Strongest Soldier King

"Yes," Zhang Bin, Wu Yuan, and Meng Zhu quietly agreed, each spreading out with their supplies and equipment to find places to hide. As snipers, they all knew where to hide and where to best attack the enemy. Having spent a week with Luo Zheng, everyone had grown to admire and trust him. They followed Luo Zheng's orders without question.

Lan Xue, seeing Luo Zheng calmly deploy his team and position the snipers high up, leaving the lower slopes to himself, chuckled inwardly, silently cursing him as a sly one, and also spoke through the military headset, "Ghost Hand, lay mines in the front line. Snow Leopard, on the left of the slope. Mountain Eagle, on the right side of the slope. Be careful."

"Yes," the three of them responded in a low shout, racing towards the slope with their gear. The slope was covered with trees, good for concealment, and also advantageous for the enemy's assault. They couldn't afford to be unprepared. With the three of them there, a three-dimensional defense position was considered established.

Ten people against three to four hundred, each dealing with thirty to forty enemies, was an outcome that did not bear thinking about—it was utterly impossible. However, making the enemy suffer a bruising defeat was feasible. Luo Zheng guessed that this was what Lan Xue had in mind. He quickly got the grenade launcher ready, which could fire grenades including tear gas, concussion, killing, explosive, and incendiary types within an effective range of about 350 meters. It was a single shot, manually loaded weapon.

For this operation, Luo Zheng knew that their only hope against the heavy firepower of the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group was this launcher. Grenades like concussion bombs, which produce loud noises and bright lights causing temporary deafness and dizziness, only intimidate the target. But Luo Zheng wanted to kill, not to intimidate. On the battlefield, one cannot afford to go easy on the enemy. Therefore, Luo Zheng only brought a certain number of killing, explosive, and incendiary bombs.

"They're here." Just as Luo Zheng, hiding behind a boulder, took out the three types of grenades, he heard Lan Xue's warning. He peered out slowly and saw the enemy rushing up, at no more than four hundred meters away. His expression darkened, and he said calmly, "Ghost Team, this is our first battle since forming. Don't disgrace yourselves. Free sniping. Kill!"

"Yes," echoed the members of Ghost Team in a low voice, all placing their QBZ-95 assault rifles within easy reach and switching to their Type 95 sniper rifles. These rifles were light, compact, made of new materials, highly accurate, rationally designed, and with low recoil—very convenient to use. What really excited the snipers was that the rifle could use a 75-round drum magazine, which negated the need for frequent magazine changes.

With a 75-round sniper bullet rapid fire, even with a fifty percent hit rate, more than thirty people could be taken down. The six members of Ghost Team together accounted for nearly two hundred combat kills. Such a significant casualty count could not be ignored. The Ghost Team switched magazines, adjusted their day optic sights, and began to search for targets.

Luo Zheng, also ready for battle, calmly searched for the enemy's heavy firepower spots. In the dense forest, he suddenly saw several people crouching down, which startled him. He quickly adjusted his scope and spotted someone crouching on the ground, shouldering an RPG launcher, with another person ready to load it, and a third carrying several ammunition rounds.

"Bastards." Luo Zheng's eyes sharpened, thinking of the burning wreckage of the downed transport plane, his expression turned to one of steely calm as he ejected the loaded armor-piercing bomb and replaced it with an incendiary bomb. Aiming at his target once more, he saw the person who had loaded the ammunition pat the one shouldering the launcher—a signal that they were loaded and ready.

An RPG could launch at any moment, a lurking danger of death suddenly enveloped the atmosphere, shocking Luo Zheng. He didn't dare to wait any longer and decided it was time to fire the first shot of battle. He concentrated, calmed his breath, and placed his index finger on the trigger. Seeing the enemy adjusting their angle, making their final aim before shooting, he let out a cold laugh and decisively pulled the trigger.

"Bang!" The incendiary bomb whistled away, instantly evaporating the torrential rain that fell from the sky, forming a clear trail of steam. The roaring incendiary bomb, filled with Luo Zheng's boundless rage, hurtled toward the target and exploded into endless flames under the shocked gaze of everyone.

This type of incendiary bomb was loaded with a thermite agent that could burn at temperatures exceeding 1000℃ and last for about 1 to 5 minutes. It had strong adhesion properties, causing destruction to flammable targets that was more than ten times more powerful than that of explosive bombs. More importantly, it was terrifying—the slightest spark that clung to someone couldn't be put out by slapping.

After the massive explosion, sparks flew in all directions, instantly igniting the surrounding area of about ten meters. Those touched by the sparks screamed in agony, frantically slapping at themselves, running wildly, rolling on the ground. However, their actions only fanned the flames, igniting faster. Those who came to help were also instantly set ablaze. The horrific screams and the running figures spread through the dense forest as the thick scent of charred corpses began to permeate the rainy air.

This was the first time Luo Zheng had used such a weapon. He had only heard the instructor mention its power, but now that he had witnessed it firsthand, he knew the instructor's description hadn't done it justice. Seeing countless people ignited, a cold smirk appeared on Luo Zheng's resolute face. He prayed silently, "Helicopter brother, watch from the spirit in heaven as we avenge you."

"Boom!" Suddenly, several loud explosions resonated. Surprised, Luo Zheng looked through his scope and saw that it was the area where enemies were burning in the dense forest, over three hundred meters away. It couldn't possibly be his own people throwing grenades. The idea of the enemy's RPG ammunition being prepped flashed through Luo Zheng's mind. With such high temperatures, they got what they deserved.

The secondary explosions of the rockets caused a powerful shockwave, knocking down everyone within several meters and leaving no survivors. Witnessing this, everyone's morale soared, especially the Ghost Team. They were full of admiration for Luo Zheng's shot. Who said a sniper couldn't act as a fire support? It turned out snipers could be used like this? Everyone was inspired by Luo Zheng's vivid shot and their blood boiled with excitement as they aimed at their targets and fired.

"Nice shot," Lan Xue said, seeing that not only had Luo Zheng's gun skills improved significantly, but also his battlefield intuition and application of sniper tactics. Who said snipers could only aim at people? That imaginative shot not only inflicted casualties on the enemy but also created sheer terror, severely impacting the enemy's morale.

How much is one incendiary bomb worth? Yet it had snuffed out the lives of more than twenty enemies. The pursuers, seeing the still burning survivors' piercing screams, exchanged uneasy glances, their morale plummeting, hesitating to advance. Fox Wolf's face turned ashen with fury, his cold gaze locking onto the cliff. He unlocked the safety on his sniper rifle—unless he turned the tables, there would be no point in fighting today.

What Fox Wolf didn't know was that he had already been targeted by his old opponent, Lan Xue. Lan Xue was aware of Luo Zheng's abilities and had full confidence in the sniper-formed Ghost Team. The enemy was still three to four hundred meters away, with many trees in between providing cover. They all had the high ground, which was extremely advantageous for snipers. Therefore, from the beginning, Lan Xue had been hiding in the shadows, constantly searching for Fox Wolf's position.