Chapter 1: Dead by Daylight

After a thorough search, no trace of Sang Kun's body was found. However, an entrance to a secret passage was discovered beneath the bed in Sang Kun's bedroom

The surviving drug dealer, naked and armed, rushed out of the barracks, firing wildly in all directions, only to be overwhelmed and shattered by the hail of bullets moments later

"Mr. Sangkun, I do not wish to engage with the Chinese, let alone encounter their special forces; that would be a nightmare. Our mission is to ensure your safety, not to engage in combat with them, so I will do my utmost to avoid contact with them." The European forcefully pulled at Sangkun, trying to lift him off the ground.

I don't want to die, damn this group of... Chinese old folks; but I really... can't go on anymore, I can't take another step, just let me rest for 5 minutes, just 5 minutes... Sang Kun collapsed on the ground like a pile of mud; I really don't know if he thought about his own lineage while cursing at others

Looking at the tons of heroin, Xiao Nan pondered for a moment and said into the throat microphone: "Have the biochemical team come over to handle this."

Damn it, the European thought to himself: "That was really fast."

Although he had not engaged in combat with the Chinese, Neil, drawing on his years of experience serving in special forces, was able to identify the distinctive sound of the Type 95 rifle amidst the crackling gunfire. During his time in the Special Air Service, he had encountered nearly all types of light weapons in the world, and he had handled the Type 95 rifle on more than one occasion, making him quite familiar with this new small-caliber rifle

Despair, anger, and fear filled the nerves of the drug traffickers. "No..." Not far away, a drug trafficker was shot to pieces. Witnessing this horrifying scene, one drug trafficker could not bear the shock and let out a loud scream as he turned and leaped out of cover, rolling and crawling towards the jungle in a desperate escape. "Bang..." A gunshot rang out, and the drug trafficker was shot through the heart, collapsing to the ground with a face full of terror and unease. Lin Xiao calmly adjusted the muzzle of the Type 88 sniper rifle, searching for the next target.

At the request of neighboring governments, in order to combat the increasingly rampant drug trafficking activities in the border areas of China, cut off the sources of foreign drugs, and eradicate this "cancer," the Chinese government made a decisive decision after careful consideration... secretly mobilizing one of China's most formidable special forces to formulate this military operation codenamed "Snake Hunt"

In the depths of the jungle, an armed squad of eight is advancing rapidly, with Sang Kun at the center of the group, closely followed by his bodyguard. These individuals are dressed in jungle camouflage and wearing berets. A scout in front is leading the way with an M4 carbine, while three individuals in the middle take turns supporting Sang Kun, and the remaining two bring up the rear. Their movements clearly indicate that this is a group of seasoned jungle combat veterans

The cheerful music of the 95-style assault rifle played by Xiao Nan sent the gunman from Tower No. 2 to the afterlife

Sang Kun's bodyguard, Chachai, a robust individual of Asian descent, stood behind Sang Kun, armed with a rifle, silently observing everything. This man is a champion boxer from Thailand, known for his fierce strikes and exceptional close-combat skills. He fled Thailand after causing a death during a brawl. Sang Kun spent a considerable amount of money to bring him on board, and in the jungle, he honed his marksmanship to perfection. For many years, he has been Sang Kun's loyal bodyguard, unwavering in his loyalty.

With two short bursts, the two sentinels at the entrance, who had just regained consciousness, were instantly taken by surprise, meeting their demise in a state of confusion. The bodies that fell to the ground twitched in a manner that suggested their unwillingness and helplessness.

Action. Xiao Nan issued the order for a full-scale attack

After 20 minutes, the battle was nearing its end, with most of the enemies annihilated. The gunfire began to dwindle, and the remaining drug traffickers made their last stand behind the remnants of broken bricks and tiles. The camp was in ruins, with barracks collapsed and bodies strewn across the ground. The factory and ammunition depot had been blown into two large craters, from which smoke was slowly rising.

Seeing this situation, the team members helplessly dispersed, occupied advantageous positions, and began to stand guard

The Europeans quickly tackled him to the ground, effortlessly pinning Sang Kun down in a patch of low bushes, while the team member in front signaled to him in sign language, "One o'clock direction"

Charge! At the command of Xiao Nan, taking advantage of the billowing smoke, he led four team members to rush into the bamboo building

As the captain of the Tiger Mercenary Team and a retired lieutenant of the British Army's Special Air Service, Neil Xun is a genuine special forces soldier. He served in the British Army's Special Air Service for 5 years and participated in dozens of secret military operations, growing into a special forces operative through real combat experience. After retiring, unable to adapt to a mundane life and seeking the feeling of picking up a gun again, Neil Xun joined the Tiger Mercenary Corps. With his proficient military skills and seasoned combat experience, he quickly rose to become a key figure within the mercenary group. This time, after evading several joint crackdown operations in Myanmar and Thailand, Sang Kun, for his own safety, spent a fortune to hire Neil Xun from the Tiger Mercenary Corps to lead a small team into the Golden Triangle to ensure his security, entrusting Neil with the training and management of his soldiers. Neil Xun and his subordinates resided next to Sang Kun's bedroom, but they could never have anticipated that China would take action.

