Chapter 10, Night Raid

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"Ah, I really like them, I like them so much..." Mo Changge raised her voice slightly, smiling thoughtfully, "How can I possess them... The allure, perhaps I can entice one, the little girl probably won't forget me, but what about the other four? Let Qingyao have them? No, no, then I can only have one while that wretched woman can have four! They are mine, not a single one shall be given away! But... poison? No, no, then I can only have one while that wretched woman can have four! They are mine, not a single one shall be given away! But... poison? No... look at how recklessly they are acting?"

Zhang Yaozong frowned slightly, seemingly disliking the intoxicating and alluring scent that was almost overwhelming, yet feeling rather helpless, he could only force a smile and say, "I can only find out this much."

The sound seemed quite chaotic, and the five people in the room all hoped that it would scare them into retreating

Do you know their origins

What? Zhang Yaozong did not know whether he had not heard clearly or was afraid to hear clearly

Occasionally, those who rush in with a stroke of luck are immediately brought down by the combined efforts of the bobcat and the rat

Are you sure? Mo Changge leisurely leaned against the soft couch, holding an incense burner in hand, as a strange fragrance filled the room

Do you know their purpose

The small willingly accepts the punishment

A fierce battle is inevitable. The bobcat, driven by curiosity, stealthily approached the window and raised its foot to block the vent with the sole of its paw and a book.

With a bang! The person outside kicked open the door, and the rats and bobcats, who had long been lying in ambush on either side of the door, immediately sprang into action, swiftly taking down two with precise hand strikes. Then, from the innermost part of the house, the falcon silently activated the energy machine gun. To avoid any collateral damage, he specifically removed the energy magazine from the gun. Now, what was being unleashed upon the intruder at the door was a barrage of air bullets that increased in impact the closer they got, yet could not cause any harm.

... ... unknown

The lynx said no more. Even though she is the oldest among those training in free fighting, she has no fondness for this kind of "barbaric" and "cold weapon" style. Women always have a slight disadvantage in strength compared to men, but even so, her skills and fierce determination are undeniable. Therefore, a few black-clad individuals, despicable and lowly, attempted to deal with her first, but they could not gain any advantage in a short time.

Mo Changge raised his eyes and saw that the five people had become somewhat impatient after fighting for a while. They began to change their formation, with two of them, under the cover of the other three, shouldering their luggage. Meanwhile, the three in front suddenly drew out three daggers.

Mo Changge squinted his eyes, using the light of the lantern to observe five individuals through the open window, fighting like desperate rogues, yet maintaining an edge despite their chaotic methods. A mysterious smile appeared at the corner of his mouth: "I really like this."

As a sniper, the Falcon naturally finds interest in his role; however, being a man, he also has a fondness for fierce hand-to-hand combat. Although he must often display a fearless demeanor during practice, the opponents he faces are not true enemies, which makes a significant difference. When it comes to missions, it goes without saying that he has always been the one controlling the situation from a thousand meters away, with only the bullets in his hand capable of harming the enemy

Which sect's technique is this? I have never seen it before! Zhang Yaozong, while astonished, did not forget to remain humble, feeling both ashamed and stealing glances at his oblivious superior.

In special warfare, apart from the Falcon and the Lynx, the other three men prefer hand-to-hand combat the most. In the words of the Buddha, this is the most MANLY aspect of war

In the late night, at the Manfu Inn, in a six-person room of a certain unit, four people are lying down asleep, while the Buddha is sitting up, keeping watch.

What does the left envoy intend to do

A harsh coughing sound came from the other end of the tube, and one person whispered, "Oh no! We've been discovered!"

Mo Changge here does not hide his perverse thoughts, while Zhang Yaozong is sweating profusely: "Left, Left Envoy... If you keep thinking this way, you won't get a single one!"

A strange sound emerged from mhetushu.com, as if the Buddha had opened His eyes, witnessing the thin layer of window paper being punctured, through which a small tube was inserted, and a bamboo tube gradually exhaled white smoke.

