Imprisoning the Black Moonlight

At four in the morning, the mountains and valleys of northern Myanmar were shrouded in silence and tranquility.

Suddenly, a swarm of drones launched a surprise attack from above, spreading out in all directions, and explosions resounded throughout the military camp.

Five minutes later, the ground combat troops arrived, and the heavily armed government forces surged in from all directions like a tidal wave. In an instant, smoke filled the air, bullets rained down, and submachine guns, rocket launchers, and sniper positions were directly destroyed by drones.

The local armed forces had been entrenched in this area for many years and had never seen such a large-scale battle. Why did the regular army suddenly come out with such a destructive force? The entire military camp and several nearby military outposts were all wiped out.

Even though they had made preparations in advance, breaking up into smaller groups, and even though some of their combatants had already entered the villages and mountains, it was no use going anywhere given the enemy's relentless fighting style. They could only grit their teeth and have everyone come out to fight on.

Half an hour after the ground troops entered the battle, they pinned down and eliminated most of the enemy's manpower. Fighter jets descended from the sky, circling in groups over the village. They lowered their elevators, and special forces teams, fully equipped with the most advanced combat gear in the world, entered the designated combat area in formation, surrounded the largest building in the village, climbed over the wall, sniped all the guards, and circled around to approach the main building.

At this moment, the beast, already in battle mode, showed no fear on its face, exuding a chilling killing intent. It occupied the best position and commanded its subordinates to launch a counterattack.

He only needs to hold out for half an hour, and reinforcements will arrive.

This time, he underestimated his enemy. He thought that since the Wu family had just come to power, they wouldn't dare to mobilize a large army and risk provoking a civil war in northern Myanmar. He thought that Hong Jin would at most bring a small assault team to snatch people. He had calculated everything, but he hadn't expected that Hong Jin would actually use a direct strategy, openly deploying regular troops to launch a blitzkrieg.

Through the Bluetooth headset, he heard battle reports from various combat teams. Behind him was his little moon. The man's eyes were bloodshot as he dialed his uncle's number.

"Hey! Ah Han, what's wrong?"

"Uncle, Wu Meng led his men to bomb my military camp, and now they've surrounded the village. It looks like they want to capture me alive."

There was a brief silence on the other end.

"Why did you provoke Wu Meng? I just finished discussing military-political cooperation with his father, and you two kids are already at each other's throats?"

“I’ve been at odds with him for a long time.” Nuohan gritted his teeth in hatred. “He’s in cahoots with Hong Jin. I’m mortal enemies with Hong Jin.”

"Wu Meng mobilized troops just to get rid of you? I even gave the 101st Division a heads-up, and now my men are going to fight my own nephew?"

"If you're getting senile, you should retire early to avoid dragging me down with you." Nuohan was furious when he heard his uncle's gloating words.

"Alright, I still need to save up more money for you, you spendthrift son. Just stay put, I'll send someone to pick you up!"

After hanging up the phone, Nuohan instructed his men through the earpiece to avoid direct confrontation, preserve their strength, and maneuver into the rainforest. Then, he turned around, looked at Little Moon trembling behind him, and offered a faint, reassuring smile.

"Don't be afraid, I'll get you away from here soon."

Yao Gongyue dug her long nail clippers into her palms, her beautiful eyes misting over. "Is Hong Jin here? You'd better run, he'll kill you."

A fleeting look of melancholy crossed the man's eyes, his eyelashes trembled, and he gently brushed away a tear from her cheek with his thumb. "Even if it means death, I will never let you go to him."

"Nuohan, you saved me, I don't want you to die, but I can't just watch you kill Hong Jin. Please stop, okay? Run!"

boom!

The huge French window was shattered by a special forces soldier who descended from the sky with a single rope. Then, one after another, brave and fearless soldiers rushed in from outside, firing as they charged. Several snipers in the surrounding area were killed.

