Chapter 537: Chen Panpan Got Shot

"The life force is just too, too resilient."

Zhou Kaidong fell onto his butt and sat on the ground, his voice trembling.

Guo Yongwen's hands kept shaking, and a drop of blood—splattered from the enemy's chest after it was pierced—still stained his face.

A gust of wind blew by, and both of them involuntarily shivered, their bodies curling up as if in a ball, unable to believe they had just jointly killed two living men.

"No time left, change clothes."

Lu Yang chose an enemy of similar build, immediately swapped into the opponent's clothes, and waved toward Wu Sida's hiding spot.

The reason he didn't let Zhou Kaidong and Guo Yongwen come was that their mental state hadn't recovered, still suffering the backlash of fear and panic.

At this moment, he needed someone relatively calmer to partner with, to carry the cargo and approach the three below.

Wu Sida clutched the clothes, but his gaze kept drifting to the two corpses on the ground and to Zhou Kaidong's vacant, numb expression.

In fact, earlier he had been terrified to death; fearing Lu Yang's ambush might slip, letting the enemy escape or making a sound that would alert the three on the shore.

Fortunately the two enemies were silently dealt with, allowing the operation to continue; but the next step would bring them even closer to death and danger.

"Go!"

After swiftly changing clothes, Lu Yang also used the radio to contact Ding Tengfei.

"Your position should have a clear view; engage the enemy you deem most threatening."

"Yes..."

Receiving Ding Tengfei's reply, Lu Yang took a deep breath and readjusted his mindset.

With Wu Sida on his left and right, both shouldering rifles, they disguised themselves as the two earlier men and walked toward the beach.

At this moment the island was still pitch black; given the similar builds, the opponent's focus would most likely be on this huge sack of cargo.

Lu Yang didn't choose to concentrate fire the instant they landed on the island; instead he opted for a one‑by‑one elimination plan to maximize his side's personnel safety.

Although we seemed numerous, our ammunition was very limited—each person received only single‑digit rounds.

In other words, once the fight truly starts, the few bursts we fire will be gone, and we'll be overwhelmed.

Moreover, the island's space is limited; if we can't eliminate the enemies quickly, Lu Yang's group will face total annihilation—before Bai Yuan arrives, there won't even be a place to hide or escape.

Another crucial point is that, aside from himself, nobody else has truly seen real combat.

When the real fight breaks out, they can't replicate their training performance at all—especially when the barrel is aimed at a living target.

Even a half‑second hesitation could lead to irreversible consequences.

The enemy's deaths are inconsequential, but every one of our own must be kept whole.

Credit can be set aside, but Lu Yang must ensure his troops' safety.

Thus he devised this most reliable, safest, most secure plan.

"Dragging your feet, why are you two so slow? Move faster!"

The guy in the floral shirt, impatient, got off the boat and swaggered over, cursing.

Lu Yang couldn't make out what he was shouting, but the accent sounded familiar, like the crew from the enforcement boat last time.

Suddenly Lu Yang stumbled, and as he fell the zipper of his travel bag ripped open; several bags of white flour spilled out, infuriating the floral‑shirt man who immediately lost his cool.

Just as he was about to stride over and give a lesson, a low English growl came from behind.

"Stop!"

"Don't go over!"

One of the white men pointed his gun at the clumsy Lu Yang and his companion in the darkness.

Clearly, the guy's gaze was sharp and had spotted the issue.

The floral‑shirt man flinched, instantly reacting to fire at Lu Yang, but the gunshot rang out first from the lighthouse top.

Bang bang bang!

The glass atop the lighthouse shattered.

A volley of bullets slammed toward this side.

One bullet struck the floral‑shirt man's foot; he screamed in agony and collapsed.

From the lighthouse, Ding Tengfei saw the scene and his head buzzed; he had aimed at the upper body but, due to nerves, still missed.

At this point Lu Yang stopped pretending, snatched the enemy's AK‑74 from behind, and sprayed several shots at the floral‑shirt man on the ground.

All the bullets hit non‑lethal spots, cutting off any chance of retaliation or escape.

Immediately after, he and Wu Sida went prone and fired toward the beach.

"Take action!"

Lu Yang let out a roar, startling the hidden Kang Changyi and his few companions, who then opened fire that way.

The sudden fire from the other side scared the two white men on the boat, who quickly ducked their heads to avoid the bullets.

But immediately, that white man swept his light machine gun toward Kang Changyi's direction.

The heavy fire instantly pinned them down; moreover, Kang Changyi's group had very limited ammo, running out after a few shots.

Rat-a-tat!

The light machine gun instantly became the battlefield's ruler.

Bullets whizzed overhead, scattering sand and leaving countless tiny pits on the ground.

When Kang Changyi ran out of ammo, he fumbled out a grenade in the chaos and tossed it, but its wildly off‑target trajectory rendered it useless.

Unexpectedly, his clumsy throw still intimidated the enemy; the mere presence of a grenade on the battlefield suggests the possible use of rocket launchers or mortars—infantry heavy weapons.

"Go, go, go, hurry!"

The white shooter urged his companion to launch the boat while laying down suppressing fire.

Unfortunately, Chen Panpan's arm was hit by a stray bullet, and blood gushed out.

The pain made his teeth feel like they might shatter, yet he didn't utter a single sound.

Someone's been shot!

Lu Yang flinched, distractedly glancing that way.

That one move gave the opponent a chance; luckily he dropped down in time, or else he'd have a few more blood holes now.

Lu Yang crawled quickly over there, lifted Chen Panpan from the ground to check her injuries; she's not in mortal danger, but a bullet had scraped off a small piece of flesh from her arm.

Does it hurt?

Like a shot.

Chen Panpan's reply made Lu Yang look at her with admiration.

What a man!

Lu Yang, they're trying to run!

Lu Yang looked over, the speedboat's engine roared, and white spray shot out from behind its rear.

The two white pilots were speeding away.

Lu Yang said nothing, leapt onto another speedboat and gave chase.

At this moment, Zhou Kaidong and Guo Yongwen rushed from the forest in a hurry.

How's it going, how's it going, everyone okay, everyone okay?!!

It's fine..

Me, I'm fine too...

Chen Panpan got shot, her arm took a bullet, and she bled a lot!

The scene was chaotic, teammates with dirty faces and trembling souls, and a man in a floral shirt lying there wailing and cursing; Zhou Kaidong and the other were stunned, not knowing what to do.

Tie the person up!

Right, don't let him die!

Zhou Kaidong and the other together bound the floral‑shirt man and repacked the scattered bags of white flour back into the sports bag.

Ding Tengfei arrived late from the lighthouse: "Lu Yang went after the enemy alone; could there be any danger?"

Just as Zhou Kaidong was about to speak, a whooshing wind came from overhead.

In the distant sky, a matte Navy‑gray Z‑9B helicopter was approaching.

It shouldn't be a problem now; the reinforcements have arrived; at least it's not that hackneyed, melodramatic scenario where the battle ends and the reinforcements only arrive just in time.

Guo Yongwen looked at the bewildered, completely terrified Kang Changyi and asked, "Does anyone still think this is staged?"