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After successfully putting out the wildfire, Li Fan, exhausted both physically and mentally, had no time to rest properly before he received a heart-wrenching emergency notice from He Zhijun.

The phone suddenly rang, shattering the brief silence. He Zhijun's voice came through the receiver, serious and solemn, as if carrying a tremendous pressure: "Li Fan, reliable intelligence indicates that a group of mercenaries intends to take advantage of the wildfires in our country to rob and enter the country. The situation is extremely serious. The Wolf Warrior Squad must act immediately and cannot afford to slack off."

Li Fan's eyes instantly changed from tired and relaxed to sharp as an eagle. He knew clearly that this meant that a new and more difficult challenge was about to begin, and the Wolf Warriors, as the vanguard of protecting the country, had an unshirkable responsibility.

He summoned the Wolf Warrior members as quickly as possible. Long Xiaoyun, Zhuang Yan, Shi Sanba, Ban Zhuan, Leng Feng and others responded quickly and gathered in the combat command room.

Everyone's expressions were focused and serious, and the air was filled with tension, like the calm before the storm.

Li Fan's eyes slowly swept over each team member. His eyes showed both trust in his comrades and determination for the upcoming battle.

He slowly began, "Brothers, we've just received notification that mercenaries are attempting to take advantage of the situation and enter our territory. These desperate criminals are simply ruthless and are openly challenging our national security. What are we? We are Wolf Warriors! Our mission is to protect our country and our people. No matter when and where a threat exists, we must stand up. Now is the time to once again demonstrate the power and glory of Wolf Warriors."

His voice was low and powerful, like the sound of a huge bell. Every word struck the hearts of the team members, stirring up the passion and fighting spirit deep in their hearts.

The team members were ready to fight, with anger and determination burning in their eyes.

Leng Feng was the first to stand up. His burly figure trembled slightly, and it was obvious that he was trying his best to suppress his inner anger. He clenched his fists, and the blue veins on his arms jumped like winding snakes. He gritted his teeth and said, "Captain, these mercenaries are too arrogant. They simply don't take us seriously. They think they can take advantage of the disaster in my country. It's simply wishful thinking. We must teach them a severe lesson and let them know that China is not a place where they can do whatever they want! If they dare to take even a step forward, we will make sure they never return!"

Zhuang Yan also stood up suddenly. He slammed the table hard. A loud "bang" echoed in the silent command room, like a thunderclap, demonstrating his determination.

He roared, "Yes, no matter how powerful they are or how well-equipped they are, we will not retreat a single step. We have our motherland and our people behind us. We must resolutely defend every inch of our homeland, even to the last drop of our blood!"

The other team members also shouted in unison, the sound was deafening, and the morale was so high that it seemed to be able to break through the roof and soar into the sky.

Afterwards, everyone quickly calmed down, sat around the conference table, and began to discuss the response plan in depth.

The team members expressed their opinions one after another and, based on the existing intelligence information, analyzed the enemy's possible movements, tactical preferences, and key strategic points of response. Everyone was fully focused, not missing any subtle clues or possible variables, and sparks of thought continued to collide in the intense discussion.

Immediately afterwards, the work of collecting intelligence related to mercenaries was carried out in an intensive and comprehensive manner like a tight net.

Through the military's intelligence network, international anti-terrorism cooperation channels and various covert intelligence means, they gradually obtained some extremely valuable key information.

Intelligence shows that this group of mercenaries consists of about fifty people and is incredibly well-equipped.

They are equipped with the most advanced automatic weapons. Those automatic weapons have extremely fast firing rates and can pour out dense firepower like a rainstorm in an instant, which is enough to cover an area instantly; sniper rifles are extremely accurate and are equipped with high-power scopes and special ammunition. They can kill targets silently at long distances, like the scythe of the god of death, reaping lives invisibly; they may even carry heavy weapons such as portable rocket launchers. Once the portable rocket launchers are fired, the powerful destructive force is enough to turn solid fortifications into powder in an instant. Its power is like that of a small mobile artillery, which is terrifying.

They are good at jungle warfare and are notorious internationally. Their combat methods are extremely brutal and they often use any means to achieve their goals.

They are familiar with various jungle tactics and are good at using terrain to conduct covert raids, ambushes and sniping. They are ruthless in combat and have no mercy on civilians and non-combatants.

Judging from their previous movements and some clues, they are very likely to enter from the valley trail on the south side of the border. The terrain there is as complex as a maze, the dense woods are like a natural green barrier, and the rugged mountain roads are winding and twisting, hiding countless hiding places, all of which provide excellent and convenient conditions for their infiltration, as if it is an invasion channel tailor-made for them.

Li Fan studied the information carefully, frowning, his brain like a high-speed precision instrument, rapidly analyzing every piece of data and clue.

After careful consideration, his sharp eyes locked on a key valley road on the border, and he decisively decided to set up an ambush there.

"Brothers, this valley is the most likely route they'll take. The terrain here is extremely advantageous for us. The slopes on both sides are steep and rugged, and the path in the middle is narrow and cramped. We can use this natural pocket formation to catch them off guard and strike first. If they dare to step into this death trap, they'll never get out alive!"

He pointed at the marks on the map, his eyes revealing great decisiveness and confidence. The lines and marks on the map seemed to be the battlefield where they were about to fight a life-and-death battle. Every piece of terrain was deeply imprinted in his mind, becoming the key basis for him to formulate his battle plan.

