Chapter 891: Chapter 866:
Both sides were lying flat on the ground, firing, neither daring to easily show their heads, as carelessness could lead to being taken out by the other side. Ah Ping knew the situation on Yao Yue’s side was dire, so she had to break through the enemy’s defenses in the shortest time possible. Reluctantly, Ah Ping had no choice but to risk her life, stand up, and shout, "Sisters, the time has come to repay the Leader’s life-saving grace. Charge together and kill all these filthy men!"
"Charge!" The women’s screams filled the entire battlefield. Everyone started shouting frantically.
"Oh, so they’re all women?" Maozi was taken aback, then immediately laughed lasciviously, "Brothers, a bunch of women is coming. Tell me, how should we deal with them?"
"Fuck, shoot them dead with our guns!" the soldiers shouted one after another.
"Haha, well said, but try to capture them alive if you can. After we catch these women, we’ll have our fun with them!" Maozi grinned, "Remember, whoever captures them gets to keep them, and no one should snatch them from each other, got it?!"
"Yes!" everyone shouted in unison.
The soldiers on Maozi’s side abandoned their guns; after all, shooting would only result in a pile of corpses, which were of no use since they weren’t into necrophilia. They were all regular men, and in this cursed Golden Triangle place, women were available but unimpressive. The sight of the Women’s Army made them want to overpower and abuse them vigorously instead.
However, Maozi’s decision would haunt him for the rest of his life, as it soon led to the collapse of their rear line.
As the sides engaged, Maozi’s men hoped to catch a few women to satisfy their carnal needs. But as soon as both sides clashed, the female soldiers erupted with an unstoppable momentum.
"Kill!" The female soldiers were like fierce tigresses, impossible to withstand.
"Oh, damn, they’re too formidable!" Maozi’s soldiers were immediately hacked madly by Ah Ping’s female soldiers as soon as they made contact. Forget about overpowering and humiliating them; they couldn’t even lay a finger on them.
"Kill, shoot quickly!" Maozi finally realized how formidable these women were and immediately ordered them to open fire. However, the forces had already mingled, and shooting would mean killing half of their own. Thus, Maozi’s soldiers didn’t dare shoot. They could only resist Ah Ping’s forces while retreating.
Fight while retreating became Maozi’s tactics. There was no other way; their combat skills were no match for these female soldiers. The female soldiers’ combat abilities were extraordinary. Although not as adept at infantry drills, the current situation left them dumbfounded.
Ah Ping swung her large knife, charging at one male soldier, and chopped him down with two strikes, beheading him. Maozi was trembling in fear; he clenched his teeth, grasped his bearded chin, and charged at Ah Ping, yelling, "Ah, damn woman, watch how I kill you!"
He lunged forward quickly, closing in instantly. Ah Ping, undaunted, raised her large knife and clashed it against Maozi’s. Sparks flew from their collision, and Maozi felt the stinging pain from his knife’s back. He couldn’t help but inhale sharply, painfully jarred by the reverberating force.
"Hmph, you’re doomed today!" Ah Ping gritted her teeth. As the Deputy Commander of the Women’s Army, she had immense capabilities. Furious, she raised her chopper and dashed toward Maozi, intimidating him with her aura.
Maozi leaped up, knowing the importance of taking preemptive strikes to secure victory; he didn’t want to be suppressed by Ah Ping. Gripping his knife tightly, he swung it high, aiming to cut down the approaching Ah Ping.
"Hmph!" Ah Ping scoffed, disregarding Maozi’s attack, and evaded it directly. In a blink, she rushed past him. From mid-air, Maozi realized Ah Ping wasn’t charging at him; she slipped past his front and stood coldly in place, still and firm as she coldly declared, "Your life ends here; I claim it!"
Saying this, Ah Ping suddenly turned around, slashing her knife across Maozi’s back.
Splurt...
A spray of blood burst into the air, catching the beautiful lights, making it seem eerie. A wretched scream pierced the sky, instantly reaching everyone’s ears.
