In a small restaurant south of the city.

"Da da da!"

"Rumble!"

Hearing the gunfire and explosions not far away, everyone was stunned and subconsciously glanced out the window.

Not far away, fires were raging and thick smoke billowed into the sky, indicating a fight had broken out.

"Damn it, what's going on outside?" Wang Daolin frowned and turned to give Xiong Da a look.

Xiong Da nodded and instructed two of his team members, "You two, go out and take a look."

"Yes!" The two team members immediately got up and walked outside.

Sowala City was a place plagued by constant war. Under such circumstances, and with them on a special mission, it was easy to come into conflict with the Qingyi Bureau (no official translation). So everyone was nervous and cautious.

The sudden, nearby gunfire instantly put Wang Daolin, Xiong Da, and the others into combat mode.

After scanning the area from the window, Wang Daolin immediately turned back to the intelligence officer and said, "It's not safe here. Let's go, find a place to take cover."

Xiong Da settled the bill with the owner, and the others got up, on high alert, and went outside the restaurant.

"Da da da!"

The gunfire outside was even more intense. Wang Daolin walked quickly to the car outside, preparing to lead the team away, when he suddenly heard an explosion from the left.

He couldn't help but turn his head and saw, two or three hundred meters away, outside a dilapidated courtyard, many soldiers in unmarked special warfare uniforms were firing inside.

These people were well-trained, their movements were swift and efficient. It was clear they were professional killers from the military.

Xiong Da sat next to him, glanced at them, and said softly, "It's the same group we ran into last night."

Wang Daolin was taken aback, "You can see that clearly from this distance?"

Xiong Da pointed, "I... I didn't look at their faces. I looked at the cars they were using."

Wang Daolin waved his hand, "Never mind. What they're doing has nothing to do with us. Is everyone on board? Let's go."

"Zzzzzz!"

Just then, a burst of static came from the walkie-talkie. Immediately afterward, the voice of a special operations team member responsible for reconnaissance came through, "Captain! Something's not right! It looks like they're attacking our target!"

Hearing this, everyone was stunned.

Wang Daolin snatched the walkie-talkie from Xiong Da and asked loudly, "Are you sure?"

"I'm sure!" The special operations team member said quickly, "I saw several bald heads in the courtyard, and they're not very old. Their body types are basically the same as our target!"

Wang Daolin thought for a moment and handed the walkie-talkie back to Xiong Da, "Quick, let's go take a look!"

Xiong Da nodded and immediately made a few tactical gestures. All the special operations team members immediately sprang into action, quickly dividing into three teams, hugging the corners of the walls, and quietly approaching the courtyard.

...

Meanwhile, inside the courtyard.

"Da da da!"

Zheng Guang grabbed a canvas bag, pulled out an automatic rifle from it, and sprayed a burst of fire at the outside.

The bullets struck the walls of the courtyard, sending up a cloud of dust and debris. The soldiers on the other side quickly lowered their heads, dodging the bullets.

"Peng peng!"

Two more grenade rounds flew in, smashing through the windows and landing in the factory building.

"Boom!"

An explosion sounded, and one of the factory walls was blown apart. A young man was unable to dodge and had his leg blown off on the spot. Fresh blood gushed from the severed limb.

"Ahhh!"

The young man clutched his leg and let out a miserable wail.

Zheng Guang hunched over and ran over, grabbed the young man by the collar, and desperately dragged him back.

Just then, a burly man nearly two meters tall, wearing heavy body armor, strode into the courtyard, holding a light machine gun in his hands. He kept the muzzle low and sprayed a burst of fire at the tin-roofed building.

"Da da da!"

The rapidly fired bullets instantly shattered all the windows, and a row of light-filled holes appeared in the walls. Zheng Guang and the others hugged their heads and lay sprawled on the ground, desperately dodging the barrage of bullets.

One brother was unable to dodge and his upper body was torn apart by the bullets, splattering blood and gore everywhere.

By this time, the fire had also spread into the building. The eastern corner of the wall had been blackened by the flames, and the fire was creeping inward along the roof.

Inside the house, several young men were completely terrified. Some were panicking, shouting incessantly, while others were holding guns, hiding behind piles of garbage, trembling.

These young men from the San Guang Hui (Three Lights Society - no official translation) seemed fearless on the surface, but in reality, very few of them had actually experienced death. Usually, the work they did with Zheng Guang involved sneak attacks, kidnappings, and robberies, and their targets were mostly ordinary people with little ability to fight back.

But at this moment, they finally understood what danger was, what it meant to lose their heads if they weren't careful!

When death truly arrived, all the bravado, all the boasts they had made, were forgotten. Too many people were emotionally collapsing.

Only Zheng Guang and the few people around him had any real fighting strength, any real guts. They were the real bandits, the true desperados.

Just then, one of the young men had a mental breakdown. He suddenly dropped his gun, raised both hands, and walked towards the gate, "Don't shoot, I surrender, I'm turning myself in...!"

"Da da da!"

The burly man immediately turned his gun and sprayed a burst of bullets, tearing his body into a bloody pulp.

With the death of this companion, terror! Despair! All kinds of negative emotions instantly surged into everyone's hearts!

Everyone knew that these people had come to kill them all, that they had no intention of leaving anyone alive!

The burly man re-aimed at the factory building and unleashed another fierce barrage of fire. Bullets poured into the factory building, sending up clouds of dust from the walls!

"Smash!"

Several more Molotov cocktails were thrown in through the windows, smashing onto the floor of the factory building! The flames roared to life, instantly forming a sea of fire! The temperature inside the entire factory building soared!

If this continued, even if they weren't shot to death, they would be burned alive. The members of the San Guang Hui (Three Lights Society) were like rats in a cage.

Xiao Huo (Little Fire - no official translation) lay behind a table and shouted at Nan Nan (no official translation), who was near the wall, "Quick! Use the explosives to blow open the wall in the back! We have to get out!"

Nan Nan's face was pale, and he stared blankly at Xiao Huo. He was terrified and didn't even have the strength to stand up.

Zheng Guang was also anxious and roared, "What the hell are you looking at! Hurry up! Do you want to die here together?"

Nan Nan seemed to come to his senses, bit his lip, and stood up shakily. He pulled out the explosives from his backpack as he moved towards the wall.

"Bang!"

A gunshot rang out!

The terrified Nan Nan was shot directly in the head. Half of his skull was gone, and his body twisted and fell to the ground.

...

"Buzz buzz..."

In the sky above the courtyard, a drone hovered in the air, constantly filming the scene below.

The special operations team members crouched quietly in the nearby corners, waiting for action. Xiong Da watched the images playing on the LCD screen on his wrist and said with a frown, "What a coincidence... It really is them."