Chapter 1516 - 1531: Wolf Fang Assault

Chapter 1516: Chapter 1531: Wolf Fang Assault

For a moment, the Wolf Fang generals were filled with enthusiasm. It seemed that Lin Mu provided them with immense spiritual motivation, as in their hearts, Lin Mu, the Wolf King, was undoubtedly their strongest spiritual pillar. Previously, they had failed because they lacked a Wolf King. Now, with the powerful return of the Wolf King, he would surely lead them to rebuild their glory, reclaim their rightful victory and dignity!

After dinner, the Wolf Fang mercenary unit appeared on the west side of the Ankara Mountain Range. According to the information from Gray Wolf, this was the Jushi Association’s operational command center, essentially their lair.

The mountain wind was fierce. Wolf King Lin Mu walked at the forefront of the team, his grass-green combat uniform fluttering in the wind. From afar, it looked like a battle flag; for the Wolf Fang Corps, Lin Mu, the Wolf King, had always been their banner of battle!

Lin Mu swung his hand, and the Wolf Fang generals immediately ceased their movement. The elite members Earth Wolf, Gray Wolf, and Golden Wolf stepped forward, following behind the Wolf King.

This was Lin Mu’s combat plan: first, the Wolf Fang Elite Squad would infiltrate the Jushi Association’s headquarters to clear the front obstacles and secure the largest combat space for the main Wolf Fang force while minimizing casualties. With Lin Mu’s elite quartet being practically War God-level, their tactics had never failed in past battles, and this time should be no exception.

Lin Mu held a miniature Desert Eagle revolver in his left hand and a Swiss Army Knife with the Wolf King insignia in his right hand. It was inscribed with the Wolf King signature and was a masterpiece forged from pure steel, only serving its purpose on the North African Battlefield. However, his opponents knew well that wherever the Wolf King Saber appeared, within five steps blood would surely spill, for the Wolf King Saber was the legendary most bloodthirsty weapon in North Africa!

Earth Wolf, Gray Wolf, and Golden Wolf had similar equipment, holding glistening daggers in their left hands and beautiful triangular military spikes in their right. The six weapons of the three men gleamed under the setting sun, casting an awe-inspiring glow of death!

The wind continued to blow, and night began to fall. Yet for the bloodthirsty Wolf Fang Elite, this was the perfect time to kill!

In a matter of moments, the Wolf Fang quartet approached the Jushi Association’s headquarters, and the guards at the gate already spotted the four grim-looking Wolf Fang elites!

The four swiftly arrived at the gate, placing their sabers, daggers, and military spikes behind them. But Lin Mu’s eyes suddenly sharpened, emitting a murderous glow, causing the guards’ hearts to skip a beat, feeling as if they faced the Grim Reaper!

Actually, the men they encountered now could indeed be described as the Grim Reaper!

"Who, who are you?" asked one of the fat-faced Easterners.

Lin Mu replied coldly, "We’re here looking for someone."

"Who are you looking for? Which organization are you from?" queried the fat-faced Easterner.

"Wolf Fang!"

As soon as the words left his mouth, the Easterner involuntarily stepped back, and four Eastern Samurais immediately drew their swords, "You dare trespass into the Jushi Association’s territory? Not afraid to die?"

Lin Mu glanced at the other three Wolf Fang elites, issuing an instruction indifferently, "Begin the operation, one per person!"

"Got it, boss!"

Earth Wolf nodded, looking at another Eastern guard before grinning. The Easterner saw a flash of white teeth illuminated by the light, followed by a burly figure flashing past him. He felt a thud in his chest and then lost consciousness entirely.

The fat-faced Easterner stared in horror at the stout man who punched through his partner’s chest, unable to utter a word. Suddenly, the young man standing before him lifted his hand; the fat-faced Easterner felt his head had already flown off.

The last scene in his eyes was a headless corpse falling to the ground in a pool of blood.

Lin Mu looked at the Wolf King Saber, untouched by even a trace of blood. After breaking through the Ninth Layer of the Vajra Scripture, his blade seemed even sharper.

Gray Wolf and Golden Wolf exchanged smiles, then swiftly lunged at the other two guards. Naturally, the time they took was no longer than Earth Wolf, and maybe even shorter, as their military spikes pierced cleanly into the chests of the other two guards, delivering deadly blows! Clean and efficient with no trace of hesitation.

Throughout the operation, the Wolf Fang Elite Squad didn’t use firearms, as gunfire would alert the Jushi Association’s defense forces behind them, complicating the rescue mission. Moreover, the Wolf Fang quartet were masters among masters, confident in their skills to cause lethal damage to opponents without firearms!

"Let’s move!"

Lin Mu spoke to the three Wolf Fang elites, then led the way forward.

Ahead was a nearly five-kilometer stretch where, according to Gray Wolf’s intel, there were at least fifty visible and hidden sentries, and the total defensive force numbered about one hundred and fifty.

If they were in Huaxia, the Wolf Fang quartet wouldn’t dare to claim they could kill all one hundred fifty, but now they were on the blood-stained mercenary battlefield in North Africa, facing the world’s most detestable Easterners. As a neighboring nation once enslaved by Easterners, Lin Mu, like many passionate youths, vowed from a young age to massacre all ghosts, desecrate their idols upon growing up,

and make all Eastern women kneel and sing their submission. Now, with Huaxia people approaching war with Easterners over the Diaoyu Island issue, he felt he was at least leading the charge for the Huaxia Government, and this was true heroism! Almost comparable to the great national hero Qi Jiguang!

Moreover, now it was the Jushi Association that first declared war on Wolf Fang. Considering all these factors, Lin Mu felt he had no mental reservations about killing tonight!

The Wolf Fang quartet advanced at a brisk pace. Within roughly a minute, Lin Mu encountered the second batch of opponents here, a total of five people, one with a gun and two others wielding traditional East Asian Samurai Swords, essentially modified Tang Blades.

The five wore kimonos and wooden sandals, walking with a swaying step, one smoking with a face full of thuggish flesh.

This group of Eastern wanderers spotted Lin Mu leading the Wolf Fang Squad, froze for a moment, then marched towards Lin Mu, cursing continuously with "baka," of course. Easterners are naturally inclined to curse "baka," whether to their own people or outsiders, much like how Huaxia people like to curse with "mabi."

To Huaxia people, the most familiar Easterner phrase is "baka"; cursing any other, they wouldn’t understand.

The Easterners were slow in pace but filled with imposing force. The one with the gun ran two steps and then raised his gun, aiming at the Wolf Fang quartet, shouting, "Don’t move."