A generation of soldiers begins with Feng Yuxiu traveling through time and space with Xu Sanduo

Geng Jihui, Chen Guotao, Shi Dafan, Deng Zhenhua and the others quietly stared at the two corpses in the car.

Xiao Zhuang's leg was blown off, and it's unknown whether he will survive.

Qiangzi and Laopao were also injured; half of his face was blown off.

In the worst-case scenario, all of them might have to sacrifice themselves here.

"I'll fuck the hell out of you, you son of a bitch peacekeeper, I'll fuck the hell out of you."

Shi Dafan was no longer his usual cheerful self. He cried like a baby, wailing and spewing out every curse word he could imagine.

A deafening roar echoed throughout the entire camp.

The Finnish squad pulled the men back; they absolutely could not get any more involved with these rebels.

The high school team died here, and so did Mada.

This is the slogan that the high school team read to the members on their first day here:
If you die, it's all for nothing; don't think about revenge.

It would be your honor to return alive, and it would be your destiny to die here.

This is peacekeeping.

A place that will smooth out all your thorns, a place where you can only obediently lower your head and sigh when you have a temper.

The killing was unleashed to its extreme by Feng Yuxiu.

He sees nothing but darkness and kills.

If it weren't for these black devils, they wouldn't have sacrificed themselves here.

He didn't bother to distinguish anything anymore; if someone was black, he would just kill them.

He didn't know how many he had killed, nor did he know the time; he had left his walkie-talkie on the way here.

Feng Yuxiu only stopped slowly when the dagger in his hand was completely worn out. He looked around and realized that he had been rushing too fast and had already left the 389 area.

He fought his way here from the villages in area 389.

He killed countless people along the way; the number he killed, in small amounts, was more than he had ever killed in his entire life.

Under the intense impact, Feng Yuxiu's body also felt sore and aching.

He slowly sat down on the ground, ignoring the mud beneath his bottom and gazing into the distance.

His eyes were blank, and for the first time, a sense of emptiness arose within them.

"Let me tell you, this wine gets better the more you drink it..."

The high school team member leaned against the wall, smiled, and raised his glass to him.

"You're such a hothead," Mada grinned at him.

Feng Yuxiu closed his eyes, his voice filled with desolation, "From the Steel Seventh Company to the Old A, from the Old A to the Red Cell... I thought it was because of myself that they all survived."

"Looking back now, it was just good luck. If I hadn't come to the Southeast Theater Command and the Great Merit Regiment back then... would they still be alive...?"

Feng Yuxiu's heart began to race. He felt it was because of himself; he should never have come to the Southeast War Zone in the first place.

The members of the Lone Wolf team also had their own life trajectories. Perhaps it was because of his forced entry that Gao Zhong and Mada died here.

"Ha ha……"

Feng Yuxiu stood up, turned around, and walked step by step toward the camp.

The fear of loss unexpectedly appeared in him.

But he was still just one man, and there were so many rebels in Rwanda.

He simply couldn't kill them all, and it wasn't realistic.

The peacekeeping forces are unlikely to intervene; their goal is to maintain absolute neutrality.

The fate of the soldier who died in the camp five months ago is a testament to that, and now the Lone Wolf team is facing the same end.

This is what it means to be powerless.

There are always things in this world that you simply cannot accomplish. Even if you threw in a whole regiment of rebels, you still wouldn't be able to quell the rebellion in this country.

Moreover, peacekeeping forces have absolutely no right to intervene or to stop.

A person dies in vain. Feng Yuxiu made a mistake.

He knew what fate awaited him, but he had no regrets.

He was never the type to suffer in silence; he would settle scores on the spot.

His principle has always been that a life for a life.

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After Feng Yuxiu left, a figure rushed over. He ran very fast, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He then rushed into a bungalow, sat on the ground, panting heavily, and took off his hat to reveal his face.

Several bloody marks appeared on Wang Yadong's face; he had recently been hunted down.

"Where did he go? Why can't I find him when he came to peacekeeping?"

Wang Yadong took a deep breath and touched his chest. "I have to find you. These rebels have their own people, and they're looking for you."

He was always after revenge. He had connections; someone who had been a mercenary naturally knew how to survive in a war-torn country.

Therefore, he joined a foreign mercenary group to fight against the rebels here. Through reconnaissance, he learned that the rebels had suddenly received aid a few months ago.

They not only received a large amount of supplies and manpower, but their fighting strength was also more formidable than before.

No country can intervene in Rwanda's civil war, but... people who are not from a country can.

Wang Yadong recognized the group of people; they were all mercenaries.

Moreover, they did not participate in the confrontation with the government army at all, but instead went to towns and villages in various places to carry out massacres in a bizarre manner.

At first, Wang Yadong just thought they might be providing organs to the international community.

They killed these civilians and harvested their organs to sell.

Mercenaries used to do the same things.

When Wang Yadong risked his life to visit the scene of their massacre, he was horrified to discover that they had all peeled off the faces of these civilians.

They're looking for someone!
The most recent example was the massacre in a town near a peacekeeping camp.

Wang Yadong initially didn't know what these people were doing, but after they accidentally discovered him...

They immediately abandoned the massacre and began hunting him down.

He fought desperately to escape their pursuit, and only after he captured and tortured one of them did they discover that they were looking for someone with an Asian face.

Based on that person's description, it should be Feng Yuxiu.

But the Lone Wolf peacekeeping team was always around the camp, or at worst, patrol vehicles.

They had absolutely no chance to attack; the peacekeeping camp had formidable firepower.

This time, the medical team began its final village inspection.

These rebels, who had been dormant for most of the year, finally seized their opportunity.

Fortunately, the medical team was accompanied by a guard team, which discovered their whereabouts in advance.

However, the stray bullet still passed through and killed Xiaoying.

Zhuang Yan's pursuit of revenge led to the sacrifice of Gao Zhong and Ma Da, and the remaining survivors may not be able to be saved.

After all, the medical conditions in peacekeeping camps are far from adequate.

Such a large-scale injury... is in serious danger.

Wang Yadong took a deep breath, rushed out of the mud-brick house, pulled off his hat, and disappeared into the smoke.

More and more rebels will arrive here, and... not many of the mercenaries mixed in have died.

Everyone was killed with a single blow; this method...

"If we have a chance, as long as we find him, if we have a chance, these mercenaries must have a leader. If we capture him, we can find out where the person behind them is."

"You killed my whole family, I'll spend my whole life fighting you!" (End of Chapter)