"Ah!!!" That scream left everyone stunned.
After falling from the air, Maozi hit the ground with a thud, stirring clouds of dust. Some soldiers immediately rushed over, shouting, "Maozi, Maozi!"
"Kill for me!" Ah Ping shouted angrily, "Show no mercy, their team leader is dead!"
"Kill, kill, kill!!" A large group of female soldiers charged at the enemy frantically.
Maozi’s soldiers, their morale sagging, began with one or two retreating secretly, followed by a mass retreat. The battlefield descended into chaos, with everyone frantically falling back. Bleeding and slashed, Maozi was carried back by two confidants. The chaotic retreat of a hundred men emptied the rear battlefield, allowing Ah Ping to lead over a hundred female soldiers forward.
This severely impacted the morale of the front line. This left the Second Leader of the Wa State Tribe looking helpless, staring blankly at those withdrawing from the rear. When he saw Maozi being carried away, he immediately cursed, "Damn it, why didn’t Maozi stop them?!"
"Second Leader, those from the rear are catching up!" a soldier shouted urgently, "It’s no use, look at them; they’re charging up. Second Leader, we should retreat quickly!"
"No, we’re about to break through their walls!" The Second Leader gritted his teeth.
"If we continue the assault, something unexpected might happen!" the guard said, gritting his teeth.
"Bring weapons to block them, send machine guns to the front!" The Second Leader gritted his teeth, saying, "At this point, we can’t hold back anymore!"
"Yes!" The soldier nodded immediately.
Soon after, batches of machine guns were pushed out—gifts from the Americans. These were great tools, with bullets the size of an adult’s finger. One bullet could pierce a man’s chest and go through to hit another behind him. In effect, a single bullet could kill three people.
More than a dozen machine guns were deployed; their barrels trained on Ah Ping and her group. The Second Leader clutched a cigarette, waving his hand, "Fire at will!"
With the machine guns’ roar, bullets shot out like rockets, with gouts of flame spurting from the barrels. The bullets rained down on the Women’s Army, mowing them down like scythes.
"Oh no!" Ah Ping exclaimed in shock, then gritted her teeth, "Duck, everyone duck!"
On the frontline, seeing this, Yao Yue broke into a cold sweat, gritting her teeth, "Heroes of Luoyang Prefecture, charge!!"
"Charge!" Over two hundred soldiers rushed forward. Yao Yue raised her arm and charged to the front line, shouting, "Break through their defenses and slaughter them all!"
"Damn, they dare to charge us!" The Second Leader gritted his teeth and said in a panic, "Quick, stop them, turn the machine guns around!"
The machine guns swiftly rotated, their barrels slowly adjusting. Meanwhile, Ah Ping’s side suffered heavy casualties, especially when the machine guns first opened fire, taking down over ten of those leading the charge. The penetrative bullets also felled many others behind, leaving Ah Ping astonished. She gaped at the fallen female soldiers, eyes filling with tears, crying, "No, it can’t be like this, it can’t be!"
"Team leader, the Leader has launched an assault; we must assist with the charge!" the female soldiers from behind hurriedly pulled at her, hoping to aid the fallen and injured female soldiers. Ah Ping hesitated, gritting her teeth, "Revenge, I must avenge my sisters!"
Hatred is the strongest force driving someone to die; only hatred can incite their killing determination towards the enemy. Overwhelmed with fury, tears blurred Ah Ping’s vision, but they didn’t hinder her path of vengeance. Tears clouded her eyes but didn’t obscure her heart.
Kill, became her obsession.
Kill, became her motivation.
Ah Ping’s charge inspired the female soldiers lying on the ground to rise and charge as well. The Second Leader was instantly stunned. He had assumed the intense bursts of fire would frighten these women witless, but within such a short time, they all stood again. This left the Second Leader deeply shocked, not by some fleeting novelty that amazed him momentarily but by something profound that deeply shook his core.