Chapter 536: Martial Soul Fusion Technique, Strong Guy Seizes the Man!

You two go to the island and dig up the stuff.

Keep it tight, the rendezvous time is coming up.

Two speedboats arrived at the shore one after another.

The first to arrive on that boat, two guys with guns jumped down.

After speaking in gibberish, the two immediately ran toward the hidden cargo location on the island.

On the remaining boat there were three people; one of them was short, wearing a floral shirt, with a pointed mouth and monkey cheeks, and he was the same guy who had earlier given orders to the two on the other boat.

The two remaining on the boat were white; when the boat reached the shore, they instinctively raised their guns and guarded the surroundings.

At the same time, they were on guard against any abnormality or danger appearing on the island, looking very professional.

Meanwhile, three people were lying low in the shadow of the tidal flat only a dozen or so meters from the three left behind.

Kang Changyi, Liu Ziqiang, and Chen Panpan held their breath, not daring to take an extra breath.

By now, they had begun to sense that something seemed off.

Not only did the people who came speak gibberish we couldn't understand, but even two foreigners showed up?

Moreover, the weapons they used were all unfamiliar to them, non-standard domestic equipment, clearly not what a small drill should have.

Even if it were a proper exercise, running into such a situation would be nearly impossible; after all, where would you find two big-nosed foreigners who know how to handle guns?

Chen Panpan and Liu Ziqiang were still experiencing their first time being this close to several unidentified armed individuals.

Their hearts pounded like drums, and even their bladders felt like they couldn't hold urine.

At such close range, an accidental discharge would be deadly if they actually started fighting.

At that moment, fear silently spread in their hearts, their minds even began to run through a life-flashing-before-their-eyes scenario, constantly praying not to fight, not to fight.

Kang Changyi was also nervous and panicked, but still clung to that last sliver of hopeful luck.

What if it's just an act?

What if they hired international friends to cameo and scare us?

Such a thing would be impossible for anyone else, but that guy Lu Yang, full of bad ideas, would definitely pull it off!

Maybe he just wants to scare us, to let us truly experience what it feels like to encounter the enemy on the battlefield—yeah, that must be it, definitely that!

Kang Changyi kept repeating in his heart words he himself didn't believe, over and over brainwashing himself.

Fear is real; being afraid is real; even if the other side aren't good people, even if their guns might threaten our safety.

But as a Longguo youth who grew up in a peaceful environment, bathed in sunlight, the first time killing an enemy at close range also requires overcoming immense psychological fear.

In the dense forest, Wu Sida, hiding behind a dirt mound, also spotted two figures approaching from his low-light night vision device.

He lowered his body as much as possible, suppressing that pounding, racing heart.

His fingers slowly turned up the safety on the gun, already ready to fire at any moment.

Wu Sida had previously cooperated with the Border Armed Police in completing an encirclement and suppression operation against drug traffickers.

Although he hadn't successfully killed an enemy, he had still experienced a life-and-death crisis.

Especially when bullets whizzed past overhead, that scalp-numbing, blood-chilling sensation throughout his body.

His movements became mechanical and stiff, his mind went blank, and after standing up the first thing he did was feel his body for bullet holes—a sensation he would never forget.

Now the same scene is playing out again, only this time from land to sea island; essentially nothing has changed.

Soon, those two silhouettes ran past in front of him, and Wu Sida aimed his gun at the back of one of the enemies.

His finger rested on the trigger, he adjusted his breathing rhythm, waiting only for a command to fire immediately.

How come I feel a chill on my back?

One of the enemies slowly stopped, turned his head and looked.

At the same moment, Wu Sida quickly buried his head in the ground to avoid being spotted.

The other person shone a flashlight backward, finding nothing unusual.

Must be the sea breeze blowing?

Alright, stop being paranoid, hurry up and dig up the cargo; we still have to hand it in.

Mm.

The two came to the tree that had been marked.

Then they took out two oddly shaped small shovels from their pockets and began digging.

Before long, they uncovered a waterproof tarp and underneath it a large black travel bag.

They opened the zipper and took a look; three small gold bars were still there, and inside were neatly arranged bags of white powder.

The cargo is fine, right?

Suddenly, a voice came from the walkie-talkie on one person's waist—the floral-shirt man's inquiry.

From the tone, it was clear these two were taking orders from him.

No problem, the stuff and the cargo are here.

Move quickly; it's not advisable to stay here long.

Got it, right away.

The two sped up their movements, and shortly they flipped that big package out of the soil.

Then they used the excavated dirt to restore the hole, even covering it with grass on top.

From their practiced movements, this likely wasn't their first time doing this; meaning some previous cargo was probably hidden on other islands.

Wait, I'm going to take a piss.

One guy ran to the side, pulled down his pants and urinated; the other could only wait at the side.

This batch of cargo is too heavy for one person to lift; it must be carried by two.

Hurry up, the ones waiting over there are getting impatient.

"Immediately, immediately."

The man who was urinating just turned his head, just as he was about to shake, a black shadow rose from the ground under the stunned gazes.

Without giving him any reaction time, Lu Yang covered his mouth with one hand, and with the other hand thrust the knife into the enemy's throat.

Fresh blood streamed down the blade, yet Lu Yang didn't even blink, twisting the knife handle forcefully to enlarge the wound.

Even a slight movement still startled the man beside him; as he was about to turn his head to look, two figures lunged out together and knocked him to the ground.

Zhou Kaidong grabbed the man's legs and yanked hard; caught off guard, the enemy's body tipped forward.

Seeing him about to crash heavily onto the ground, Guo Yongwen immediately used one foot as a buffer, and his hands tightly clamped the guy's neck.

A feeling of suffocation came, the enemy kept flailing arms and fists toward his back, and his legs kicked wildly.

"Hold him down!"

Lu Yang over there was slowly laying the enemy's corpse on the ground, whispering.

Zhou Kaidong immediately pounced, pressing the enemy's legs with his body, and his hands tightly strangled the enemy's neck.

Because of suffocation and lack of oxygen, the enemy's face turned red then purple; the eyes rolled upward, completely bloodied.

Zhou Kaidong turned his head and closed his eyes, a bit reluctant to look; in truth he wanted to, like Lu Yang, plunge a knife into the throat and decisively end the enemy, but he just couldn't cross that mental hurdle.

Fortunately, Guo Yongwen and Zhou Kaidong's martial spirit fusion technique—"Strong Man's Difficulty"—was highly effective.

In no time the enemy completely calmed down; his legs kicked, his head went limp, and he stopped moving.

Looks like he's… kind of dead.

The adrenaline surging wildly made the two of them, Zhou Kaidong and Guo Yongwen, flushed and panting heavily.

Seeing the enemy no longer move, they exchanged a glance, then slowly released their grip.

But they didn't expect that the enemy, who had just seemed a bit dead, suddenly jerked open his eyes like a feigning corpse, giving the two a huge fright.

At the critical moment, Lu Yang knelt on one knee, pressing his knee onto the enemy's mouth, both hands gripping the hilt, thrusting the dagger hard into the enemy's chest, then flipping it over and twisting forcefully.

The enemy on the ground showed a ferocious, painful expression, and within a few seconds completely fell still, becoming a corpse......