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Chapter 633: Chapter 537 Undoubtedly (Seeking Subscription!)_1

"Any injuries?" The captain whispered.

"No." "No."

The lean man and woman didn’t feel any discomfort.

The last guy, a mute jar, was about to speak when he felt a sting on his neck. He reached up to find something like a needle stuck in his neck. The moment he pulled it out and recognized what it was, a strong wave of drowsiness hit him.

"Captain, anesthesia..."

The mute jar couldn’t finish his sentence before everything went dark in front of him, he lost consciousness and fainted.

Hearing about anesthesia.

The others understood immediately: not only had they been exposed, but the enemy also intended to capture them alive. It seemed that their trip to Myanmar was fraught with danger.

An ordinary person might shout, "Who’s there? Come out!" But they weren’t acting in a TV show. On the thin line between life and death, they couldn’t afford to regret or waste words. They fired blindly back at the direction they came from. Their weapons had silencers fitted, and the muffled gunshots echoed in the forest.

’Da da da...’

"Whiz, whiz..."

"..."

Numerous branches were broken, tree trunks were shattered, and the chirping of creatures in the forest abruptly ceased. No one dared to show off.

Exposed, their first task was to consider an escape route. As for being captured, they never considered it. If Ling, the Myanmar warlord caught them, they were sure to be tortured and inevitably be killed. They’d been in this career long enough to have faced death several times before; they preferred to die while taking down a few enemies rather than being tortured.

"Da da..."

"Whiz, whiz..."

The three continued shooting.

A dozen seconds later.

However, after shooting for so long, there was no retaliatory attack or screams of pain from the other side. It was as if they’d been shooting blindly into thin air. Sweat trickled from their foreheads.

They didn’t believe in ghosts. The enemy had obviously been laying in wait for a long time, was thoroughly trained, and well-prepared.

Their attack.

Was completely ineffective.

"Stop, prepare to retreat."

The captain shouted to stop the shooting. With themselves exposed and the enemy concealed, their useless attack would have no gain and only waste ammunition. It was better to retreat back to Thailand while considering their long-term plan to assassinate Ling.

However.

Just as they stopped shooting.

No sooner had the captain finished speaking.

The female assassin felt a pain in her neck too. A thought crossed her mind.

"I’ve been hit by an anesthesia dart, too."

Immediately, she followed the mute jar’s lead. Before she could even grunt, she felt darkness enveloping her, her knees went soft, and she collapsed on the ground, the breath faint.

Seeing this.

It sank in for the remaining two that they couldn’t escape unscathed today. After thinking for a moment, the captain whispered to the lean man, "Never mind them for now, let’s scatter and retreat separately. We probably can’t use our original route. Find a place to hide, report to the organization, and then we’ll figure out how to rescue them."

"Yes."

Saying this, they proceeded in opposite directions, crouching low.

Even though they were part of the same squad, they were not siblings, and they hadn’t reached the point of desperate, life-risking rescues. Survival was their priority.

As they ran, they had some regrets about only bringing the faint light night vision gear and not the infrared thermal night vision goggles. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have been so passive, being assaulted blindly like this.

The enemy clearly had night vision equipment as well.

Two agile figures maneuvered swiftly through the forest.

"Huff. Huff...Huff..."

After running for a while, the captain sat down behind a large tree to catch his breath. He hadn’t noticed anything off the whole way, like the opponents were ghosts, this was the most frustrating situation he’d encountered in his career, completely ignorant of the enemies’ whereabouts.

He was supposed to be the hunter.

But this time, he was potentially the hunted.

He opened the communication channel.

"Be cautious and stay hidden, Nut. How are things on your end?" Nut was the lean man’s code name.

After nearly a dozen seconds, seeing no response, the captain felt a sinking feeling. Unwilling to give up hope, he tried again, "Hey, hey, answer if you hear this." But there was still no sound from the communication channel.

The captain knew.

Nut must have also been captured.

The captain showed a bitter smile, never imagining his career would capsize here. If someone was tailing Nut, then he definitely wasn’t alone. With this thought, he looked out vigilantly at his surroundings.

He heard the rustling of leaves again.

