My grandfather's mother Li Yunlong beat up Langya at the beginning

Thanks to the heroic fighting of the Wolf Warriors, the mercenaries' fierce counterattack was successfully repelled.

The smoke slowly cleared, leaving the battlefield a deadly silence. The pungent smell of gunpowder and the rich, bloody air intertwined, filling every inch of the air. Severed limbs lay scattered like broken dolls, and wisps of smoke rose from the scorched earth, like the resentment of the fallen.

At this time, the tired but alert Wolf Warriors began to clean up the battlefield carefully.

A team member keenly discovered a strangely shaped communication device with complex wiring beside a pile of rubble. His bell-like cry instantly broke the silence of the battlefield: "Captain, there's something strange here!"

Li Fan, hearing the sound, rushed over like an arrow from a bow. He crouched down, his eyes instantly sharp as a hawk's, as if he could penetrate the outer shell of the device and see every secret. He carefully examined the communication device, noting that it was vastly different from ordinary mercenary equipment.

The highly encrypted signal transmission device was like a mysterious black box, concealing countless unspeakable messages. The tiny symbols engraved on the device's casing resembled the secret codes of some ancient, mysterious organization, exuding a chilling aura.

The connection method of the lines is even more complicated, and the technical level is definitely beyond the reach of ordinary mercenaries. It is obviously the result of a professional and high-end military design.

Soon after, the team members found some pieces of paper covered with strange symbols and numbers. Those symbols seemed like ancient codes, with no pattern at all. They were like the whispers of the devil, trying to confuse everyone who tried to decipher them.

There are also some small trackers that are deliberately hidden. The indicator lights of the trackers are still flashing faintly, as if they are sending some kind of signal silently, like a ghost in the dark conveying evil instructions.

Li Fan frowned, his brain working like a high-speed supercomputer. With the keen insight he had acquired through years of battle and his high alertness to all kinds of conspiracies and intrigues, he had a strong premonition.

This might only be a portion of the enemy's forces, perhaps hiding a greater conspiracy behind them. These seemingly scattered clues, like pieces of a puzzle, while they still couldn't form a complete picture, were enough to make him realize that things were far from simple, like a huge undercurrent surging beneath the calm surface of the sea.

"Collect all these things carefully and hand them over to the technical staff in the rear immediately. Let them crack and analyze them as soon as possible." Li Fan stood up, his expression as serious as stone, and ordered.

The team members acted quickly, like well-trained robotic arms, properly packed the suspicious items and sent people to deliver them to the rear as quickly as possible.

Upon receiving the mission, the technicians in the rear immediately threw themselves into the intense work of cracking and analyzing the intelligence. They used various advanced technologies, like a group of warriors blazing their way through the digital world. After hours of hard work, they finally made a significant discovery.

The technician, looking exhausted but as excited as a child, reported to Li Fan, "Captain, through cracking the communication equipment and analyzing the intelligence, we learned that another group of enemies is secretly transporting drugs into the country through the small roads on the east side of the border. They are trying to take advantage of the chaotic situation we are fighting with the mercenaries to get through.

Intercepted information suggests this enemy group is well-organized and well-equipped, and the drugs they're transporting are enormous. If they succeed, the consequences will be disastrous. Their routes are extremely covert, and they're protected by numerous mercenaries. This appears to be a meticulously planned, large-scale drug trafficking operation, like a vast, cloaked network.

Li Fan's eyes flashed with determination, like a sharp blade unsheathed. Without hesitation, he shouted, "All members of the Wolf Warrior Squad, assemble immediately! We can't let these drug traffickers succeed. We must head to the eastern border to intercept them."

The team members quickly assembled, their eyes also burning with determination and resolve, like a group of steel warriors about to rush to the battlefield.

Li Fan led the Wolf Warriors on a relentless march towards the eastern border. The road conditions they faced were extremely harsh, requiring them to cross rugged mountain roads and dense jungles.

The mountain path twisted and turned, strewn with sharp rocks and deep ravines. The rocks were like ferocious fangs, and the ravines like the maw of a demon. A single careless move could result in a twisted ankle or even a fall into the ravine, beyond recovery. The team members supported each other and moved forward cautiously, each step fraught with difficulty, as if walking a tightrope with an endless abyss beneath their feet.

The jungle is full of dangers. The dense branches and leaves are like a huge dark green curtain, blocking the sunlight, making the vision extremely blurred, and hiding all kinds of unknown dangers.

