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

After a difficult journey, the Wolf Warriors finally found their target in a hidden valley near the border - the enemy team that was transporting drugs.

In the valley, the enemies were busy moving around like ants, and it was roughly estimated that there were no less than a hundred of them.

They were extremely well-equipped, each wearing heavy bulletproof vests. The metal coating on the surface of the vests flashed a cold and captivating light under the sunlight, as if silently telling of its powerful protective power.

He held an advanced assault rifle tightly in his hand, the paint job on the gun body was exquisite, and the cold luster revealed a deadly aura. His waist was hung with grenades of various types, and the safety pins on the grenades swayed slightly with the enemy's movements, just like the deadly scythe in the hands of the god of death that could fall at any time.

They meticulously placed numerous secret outposts at key locations in the valley. Like ghosts lurking in the shadows, or hidden behind boulders, they kept their sharp, hawk-like eyes visible through the narrow cracks between the rocks, warily scanning their surroundings for any movement.

Or they may hide at the top of a big tree, cleverly camouflaging themselves with the dense branches and leaves, like a bird of prey ready to pounce. As long as the prey accidentally steps into their territory, they will not hesitate to launch a fatal attack.

In addition, the defensive positions built by the enemy were extremely solid. The bunkers made of sandbags were crisscrossed, and the sandbags were densely covered with bullet holes left by past battles. They were like a history book of war, silently recording the fierce confrontation that had taken place here.

The barbed wire was surrounded by layers, and the sharp barbs on the wire flashed ferociously in the sun, forming a daunting and insurmountable line of death.

Li Fan quickly led his team members to hide in the woods surrounding the valley. His eyes were as sharp as a hawk locking onto its prey. Through the gaps between the dense branches and leaves, he meticulously observed the enemy's every move.

He knew very well that the enemy before him was not only powerful but also had a tight defense deployment. Any mistake could lead to a complete defeat and his side would suffer heavy casualties.

After a brief but intense thought, he lowered his voice and calmly and firmly assigned the combat mission to the team members: "Leng Feng, you lead a group of players to bypass the left side of the valley, making full use of the complex terrain there, and quietly approach the enemy's rear like a ghost in the dark night.

Once the battle begins, their retreat must be cut off as quickly as possible. Remember, not a single enemy should be allowed to escape.

Zhuang Yan, you and Shi Sanba will lead Teams Two and Three, respectively, to attack from the left and right fronts. Your mission is to draw the enemy's attention, disrupt their overall deployment, and create favorable opportunities for the other teams. I will lead the rest of the team in climbing down the steep cliffs on the right side of the valley, striking directly at the enemy's heart like a divine force descending from the sky.

Everyone must remember that our primary goal in this operation is to destroy the enemy's drug transport team and capture as many of them alive as possible to obtain more valuable intelligence. All teams must maintain close communication during the operation and strictly adhere to the plan!

Upon hearing the order, the team members nodded firmly. Their eyes burned with blazing determination and unconditional trust in their captain, as if conveying this conviction through their eyes: "Captain, even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, we will follow you without hesitation until the very end!"

Following Li Fan's order, the Wolf Warrior Squad, like a precision-operated war machine, quickly launched a fierce attack according to the established plan.

In an instant, the tranquility of the valley was broken by deafening gunshots, and the smoke quickly spread like a thick haze.

Leng Feng led a group of team members through the woods on the left side of the valley. Their footsteps were as light as floating on the water, yet they were fast and agile, without making any sound that could reveal their whereabouts.

They cleverly used the shadows of the trees and the undulating terrain to perfectly blend their bodies into this natural barrier, just like a group of ninjas who had become one with nature, quietly approaching the enemy's rear.

When they successfully bypassed the enemy's rear, Leng Feng took the lead. He knelt on one knee, holding the sniper rifle that seemed to be in tune with his soul, his posture steady and resolute.

He placed the butt of the gun firmly on his shoulder, his cheek pressed against the gun, and his eyes looked through the scope like a high-precision scanner, quickly and accurately locking onto several guards behind the enemy.

At this moment, the valley seemed to have fallen into an extreme silence, with only the sound of Leng Feng's steady breathing and the subtle movement of his finger lightly on the trigger.

As he pulled the trigger with a little force, "Bang! Bang! Bang!" several crisp and penetrating gunshots broke the silence of the valley. Several guards behind the enemy fell down without even having time to scream.

Their heads exploded instantly like ripe watermelons hit by a sledgehammer with all its force, and their brains splattered like fountains onto the surrounding land. The scene was bloody and cruel.

These gunshots were like the exciting horns that officially marked the start of the battle, opening up a path to victory for the team members.

Immediately afterwards, the team members rushed towards the enemy's transport vehicles like a tiger descending from the mountain, and engaged in fierce close combat with the enemy.

