Chapter 430: One second, three strikes — the staff-shield technique shows its mighty power!

Attack!

The next second, the people crouching with their heads in their hands seemed to have their bodily switches forcibly triggered.

Hot blood surged, and they lunged at the two like a hungry tiger pouncing on prey.

Xu Ce and Jiang Dahai grabbed the two's feet and yanked them backward.

The two, having lost balance, should have fallen face-first, but they instinctively raised their arms to block.

Fallback training isn't practiced only domestically; many units in Southeast Asia also treat this drill as the foundation of combat.

Xu Ce and his companions instantly realized the opponents weren't ordinary, but being outnumbered, they still managed to subdue them.

The guy driving the speedboat, upon sensing something wrong, immediately tried to flee, but Lao Mao leapt aboard in one motion.

He directly strangled the opponent with a rope, then repeatedly slammed the person's head into the steering wheel, knocking him out cold and bringing the speedboat back.

Lao Mao tossed the unconscious driver aboard, then calmly told them: 'Tie everyone up, leave a few to watch the boat; the rest follow me aboard to support Team A—quick and decisive!'

Good!

Lao Mao picked up the walkie-talkie and contacted Lu Yang: 'Our side is all settled; how's yours?'

Soon came Lu Yang's reply: 'We've just reached the west cliff of the island, preparing to land.'

Okay, keep in touch.

After stowing the waterproof walkie-talkie, Lu Yang led Team A onto the reef and secured the kayak to prevent it from being washed away.

According to the intelligence provided in the mission, the enemy set up their observation point at the easiest landing spot, the shallow beach.

To be safe and to catch the enemy off guard, we had to approach via this relatively steep rock wall.

Wait below, I'll go up first!

Be careful!

Lu Yang put on a rope, brought a few rock pitons, and began free-climbing the smooth cliff.

Although the cliff here is only seven or eight meters high, far lower than the island they'd survived on before in the wild.

But attempting to climb an unfamiliar seaside cliff with no protection remains a dangerous challenge.

Fortunately, Lu Yang's free-climbing skill had improved leaps and bounds under the torment of the storm and Bai Yuan's harsh training; even this seven- or eight-meter cliff posed no problem for him without any protection.

Lu Yang moved quickly; even with poor visibility, he could swiftly find holds and climb upward.

After a few breaths, he had summited, then used a piton to set an anchor on the cliff edge so others could climb up quickly.

The last to climb up was the squad's deputy leader, Tu Hongwei; Lu Yang reached out, grabbed him, and hauled him up.

Follow me!

The group followed Lu Yang behind him and soon spotted a tin-roofed shack in the distance.

A flag was planted on the roof, but because it was night and there was no wind, its details couldn't be made out.

Lu Yang crept close, scouted, and confirmed there were six people on the island, matching Team A's numbers; two of them were hurrying toward the shallow beach, holding a walkie-talkie and shouting anxiously.

'What are they saying?' Tu Hongwei whispered.

'They probably can't reach their comrades, suspecting something happened—we need to act fast!'

Lu Yang pointed at someone and said: 'You come with me to take care of the two on the beach; Number Ten, you take people and deal with the four left in the hut.'

Okay!

Tu Hongwei answered, about to lead his people away, when Lu Yang pressed a hand on his shoulder.

What's up?

'Now you know—is this real or fake?'

'Huh, got it!'

'Scared?'

'Not scared!'

'How about you guys?'

Lu Yang looked at the other Team A members; everyone gave him the same answer.

Not only were they unafraid, they felt a strange excitement.

Lu Yang said no more, then gestured a tactic of splitting forces.

At that moment, the two on the beach kept their eyes on the distant lit fishing boat.

It seemed they saw their teammates' speedboat returning; the motor's roar grew louder, and the two appeared somewhat excited.

Moreover, one of them, seemingly sharp, sensed something; just as he turned, he saw a shoe sole rapidly enlarging before his eyes.

Before he could react, he was kicked flying, landing on the newly retreated shore, and passed out instantly.

His companion watched Lu Yang land steadily after a Leo flying kick, eyes wide with terror.

Just as he was about to shout, a teammate who had been moving with Lu Yang shoved him to the ground and clamped a hand over his mouth.

But unexpectedly, that person bit the teammate like a dog; in pain, the teammate instinctively released his grip, and the other immediately shouted at the top of his lungs.

'Come, quick, there are intruders!'

Lu Yang stepped up and kicked him again; the man's head lolled and he passed out.

Even though he had timely intervened, the four inside the house, hearing the commotion, still reacted.

The sudden turn of events completely disrupted Tu Hongwei's group's actions, but by now they could only forcefully engage.

Of the four opponents, three held unmarked blast shields picked from a secondhand market, while the other hand gripped a machete.

Tu Hongwei's side, lacking protective gear, quickly fell to the disadvantage, and someone even got injured.

Fortunately, with Lu Yang's addition, the situation began to swiftly reverse.

An enemy was first knocked down, and Lu Yang picked up the fallen blast shield.

At the moment he picked up the shield, Lu Yang heard an eagle's cry in his ears, as if he could fight all day.

He had an anti‑explosion shield in his left hand and a steel pipe in his right, as if possessed by an armed police third detachment, and he forced the enemy to witness the power of the Rolling Shield Technique.

"Be careful!"

Before he could hear Tu Hongwei's warning, Lu Yang raised his shield and blocked the enemy's incoming machete.

Then, he struck the leg with a stick to prevent escape!

"Ah!"

A heavy blow directly shattered the opponent's shin.

Just as he cried out, he was hit again in the mouth, knocking out several teeth and filling his mouth with blood.

"Whimper!"

Immediately after, a blow to the head prevented him from thinking.

Three strikes in a second instantly deprived the enemy of any ability to fight back.

This happened so fast that Tu Hongwei didn't even see Lu Yang's stick swing before the enemy lost all mobility.

He was about to praise his awesome stick technique when an enemy rushed into the house, grabbed a double‑barreled hunting rifle, and charged at him.

Tu Hongwei's pupils contracted sharply; he thought the enemy had no honor, wanted to dodge, but was already locked in by the gun barrel.

At the critical moment, Lu Yang lunged forward and knocked him aside.

"Bang!"

The gunshot rang out, the shield flew from his hand, and Lu Yang was flung several meters away, his arm almost shaking loose.

Looking up, the shooter, being too close, was hit in the lower body by fragments of the bullet that bounced back, covering him in blood.

Seeing the two remaining enemies still putting up a last‑ditch defense, they rushed into the tin shed, each grabbing a hunting rifle and charging out, while Lu Yang shouted "Conceal!"

He quickly ducked behind a protruding stone, removed the fish spear from his back, finished assembling it, and immediately engaged the safety.

With a swish, a fish spear shot out swiftly!

Snow Dance burst forth, and the fish spear pierced straight through one man's clavicle.

Lu Yang, like fishing, gave a hard pull: "Come over here!"

Immediately after, a pig‑like slaughter cry rang out from the island...