Chapter 431: No matter how far, they will be punished; guard the borders and defend the land

Bang!

A gunshot shattered the night!

Lao Mao's face suddenly changed as he sped over in the motorboat; he hastily raised his low-light night vision device and looked toward the island.

But his view was blocked, and he saw nothing.

"Instructor, this gunshot......?"

Xu Ce was also startled by the gunshot.

He knew very well that Team A had not brought any firearms when landing on the island.

Their only weapon was a spear gun, but now the gunshot sounded; the only possibility was that the enemy had fired.

Lao Mao's eyes turned cold; he distributed the homemade firearms he had seized from those three earlier to everyone: "After landing, if you see our people shot and wounded, or the enemy holding a gun, kill them outright!"

Xu Ce and the others shuddered, and goosebumps rose all over their bodies.

They had never experienced such a sudden incident, let alone killed anyone.

As the island drew nearer, each person's heart was filled with fear, tension, excitement, and other complex emotions, causing their hands holding the guns to sweat profusely.

Lao Mao glanced at them from the corner of his eye; under the moonlight, Xu Ce and the others' faces were pale, and he sneered coldly: "You previously questioned what to do if the situation worsened?"

"This is the answer: either they die, or we live!"

Xu Ce paused, then forced a bitter smile.

Indeed, offending Bai Yuan at most earns a couple of scoldings.

Offending Lao Mao will have him relentlessly chase and kill you, right up in your face.

He took a deep breath, already prepared to kill the enemy: "Understood!"

Lao Mao steered the boat at full speed toward the beach, his American-made AN/PVS-7 low-light night vision device locked firmly on the island's situation.

Soon, in the greenish view, silhouettes appeared: it seemed two enemies rushed into a simple shed and pulled out two guns, which looked very likely to be shotguns.

But the next second, one of the men holding a shotgun was pierced through the shoulder by a long fishhook, spraying blood mist into the air that could even be seen.

That man was instantly dragged to the ground, pulled along the uneven terrain, accompanied by pig‑slaughter‑like screams.

Before Lao Mao could figure out who had fired the spear gun so accurately, he saw the enemy's comrade rush forward to help break the encirclement.

In the view, a figure lunged forward like a leopard, bursting out of the night‑vision screen; when Lao Mao shifted his angle, he saw that person's steel pipe swinging like a baton, crashing down on the enemy's head and face......

The vicious, continuous motion left even him stunned for a second.

At that moment, the speedboat shot onto the shallow beach like an arrow.

Before the boat had even steadied, Lao Mao and the others leapt off, using inertia to rush toward the fight.

Xu Ce and the others' homemade guns were all loaded, ready to exchange fire with the enemy.

But when everyone saw what lay before them, they all had their jaws drop.

All that could be seen was that Lu Yang and the others of Team A stood there unharmed, only a few having suffered minor superficial injuries.

The ground was littered with bodies lying every which way—some clutching their legs, others mouths full of blood, most teeth knocked out; it was horrific.

Moreover, one unlucky fellow had a harpoon through his shoulder, the wound a bloody mess, already knocked unconscious from the pain; and the harpoon that pierced his shoulder now resembled a nail, pinning another enemy's two hands to the ground.

A single harpoon had skewered two people like candied haws on a stick—this move was absolutely insane!

Lu Yang reported the situation: "Our personnel have only minor injuries, no serious harm; all six enemies on the island have been subdued."

Lao Mao looked at the two subdued by the same harpoon and couldn't help asking: "Was this your doing?"

"Hmm."

"Those who have seen blood and those who haven't are different—your strike was fast, precise, and ruthless, with no hesitation."

"Hehe."

Watching Lu Yang appear completely unfazed, Xu Ce and the others were utterly shocked.

Although, when Lu Yang previously demonstrated his marksmanship, Bai Yuan had already asked a similar question.

But nobody took it seriously, thinking the instructor was just joking; after all, at that time Lu Yang wasn't particularly well‑liked by everyone.

