The Age of the Wolf Pack Tyrant

Some of the wolf pack veterans understood Funan dialect. When they heard Chen Jun asking everyone over the radio, someone quickly provided a simple summary and translation.

"The man was pleading with the soldiers not to harm his wife and children."

"The soldiers kept asking the man if the villagers were the ones who helped the government troops find them, because after the government troops arrived, the whole village disappeared, leaving only his family of three."

"Those soldiers are now accusing them of opposing the Red government forces and sentencing their entire family of three to death."

Before Di Huo could finish explaining, two gunshots rang out from the village.

Chen Jun's attention was drawn back to the village, where he saw one of the soldiers fire a shot, killing the woman and the child.

They were all shot in the head.

They deliberately made the bound man witness the horrific deaths of his wife and children before shooting him in the head amidst his heart-wrenching screams.

"Captain, didn't you arrive? What are you waiting for? Why aren't you rescuing them?"

Looking at Xing Tian through a telescope from a distance, he could not accept such brutality and angrily questioned him loudly over the radio.

"We are mercenaries, not angels. Keep the radio quiet."

The captain's tone was devoid of emotion, like that of a heartless machine, before he finally gave the order: "Everyone, report your position status."

"Big Bear is in position!"

"Cowboys, get ready!"

"Primer in place!"

"Butcher, take your positions!"

"Pressure switch in place!"

……

"Chen Jun is in position."

At this moment, Chen Jun's feelings were also very complicated. After all, it was the first time he had experienced the cruelty of war. Hearing everyone reporting over the radio, he could only suppress his complicated feelings and report along with them.

After the hug, he felt something was off; only he and Xing Tian were still calling each other by their real names.

"Looks like I need to get a code name too. It feels awkward to always use my real name, and it's not very safe either, as it's easy for people to find out my identity."

Chen Jun thought to himself, but for a moment he didn't know what code name would be appropriate.

After all, a code name will follow you for life, so you can't just pick one randomly. It has to be imposing enough and fit you perfectly.

While Chen Jun was pondering over a code name, the captain had already issued a new order.

"Three assault teams to clear the people inside the building. Fast and slow speed, the people exposed outside are yours. Move out!"

At Captain Roger's command, the wolf mercenaries who had been silently lurking around the village suddenly bared their fangs and pounced on the enemy.

The first to fire was the sniper with the quick-fire machine gun.

Holding the HK company's MSG90 semi-automatic sniper rifle designed for the military, he rhythmically fired 7.62×51mm NATO standard rifle rounds at exposed targets in the distant village.

Supported by an effective firing range of 800 meters, the exposed Red government soldiers fell one by one, spurting blood from their chests and heads like burning red fairy wands.

Because of the silencer, the sound of the gun was almost imperceptible at a distance.

In addition, the sniper's firing technique was extremely sophisticated, with each shot occurring less than a second apart.

After six of the village's soldiers were killed, the remaining Red soldiers finally realized that snipers were targeting them.

Not knowing the sniper's exact location, we could only fire randomly into the woods where the shots were coming from.

The firepower of dozens of people firing was quite intense; even when they were firing randomly, bullets would still fly over.

When some bullets whizzed past Xing Tian's head, he heard a whooshing sound as they pierced the air, which terrified him so much that he immediately buryed his head in the sand like an ostrich.

He buried his head tightly under the roots of a large tree, afraid of being hit by a stray bullet.

"The enemy is firing blindly and can't see us. Why are you hiding? You're the cover man, you have to protect me. Get up and keep an eye on the front line, you idiot."

Snipers need cover hands for protection and observation, and Xing Tian's serious dereliction of duty greatly displeased the sniper.

Xing Tian felt a little embarrassed after being scolded, and forced himself to stick his head out despite his fear. As soon as he set up the gun, he put his eyes on the scope.

Then I saw someone on the other side pull out a big tube, and the target was right in the woods.

"RPG!"

Xing Tian let out a scream in fright and buried his head back down.

"Boom!"

A loud bang shook the ground.

The rocket exploded twenty or thirty meters away, and the debris and dirt it kicked up flew over and fell on Xing Tian like rain.

"Damn it, I thought it would be safe in the distance, but it's safe my ass."

Xing Tian brushed the dirt and leaves off his head, looked up, and was about to scold the sniper for his low-level sniping skills, which allowed him to make the rocket launcher fire in his direction.

A light, airy voice came from above: "The rocket launcher has been destroyed, stop being a turtle."

"Damn it, this is going to kill me."

Xing Tian's words were blocked and stuck in his throat, so he could only grit his teeth and show himself again, raising his gun to aim and looking for a threatening target.

Even at a distance of over 200 meters, Xing Tian was in such danger, almost being hit by a rocket.

Another new recruit, Chen Jun, was a close-quarters assault operative who faced dangers at least ten times greater than Xing Tian's.

After the battle started, everyone rushed in.

Butcher, Big Buck, Vanguard, Bottom Fire, and others pounced into the village like wolves, quickly slaughtering any visible targets.

No one on the battlefield would spare the energy to take care of Chen Jun, who was running at the very back.

They need teammates, not burdens.

If Chen Jun were to die in this battle, it would only prove that he was a useless burden, and they would feel no remorse whatsoever.

Seeing everyone run out without any hesitation, Chen Jun guessed what they were thinking.

"Damn it, the first to strike wins, the last to strike suffers. Hiding in the back like a coward will probably lead to an even faster death. It's better to charge with the main force."

Chen Jun was genuinely a little scared that a dozen or so people were going to attack more than a hundred people, but he didn't want to die, so he could only comfort himself and charge forward.

Because the village covers a fairly large area, there are hundreds of houses densely clustered together.

These houses are all self-built without any pattern. No one knows where the windows and doors will be, let alone where there might be a space to hide in some nook or cranny.

Therefore, even if someone makes a breakthrough ahead, it is not necessarily safe to follow behind.

Chen Jun specifically chose what he considered to be the most formidable butcher, advancing along the path he had slain, praying that he would not encounter any enemies along the way and could finish the battle peacefully.

However, Chen Jun's idea was too optimistic.

Following the butcher into the village, less than twenty meters in, Chen Jun witnessed firsthand the red soldiers appearing in the houses on both sides being completely slaughtered by the butcher.

As he followed, a gun barrel suddenly appeared from the pile of firewood on the left.