Chapter 566: Takeoff Failed, Turned Into a Silly Bird

Lu Yang couldn't be dealt with any longer.

Everyone was ready for the imminent battle.

But then they said they wouldn't fight and just didn't—how could that be okay?

Just as Lu Yang was about to catch up to avenge LiMin, Sun Chen, and the others, two Red Side soldiers suddenly rushed out from the side and blocked his path.

The two fired crossfire at Lu Yang from front and back, forcing him to dodge into the nearby grass to temporarily avoid the attack.

"Huang Honghui is trying to escape—hold him!"

Lu Yang used the walkie-talkie to issue a pursuit order to the Raptor Team.

He had subordinates; if they could be used, they should be used—this was also a good chance to test their training results.

Chen Panpan responded, quickly leading a group out from the side to begin the pursuit.

Chen Panpan's eyes were fierce; holding her gun, she led the charge, raised her hand to signal, and the pursuers immediately split into two groups.

But just as she was about to act, she was blocked head-on by the Night Tiger's people.

"You want to chase our commander? Ask if we agree!"

"Cut the nonsense—fire!"

Gunfire rang out continuously.

The Red Side's blocking soldiers had good marksmanship and awareness.

But the Raptor Team, after repeated drills, had also made great progress.

In terms of combat awareness and battlefield reaction, they were basically on par with the enemy.

With the team members coordinating, they could suppress the enemy's counterattack and look for breakthrough opportunities.

After a stalemate, Zhou Kaidong's magazine ran out and he was about to be forced into a desperate situation by the enemy; just as the enemy prepared to rush and shoot him, Ding Tengfei far away pulled the trigger of his sniper rifle first.

Bang!

A laser bullet whizzed past Zhou Kaidong's side and hit that Red Side soldier.

The smoke sensor vibrated once, and that Red Side soldier was immediately eliminated.

Zhou Kaidong turned his head and gave an OK sign to the distant sniper, Ding Tengfei.

Ding Tengfei smiled, immediately turned his muzzle to aim at the next target; with his help as a sniper, the Raptor Team quickly gained the upper hand.

The team's seamless coordination, a result of thorough training, was also seen by Lu Yang; frankly, this sense of achievement cannot be compared to any individual accomplishment.

Being able to field a force that could rival the Night Tiger's elite, and even cooperate in battle to gain an advantage, made Lu Yang, as an instructor, especially proud.

Leave that matter to them; as a commander, one must not only learn to lead and train troops, but also give subordinates a chance to perform and show themselves.

Bang bang bang!

A string of short bursts was fired at Lu Yang's hiding place.

Those two Red Side soldiers seemed to have locked onto him, like a stubborn plaster—no matter what, they couldn't be shaken off.

The reason they were so fixated on Lu Yang also had a cause.

Earlier, during a midnight inspection by the Military Police, one of them had failed to take off while in bed, and the other had crashed accidentally in the toilet.

This incident not only ruined their reputation, making them unable to hold their heads up in the unit; the psychological trauma it caused was indelible.

So, upon learning that Lu Yang was the mastermind behind this incident, they came to the battlefield with a vengeful mindset.

They were determined to use Lu Yang's 'head' to wipe away that shame!

But they didn't know that Lu Yang had the reputation of being the strict father of an 'ace pilot'.

Starting with Zhang Jiaheng, whether it was a failed takeoff or a successful one—anything related to flight, Lu Yang had at least nine ways to deal with it.

The two 'pilots' cornered Lu Yang behind a dirt slope, exchanged a glance, and split to go around left and right.

But when they reached behind the cover, they were surprised to find that Lu Yang had vanished.

"Where did he go?"

"He must be nearby!"

Just as the two were searching, something suddenly tripped them underfoot.

The next second, the two grenades buried in the earth exploded instantly.

The two hurriedly flung themselves to one side, only to find it was actually a restraint.

The two had no choice but to roll into a ball, their bodies wrapped in white smoke representing death; the scene was beautiful yet carried a hint of philosophy.

"Brother, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, but you seem hurt—your forehead is bleeding."

"It's just a scrape, but it looks like we've been killed?"

"Does it hurt?"

"It's okay, just feels like something is poking me......"

