Chapter Sixty: Fortunately, We Completed the Mission!

Divine War God Soldier King Chang Guo 2249 words 2026-04-13 13:44:17

At that moment, inside the commercial building, the nine members of the enemy gang were extremely tense. One of them shouted into the negotiation transmitter, “Hurry up! I’m giving you three more minutes. If you don’t wire three hundred million dollars to the designated account and send the transport helicopter, don’t blame us for what happens next…”

“Get ready! The gunshot is the signal; when the bullet pierces the reinforced glass, you act immediately,” Su Yun spoke through the wireless earpiece. She took aim at a gun-wielding enemy and pulled the trigger without hesitation.

In an instant, the bullet found its mark. On the other side, Qin Feng completed his task as well.

The moment the bullet struck the glass, Liang Xiaoyu sprang into action. He wielded the glass-breaking tool, swiftly set it up, and pressed it in a flash.

With a crash, the tempered glass shattered, fragments raining down and leaving a wide, open window—an excellent opportunity for attack.

As the glass broke, the remaining seven enemies’ attention was drawn, baffled by the sudden turn of events and the appearance of intruders. Instinctively, they looked over.

Meanwhile, Mo Zhuofan and his two companions rushed in. Mo Zhuofan and Lin Yun rapidly tossed smoke grenades and tear gas canisters inside, their movements lightning-fast. They had to be quick; speed was essential to accomplish their mission.

Before Mo Zhuofan and Lin Yun landed, Qin Feng and Su Yun pressed forward. Their teamwork was seamless, both recognizing the perfect opportunity and striking without hesitation, successfully completing their tasks.

The four remaining enemies sensed something was wrong, but the house was enveloped in thick smoke and tear gas, making their eyes stream uncontrollably. Unlike Mo Zhuofan’s team, they wore no gas masks, rendering them nearly blind to their opponents. Mo Zhuofan’s team, protected by their masks, was unaffected by the smoke and gas.

Upon landing, Mo Zhuofan, Liang Xiaoyu, and Liu Xiaosheng launched their attacks instantly.

Three enemies soon fell to the ground.

Lin Yun drew his combat knife and swiftly attacked the nearest enemy, finishing his assignment with ease.

Everyone executed their tasks with speed and precision, their cooperation flawless—a seamless, perfect synergy.

“Report status,” Su Yun commanded quietly. She was satisfied with the battle; everyone had completed their tasks smoothly, which mattered more than anything. As long as the mission was accomplished, nothing was wasted—an excellent outcome.

Qin Feng, too, felt the operation had gone well, the team advancing swiftly against their adversaries.

“Reporting, Captain: mission accomplished, hostages unharmed,” Mo Zhuofan breathed a sigh of relief, wiped his sweat, and spoke into the earpiece. Their first real combat mission had made him nervous, but the hostages were rescued safely, with no injuries, marking a successful operation.

“I think we should evacuate the hostages now,” Qin Feng suggested through the earpiece.

“Yes, move them out. Don’t leave them there; it could have a negative impact,” Su Yun agreed, appreciating Qin Feng’s thoughtful approach, which ensured the hostages’ safety.

The smoke and tear gas were intended to blind the enemy and hinder their movements. Additionally, they protected the hostages, preventing any long-term harm. Thus, the use of smoke and tear gas was essential.

All firearms were equipped with silencers, so the hostages never heard the gunfire and were spared any distress. Overall, the Blade Special Forces squad executed the mission flawlessly—rescuing the hostages with high quality and efficiency.

Once the hostages were safe, Qin Feng and his team escorted them to the armed police unit, handing over the subsequent proceedings. Soon, the hostages returned safely, the surrounding crowd dispersed, and order was restored—the situation back to normal.

By now, Qin Feng and his five companions were aboard the transport helicopter, leaving the scene, heading toward the training base of the Fierce Tiger Special Operations Unit.

Throughout the entire operation, they remained invisible to the public, as if they had never been there at all. This was the essence of special forces: anonymity and secrecy. If their identities were exposed, it would compromise confidentiality, making future missions impossible. For this reason, special forces never reveal their unit numbers or information.

“Qin Feng, well done,” Su Yun praised, patting Qin Feng’s shoulder. She was impressed by his quick, precise elimination of the enemy, noting his improved marksmanship. This wasn’t his first mission, and she sensed he was less nervous, steadily growing as a soldier.

“Qin Feng will become a true warrior,” she thought with unwavering confidence, believing he would one day surpass her.

“It was alright,” Qin Feng replied. He felt there was still room for improvement; only by constantly striving could he become stronger. He sensed Su Yun’s faith in him—a trust that came from the heart—and he was determined to work hard, to grow, and not let her down. He would become a warrior, do what he wished, and protect those he cared about.

“That was exhilarating!” Lin Yun exclaimed, excitedly rubbing his hands. He began to clean his combat knife, carefully wiping off every trace of dirt with a tissue.

“Though it’s over, I still feel dazed, as if it were a dream—almost unbelievable,” Liang Xiaoyu remarked, still stunned by the experience.

“I feel the same; it was like a dream,” Liu Xiaosheng added, amazed that the mission had been completed.

“Thankfully, we finished the mission—that’s what matters most,” Mo Zhuofan said, satisfied with the outcome.