The Wolf Warriors acted quickly and rushed to the designated ambush location in the valley without stopping.

Once there, the team members immediately plunged into the intense and orderly arrangement work.

Zhuang Yan led some team members to set trip mines and improvised explosive devices on the critical path.

He carefully hid the trip mine's fuse in the grass, his expression focused as if he were carving a rare treasure. He whispered, "Everyone, pay attention. Make sure the fuse is concealed so the enemy can't easily find it. This trip mine is our first line of defense, like a poisonous sting hidden in the dark. The slightest mistake could ruin all our efforts and allow the enemy to easily penetrate our defenses. So we must be extremely cautious."

His fingers moved gently and precisely, and every movement was full of professionalism and caution, as if he was performing a delicate operation that could not afford the slightest mistake.

Shi Sanba was responsible for directing the digging of hidden trenches. While giving orders, he personally waved the shovel, which flew up and down in his hands like a nimble dancer.

Sweat kept rolling down his forehead, dripping onto the ground beneath his feet and instantly absorbed by the dry dust.

He shouted, "Dig deeper! This trench is our vital shelter, a matter of life and death. It must not only provide adequate protection, but also ensure we have a good field of view and room for maneuver during combat. So, everyone, work harder!"

His voice was a little hoarse due to the effort, but every word was full of strength and determination, like a charge horn, inspiring the team members to move forward bravely.

Long Xiaoyun coordinated the layout of the firepower points. She stood nimbly on a high place, observing the surrounding terrain with an eagle's sharp eyes, and commanded the team members: "Set up another machine gun firepower point here to ensure that it can coordinate with all the ones on the left.

She stood nimbly on a high point, her eyes sharp as an eagle's as she observed the surrounding terrain. She directed her team members, "Set up another machine gun firing point here. Ensure it can form a crossfire with the firing point on the left, covering all areas of the key road. The machine gunners must pay attention to adjusting their firing angles to ensure that the fire is comprehensive. Once the battle begins, they must be able to continuously and steadily output powerful firepower to suppress the enemy's offensive momentum."

Her eyes were firm and calm, and her every gesture revealed the commanding demeanor of a general, like a female general on the battlefield, commanding thousands of troops in an orderly manner.

After everything was arranged, Li Fan once again emphasized discipline and combat points.

He lowered his voice and said seriously, "Everyone, listen carefully. From now on, maintain absolute silence and concealment. This is the key to our successful ambush of the enemy. Any movement could expose our position and allow the enemy to detect our intentions in advance. We must be like cheetahs hiding in the darkness, patiently waiting for our prey to fall into our trap."

Once mercenaries enter our ambush, follow my command and fire at full force without hesitation. In battle, cooperate closely, support each other, and protect yourselves and your comrades. We are one, the Wolf Warriors, an invincible force!

The team members nodded silently. They endured hunger, fatigue and mosquito bites and stayed at their posts.

Some soldiers, despite their rumbling stomachs, the sound was particularly clear in the silent valley, but they still held their weapons tightly, motionless, as if they had become one with the weapons in their hands; some soldiers' faces were covered with mosquito bites, the red and swollen lumps looked alarming, but they dared not even scratch them, for fear that even the slightest sound would reveal their target;

In that border valley, the atmosphere was as oppressive as the thick dark clouds before a storm, hanging heavily over every inch of land.

The surroundings were eerily quiet, with only the rustling of the grass in the breeze, as if whispering for the upcoming bloody battle.

The mercenary team was like a group of poisonous snakes stalking in the darkness, gradually approaching the valley.

They were fully aware of the danger of this mission and acted extremely cautiously, sending scouts ahead of the team to conduct detailed reconnaissance.

These scouts were dressed in camouflage uniforms, their faces covered with camouflage paint, and they scanned their surroundings vigilantly. They crouched down and moved lightly through the grass and woods, not missing any corner where danger might be hidden.

Sometimes they stop and prick up their ears to listen to the movements around them. Their ears are like sensitive radars, capturing even the slightest sound. Sometimes they squat down and carefully check whether there are any unusual traces on the ground, or gently part the grass to see if there are any signs of being moved. Their professionalism and alertness are evident.

The Wolf Warriors were already on full alert. With their sophisticated camouflage and concealment techniques, they cleverly blended into the surrounding environment.

The team members were wearing special camouflage uniforms, lying in the grass, and covered with carefully selected branches and leaves. From a distance, they blended in with nature, as if they were just an ordinary forest or grass.

They lurked quietly, breathing extremely slowly, even their heartbeats seemed to be deliberately suppressed, and they successfully avoided the detection of the mercenary scouts.

At this time, the tense atmosphere in the valley became increasingly intense, like a taut string, which would trigger a shocking explosion with just a slight touch.

Both sides were waiting for the best opportunity to strike in this silence, just like two peerless masters confronting each other in secret. Whoever revealed a flaw first might fall into an irretrievable situation.

Li Fan was lying on a hidden vantage point, behind a huge rock half-hidden by dense vegetation. The position was perfect, allowing him to have a panoramic view of the situation in the valley while not being easily noticed by the enemy.

He held the telescope tightly in his hand, observing the enemy's movements closely through the telescope without blinking.

His eyes were deep and calm, like a bottomless lake. Beneath the calm surface, his mind was actually working at a high speed.

He silently calculated the distance between the enemy and the ambush circle in his mind, accurately estimating the best time to launch the attack. Every piece of data flashed through his mind rapidly, like a sophisticated computer performing complex calculations.