The venomous snake quietly shuttled through the grass, its cold scales flashing with a cold light, and from time to time it spit out its tongue, making a creepy hissing sound, as if it was a countdown to death;

Poisonous spiders weave dense webs between branches, with the remains of previously captured insects hanging on the webs, like a terrifying death trap, waiting for their prey to fall into the trap;

And then there was the swamp hidden in the darkness. Once you fell into it, you would be like a trapped animal in a quagmire, sinking deeper and deeper, unable to extricate yourself. The swamp exuded a foul odor, and bubbles constantly emerged from the mire, making soft popping sounds when they burst, like the gentle humming of a swamp demon.

However, the Wolf Warriors showed no intention of retreating.

With their tenacious will and outstanding wilderness survival skills, they overcame numerous difficulties like a group of fearless pioneers.

Li Fan first found a thick branch and thrust it into the swamp. Like a spear probing the unknown, he felt for a safe path. Then he shouted, "Everyone, follow my steps. Don't panic. Pay attention to where you step."

One by one, the team members advanced slowly along the path he had opened up. Although their clothes were soaked with sweat and fatigue was constantly invading their bodies like a tide, their steps were always firm and powerful, as if they were measuring the land of their motherland and would not allow any retreat.

During their forced march, they encountered a small group of blocking forces left by some mercenaries. These mercenaries were hiding in the woods on both sides of the road, like ghosts hidden in the darkness, and suddenly launched an attack.

Bullets rained down on the Wolf Warriors, whizzing past them. The sharp whistling sounded like the laughter of death.

From the enemy's perspective, this mercenary group had been ordered to set an ambush. Their leader, "Scorpion," wore a cold expression, his eyes gleaming with cruelty and cunning. He was secretly calculating, "If we can just hold off these Chinese soldiers for a while until the drug convoy passes safely, our mission will be accomplished. They look tired, so they shouldn't be too difficult to deal with."

The mercenaries held their weapons tightly in their hands, as if the weapons were their lifeblood. They stared nervously through the scope at the approaching Wolf Warriors, their fingers lightly on the triggers, like hunters waiting for their prey to take the bait.

Li Fan reacted quickly, his resounding voice echoing across the battlefield like a bell: "Don't panic, seek cover, and fight back!"

The team members immediately dispersed, using the surrounding trees and boulders as cover and engaged in fierce firefight with the enemy.

Leng Feng was quick-witted and agile. The moment the enemy opened fire, he rolled sideways, dodging the fatal blow like a nimble dancer, and hid behind a large tree. His movements were seamless, without the slightest delay, while he quickly observed the enemy's firepower distribution.

He found that the enemy's firepower was mainly concentrated in the front, so he decided to attack from the side. He lowered his body and shuttled through the woods like a nimble cheetah.

His footsteps were so light that they seemed to be barely touching the ground. He calculated the distance and angle to the enemy with every step. When he approached the enemy's flank, he knelt on one knee and raised the sniper rifle steadily in his hand. The sniper rifle seemed to be part of his body, integrated with him.

He took a deep breath and pulled the trigger. "Bang!" A crisp gunshot rang out, and a mercenary's head exploded instantly, his brains splattering on the leaves nearby. The scene was like a bloody oil painting.

Zhuang Yan led a group of his team around the left flank. They advanced cautiously through the woods, trying to be as quiet as possible, like assassins in the dark night. Their eyes were focused and calm, and they monitored their surroundings with every step.

When they approached the enemy's flank, Zhuang Yan made a gesture, which was like a silent command, and the team members launched an attack at the same time.

Bullets shot at the enemy like meteors, catching the mercenaries off guard and throwing them into disarray. One mercenary tried to turn and fire back, but Zhuang Yan shot him in the arm. His gun fell to the ground, and he screamed in pain, a cry that echoed through the woods like the wail of a demon.

Shi Sanba led another group of team members to encircle the enemy from the right. Using the boulders as cover, they gradually approached the enemy, like a cheetah lurking in the dark. As they advanced, Shi Sanba commanded his team members:

"Keep your distance, don't expose your target, and fire at my signal." His voice was deep and powerful, like the steady beat of a drum. When they reached the right position, Shi Sanba shouted, "Fire!" The sound exploded like thunder, and immediately, dense gunfire rang out from the right.

The enemy was caught in the middle and was in a desperate situation, struggling frantically like a wild beast trapped in a cage.

During the fierce battle, a team member was unfortunately injured. His arm was grazed by the enemy's bullet and blood was flowing down his arm. The blood was like bright red silk dancing in the wind, but he still gritted his teeth and insisted on fighting. He shouted loudly: "I'm fine, don't worry about me, destroy the enemy first!" There was determination and indomitable spirit in his eyes, as if declaring the fearlessness of the Wolf Warrior to the enemy.

When the other team members saw their comrades injured, anger surged in their hearts like a burning flame, and they fought even bravely.