Chapter 472 Tang Nan Acts on His Own

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Tang Nan darted through the forest like a nimble monkey, his firecrackers and caltrops throwing the American troops behind him into chaos. Taking advantage of the chaos, he wiped the rain and blood from his face and chased after the group escorting the old man.

The American soldiers cursed, some limped, and some fired their guns everywhere, but they could never catch the nimble figure.

Elsewhere, two teams, led by Captain Yang and led by Sun Jinan and Zhang Dabing, quickly arrived. Sun Jinan's team, circling from the east, used the dense forest as cover and quietly set up their homemade rifles to target the American troops. "Fire!" With a command, the rifles unleashed a deafening roar, the muzzle flashes of fire glaring through the rain. The American soldiers were caught off guard by the sudden attack, several unfortunate soldiers falling to the ground, while the rest scrambled for cover.

Zhang Dabing's troops surrounded the enemy from the west, holding homemade bombs and smoke bombs, and rushed towards the American troops shouting.

"Throw!" Zhang Dabing roared, and bombs and smoke bombs rained down on the American camp. "Boom! Boom!" Explosions echoed one after another, flames shot up into the sky, and thick smoke billowed.

The American troops were blown to pieces. Some soldiers were blown away by the air waves, and more were covered by smoke, coughing and fleeing in panic.

Seeing this, the American military officer became furious and shouted, "Shoot! Throw bombs! Kill all these damn guys!"

The American soldiers held their ground and opened fire with their machine guns. The dense barrage of bullets rained down on the tree trunks, sending wood chips flying. Sun Jinan and Zhang Dabing's troops were forced to lie prone on the ground to avoid the bullets.

However, the young and strong men from Bianyue State that Tang Yue had led recently had gained experience in combat. After just a moment of dodging, they were able to immediately throw a large number of smoke bombs and bombs at the American troops.

The smoke bombs were colorful, and the explosion instantly blocked the American army's firepower. In addition, Sun Jinan and Zhang Dabing brought a lot of people with them.

A large number of small black dots were smashing towards them, and the American soldiers were all terrified.

"Oh my god, is this the goddess's team? Oh my God, we are surrounded by the goddess's team." An American soldier looked at the colorful smoke bombs and instantly remembered the story they had heard.

At the time, I didn't think much of it and even laughed at the American soldiers stationed near the Goddess's team. If they were there, they would never let the Goddess's team be beaten like that.

But when they actually met them, they realized how terrifying the Goddess team was. They didn't play by the rules at all. When you shoot, they throw smoke bombs, and when you throw bombs, they shoot.

When you aimed again, you couldn't see the person anymore. With this kind of attack, when would they ever be able to reach the person?

The American troops were thrown into disarray upon hearing the American soldier's words. They weren't afraid at first, as they believed in science. However, the goddess's recent success was truly remarkable. Now, they were truly a little frightened.

This time, the young and strong men of Bian Yue faced over 2,000 American troops. They had fought many such battles before and were not anxious at all. Following the routine, it wasn't long before the American army began to show signs of decline.

Meanwhile, Tang Yue left the makeshift camp anxiously. Her consciousness remained focused, drifting in the direction Tang Nan had left.

Tang Nan's footsteps fell heavily on the muddy mountain road. Raindrops kept dripping down his hair, but it couldn't extinguish the rage burning in his eyes.

The images of the old man being wantonly humiliated by the US military at Base 9 were like sharp blades, repeatedly piercing his heart. Watching the escort team hurried forward, the fire burning in his heart grew even more intense. "Even if I were alone, I would never let the old man suffer any more!"

The downpour poured down like a torrential downpour, with bean-sized raindrops splattering the muddy mountain path, sending up layers of muddy flowers. Tang Nan clung to the damp mountain wall, hiding behind a dense bush. Rain dripped down his chin, but it couldn't extinguish the fire of revenge burning in his eyes.