They were all dressed the same, so their faces were completely obscured, and their figures were similar. Yao Gongyue couldn't tell whether Hong Jin was among them, so she could only let Nuohan carry her to the rooftop.

The rearguard engaged in fierce fighting with the pursuing assault team. Three minutes after they reached the rooftop, an unmarked military helicopter flew over and lowered ropes.

"Moon, come up!" Nuohan urged the girl who was standing there motionless to come over, holding the rope with one hand.

"No, Nuohan, I'm not leaving, you run!" Yao Gongyue shook her head and kept backing away.

"Moon, listen to me, come here!" The man's reddened eyes flashed with a momentary ferocity as he gritted his teeth to suppress his overwhelming rage.

"No... um~"

Before she could finish speaking, the man rushed over, pulled her into his arms, and slowly ascended with the helicopter.

"Yuebao!" Almost three meters off the ground, Hong Jin's long-absent voice, like the roar of a beast from the deep mountains, came from below. Seeing the girl about to enter the cabin, he suddenly rushed down without regard for anything else.

boom!

Without the slightest hesitation, Hong Jin calculated the angle and shot Nuohan through the shoulder. The sudden, sharp pain was almost a reflex. The man's arms, which had been holding her waist, loosened, and the girl in his arms fell like a flower in the wind.

Yao Gongyue thought she was going to die. With her eyes closed and her mind blank, she suddenly fell into a strong embrace. The man caught her, rolled her around twice to absorb the huge impact, and held her steadily in his arms.

"Yuebao, are you hurt? Does it hurt anywhere?" The man, who had just sat up, nervously pulled down his black mask, revealing his handsome features. His reddened eyes looked her up and down.

Yao Gongyue felt a dull ache in her head and mechanically shook her head.

Seeing that she was alright, the man suddenly turned around and shouted behind him, "Ah Meng, bring the rocket launchers together, fire them all at once, shoot down that helicopter, blow it to smithereens!"

"No!" Suddenly, Yao Gongyue grabbed the man who was on the verge of exploding with rage. "Don't kill him! He saved me! Don't kill him!"

Hong Jin almost thought he had misheard. In disbelief, he turned around, his sinister wolf-like eyes fixed on her pale face, as white as mutton fat jade. At this moment, the sky was already tinged with a faint white, and in the hazy light, she was still breathtakingly beautiful. But at this moment, this beauty was like torture, slowly torturing his heart.

The girl's delicate eyelashes trembled in the breeze, glistening with tears. Her beautiful eyebrows and eyes were broken, her face was pale, and her lips were bloodless. She seemed about to fall, as if she would be blown away by the wind at any moment. Yet, her hands gripped his trouser leg tightly, her tearful eyes pleading as she shook her head and said, "Please."

The man tilted his head back, closed his eyes, and gritted his teeth. "Ah Meng, are you deaf?"

"No, don't kill him!" Yao Gongyue cried out in panic. She pulled on his clothes and struggled to her feet. She threw herself into the man's arms, hugged his neck, and kept burying herself in his embrace. "I want to go home, Hong Jin, take me home."

The man's face darkened further. He placed his hands under her armpits and pulled her out, his neck stiffening. "I'm going to kill him today."

"No, he saved me, I owe him this. If you kill him, I'll owe him this debt for the rest of my life." Yao Gongyue was like a sloth, her upper body pulled away, but her legs wrapped around him again, acting completely unreasonable.

"If I don't kill him today, he'll be pointing a gun at my head tomorrow." The man was furious, gritting his teeth as he tried to remove the little thing stuck to his body.

"But he saved me in the red-light district, I can't let him die because of me, can I? I can't repay his kindness, so do I have to repay him with my body... um..." Before she could finish speaking, her mouth was blocked by the man. His kiss was domineering and fierce, deliberately meant to punish her. Yao Gongyue was pinned down by his hand, with one hand on her waist and the other on the back of her head. She had nowhere to hide and could only be forced to endure the man's anger.