Chapter 1707 - 1708: The Next Target
Nakayama Jiro turned and ran into the distance.
However, he was soon horrified to discover that a group of Red Shirt Army had emerged from the street opposite.
The automatic rifles in their hands fired bang bang.
Nakayama Jiro had no way out. Just as he was about to raise his hands to surrender,
a stray bullet from who knows where had already shot into his head.
Nakayama Jiro's eyes widened, and his body fell straight back.
In the moment he fell, countless more bullets shot into his body.
In an instant, Nakayama Jiro, the highest commander of the Ninja Army, became a blood sieve full of bullet holes, collapsing to the ground.
The battle quickly ended, and a large number of Ninja Army soldiers became prisoners.
However, the Red Shirt Army had a deep-seated hatred for the people of Sang Country, almost unwilling to hold back.
These prisoners, after raising their hands, were almost all shot by the Red Shirt Army.
Shui Rou ordered all of the Red Shirt Army to retreat outside of town as planned.
The Red Shirt Army was originally the indigenous force of Li Island, and they all had public identities.
As long as they withdrew from Li Wang Town, they would immediately become law-abiding citizens under Sang Country's rule.
Time was urgent, as the Sang Country Self-Defense Forces and American Troops were on their way to Li Wang Town, and no one had time for farewells.
Everyone knew that if it weren't for Yang Fei and the others fighting bloodily, Li Wang Town would have been doomed.
The Red Shirt Army would have perished here, annihilated.
The veteran Red Shirt soldiers, after taking off their military uniforms, walked over to Yang Fei and the others.
Some gave them big bear hugs, while others bowed deeply in gratitude.
Then, the veterans left without looking back.
They were men of deep emotions and straightforward ruggedness, and such kindness could not be repaid with just a thank you.
There would be a day to repay the favor when they met again in the future.
But Shui Rou did not leave, and together with Xiao Xuanya, followed behind Yang Fei.
Yang Fei's ears were somewhat deafened by the explosion of shells.
Even now, his ears were still buzzing, as if a swarm of bees was buzzing inside.
This is the terror of war.
After a battle ends, even if you are lucky enough to survive, you will be left with aftereffects.
And Yang Fei's aftereffects were already considered very mild.
Besides Yang Fei feeling unwell, several other Evil Dragon Soldier Kings were also injured to varying degrees.
Shen Feng's thigh was hit by shrapnel, severely injured.
Three Swords was blasted by a shell, his chest and abdomen were bloody and blurred, and this was just from the shockwave.
Shui Rou looked at this group of blood-soaked men, and her eyes involuntarily reddened.
Yang Fei looked at the frail and slim Shui Rou, feeling a slight twinge of pity.
"Shui Rou, what are you going to do in the future?"
Shui Rou's face was a little pale, and she forced a smile.
"I will continue to fight for the independence and freedom of the people of Li Island."
Yang Fei nodded and suddenly smiled mysteriously.
"Perhaps, when leaving, I can give you a big gift."
Shui Rou was puzzled: "What big gift?"
Yang Fei smiled mischievously: "The American Garrison Airport."
Shui Rou was startled and looked at Yang Fei in disbelief.
"What? You actually dare target the American Troops?"
Yang Fei laughed heartily, a sinister look flashing across his face.
"My target is not the military airport, but something else."
"I already found it unpleasant, and now that Li Island is in chaos, it's a good time to have some fun with those Americans."
Shui Rou looked at Yang Fei's mischievous expression and suddenly realized.
"Right, your target is the Aventi Spy Base, isn't it?"
Yang Fei put his finger directly on her lips and looked at her meaningfully.
"Some things are best just known, saying them out loud spoils the fun."
Shui Rou gazed at Yang Fei in shock.
The American Military Airport, stationed on Li Island, housed American troops.
This massive military force had a direct threatening effect on the Red Shirt Army of Li Island.
Shui Rou dreamed of removing this thorn.
However, the Americans had excellent firearms, and the combat effectiveness of the American Troops was remarkably high, certainly not something mercenaries like the Red Shirt Army could contend with.
Thus, the American Airport forces were indeed an insurmountable mountain for the Red Shirt Army.
Shui Rou didn't even dare to think about moving this mountain.
Shui Rou was a very clever girl, and Yang Fei wanting to deal with the American Garrison naturally made her think of the Aventi Spy Base, closely guarded by the American Troops.
The United States' Aventi Spy Base monitored almost half of East Asia's military activities.
Although Shui Rou didn't know Yang Fei's background, she had a vague guess about something.
Yang Fei didn't care what Shui Rou knew, as his identity had no connection to the Huaxia Military Department.
Even if the Americans found out he did it, there was no evidence to provoke Huaxia's foreign affairs or defense departments.
Shui Rou looked at Yang Fei and suddenly gathered her courage.
"Can I go with you?"
Yang Fei shook his hand.
"No, this operation is very dangerous, and there's no need for you to take such a risk."
Shui Rou's eyes reddened slightly.
"Didn't you risk danger breaking through to Li Wang Town, defeating enemies several times your number? I just don't want to owe you a favor."
Yang Fei shook his head.
"I only admire the Red Shirt Army for leading its people to fight bloodily for independence and freedom."
"If you feel you owe me, there will be plenty of opportunities for us to work together in the future."
"But for this operation, speed is paramount. We must take advantage of the American Troops withdrawing from the airport to blow up the Aventi Spy Base."
Now that Yang Fei had said this, Shui Rou understood his intention.
This operation was entirely a hit-and-run after drawing away the tiger from the mountain, not a large-scale battle where the Red Shirt Army's involvement was appropriate.
After Yang Fei finished speaking, he nodded to Shui Rou and quickly picked up the communicator to issue commands.
"Evil Dragon Squad, assemble immediately and prepare for a new battle."
Shui Rou watched his bold and confident back stride away, looking indescribably dashing and handsome amidst the smoke of gunfire.
Shui Rou's heart felt like it was filled with a messy tangle of grass, yet it was full of sweetness and bitterness.
"Yang Fei..."
Shui Rou suddenly called out softly, her voice trembling a little.
Yang Fei turned around, his eyes slightly unusual.
"What? Can't bear to part with me?"
Shui Rou blushed, sighing softly.
"I don't know... where would I find you in the future?"
Yang Fei was taken aback, noticing the blush on Shui Rou's face, and took a deep breath.
"If I survive this time, I will come back to find you."
"Don't forget, my boxes of gold are still in your hands, and I'm a stingy person."
Upon hearing this, Shui Rou's face brightened immediately.
"Don't worry, I will keep your things safe and look forward to your early return."
An hour later, Yang Fei led the Evil Dragon Soldier Kings and arrived near the American Garrison's military airport.