After Lu Yang dealt with the two, he happened to hear that conversation, and goosebumps fell all over the ground.

Earlier I forgot to check—does this place have some sort of saying? Is it called 'Broken Something Mountain'?

Lu Yang shook his head vigorously, throwing the messy thoughts out of his mind, and directly joined the nearby battle.

Lu Yang's marksmanship now may not be 'hit a willow leaf at a hundred paces,' but it's nearly always on target; with his assault rifle firing precisely, anyone who dared to show their head head‑on basically ended up dead.

The Red Side had just suffered a mortar strike, and on top of that, their ambush had failed, so they couldn't retreat according to the original plan.

In the hasty response, there were still flaws; they quickly lost half their forces, and their combat power gradually fell to a disadvantage.

"Everyone retreat, withdraw in dispersal!"

Huang Honghui had already withdrawn to a relatively safe spot, where a troop transport vehicle and a Jeep were concealed.

It was obvious that this group had infiltrated through those two vehicles, slipping through a gap in the Blue Army's outer perimeter defenses.

Seeing that they were outmatched, the Red Side also stopped clinging to the fight, and began to withdraw toward the vehicles under covering fire from their comrades.

Huang Honghui emptied his ammunition, finally repelled a Blue Army pursuit, and also got into the jeep.

What was unexpected is that as soon as the vehicle started, a figure darted out from the rear.

"Don't think you can run!"

Kang Changyi flung his gun behind him and chased after the vehicle.

His speed kept increasing, pouring all the years of Iron Foot's training into his legs.

Seeing the vehicle accelerate, he gritted his teeth, unleashed his full potential, and leapt to try to grab the door.

He wanted to emulate Lu Yang's past car chase, clinging to the door handle, fighting the enemy, subduing them, and earning a merit for the Blue Army.

But his speed lagged and distance miscalculated; after a flying tackle he ended up flat on the grass, inhaling exhaust, his ribs aching as if about to crack.

"What was that just now, flashing behind us?"

Inside the vehicle, Huang Honghui looked back and saw only patches of weeds, nothing else.

The soldier driving had been watching the left‑side comrades' withdrawal and hadn't noticed the right side.

"It was probably a bird, right?"

"What bird would crash into a vehicle?"

"A dumb bird."

Huang Honghui sped away in the jeep, and another troop carrier, carrying the remaining twenty‑something wounded soldiers, withdrew quickly.

Lacking transport and after the soldiers had already forced a march of dozens of kilometers, their stamina was severely depleted, leaving no extra energy for pursuit.

Moreover, Lu Yang, Gao Feng and others ordered that the defeated foe not be chased, to avoid provoking reinforcements or armed helicopters that could easily counterattack, making it not worth the risk.

"Take inventory of our casualties!"

Lu Yang ordered the unfallen to gather at He Zhen Tao's location, where he would tally them.

Ma Qing'an voluntarily took on the task of cleaning the battlefield and scavenging.

They had a cache of weapons and gear that had been destroyed, now they could replenish using the enemy's leftovers.

This is typical: lacking guns and artillery, the enemy supplies us; historically, the wasteful lose, while the frugal prevail.

Lu Yang gave a thumbs‑up to the assembled members of the Raptor Team: "Being able to suppress the Night Tiger Elite is truly a great improvement."

"Especially, singled out Chen Panpan for leading the work; the task distribution was done very well."

"Hehe, it's all thanks to Brother Lu Yang's teaching."

Chen Panpan shyly scratched their head, having even learned humility.

But in reality, through daily training and Lu Yang's influence, they have increasingly shown the qualities of a squad leader.

Lu Yang: "Then Ding Tengfei, the sniping position was well chosen, and his aim is more accurate than before; overall, everyone performed well and made great progress—that's the difference between those who have seen battle and those who haven't."

"However, don't become arrogant over a small victory; there are many more battles ahead."

"Yes."

Everyone forced a grin, but with the accidental casualties the mood was somewhat down.

Liu Ziqiang first accidentally killed his good brother Sun Chen, then was blown up by a hand grenade that came from who knows where.

The battlefield is like that; in chaos a stray bullet can take a life, so one must stay constantly vigilant.

Lu Yang felt someone was missing from the team: "Where's Kang Changyi? Was he eliminated?"