Chapter 510: Ambush on the Mountain Road

The Jeep drove along the road at a steady pace. He Yuzhu leaned back against the seat, his heart suddenly stirring, and he asked the system in his mind, "System, can you increase the detection range?"

A gentle female voice immediately rang out: "Host, upgrading the detection range from 200 meters to 600 meters requires consuming one ton of gold, or jade of equivalent energy."

He Yuzhu suddenly remembered that the jade he had previously obtained from Xu Damao was still lying quietly in his space, never having been touched. He immediately replied, "I have some jade in my space; use that to upgrade the detection range."

The system quickly responded: "The energy in that batch of jade is insufficient; you still need to supplement it with 700 kilograms of gold."

The current He Yuzhu was a man with children now; if he were to encounter gunfire on the way, the consequences would be unimaginable. Gritting his teeth, he immediately decided: "System, system, upgrade it for me immediately."

"System upgrading, please wait."

After no more than ten seconds, a crisp "Ding-dong" sounded, and the system prompt came again: "Upgrade complete, please test it, Host."

He Yuzhu immediately activated the detection function. The detection range in his mind had indeed broadened significantly, and the clarity of the image had also clearly improved.

He finally felt a bit more at ease, and in a sudden burst of good spirits, he actually began to hum "Good Days" softly.

The driver, Xiao Ma, knew the danger of this operation and had been in a state of tension. Hearing He Yuzhu's singing, he felt much more relaxed without realizing it.

Seeing his shoulders relax, He Yuzhu smiled and said, "Xiao Ma, don't worry. With me here, I guarantee I won't let you become a martyr."

"Engineer He, I'm not afraid!" Xiao Ma replied stubbornly.

The Jeep drove for about another ten minutes, arriving at a relatively narrow stretch of mountain road at the foot of Yuexiu Mountain, where the road could only accommodate two cars passing each other. On one side was a mountain, and on the other was a river.

He Yuzhu continued to hum a tune, but his mind became alert.

Suddenly, a system prompt rang in his mind: "Host, enemies are attacking!"

He Yuzhu immediately picked up his telescope and looked into the distance.

Two trucks had just turned the corner and were charging side-by-side toward him.

"Xiao Ma, stop the car!" He Yuzhu shouted.

Xiao Ma slammed on the brakes, and the tires emitted a screeching sound as they rubbed against the ground.

Before the car had even come to a complete stop, He Yuzhu had already gotten out, hidden behind a large tree, and the sniper rifle in his hands was quickly aimed at the driver of the truck on the right.

"Bang!"

The bullet precisely blew the driver's head apart. Fresh blood sprayed onto the windshield, turning it a bloody red, and the truck instantly lost control, swerving and crashing into a large tree by the side of the road.

The special agents in the back of the truck quickly jumped off and came charging toward He Yuzhu, shouting.

"Bang!" A second gunshot rang out, and the driver of the left truck was also shot in the head.

The driverless truck continued to slide forward, and before long, it plunged into the river.

The special agents in the truck bed jumped off desperately; some who didn't make it in time fell into the big river along with the truck.

The five or six special agents who had jumped off quickly joined the charging crowd.

"Da-da-da..."

A dozen or so special agents armed with M3 American Submachine Guns launched an assault.

These people were over three hundred meters away from He Yuzhu, and their bullets couldn't cause him any harm at all.

The Mosin-Nagant sniper rifle in He Yuzhu's hands, however, was not for show; its effective range exceeded four hundred meters, and he almost never missed a shot.

In less than two minutes, seven or eight special agents had fallen to the ground one after another.

"Host! Enemies are attacking from the rear flank!"

He Yuzhu hurriedly stopped shooting and began Scanning the enemies on the rear flank.

He discovered that among these special agents, several were holding sniper rifles; it seemed they were all skilled hands. Fortunately, he had upgraded the system in advance; if he had been surrounded by these snipers, even if he didn't die, he would certainly have been severely wounded.

He no longer stayed put, choosing instead to take the initiative and attack the special agents on the trucks.

In this way, the enemies on the mountain did not dare to fire easily, fearing they might hit their own people.