The second and third groups led by Zhuang Yan and Shi Sanba launched attacks simultaneously from the left and right sides of the front.

They advanced cautiously, skillfully using trees and boulders as natural cover and firing alternately.

Zhuang Yan held his head high and shouted, "Brothers, hit hard! Don't give the enemy any chance to breathe! Let them taste the power of our War Wolves!"

His voice echoed in the valley like waves of thunder, greatly boosting the morale of the team members.

The team members came out of their hiding places one after another, their eyes firm and cold, and they quickly aimed and shot at the enemy.

The flames ejected from the muzzles were like blazing scythes of death, ruthlessly reaping the lives of the enemy.

The enemy was stunned and thrown into disarray by the sudden and fierce attack, but they were well-trained fighters after all. They quickly recovered from their panic and launched a tenacious resistance relying on their solid defensive positions.

For a moment, bullets whizzed past the positions of both sides like dense raindrops. Each bullet was accompanied by a sharp sound of breaking through the air, splashing up clouds of dust, as if a deadly sandstorm was sweeping over.

During the charge, a team member was unfortunately hit in the leg by an enemy bullet. He groaned in pain and his body instantly lost balance and fell forward. However, with his tenacious perseverance and persistent belief in fighting, he managed to support his body with the gun in his hand and did not fall down.

His eyes were bloodshot from pain, but the unwavering determination within them was like a burning torch: "Even if I die here, I'll take a few more enemies with me! We can't let them underestimate our Wolf Warrior Squad!"

Li Fan led the rest of the team members to climb the nearly vertical cliff on the right side of the valley. The steep cliff was covered with rocks as sharp as knives and stones that could loosen and slide down at any time. If they were not careful, they would fall into the bottomless abyss and be smashed to pieces.

But the team members were not afraid at all. Relying on the superb rock climbing skills acquired through hard training and the iron-like perseverance, they approached the bottom of the valley step by step, difficult but determined.

Li Fan led the way, his hands like iron pliers, tightly grasping the cracks in the rocks. Every time he exerted force, the blue veins on his hands bulged like angry earthworms, as if he wanted to crush the rocks to pieces.

His feet were firmly on the protruding stones. Under his powerful stomping force, the stones seemed to be trembling in pain, as if they would collapse in the next second due to the pressure.

Every move he made was a perfect combination of strength and skill, like a gecko walking freely on a cliff, flexible and steady, setting an example of courage to the team members.

When they finally reached the bottom of the valley after going through untold hardships, they were right in the enemy's core area.

Li Fan raised his head and shouted to the sky: "Kill!" The voice resounded through the valley like a loud bell, and he rushed towards the enemy like an arrow.

The submachine gun in his hand roared wildly in an instant, and bullets shot towards the enemy as densely as meteors chasing the moon.

His figure was as fast as lightning, moving freely among the enemies. Wherever he went, the enemies fell down like wheat being cut.

Sometimes he would turn sideways and narrowly avoid the enemy's bullets by a hair's breadth. The bullets would fly past the corners of his clothes, bringing up a gust of scorching hot wind, as if it was the sigh of the god of death passing by. Sometimes he would leap high and kill the enemy in the air like a god of war. His body would spin gracefully in the air like a dancing god of death, and the gun in his hand would continuously spew out angry flames. Each bullet carried his endless anger towards the enemy and his firm defense of justice.

Under his heroic leadership, the team members also fought bravely and engaged in a desperate battle with the enemy.

However, just as the battle entered a white-hot stage, an unexpected situation suddenly occurred.

As the enemy was retreating step by step, they cruelly pushed a hostage out from a hidden corner.

To everyone's shock, the hostage turned out to be a young child.

The child's face was full of fear, tears welled up in his eyes, and his body was trembling like a frightened deer.

The child's mouth was tightly blocked with a piece of rag, and he could only make a faint "wuwu" sound.

One of the enemy leaders hid behind the child, put a gun to the child's head, and shouted frantically: "Stop it! Otherwise I will kill this child!"

This sudden change put the members of the Wolf Warrior team in a dilemma.

Their hearts were filled with anger and helplessness. On the one hand, they had to ensure the safety of the hostages, and on the other hand, they could not give up attacking the enemy.

A trace of anger and determination flashed in Li Fan's eyes. He knew that he had to deal with it calmly at this moment, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous.

He raised his hand slightly, signaling his team members to stop the attack, and shouted, "Don't be impulsive! Hurting innocent children will do you no good!"

The enemy leader sneered, "Hmph! Stop talking nonsense! Make way for me and let me take this kid away, or I'll shoot you immediately!"

The two sides fell into a brief stalemate. The air in the valley seemed to freeze. Only the faint cries of the children echoed in the silence. Each cry was like a heavy hammer, hitting the hearts of the team members hard.