Ace Special Forces in Movies and TV Shows

Chapter 0092: Another... Fuel Added to the Fire

Jeeps overloaded by more than 70% sped across the open grassland.

"Squad leader, I still don't understand, why did you deliberately provoke the reconnaissance battalion?" Ma Xiaoshuai thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out. Not only him, but the other five people also couldn't figure it out.

The division's reconnaissance battalion was already ruthless enough in pursuing and annihilating them, but they deliberately provoked them—did they really think the reinforced division's reconnaissance battalion was made of mud?

"Would you believe me if I said I was just venting my anger?" Zheng Yingqi said with a smile.

They all shook their heads; of course, no one believed them.

Zheng Yingqi said, "Old A, leading the divisional reconnaissance battalion, must have been very well prepared for this assessment. Even if we find the right direction and the right place by just relying on a few verbally mentioned signs, we'll still be chased like dogs. Since that's the case, we might as well take the initiative and get the divisional reconnaissance battalion moving, and we'll look for opportunities in the process."

"Furthermore, even if we don't provoke the reconnaissance battalion, will they go easy on us?"

Ma Xiaoshuai said confidently, "Of course not. These guys beat us really badly, how could they possibly hold back?"

"Since you won't hold back, wouldn't it be nice to provoke and provoke them to vent your anger?" Zheng Yingqi retorted.

Everyone imagined the reaction of the cadets in the reconnaissance battalion upon seeing the note, and they all exclaimed in unison, "Awesome!"

Of course it was awesome! The deputy battalion commander of the reconnaissance battalion was tied up, his throat was slit, a booby trap was left behind, the rescue team was wiped out, and he even left behind that satisfying message—how could it not be awesome?

Zheng Yingqi chuckled: "Now, it's time to pay for the 'fun'!"

"What do you mean?" Ma Xiaoshuai and the others looked at Zheng Yingqi in confusion.

"It's been almost twenty minutes. The reconnaissance battalion must have found the traces we left behind and should be catching up with us now. So, you should run away," Zheng Yingqi said with a smile.

"And what about you, class monitor?"

"Me? I'll lead them around for a bit longer. You guys run in this direction and find a good hiding place. Wang Hui, Meng Kai, remember to leave me some landmarks so I can find you later," Zheng Yingqi said casually.

"Boss, you want to lure the division's reconnaissance camp away?" Meng Kai understood Zheng Yingqi's meaning.

"It's not about distracting them, it's about luring them in another direction so they won't keep pestering us," Zheng Yingqi explained.

"Squad leader, be careful."

"Boss, we're waiting for you."

"Thanks, bro!"

Ma Xiaoshuai and Meng Kai sincerely said that when Zheng Yingqi gave an OK sign, he stepped on the gas and sped off. He made it sound so easy, but the Division Reconnaissance Battalion wasn't stupid. If they wanted to fool someone, they certainly couldn't do it so easily.

Zheng Yingqi kept a close eye on the time and the movements behind him. In order to avoid being caught up by the angry reconnaissance battalion, he changed direction abruptly several times. After about ten minutes, he felt that it was time and decided to slip away.

As was customary, the division's reconnaissance battalion needed to be made even more frustrated, so he wrote a note in a crooked and messy manner:

[Thank you to the brothers from the Detective Battalion for seeing me off all the way—your enthusiasm made me so excited that I forgot when I got off the bus!]

Surprised? Didn't expect the trio to get off the bus early?

By the way, did you guys spend ages looking for booby traps? Don't worry, we didn't set any this time. I was just worried you'd be on guard against booby traps—haha, what a waste of time!

By the way, as your comrade-in-arms, I must warn you: never let anger cloud your judgment. The consequence of such a judgment is what you've done. Sigh, the reconnaissance battalion, which has half of the division's elite soldiers, is not as good as any company in our 703rd Reconnaissance Battalion!

By the way, if the car breaks down, ask Old A for repair costs. My meager salary as a second-class sergeant definitely won't be enough!

After writing the note, Zheng Yingqi couldn't help but chuckle mischievously—the 703rd Regiment's buddy was in big trouble; he wondered what kind of ruthless punishment the Division Reconnaissance Battalion would inflict on the 703rd Regiment's second-class sergeant!

He pressed the note down in a place where it could be seen at a glance, then used a wooden stick to press down the accelerator. After adjusting the direction, Zheng Yingqi took a deep breath and jumped off the car.

The unmanned jeep stubbornly sped along in a fixed direction at a constant speed. Zheng Yingqi chuckled and muttered to himself, "Don't blame me for being too ruthless, brother, this is a battlefield..."

Touching his empty stomach, Zheng Yingqi spotted a direction and started running quickly. He would need to run about 9 kilometers to reach the place where he had left Meng Kai and Ma Xiaoshuai, and he would also have to carefully avoid the furious reconnaissance battalion. This was no easy task.

……

A convoy of five light armored vehicles and jeeps raced angrily across the plains. The soldiers inside were just as furious as the vehicles; even after more than an hour, their anger had not subsided but had only grown stronger.

"If I catch them this time, I'll beat them up even if it means being locked up! Bastards, how dare they show us such contempt!" a soldier from the division's reconnaissance battalion thought angrily. The thought of that note only fueled his rage.

Just then, someone shouted, "Attention! Suspected vehicle spotted! Prepare for battle!"

The soldiers of the division's reconnaissance battalion immediately went into combat mode, keeping a close eye on the front. As they got closer, they saw what appeared to be a vehicle—a jeep overturned in a ditch, its wheels still turning weakly and feebly.

"Attention all units! Beware of ambushes! Search separately!" The officer in charge ordered, and five light armored vehicles and jeeps immediately dispersed to search the surrounding area for the "enemy" lying in ambush. However, after circling around, they did not find any suspicious locations.

The officer looked suspiciously through his binoculars at the overturned jeep, its wheels still turning. Sensing something was wrong, he ordered, "821, go check it out."

"Yes."

A jeep quickly approached the target vehicle lying overturned in the ditch and stopped about 20 meters away. The soldiers in the jeep quickly got out, spread out, and cautiously approached.

"Nobody's here!"

"Watch out for booby traps! Check first!"

Several men carefully inspected the vehicle, and finding nothing amiss, one of the soldiers, who had been concerned about the vehicle's condition, stepped forward and turned off the engine. The squad leader beside him shouted:

"Watch out for booby traps!"

The soldier who had shut off the engine shook his head: "No booby traps... Wait, there's another note!"

Note?

The expressions of the soldiers around him instantly turned strange—another note?

The soldier took out the note and quickly read it. The next moment, the soldier from the division's reconnaissance battalion was furious!

"703! Second-Class Sergeant! I...&%￥#@"

Seeing their comrade's uncontrollable rage, the comrades exchanged glances, guessing that the message was definitely provocative. The squad leader asked in a deep voice, "What does it say?"

The soldier, who was just a spark away from exploding, angrily handed the note to his squad leader. The next moment, the squad leader was also on the verge of exploding.

What does it mean to be unexpected?

What does it mean to waste time?

What does it mean to be blinded by reason? This is what happens to you.

What do you mean by saying that a divisional reconnaissance battalion, which is full of half of the elites, is not as good as a single company of our 703?

What's most infuriating is that, knowing the car was damaged, they still hypocritically told them to go to Old A for repair costs!

"You bastards! You bastards!" the sergeant-in-chief cursed furiously. "Damn 703! You just wait, this time I'm going to eliminate every one of your men!"

Many of the 703 soldiers, who were marching across the grassland, suddenly shivered. Some wondered, "What's wrong? Why do I feel so bad?"