The captain quickly gathered his wits and shouted out, "Friend, why not come out for a talk? I’m with ’Venomous Python’." He held onto the last shred of hope, hoping this wasn’t Ling’s man. Perhaps by leveraging his organization, he could intimidate the enemy, negotiate terms, and still escape unscathed.

Unfortunately.

Still, no one answered him,

The woods were as quiet as ever, eerily silent.

The captain became anxious, refusing to be a sitting duck, he started shooting aimlessly around him.

"Da da da..."

After a dozen or so seconds.

The gunfire stopped.

The night in the Myanmar forest.

Still peaceful.

The dark woods, the atmosphere was eerily intimidating, through the night vision goggles, there was no movement in the green screen.

The captain kept aiming around. Just as he turned his head to the right.

"Ah..."

He let out a scream.

A face suddenly appeared in front of him, scaring him out of his senses. It should be known that everything in active light night vision is greenish, including human figures. Normally, it wouldn’t be a problem. But in human figures, eyes will reflect light, especially at close range.

Active means the night vision will actively emit light, image is formed by the reflected light, applicable in completely dark environment, like now with him constantly operating in active mode.

Think about it.

In the middle of the night.

A green face suddenly appears in front of you, with eyes reflecting light. Even with the captain’s strong mental endurance, he was frightened, screamed out, almost wetting his pants.

Just as he was about to swing his gun around.

He saw a karate chop quickly coming from the opposite side at a speed he could not dodge. The chop landed on his neck.

After the pain, the captain’s vision blacked out.

His only thought before fainting was: ’So fast...’, after the captain fell, the man grabbed the back of his neck with one hand and his gun with the other. Like picking up trash about to be thrown away, he walked towards the territory.

Lightning.

Tang Qing disdainfully refused to use it.

The four assassins were held by four soldiers. The night was dark, but under vision coverage, the forest seemed as bright as day. Although not in every detail, it was clear enough. Without any hesitation, the soldiers swiftly moved towards the depth of the forest. Their running speed seemed unaffected by the weight of the men they held.

One minute later.

This forest in Myanmar.

Regained its tranquility, peaceful as ever.

...

Command Room.

Tang Qing watched the entire operation. He was very satisfied. This kind of overpowering battle was the most interesting to watch. He also simulated in his mind how long it would take him to deal with these four men.

And the answer was.

One second.

The four assassins wouldn’t even have a chance to fight back. They would be choked by the daggers on their own bodies. As nerve telekinesis advanced, killing, even dozens or hundreds, would only take a blink of an eye and no exposure was needed.

"Commander, we’ve captured the four assassins, heading towards the first detention area." Tang Yi turned his head and said.

"Hmm, why haven’t the five moved yet?" Tang Qing saw that the five people marked in orange still hadn’t moved. They chose a spot in a different direction from those four, on the other side of the port.

Therefore, they couldn’t hear the silenced gunshots at all.

"Commander, intercepted data indicates that they plan to come in at one in the morning." Tang Yi answered.

Tang Qing looked at his watch, there was still half an hour, "Hehe, good, arrest them all, interrogate them properly, see what we can find, such as secrets or money. Recently we’ve been spending too much, both the Black Domain and the Industrial Alliance Plan are in dire need of capital.

By the way, aren’t the last batch of assassins arriving tomorrow noon? Even if they don’t start by tomorrow night, we won’t wait, tomorrow night at twelve o’clock sharp, we’ll start the comprehensive execution of this clean-up plan."

Tang Qing also didn’t want to delay.

After all, the hands have already been dealt twice.

Since the other side’s people all came, then there’s nothing more to say, one word: action.

Tang Qing was also hoping to make a fortune through this opportunity, now that he has a large stall under him, everyone is eagerly awaiting feeding. ’Tongtian’s’ small treasury was almost exhausted, he needs to replenish it.

"Yes, commander."

One hour later.

And five people were carried away by the soldiers.

Like chickens.

Because this region’s external communication was blocked by the satellite, those assassins’ superiors did not receive any information at all. They just assumed it was a quiet state during the mission, preparing to wait for good news.

Regrettably.

They will never get the good news they’ve been waiting for.

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