Chapter 1: Camp Under Attack

Finally, Wang Huaimin cast a meaningful glance at Song Yuanhang, a look that pierced Song Yuanhang like a thorn embedded in his flesh. He indeed felt he had failed in his duties, yet there was not a trace of emotion visible on the camouflaged face of Song Yuanhang, smeared with disguise oil.

The dense tropical jungle seems to harbor infinite dangers The scorching sun of Central Africa appears to evaporate every drop of water

The two temporary strongpoints at the entrance were completely hit, and the neatly stacked sandbags were shattered into pieces. Song Yuanhang was aware that there were usually more than two guards on duty there. Medical personnel wearing white helmets rushed towards the sentry post at the first opportunity

Sigh! After Song Yuanhang handed his sniper rifle to a teammate beside him, he violently threw the teammate's weapon to the ground. The teammate, whose weapon had been thrown, glared at Song Yuanhang in anger and shouted, "Why don't you throw your own?"

Since the Chinese peacekeeping forces were deployed to the Congo on the date designated by the United Nations, they have been tirelessly fulfilling their duties. One by one, the destroyed bridges and damaged roads have been swiftly repaired by the diligent Chinese engineers

Damn, someone must have entered the forest!" Song Yuanhang cursed under his breath, shifting all his attention to the rattlesnake king, as if they were two knights about to clash, facing each other with sharp intensity

"What do you want? This is the military; do you understand you are a soldier?" With a face ashen, Wang Huaimin grabbed Song Yuanhang forcefully.

At the moment when Song Yuanhang was adjusting the frequency, a series of dense and muffled sounds came from the forest. Looking up at the sky, Song Yuanhang quickly grabbed his binoculars and turned to look down the mountain, where the Chinese engineering troops' peacekeeping camp was located. Not far from there, in a nearby valley, was stationed the Blood Bat Squadron, which belonged to the 16th Airborne Squadron of the U.S. Central Special Operations Command.

As still as a statue, he struck like lightning! At the very moment the rattlesnake king launched a tentative attack, the individual shovel in Song Yuanhang's hand drew a flash of light.

Wang Huaimin glanced at the tire tracks down the hillside, calculating in his mind that it would take approximately 5 hours to drive from here to the area controlled by the anti-government forces. The fact that the anti-government forces were able to reach this place smoothly indicated that they had already established communication channels. Without air support, it would be impossible for just his small team to penetrate deep into enemy-controlled territory to seek out the enemy, especially considering that it was not just a few individuals, but several hundred.

Song Yuanhang, you return to the camp. In response to Wang Huaimin's order, Song Yuanhang took a deep breath and said: "No! I want to stay. No one can easily leave after having their hands stained with the blood of Chinese soldiers, absolutely not! They must pay the price!"

Song Yuanhang lowered his head and glanced at his angry teammate, stating frankly: "I can't bear to part with it! That is my second life!"

The dense smoke and dust raised by the explosions obscured Song Yuanhang's vision, and casualties had become inevitable. With his eyes already bloodshot, Song Yuanhang tightly gripped the sniper rifle in his hands, a profound sense of guilt causing him deep, heart-wrenching pain.

Suddenly, a troubling thought emerged in Song Yuanhang's mind! Could it be a surprise attack

The most heartbreaking event is the sacrifice of Second Lieutenant Hu Na, a trainee military doctor. Her round, doll-like face seems to vividly appear before everyone. The girl, referred to as the "Angel of the Chinese Battalion" by Brigadier Hillman, the Deputy Commander of the United Nations Peacekeeping Force, has actually sacrificed her life? At the age of twenty-two, just one day away from her birthday.

Song Yuanhang, who had just thought of resisting, was momentarily stunned. If he returned to his country, everything would be over, and he would forever lose the opportunity to avenge Hu Na.

It is best to offset by 30 degrees, so that it lands on the heads of the Americans. Song Yuanhang calculated the flight time of the mortar shells while cursing the Americans who usually act with impunity.

In the face of a group of battle-hardened outlaws who have engaged in civil war for over a decade, and at a delicate juncture where both international and domestic public opinion remains unclear, Commander Wang Huaimin made his cautious decision

It seems that the enemy retreated in great haste. Such precise artillery fire in the first round must indicate that someone is providing target location guidance, and they are also able to detect our movements

This is Catherine Weiss from BBC reporting live! Just three minutes ago, the Chinese peacekeeping camp was shelled by Congolese anti-government forces, resulting in significant casualties. Meanwhile, the other camp a few hundred meters away remains unharmed, indicating that this was clearly an operation targeting the Chinese peacekeeping troops. A Chinese armed unit has just crossed over the nearby mountain, presumably to pursue the anti-government forces. We will closely monitor the developments of this situation.