Xiao Nan lay hidden in the grass 100 meters in front of the camp gate, like a leopard on the hunt, completely still. The morning dew had long since soaked his jungle camouflage. Droplets of dew gently slid down the 95-style assault rifle he held in his hand as he peered through the scope at the drowsy sentry on the tower

Sang Kun's office—a two-story bamboo building at the back of the camp had a corner blown off, with the possibility of collapse at any moment... The soldiers took turns providing cover and slowly approached. Da Lin took out a grenade, pulled the pin, and threw it through the shattered window. With a loud "boom—", a huge hole was blown in the bamboo wall, and the bamboo building emitted a series of creaks and groans, swaying precariously. They slowly moved closer, and Da Lin took out a grenade, pulled the pin, and threw it through the shattered window. With a loud "boom—", a huge hole was blown in the bamboo wall, and the bamboo building emitted a series of creaks and groans, swaying precariously.

A loud bang shattered the tranquility of dawn, as Lin Xiao fired the first shot. The machine gunner on Tower 1 was instantly shot in the head, his body slumping over. The corpse, with half of its head missing, convulsed weakly a few times, unwilling to accept its fate as it descended into hell

The team members spread out, alternating their cover, and searched the camp. After dealing with several drug dealers pretending to be dead, the team discovered a large quantity of finished heroin in the collapsed warehouse, white and resembling bags of lime, neatly stacked.

In the depths of the dense forest, a concealed camp emerges faintly through the mist on a patch of land that has been artificially cleared. A sentry on the tower dozes off while holding a machine gun, and the soldier on guard at the entrance also appears listless and devoid of energy

This is the stronghold of the most powerful drug lord in the Golden Triangle region, known by the nickname "Cobra," Sang Kun. Camp No. 1 is also his largest drug manufacturing facility, from which tens of thousands of high-purity drugs flow to various parts of the world each year. As a result, Sang Kun has amassed countless ill-gotten gains, accumulating immense wealth by destroying lives through drugs

At the moment Neil was awakened from his dream by the sound of gunfire, he knew that the true nightmare had begun

Neil Xun once participated in the "Aierna Assault" International Special Reconnaissance Competition. He knew that this group of Chinese devils was not to be trifled with. The innovative wartime exercises conducted by the Chinese special forces left him, a special forces soldier forged in real combat, in awe. They did not expect the combat capability of the Chinese special forces during peacetime to be so formidable. After the confrontation, the British Army's Special Air Service reached a conclusion: in the event of a conflict between China and the UK on future battlefields, the Special Air Service should avoid direct engagement with Chinese special forces as the odds of victory are slim. The innovative wartime exercises conducted by the Chinese special forces left him, a special forces soldier forged in real combat, in awe. They did not expect the combat capability of the Chinese special forces during peacetime to be so formidable. After the confrontation, the British Army's Special Air Service reached a conclusion: in the event of a conflict between China and the UK on future battlefields, the Special Air Service should avoid direct engagement with Chinese special forces as the odds of victory are slim

A drug dealer, clutching an AK47 assault rifle, struggles beneath the rubble of a collapsed building, his desperate cries drowned out by the crackling gunfire, and in an instant, he is engulfed by the flames

After several reconnaissance missions, the defensive situation of the entire camp had been largely assessed. As each team took their positions, Xiao Nan quietly calculated the time and issued commands: "Lin Xiao, you are responsible for the machine gunner on Tower 1; Da Lin, you will handle the sentry at the main gate; Yu Bin, Man Niu, and Ai Hu will be in charge of the hidden sentries 1, 2, and 3 respectively; I will deal with Tower 2..." As the orders were given one by one, the entire offensive gradually took shape.

In an instant, gunfire erupted as each squad opened fire in succession, bullets raining down on the entire camp like raindrops, mercilessly reaping the unawakened lives of the drug dealers. The deafening sound of the ammunition depot explosion shook the soul, and the earth began to tremble

"Snipers on alert, others charge..." Xiao Nan observed that the enemies had been mostly eliminated and issued the order to charge...