After only a short while, this already cramped space felt as if it had been ravaged by a typhoon. The low-skilled black-clad henchmen, despite having a head full of martial arts techniques, gradually found themselves lacking in strength. In contrast, for the special forces soldiers who often train over dozens of kilometers, they were merely beginning to warm up.

Now, they are at the Manfu Inn in Yingjin Town, seventeen li west of Jinling. Please go and invite them over

Damn! The five could not help but curse, quickly adjusting their goggles to the starlight night vision mode. Although there was no starlight, there was at least some basic night vision effect. They disengaged the safety on their firearms, tightened their fist wraps, and drew their combat knives!

... ... unknown

Combat readiness

Seeing that their lives were no longer in danger, the others also abandoned the idea of using real bullets. After all, it was better for fewer people to witness that. The daggers were also sheathed, and the five individuals, including the lynx, shouted in unison and charged forward, colliding with the black-clad intruders as they rushed into the room, beginning a fierce hand-to-hand combat.

Do you know their martial arts techniques

Ah, I actually got deceived... Mo Changge stroked his chin, squinting his eyes.

The free fighting of special forces emphasizes responding to attacks as they come, focusing on reaction ability, evasion, speed, vision, analytical skills, strength, and adaptability. The techniques employed lack any systematic approach, yet what truly matters is a reckless, fearless momentum akin to that of a desperate outlaw. This aspect is not apparent in long-range attacks, but during hand-to-hand combat, such momentum proves to be an effective tactic. Although the black-clad individuals display a more organized technique, facing five individuals who seem to disregard their own lives only leads to increasing panic and uncertainty. Even when aware that the opponent is inferior in close combat, one cannot help but feel cold sweat trickling down their back.

Outside, about ten people were not fighting, leisurely watching the performance. Leading them was a handsome and somewhat wicked-looking man, accompanied by a middle-aged man with a mouse-like mustache who was bowing and scraping. The rest stood around in a protective manner, forming a circle; it was indeed Mo Changge and Zhang Yaozong's group.

... ... I do not know. Zhang Yaozong was drenched in sweat

The chaotic sounds of fighting had long awakened those nearby; some fled, while the bolder ones stood by to watch, surprisingly not thinking to report to the authorities. Even the shopkeeper and the staff cowered in a corner, trembling at the thought of the damage to the tables and chairs.

What saddens me even more is that in this world, there exists a peerless master who kills and takes lives two miles away, and our Qiansha Sect is completely unaware of it. Mo Changge gently closed her eyes, her fingers lightly tapping on the incense burner, showing no signs of sadness.

The Left Envoy ... ...

The Buddha, with his plump palms, rubbed and stirred a bit, then poked the nearest rat with the butt of his gun. The rat almost woke up in an instant, immediately rousing the others.

In an instant, the black-clad figures rushing in from the entrance were struck by an invisible "hidden weapon," causing them excruciating pain as they retreated step by step

What did you find? It is information that even someone selling sesame cakes can access. Those five names are clearly pseudonyms; they are obviously not siblings, and they are evidently not children of farmers from the Quanzhou area... Deputy Zhang, did marrying a fourth concubine lead to a decline in your abilities?" Mo Changge's voice, influenced by the fragrance, was somewhat distant and ethereal, yet it still made Zhang Yaozong unable to suppress a shiver... Deputy Zhang, did marrying a fourth concubine lead to a decline in your abilities?" Mo Changge's voice, influenced by the fragrance, was somewhat distant and ethereal, yet it still made Zhang Yaozong unable to suppress a shiver

Seeing that they could not break through the door, some individuals smashed the window and rushed in. The Buddha and the bear paw had long been waiting there. After all, air bullets could not inflict serious harm; those with thicker skin could endure it without any issues. After shooting a few times, the bear paw and the Buddha realized that their efforts were not yielding significant results, and the intruders did not bring any heavy weapons. They were actually using a human wave tactic to charge in barehanded! Their intention was clearly to capture live targets!

Outside, someone said: "... ... What’s so impressive about hidden weapons? Just charge in and engage in hand-to-hand combat! Are we afraid of them? Let’s fight to the end!"