But now, the scene before them forced them to believe it; anyone who hasn't killed before could not possibly act so decisively and ruthlessly.

Earlier, when they tied up those three subdued men, they noticed the muscles on the opponents' arms and hands, as well as the old calluses on their palms and tiger mouths.

So, the true identity of these so‑called unidentified armed men was obvious.

To quickly subdue this group of 'well‑trained' fellows when numbers are roughly equal,

perhaps it was easy for Bai Yuan and Lao Mao, but for these beginners it was not a particularly easy task.

Judging by performance and condition, Lu Yang was no different from having earned the highest score in this evaluation and the cleanest answer sheet.

Indeed, the title 'Brother Yang' is not unearned; each of Lu Yang's moves refreshes everyone's impression of him.

Lao Mao tossed a small package to Lu Yang and issued the next order: "Number Twelve, tighten the steel pipe and plant the flag at the highest point!"

"The rest of you split into two groups: go tear down their metal shed and smash everything inside."

"Another group, tie up the people; later we'll have to take them all away."

"Yes."

After assigning the tasks, everyone split into three teams, each carrying out their duties.

This island isn't large, nor does it have much vegetation; most of it is bare stone.

Called an island, it is actually more like a large rocky beach.

In this vicinity, there are actually many similar scattered little islands.

Precisely because such islands are far too numerous, and similar incidents occur from time to time, only flexible enforcement can be adopted.

The Navy is vigorously building and developing; it cannot let such trifling matters hinder progress, and most importantly, it must not allow a minor issue to be seized by those with ulterior motives to smear it.

And the enemies' strategy is actually quite simple, just like those old folks who like to plant vegetables in roadside vacant lots.

Today they plant greens, tomorrow cabbage; after a few days when everything is fully grown, they say, "Sorry, this plot is mine now."

It is precisely because there are so many scattered islands nearby, and our naval forces are relatively weak, unable to keep watch daily, that people have been able to slip through.

Their action is basically the same as secretly pulling up all the vegetables the old lady planted during the night.

You could call the police or file a lawsuit, but who has the leisure to argue with you about this?

When the crops are gone, the land is gone; the other side learns a lesson from the trap and can only meekly admit defeat.

At the same time, Lu Yang reached the island's highest point, assembled the steel pipe sections they had brought up, and completed a flagpole.

I have to admit, the idea is quite clever; when tightened it becomes a flagpole, an important bearer of faith, but when unscrewed it turns into a bunch of short sticks that would make you spit blood and scramble for teeth on the ground.

Lu Yang untied the package, shook out the flag inside, slipped it onto the metal pole, and then forcefully drove it into a crevice in the rock.

The sea breeze brushed gently, bringing faint wisps of white mist from afar; it lifted a corner of the flag, allowing it to unfurl and flutter in the wind.

This made Lu Yang truly, for the first time, feel what "even from afar we must punish, defending the borders and land" means!

The moment the flag rose, Xu Ce, Tu Hongwei and the others sensed it and all looked up.

Watching the flag flutter under the moonlight, proud smiles appeared on everyone's faces.

Although the operation was not particularly dangerous, the success achieved was highly meaningful.

Lao Mao clapped his hands: "Stop looking, the sea is fogging over, we have to leave quickly!"

"Alright!"

There is also a speedboat on the beach, perfect for transporting the captives.

Lao Mao set off with the captives and some team members, heading back first.

Lu Yang piloted another speedboat, circled behind the island to retrieve the two kayaks.

Unless under special circumstances or an extremely dangerous mission, kayaks must be recovered when time permits.

On the boat, Tu Hongwei couldn't understand why they had to take the captives along; couldn't they just leave them on the island to fend for themselves?

Lu Yang jumped off the boat to retrieve the kayaks: "Leaving those people here is too cheap for them. Find a spot far from the island, put them in a small boat and toss them into the sea, remove the engine, and let their men slowly search for it."

"They gave us trouble; shouldn't we give them a taste of their own medicine?"

Tu Hongwei gave a thumbs‑up: "Impressive, truly impressive!"