Through the gaps in the vegetation, a pair of vigilant eyes surveys the surroundings back and forth

After passing through a dense forest, on a small hillside covered with thorns, several bases of M120 mortars are irregularly scattered. The warm soil is still emitting a faint smoke, indicating that the enemy retreated only a few minutes ago. Everywhere in the thicket are discarded primers, oil paper, and medical packs, along with dozens of unopened shells. Although the white USA insignia on the boxes has been deliberately obscured, it remains clearly visible. Everywhere in the thicket are discarded primers, oil paper, and medical packs, along with dozens of unopened shells. Although the white USA insignia on the boxes has been deliberately obscured, it remains clearly visible.

Song Yuanhang, having turned on the communicator, adjusted the throat microphone. However, he hesitated, believing that it was not yet the right time to report. If he could seize the opportunity to take out a few enemies as they approached the camp, he would be in a favorable position. After the operation, it would be time for him, who had served as a captain for three years, to be promoted to major. The major insignia on the new uniform would surely please her. As Song Yuanhang entertained these thoughts, time slipped away second by second in the waiting.

With bloodshot eyes, Song Yuanhang gasped for breath as if suffocating, gripping the utility pouch of his tactical vest tightly. Inside lay a secret unknown to all, a secret that was originally set to be revealed tomorrow. However, today, this secret unexpectedly became an everlasting pain in Song Yuanhang's heart

After a moment of hesitation, Wang Huaimin said with a stern expression: "I will take full responsibility for this mission. Now, apart from the personnel on guard, the rest are to return to the base to participate in the rescue operations"

The effectiveness of low-quality satellite antennas is limited, yet the snowy image on the television left everyone present utterly astonished

Faced with the impassioned team members, Wang Huaimin sensed the smell of danger

A loud slap struck Song Yuanhang, causing him to stagger back abruptly. Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, Song Yuanhang looked at the furious Wang Huaimin with a provocative gaze

It has already been reported domestically, awaiting orders from superiors! How can the infantry protecting the artillery of an anti-government militia be fewer than two companies? Wang Huaimin's undeniable tone silenced everyone.

Song Yuanhang's words shocked everyone, garnering almost unanimous support from the team members, all of whom came from the same unit with a glorious tradition. Their predecessors had bravely climbed snow-capped mountains and traversed grasslands, courageously fought against the Japanese invaders, and engaged in a life-and-death struggle with steel on the Korean battlefield, earning the strongest land-based honor with their blood. Decades later, as descendants of these predecessors, Chinese soldiers should be fearless!

Just as Song Yuanhang was about to crawl into the pre-dug shelter, his body suddenly froze

Approximately a few minutes after the shelling ceased, a report was received from the camp indicating seven dead and nine seriously injured, with more than half of the personnel sustaining minor injuries

Damn the tropical rainforest, damn the weather, damn the mosquitoes! Everything here deserves to be cursed

"Why come to Africa? To be a babysitter for a group of engineers? This is absolutely not the kind of work a special forces soldier should be doing!" Song Yuanhang silently vented his inner dissatisfaction while slowly crawling toward the next designated position.

Boom, boom! The towering columns of smoke nearly caused Song Yuanhang to drop the telescope to the ground

However, the long-awaited battle never occurred, especially after Song Yuanhang learned that the regiment was preparing to send personnel to an Israeli sniper school for further training, his heart felt as if it were being clawed by a cat.

Suddenly, all the birds resting in the jungle at noon were startled

Suddenly, Song Yuanhang discovered a satellite television receiving antenna that had fallen to the ground. A black-and-white television set lay toppled beside it. After checking for any suspicious devices, Song Yuanhang propped up the antenna and turned on the television.

In August, the Congo is in the dry season, and the government forces are seizing this rare opportunity to launch a series of increasingly fierce offensives. While some rejoice, others are filled with concern. The anti-government armed groups attribute all their failures to the highly efficient Chinese peacekeeping forces, threatening to launch attacks to eliminate the Chinese.

Damn television station! Song Yuanhang kicked the screen of the television, shattering it.