The sky has brightened, and the sun is gradually revealing its long-lost smile. The mist in the dark jungle begins to slowly dissipate, the dew hangs low, and the muggy, humid air rushes towards me

Sang Kun is acutely aware that the global anti-drug organizations harbor a deep-seated hatred for him, with the bounty set by various governments exceeding ten million. In order to protect himself, he has established a private army of approximately one thousand personnel and has hired instructors from abroad. Due to his substantial financial resources, his weaponry is naturally top-notch, ranging from AK-47 assault rifles to RPG-7 portable rocket launchers, and he possesses a wide array of weapons. He even acquired two M48 tanks from an unknown source. Although these tanks are considered outdated, their lethality cannot be underestimated, as they still possess formidable destructive power. With such formidable strength, Sang Kun has become increasingly arrogant, openly maneuvering against the armies of Myanmar and Thailand. Several large-scale joint operations by the two governments have ended in failure. In utter desperation, to eliminate this persistent threat, the two governments have sought assistance from the most effective anti-drug country in the world—China.

Brothers, no matter where Sang Kun runs, we must see him alive or see his corpse. Pursue... Organize the team well, and Xiao Nan will be the first to jump into the secret passage...

"Damn it!" the bull muttered to himself, reaching under his steel helmet to scratch his bald head, looking at Xiao Nan with a questioning gaze

Damn it, how ruthless! They actually hoarded so much heroin, it's almost like a flour mill warehouse! The searching bull, holding a gun, glanced at the warehouse and muttered, "Boss, how should we handle this?"

Sang Kun is of mixed Chinese and Burmese descent, with his father being a major in the Chinese Expeditionary Force who fought in Myanmar during the Anti-Japanese War. After the Liberation War, this group of suffering soldiers lost their home, and in a situation where returning home was difficult and finding a country was impossible, his father married a local woman in Myanmar, remaining in the Golden Triangle region, engaging in guerrilla warfare and evading encirclement. Later, part of this group, with funding from Taiwan, established the so-called National Salvation Army, continuing their desperate struggle; while another part, in search of a livelihood, ventured into the vast forests of the Golden Triangle, beginning to smuggle and traffic drugs, earning ill-gotten gains. Sang Kun's father was a key figure among these individuals, and from a young age, Sang Kun followed his father through the jungles, engaging in drug trafficking, becoming intimately familiar with the Golden Triangle region, known for his ruthless demeanor and sharp acumen.

Golden Triangle, deep in the jungle, at 4:40 AM, the quietest moment of the day, wisps of morning mist drift, the east is faintly brightening, yet the light in the jungle remains dim, the entire world is a deep green, everything is in slumber, remarkably quiet, the dewdrops on the tips of the leaves are crystal clear, this is the time when people are in the deepest sleep and those who stay up late feel the most fatigued

I... I can't run anymore!" Sang Kun sat down heavily on the ground, gasping for breath, almost sticking his tongue out.

Two M48 tanks were rendered useless and turned into scrap metal by rocket artillery

Swish... swish... Several individual rocket projectiles, trailing long tails, shot out from the high ground surrounding the encampment, whistling directly towards the ammunition depot and barracks within the camp. A violent explosion echoed through the sky, sending countless drug traffickers to hell in their sleep

As time passed, the gunfire became increasingly sparse, and eventually everything returned to tranquility, with only the crackling sounds of the flames burning in the camp remaining

"Blue Sword Team, ready," "Lightning Team, ready," "Wildcat, ready"... As time passed, each team gradually moved into their attack positions

After his father's death, he took over everything. Under his management, after more than a decade of development and the absorption of several larger drug trafficking organizations in the vicinity, he rapidly became the most powerful drug trafficking force in the Golden Triangle region, controlling eighty percent of the drug processing and distribution in this area

"I ran for... the entire morning, I can't go on like this." After more than an hour of frantic escape, Sang Kun was in a sorry state. It all happened so suddenly that he didn't even have time to put on his clothes when he fled; he was only wearing a tank top and shorts. The exposed skin on his body was scratched by the branches in the jungle, covered in blood. Although he was intimately familiar with this jungle, having navigated it for nearly 30 years, this distance was nothing to him. However, the most critical issue was that in his panic, Sang Kun had twisted his ankle, which was now swollen to a considerable size.

The morning mist had dissipated significantly, and Xiao Nan gently moved her slightly numb arm. The damp jungle camouflage clung to her body, wrinkled and uncomfortable beyond words

After a brief consultation with his superior, Xiao Nan decisively issued the task assignment: "The Mountain Eagle Team is to replenish ammunition and quickly converge towards me, while the other teams are to clear the battlefield"

At this moment, a guard hidden behind a tree suddenly raised his hand to signal that there was a situation behind.

The sentinels around the camp have long been eliminated by the soldiers who had infiltrated in the past

"Mr. Sangkun, the Chinese army will catch up with us soon. We must move forward. If we advance another 10 miles, we will reach Camp 2, where we will be absolutely safe. If you do not want to die, please do not stop moving," said a blonde, blue-eyed European, squatting down and looking helplessly at Sangkun, who was lying on the ground.