He narrowed his eyes, watching the escort team's every move through the rain. Six American soldiers surrounded the old man in a fan-shaped formation, their guns gleaming coldly in the rain, and they walked hurriedly but remained vigilant.

The American troops below were already in disarray, with gunfire and bombings ringing out. They hadn't left too far, so they could hear it all. However, their mission was different, and this squad had no intention of returning to provide support.

Tang Nan knew the American army's firepower was fierce, and with his own ability, a frontal assault would undoubtedly be a futile attempt. However, he didn't want to give up his current opportunity. He didn't know where they might meet up with the others. Right now, he could only outsmart them.

The rain washed over the MM14 rifle in Tang Nan's hands. He gently wiped the barrel to ensure it was not affected by the rain. After observing for a long time, he noticed that an American soldier at the end of the team seemed a little relaxed, dragging his feet and looking around from time to time.

Tang Nan had an idea and decided to start with this soldier.

Taking advantage of the moment when a flash of lightning flashed across the sky, Tang Nan pulled the trigger, "Bang!"

The gunfire, mixed with the clatter of rain and the sounds of fierce fighting below, drew little attention. The American soldier froze and slowly collapsed into the mud. The other soldiers, oblivious, continued to escort the old man forward.

Tang Nan quickly replaced his ammunition and continued searching for his next target. This time, he zeroed in on the soldier on the left side of the column. He carefully maneuvered, trying to be as quiet as possible, using the terrain and the sound of rain as cover as he slowly approached.

When the distance was close enough, he fired again decisively, and another American soldier fell to the ground.

"There's an ambush!" the American squad leader finally reacted and shouted. The team stopped instantly, and the soldiers raised their guns and glanced around vigilantly.

Tang Nan had already disappeared in the rain. Relying on his familiarity with the terrain, he skillfully moved between various hiding places, leaving the American soldiers confused.

In the following time, Tang Nan appeared and disappeared like a ghost, constantly looking for opportunities to attack American soldiers. Every time he fired a shot, he quickly moved his position to prevent the enemy from counterattacking.

The American soldiers were panicked by the sudden attack and the team fell into chaos.

However, the American squad leader quickly calmed down and ordered his soldiers to disperse and search while strengthening the protection of the old man.

Tang Nan knew that the next operation would be even more difficult, but he did not flinch. He secretly vowed in his heart that no matter how difficult it was today, he would rescue the old man from the American army.

The American squad leader held his gun, his eyes scanning the rain like an eagle. The rain flowed down the edge of his helmet, but it did not affect his vigilance at all.

"Two people in a group, search in a fan-shaped formation!" He pointed the barrel of his rifle at the surrounding dense forest. "The rest of you, keep an eye on the old man!"

As the order was issued, the panicked American troops quickly regrouped. Four groups of soldiers, rifles drawn, stomped into the muddy grass, with dead leaves crunching harshly beneath their boots. Tang Nan clung to the damp rock face, the wound on his back stinging from the rain. He counted the approaching footsteps, his fingers tightly gripping his MM14 rifle.

Because of his nervousness, he had missed several shots, and now there were only two bullets in the chamber. The nearest American soldier was only ten steps away from him. He had no chance to change the magazine.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of broken branches coming from the left. An American soldier pushed aside the vines, and the muzzle of his gun was almost against his nose.

At the critical moment, Tang Nan suddenly raised his hand and smashed the butt of his rifle into the other soldier's temple. The soldier groaned and collapsed to the ground, but the sound of the collision alarmed the other American soldiers.

"This way!" Shouts came from all directions, and bullets rained down through the bushes. Tang Nan rolled into a small ditch nearby, the muddy water choking his throat, but he didn't bother to cough, grabbing the vines on the ditch wall and fleeing in panic.

At this moment, a familiar aura suddenly crossed his consciousness. "Second Brother!" Tang Yue's voice boomed in his mind, filled with anxiety and tension. "Hold on, I'll be there soon!"