Two days ago, after observing Qi Mingyuan being accidentally bitten by a venomous snake, Song Yuanhang completely transformed into a lone wolf. All the tasks that were supposed to be shared by the two of them now fell solely on him. In the sweltering rainforest, he had to independently carry out the tedious and monotonous work of recording and organizing observation data, and naturally, his mood was far from good

Under the coordinates of the crosshairs of the telescope, the laser ranging system continuously updates the distance to the target. The jungle remains eerily silent; the greater the silence, the more it indicates a problem. The startled birds circling in the air, refusing to settle, already signal an issue. A sizable team has evidently infiltrated, and it is clear that the adversary is also waiting

Due to the continuous verbal warnings from the anti-government armed groups, Song Yuanhang, as the only professional sniper in charge of security for the combat team, naturally took on the task of lurking and guarding the perimeter of the camp

A suffocating feeling weighed down on Song Yuanhang, making it hard for him to breathe, and in a fit of frustration, he wanted to tear everything apart. His trembling hands gripped the forend of the sniper rifle, causing it to creak loudly. After a difficult and lengthy five-minute wait, the camp finally issued an order, instructing the combat team to resolutely retaliate.

"Damn fools, this is just the first round of firepower testing, a bunch of bastards!" Song Yuanhang wished he could immediately fly to the camp to stop the medical personnel and prevent their rescue efforts! Sure enough, a new round of firing sounds echoed through the forest again

Faced with the fact that merely half a gram of venom could take down an elephant, the neural response of a human is 2.5 times that of a super reaper. Even the seasoned Song Yuanhang did not dare to act rashly. His hand, which originally held the tactical knife, slowly relaxed and instead grasped the individual shovel behind him. In Song Yuanhang's view, the extremely sharp individual shovel was undoubtedly more effective than the knife, which was only 20 centimeters long.

What should we do, Captain? Everyone turned their gaze towards Wang Huaimin

The decapitated rattlesnake king did not allow Song Yuanhang to let his guard down; he was well aware of the formidable vitality possessed by such cold-blooded creatures. After using a single soldier's shovel to extract the snake's corpse from the cover, he eagerly entered the shelter.

The rattlesnake king also realized that this was a formidable opponent, constantly moving its position while emitting sounds and occasionally making probing attacks

Hiss, hiss! A black rattlesnake, as thick as a wrist and adorned with golden patterns, has evidently taken this place as its cool new home, while Song Yuanhang, the owner, has instead become the intruder

After the fifth round of shelling concluded, all personnel from the combat unit gathered around Song Yuanhang. Upon understanding the situation, the order for standby issued by the squad leader, Wang Huaimin, caused an uproar among the team members

"Come here, disarm Song Yuanhang and take him back to the camp for confinement. He can come to find me whenever he realizes his mistake! Otherwise, let him return to his country tonight!" Wang Huaimin's commanding order was swiftly executed.

Is this bullying us? What are we waiting for to fight back? This at least counts as self-defense! The quiet protests of the team members are of no avail

Realizing his own loss of composure, Wang Huaimin understood that he was no longer suitable to persuade Song Yuanhang at this moment. However, everything must prioritize the greater good, even if it meant enduring personal humiliation. With this thought, Wang Huaimin exhaled deeply, his face darkened as he pointed at Song Yuanhang and said: "Very well! As a soldier, having the determination to sacrifice at any moment is commendable, but you are a bastard! Are you the only one unafraid of death? Are you the only one brave? Ask yourself, which of our comrades who sacrificed on the mountain is not one of us? Our brothers? A soldier who disobeys orders does not deserve to be called a soldier. As soldiers, what we contribute to our country and military goes far beyond mere life."

In this context, Song Yuanhang employed somewhat unconventional means to secure a position for peacekeeping in Congo from the team leader

More than 20 high-explosive shells of 120 millimeters struck the Chinese peacekeeping camp! The smoke has yet to dissipate, and a mournful alarm sounded throughout the camp

Song Yuanhang's sky has collapsed, and anger has instantly drowned the last line of reason!

Moments later, Song Yuanhang, clad in a camouflage suit, began to cautiously move his body. From a distance, he resembled a pile of lifeless dry grass, and the disguised Type 85 sniper rifle seemed somewhat oversized for him as he crawled.

Song Yuanhang suddenly exerted force, pushing Wang Huaimin away. He lifted the sniper rifle in his hand and said: "What do you think I am going to do? You coward! What are you afraid of? Afraid of losing your position or your military rank? I am not afraid of dying!"

You... are you going to throw me down? Remember this, you little brat!" A teammate suddenly pushed Song Yuanhang, taking the opportunity to stuff a multifunctional tactical knife into his pocket