead he lowered his posture and said: "I also don't know which temple sent you; the soldiers outside do not all belong to the temple, please do not kill them all."

His words stunned Chen Yi for a moment, but he quickly realized — this Grand Knight before him actually thought he had brought a large army to annihilate all the troops outside.

But that's understandable; on ancient battlefields, where is the logic of a lone army penetrating deep? Especially when the two commanders meet, the outcome is surely already decided; perhaps to preserve his reputation, he didn't burn energy to escape.

Chen Yi shook his head inwardly, giving a contemptuous compliment to the West Continent army's night combat capability; those peripheral field armies were probably still dealing with the harassment of the heavy machine gun truck convoy — he had long since plated several trucks with iron plates, sealing most windows, installed heavy machine guns for attack, and combined with the Humvee's speed, the firepower was considerable at least in the near-city section.

As for the troops near Grand Knight Silva, to break through the sniping of two heavy machine guns would require high-level Combat Skill knights willing to risk their lives; the military commanders are not benevolent types, yet they wouldn't decide to act in such a short time.

"You surrender, and I won't massacre the soldiers outside."

"A word is a bond." The Grand Knight's eyes lit up; if he could save the lives of thousands of soldiers, his responsibility would be fulfilled.

Li Changning, hearing his words, immediately used a specially made restraint to bind him, then applied a specially made medicine that weakened knights and induced sleep, before taking him captive.

Chen Yi took 20 seconds to re-check everything, then decisively ordered "Withdraw."

There were three to five boxes of documents in the room, but since they were written on mud cloth, the word count wasn't high; two soldiers lifting them was enough. Grand Knight Silva and that silver-helmeted knight were stripped down to their underwear, tied up with rope and suspended, each escorted by a trainee.

As a result, the two squads of trainees now only had one squad capable of combat. Chen Yi waved his hand lightly, not seeking mounts, but under the cover of the heavy machine guns, slowly withdrew from the blazing central command tent, secretly merging into the darkness.

They had the help of night vision goggles, naturally possessing an absolute advantage.

The nearby fire pillars were shot out one by one.

The trainees' footsteps grew faster and faster.

Finally, when they were about to leave the barracks, the familiar heavy machine gun rhythm stopped, replaced by two dull explosions, like a hotel recording of the Grim Reaper and his mistress.

Those were the last two heavy machine gunners. With the assistant gunners already gone, they insisted on firing the remaining rounds, and before leaving took the heavy machine gun bolts, then used the C4 explosives they carried to blow up the heavy machine guns.

One person cannot move a heavy machine gun; blowing it up is the best choice.

Chen Yi checked the time and ordered: "Report position."

Li Changning quickly picked up the walkie-talkie, and according to the southeast/northwest directions on his watch, informed the last two heavy machine gunners.

Grand Knight Silva watched coldly from the side, the indignation in his heart growing less and less. He had now guessed that only about 20 soldiers had entered the main command tent, but thinking carefully, it seemed he really couldn't escape a Combat Skill Level 8 expert...

Then let them do as they please! Silva thought.

On the return journey, everything went smoothly; there was one armored truck that happened to expose its side, and was rammed overturned by a certain brave elephant beast knight, shocking the Inspection Team trainees; fortunately the Humvees quickly filled the gap, the machine cannon shot down the entire squad of elephant beast cavalry, without needing the two squads to step in.

Returning to Shuizhai, dawn was nearly breaking; aside from arranging defenses and recalling dispatched troops, Chen Yi's task was interrogating that silver-helmeted knight and Grand Knight Silva.

The latter was naturally the focus, but the former made Chen Yi even more interested.

Needless to say, in the West Continent a knight who can afford a full shield must be extremely wealthy, and his bravery left a deep impression; very few merchants rolling in wealth can still bravely abandon their lives.

Compared to commoners with nothing, this kind of ferocity seems somewhat more pure.

Yu Weichao knocked lightly on the door, entered and asked: "Mr. Chen, Silva wants to see you."

"Got anything out of him?"

"His identity, the objective of this trip — he told all of it, basically no concealment; but when we wanted him to write a letter to the Elder Council, he requested to see you."

Chen Yi pondered for a moment, then said, "I won't see him."

"Ah?"

"Your mission is to build the road; we defeated the Expeditionary Army for the sake of building the road. You think of a way to negotiate a compensation plan that Malacheng can accept."

Yu Weichao knew Chen Yi was unwilling to make things too stiff with the Natives, because that would greatly reduce the quantity of Resource acquisition and delay the development of the West Continent.

Understanding Upper Management's intent, his task became easier. After reporting the remaining Military Equipment situation at various locations and the Soldier conditions, Yu Weichao added, "The Knight you brought back has received emergency treatment, but one Bullet is in a bad position, too close to a blood vessel; our doctors dare not operate."

Chen Yi had long since purchased a simple Field Hospital, spending little money; the doctors he hired were also Jiangbei People, but they were medical vocational school Graduates who went to interview at the Martial Arts Hall because they couldn't find work, and were promoted as special talents on the spot and brought to the West Continent. Even at their current level, it was all learned and practiced on the Natives, amounting to veterinary standards; treating three Bullet wounds was clearly beyond their ability.

"What happens if it's left in?"

Yu Weichao hesitated, then said, "There's an 80% chance of disability."

"Mm." Chen Yi pondered for 10 seconds, then said, "I'll take him back to Jiangning with me. You notify Yun-5, Yun-8, Yun-12, and Yun-13."

"Now?"

"Do you think the war can still continue?" Chen Yi smiled, leaned back in the Chair, closed his eyes, and rested.

The morning sunshine was especially suitable for going back to sleep.

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