Using the trees and rocks on the hillside as cover, He Yuzhu charged forward rapidly.

Before long, the special agents who had gotten off the trucks were wiped out by him.

There were several snipers on the mountain who posed a great threat to him. They coordinated well and kept up continuous fire, giving He Yuzhu no chance to show his head.

Seeing He Yuzhu suppressed, the special agents on the mountain swarmed toward him.

He Yuzhu rolled and changed his position; a bullet grazed his ear and flew past, nearly taking his life.

"Damn it! Just wait until I blow you all to pieces later!" He Yuzhu cursed.

Just at this critical moment, Tian Dan arrived in time with over fifty soldiers, firing continuously at those enemies.

Once surrounded, the special agents immediately fell into a disadvantageous position.

Under the cover of Tian Dan and the others, He Yuzhu shot and killed five snipers.

In the blink of an eye, the situation reversed. The remaining special agents retreated one after another, while He Yuzhu pursued them closely with his rifle.

Two kilometers away, in a large tree, Duan Yunpeng held up his telescope and watched the whole process. Knowing the battle was lost, he immediately slid down from the tree, ran toward a truck nearby, and shouted sternly: "An Daiyuan, drive quickly!"

But the passenger seat was empty.

"Bastard!" Duan Yunpeng cursed angrily. Knowing things were going wrong, he hurriedly ran around to the driver's side, intending to drive away and save his own life.

At this moment, three large trucks drove up from behind him, and dozens of soldiers armed with live ammunition jumped off.

Every one of these soldiers was holding a Type 50 Submachine Gun, and their muzzles were aimed squarely at him.

Duan Yunpeng hurriedly pulled his Mauser C96 from his waist, wanting to fire, but before he could even raise the gun, a gunshot rang out suddenly.

"Bang!"

The bullet struck Duan Yunpeng square in the chest. His body stiffened, and he fell straight backward, lifeless.

On the other side, An Daiyuan, who had long since escaped the encirclement, leaned against a large tree, panting heavily, and muttered to himself: "Good thing I went up the mountain to relieve myself just now, or I would have lost my life. I can't stay in this place anymore, or I'll die here sooner or later."

He Yuzhu pursued the special agents for a full five kilometers before he wiped out all the fleeing agents and even caught one alive.

In the government conference room, everyone's faces were full of excitement, only Tian Dan's expression was not very good.

He Yuzhu walked up to comfort her: "It's normal not to have caught An Daiyuan. This man is timid and extremely cautious by nature; he was never going to be easy to catch. Being able to kill Duan Yunpeng is already a great merit."

Deputy Bureau Chief Cao patted He Yuzhu on the shoulder and praised: "Little He is indeed exceptionally brave; killing over twenty special agents all by yourself, impressive!"

He Yuzhu smiled and waved his hand, saying, "It was mainly due to the meticulous arrangements made by the leadership, and Deputy Bureau Chief Tian's cover was well-executed."

Seeing the look of self-reproach on Tian Dan's face, Secretary Liu hurriedly comforted her: "You cannot be blamed for this; with such a large encirclement, it is inevitable that a few special agents would escape, and you have already done very well."

The night was deep, and the streets and alleys of Si Jiu Cheng were quiet, with only the occasional sound of insects chirping.

Yan Jiefang hunched his waist and quietly crept to the front of a house in Xinjiekou Third Alley, pulled out a blade to gently pry open the door lock, and slipped inside.

The sound of steady breathing came from the inner room, clearly indicating that the person inside was fast asleep.

He tiptoed to the doorway of the inner room, took a small iron box from his bosom, poured the medicinal liquid inside onto a rag, held his breath, and slowly moved toward the large, carved wooden bed.

His heart was pounding wildly—although his Siqiang had taught him these methods, this was the first time he had actually had to use them to drug someone.

Just as he was about to reach the edge of the bed, he suddenly stepped on something under his feet, followed by a crisp "click," and a piercing pain shot from the sole of his foot through his entire body.

Yan Jiefang let out a miserable scream from the pain and fell straight to the ground.