At dawn the next day, Wei Chao and his more than two hundred men were already engrossed in their intense and well-organized training. They were completely focused on familiarizing themselves with the brand-new American firearms and powerful mortars in their hands, each of them gripping their own rifle tightly, their eyes focused and determined.
At this moment, they were not only equipped with a high-performance rifle each, but also had ample ammunition reserves. This undoubtedly gave the team a significant advantage and boosted their morale.
Li Baolong strode up to Wei Chao, his face grave, and said, "We're launching our operation tonight! Our first target is the militia regiment led by Bai Cheng's son." He paused briefly, then emphasized, "This militia regiment is the enemy's elite force, fully equipped with Soviet weapons, and numbers around seven or eight hundred! However, the other two militia regiments are just a rabble; their weaponry is far inferior to ours."
Wei Chao listened quietly to Li Baolong's analysis, his brows furrowing slightly as he gazed into the distance, a sense of unease creeping into his heart. After all, to use a mere three hundred men to attack a formidable enemy force of eight hundred was an unprecedented challenge for him, and an extremely daring and risky endeavor.
Li Baolong seemed to sense Wei Chao's anxiety. He turned to Wei Chao, gave him a deep look, and then smiled confidently, reassuring him, "Don't worry, brother! I'll be the first to charge ahead and take out those machine gun and mortar positions for you, while also creating some chaos for the enemy and disrupting their formation. This way, our chances of victory will greatly increase!"
Upon hearing these words, Wei Chao's tense nerves immediately relaxed considerably. He nodded gratefully, looking at Li Baolong's resolute face, a feeling of trust and respect welling up in his heart.
As evening approached, the group solemnly checked their weapons and equipment, ensuring that everything was in optimal condition. Once everything was ready, they set off for the old fruit market street.
Li Baolong took the lead and had already gone ahead. Through the walkie-talkie he was holding tightly, he informed Wei Chao in detail of the next marching route, with the target being Bai Cheng's elite force that struck fear into the hearts of many.
Meanwhile, guarding the northern border of Guogan was the Fierce Tiger Regiment, led by Bai Cheng's son, Bai Hu. This force was not only fully equipped with all kinds of weapons and ammunition, but also had four imposing armored vehicles. Their formidable combat power was evident.
Li Baolong carefully parked the car in a very secluded spot, about a kilometer away from the White Tiger Regiment's checkpoint. He nimbly got out of the car and, like a ghost, quickly disappeared into the dense jungle, silently approaching the Fierce Tiger Regiment under the cover of the trees.
When Li Baolong finally approached the barbed wire fence, he stopped and carefully observed his surroundings. After confirming that there was no danger, he took out a sharp pair of scissors from his pocket, gently cut an opening in the barbed wire fence, and then slipped inside as nimbly as an eel.
After traveling a while longer, a simple outpost came into view. Through the window, a dozen or so fully armed militiamen, carrying rifles, could be seen sitting together chatting. At their feet lay a large wolfhound. This wolfhound was extremely alert and could immediately detect any unusual movement.
Li Baolong has never liked direct confrontation, especially close-quarters combat with melee weapons. Moreover, given his abilities, if he were to directly use his spiritual sense to control ordinary people to kill, he would inevitably suffer a severe backlash with unimaginable consequences. However, at this moment, facing these dozen or so heavily armed enemies and that ferocious wolfhound, he had to devise a foolproof plan.
Just as Li Baolong was racking his brains, a bold idea suddenly popped into his head: "Since controlling people to kill doesn't work, surely controlling this dog to bite people can?" With that thought, he unhesitatingly unleashed his unique mind control skill. In an instant, the large wolfhound, which had been lying quietly on the ground, seemed to be driven by some mysterious force, suddenly becoming incredibly agitated. It opened its blood-red maw, revealing sharp fangs, and began baring its teeth wildly at the militiamen beside it.
The enormous, ferocious-looking wolfhound pounced on the platoon leader like lightning. It opened its gaping maw, its sharp fangs instantly biting into the platoon leader's arm, tearing at it viciously. The platoon leader, terrified, let out a bloodcurdling scream: "Shoot! Help me!"
In an instant, deafening gunfire erupted, shattering the tranquility of the entire military camp. The piercing siren followed, echoing through the sky as if to tear the heavens and earth apart.
Meanwhile, the soldiers at the outpost frantically dialed the phone, reporting in a panic, "It's terrible! The wolfhound was in heat and suddenly went berserk, biting people. We've already shot it dead!" Not long after, after the initial chaos, the camp gradually returned to quiet.
Li Baolong, who had been secretly observing the situation, saw that the time was right. He glanced at his watch and, feeling that it was about time, picked up his walkie-talkie and whispered to Wei Chao, "Prepare to attack!" Wei Chao nodded in understanding upon receiving the order.
Li Baolong pulled a powerful grenade from his waist and hurled it forcefully towards the outpost without hesitation. The grenade arced through the air and landed precisely inside. A deafening explosion followed, flames shot skyward, and thick smoke billowed into the air. The dozen or so soldiers who had been standing in the outpost were caught completely off guard; some were instantly blown to pieces, while others lay on the ground, groaning in pain from severe injuries.
The instant the grenade exploded, Li Baolong, like a nimble cheetah, swiftly turned and sprinted towards the military barracks building several hundred meters away. He was incredibly fast, reaching his destination in the blink of an eye, and leaped onto the roof of a warehouse near the barracks.
Li Baolong lay steadily on the roof, slightly raising his head to cautiously observe the situation below through the gaps at the edge of the warehouse. At that moment, a group of sleepy-eyed and somewhat lethargic militiamen were gradually emerging from the dormitory building. They seemed not to have fully woken up and were completely unaware of the violent explosion and riot that had just occurred.
At this moment, Wei Chao's side began their attack. A barrage of gunfire erupted, and the dozen or so guards at the gate were all killed in the crossfire. Hundreds of people from the dormitory building also rushed out in a panic, some without even their weapons. Seeing that the time was right, Li Baolong brought out a box of grenades, took out five, and threw them one by one, releasing the pins. Each grenade landed precisely in the crowd. With deafening explosions, the more than one hundred people gathered at the gate immediately fell to the ground, groaning in pain; over a hundred were dead or wounded.
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