This scene was not beyond Chen Fan's expectations.
From the ambush set in the middle of the road, and the assumption of heavy weapons like rocket launchers, these people's military discipline was not low.
Thus, naturally, after Chen Fan drove the car off the road embankment, they came to the side of the road to investigate.
As gunfire poured down, Chen Fan was already prepared. A few stones he had somehow gotten his hands on flew out.
Facing the hail of bullets, pfft, pfft, pfft, the bullets scattered, and three figures fell backward.
Chen Fan, hunched over, moved with lightning speed.
Not a single bullet from the intense barrage hit him.
The night was deep, and even with searchlights, these people couldn't keep up with Chen Fan's figure. Coupled with Chen Fan's extreme speed, this level of firepower was not enough to pose a significant threat to him.
This was also why Chen Fan had to use the terrain to his advantage.
On the open road, if they had heavy machine guns on their vehicles, it would be like target practice, and Chen Fan wouldn't be able to get close.
But with the slope beneath the embankment, it was different. The heavy machine guns were too cumbersome to be dismantled, and their firepower was greatly reduced.
Of course, the car driven by Han Wei's bodyguards behind also attracted some attention.
"He's coming!"
Someone shouted.
No one bothered with the fallen, and several more figures rushed to the roadside, pulling the trigger towards the dark slope.
However, they fired clip after clip but saw no sign of Chen Fan.
With their vision obstructed and failing to eliminate Chen Fan, a guy with a cigarette in his mouth spat out the butt, threw a dark object, and shouted, "Frag!"
The object was thrown towards Chen Fan's last known position and exploded with a roar.
The entire road surface trembled, and the terrifying destructive power even blew out a small section of the embankment.
Others followed suit, pulling the pins from their grenades and tossing them towards the slope.
Seven or eight grenades were thrown together, causing a horrifyingly large-scale explosion.
They clearly had some understanding of Chen Fan, knowing his immense strength and the devastating damage he could inflict up close.
Searchlights swept across the road, illuminating the area below the smoke.
This group was not small, numbering twenty to thirty men, all fully armed and yet not in disarray.
The heavy machine gun mounted on the pickup truck still aimed at the road. As soon as Chen Fan showed himself, the machine gun would roar, riddling him with bullets.
But Chen Fan seemed to have vanished completely.
"Is he dead?"
The people by the embankment ceased firing. The smoke in the darkness obscured their vision, and even with the lights, it was unclear.
Their vigilance did not wane, but with Chen Fan gone, someone voiced the question.
"This person won't die that easily. Don't let your guard down!"
The person who had spat out the cigarette butt earlier, clearly a leader, spoke coldly.
His sharp gaze swept across the area, but he still saw no sign of life.
Unless he had been blown to pieces, and his remains were difficult to spot in the darkness.
The problem was, he knew how terrifying this person was. The Undefeated Heavenly King, the invincible commander, wouldn't die so easily in a hail of bullets.
Otherwise, that person would have died many times over in the wars at the border!
His gaze fixed on the slope, and then drifted to the drainage ditch beneath the embankment.
Could he be hiding there?
The problem was, the drainage ditch was very narrow and couldn't possibly accommodate a person.
And the ditch was also very shallow; someone hiding in it would be visible.
Dada-da, he fired a burst into the drainage ditch.
Then, he commanded, "Throw some grenades into the ditch!"
As soon as the words left his mouth, he was startled and turned abruptly.
He saw a figure shoot up the slope, like a dragon soaring into the sky.
The spot where he flew up was precisely the drainage ditch where he had deemed it impossible for anyone to hide.
This position was behind them, and they had naturally overlooked it.
In other words, while they were throwing grenades, Chen Fan had actually been hiding in the ditch to avoid the explosions. Then, with speed impossible for an ordinary person, he had closed the distance along the drainage ditch and reached the area beneath the embankment beside them.
Their fixed mindset still assumed Chen Fan was in front, unaware that he was now behind them.
This caught them completely off guard.
As they hurriedly turned their guns, a flash of white light appeared.
Overwhelming killing intent surged, and a terrifying murderous aura descended, as if seizing their hearts, making them tremble and their bodies involuntarily shake.
As the killing intent soared, the white light slashed down, a manifestation of externalized qi.
Dada...
The leader immediately opened fire.
A few others, not slow to react, turned their weapons and pulled the trigger.
A rain of bullets poured down.
But the half-second delay in their judgment was fatal. The bullets passed through the white light without shattering it.
With a swish, out of more than a dozen people, those who were grazed by the white light were cut open like grass.
This was externalized qi!
Chen Fan had been capable of this when he fought Gongsun Zheng. Although he had been affected by the Ten Fragrance Soft Muscle Powder tonight, its effects had worn off, and a single burst of qi had reaped five or six lives.
Amidst the gunfire, Chen Fan's movements were like a phantom, causing all the bullets to miss.
He himself had already lunged in front of one person.
That person was clearly well-trained. He raised the stock of his rifle and swung it at Chen Fan, simultaneously delivering a fierce kick.
Alas, he was just an ordinary person, and such an attack posed no threat to Chen Fan. His fierce and agile movements appeared like slow motion to Chen Fan.
Chen Fan gripped the barrel of the gun and met the ferocious kick.
The man was sent flying, knocking over two of his companions.
By the time the others turned their guns again, the weapon in Chen Fan's hands seemed to have a life of its own.
This common foreign battlefield M4 rotated, as if performing magic. The muzzle flickered, spitting out a burst of fire.
Chen Fan's feet didn't stop, and he moved rapidly.
Dada-da, the bullets aimed at him from different directions all missed.
Chen Fan, with just one shot, struck the center of one man's forehead.
This was just the beginning. With a firearm in hand, Chen Fan was no longer suppressed. The muzzle flickered repeatedly.
The men by the roadside fell one by one, all shot in the forehead, a single shot to the head.
Only the leader reacted quickly, rolling off the embankment, effectively swapping positions with Chen Fan from earlier.
However, Chen Fan had no time to pursue him. He moved swiftly, flanking the row of cars.
Dada-da...
As soon as he moved, the heavy machine gun roared again, sweeping towards Chen Fan's previous position, even riddling the fallen bodies.
This was the machine gunner left in the car, who, seeing Chen Fan easily dispatch his comrades, finally opened fire without restraint.
Chen Fan dropped the empty M4 and maneuvered to the front of the outermost Volvo.
"Careful he doesn't flank us, Vulture, you take some men to cover the rear!"
Someone was giving orders.
Even though Chen Fan's performance was superhuman and unbelievably powerful, these men remained calm and did not panic.
In a life-or-death situation on the battlefield, there was clearly no time for excessive thought.
A squad of five men cautiously hid in the gaps between the parked cars, slowly peeking out to locate Chen Fan.
But just then, a figure appeared at the front of the car like a phantom.
The machine gunner didn't react, but another thug standing on top of a truck did, and shouted, "On the roof, be careful!"
As the words fell, he clutched his throat and hunched down, blood gushing from his windpipe.
A button had pierced his throat.