Chapter 172
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Chapter 172: Battle Sequence, Kua Fu!
Captain Feng waved his hand and said, “No need, our volunteers brought from home are the best…”
Bang!
A crisp gunshot nearby interrupted Captain Feng’s words. Suddenly, gunfire erupted like popping beans, and shouts filled the air as multiple searchlights turned on.
The airport alarm sounded, waking many people with its piercing noise.
“Be careful!” Captain Feng’s expression tightened as he quickly reacted, lunging at Colonel Ali. A barrage of bullets swept in from the darkness, hitting a guard from the Chinese guard unit stationed at the command center, who fell without warning.
The Chinese guards quickly scattered to avoid the stray bullets, shouting loudly.
“Damn it, enemy attack!”
“Machine gun, machine gun! Set up the night vision and activate heat imaging radar! Turn on friend-or-foe identification!”
“Little Liu, are you okay?”
“I’m fine! I’m wearing a bulletproof vest! I just got it three days ago! I want them to pay!”
“Damn it, you’re worried about your bulletproof vest at a time like this, Liu!”
Several nearby guards, while swearing, hurriedly dragged the unfortunate Little Liu, who had been knocked down by the bullet’s impact, to a corner with their hands and feet in a tangle.
“Stay alert! Don’t fire recklessly!” Captain Feng shouted loudly. He drew his pistol and pulled Colonel Ali, who had just regained his composure, to hide behind a sandbag in a guard booth, his sharp eyes surveying the chaotic Peshawar Air Force Base.
A group of startled airport guards, armed with weapons, rushed out, opening fire on the suspicious figures appearing on the airfield. The 7.62mm rounds from AK-47s flew through the air as the guards were extremely cautious. This was a vital airport turning into a battlefield, making them feel extremely constrained.
However, the intruders were not so polite. A grenade launcher fired directly into the hangar, and several A-5 fighter jets were blown up, erupting into a massive fireball, scattering aluminum fragments and debris everywhere. The guards at Peshawar Air Force Base were furious, jumping up and down as they unleashed their firepower, engaging in a fierce firefight with the attackers.
A huge flame erupted near the fuel depot, followed by an even larger fireball, engulfing the entire storage area. Storage tanks exploded one after another, causing tremors on the ground, and nearby ordinary glass windows shattered from the shockwaves.
“Colonel Ali! It seems you can’t leave now; come back to the command center with me!” Captain Feng smiled at Pakistani liaison officer Colonel Ali, remaining composed and calm in such a situation, proving he was indeed the leader of the strongest Special Forces unit.
Boom! A fireball erupted less than fifteen meters from the command center, a rocket-propelled grenade that had flown over from who knows where.
“Damn it! It must be the Indians!” Colonel Ali also drew his gun, gritting his teeth. As a Pakistani officer, he despised these attackers; every gunshot and explosion signified immense losses for the air force base.
Outside, screams echoed continuously, with the airforce base resembling a battlefield.
“Military restricted area, keep your distance! Military restricted area, keep your distance!”
The Chinese guard squad suddenly shouted, but a small group dressed in black night combat uniforms responded with a furious volley of gunfire.
Invaders!
Enemies!!!
Laser pointers and lights flickered outside the command center walls, bullets sprayed towards the center, attempting to force their way in, but it wasn’t going to be that easy.
This wasn’t a movie; the laser beams only activated when the gunfire started.
The defensive positions at the Persian Cat command center retaliated without hesitation, unleashing even fiercer bullets. Two QJY88 general-purpose heavy machine guns fired ferociously, expelling flames with a rate of 500 rounds per minute, capable of shredding anything within a range of a thousand meters.
Bang bang bang!
Captain Feng suddenly stood up from behind a sandbag and fired multiple rounds, two enemies in black combat uniforms collapsed to the ground. Although they were wearing bulletproof vests, it wasn’t enough to protect them from shots to the head.
Colonel Ali was not to be outdone; he pulled his gun and fired continuously, but Captain Feng swiftly yanked Little Chicken out of the way. Just a few meters away, a grenade struck their previous position, tearing open a gap in the protective sandbags.
“They have bulletproof vests and night vision goggles!” The vigilant guards realized this group of attackers wasn’t easy to deal with. The ordinary 5.8mm steel core bullets from the Type 95 automatic rifles barely affected them, like mere tickles unless they struck vulnerable limbs not protected by armor. In the chaos of night combat, precision strikes were nearly impossible. The seasoned guards abandoned single-shot tactics and resorted to rapid three-round bursts and sweeping fire.
The only significant threat to the attackers wearing bulletproof vests was the QJY88 general-purpose heavy machine gun. Its powerful rounds could easily tear through those weak vests, and even if they didn’t penetrate, the sheer force could still kill a person.
Equipped with large, transparent integrated bulletproof shields, the heavy machine gun unleashed firepower without restraint.
The era of small-caliber rifles was gone; the powerful Chinese military now wielded weapons that could strike fear into any enemy. This firepower was not at all like the training exercises, as they spared no ammunition in stopping the invaders.
Thick bulletproof shields were pushed forward to create a makeshift wall, defending against the hail of bullets that could come at any moment.
Boom! Boom!
Two projectiles slammed into the command center walls, exploding into fireballs. Captain Feng pulled Colonel Ali down to avoid the incoming rounds, and amid the flickering light of the explosions, they rushed into the underground passage of the small building.
The lights in the attacked room flickered noticeably due to the impact of the blasts.
Although two charred holes appeared in the walls, everything inside the room remained largely unaffected. The command center was a semi-buried military structure designed for defense, with critical equipment and personnel operating in underground rooms. The portion visible above ground was merely for recreation or storing miscellaneous items.
After all, it was a military building, and the windows could withstand direct hits from 7.62mm bullets.
The Chinese guard unit soldiers on duty quickly equipped themselves and took combat positions at each passageway, firing mercilessly at any suspicious figures.
“How’s the situation at the ‘Azrael’ flight squad’s dormitory? I want to know what’s going on there,” Captain Feng reported to the command center staff after returning with Colonel Ali.
“They’ve also come under heavy attack, but the third squad is holding the fort. They are currently engaged in a fierce fight with the enemy. Some pilots have been injured, but they are all gathered together and have been supplied with weapons. They have plenty of ammunition, including grenades and rockets, so everything is fine for now. As long as we hold out until reinforcements arrive from the air force base, we can counterattack.”
A thin, dark-skinned lieutenant responsible for intelligence analysis stood up from his seat to report to Captain Feng.
“How’s the deployment status of the ‘Kua Fu’ soldiers? I need them to take action and eliminate these threats outside, especially at the pilots’ location!”
Clearly, Captain Feng was more concerned about the several pilots brought in from home. They were invaluable elite experts, and losing even one was unacceptable. It was clear that the attackers aimed to secure all of them.
The Chinese volunteers did not just bring personnel and weapons; they also secretly carried special equipment. After the exposure of America’s “Future Warrior” individual exoskeleton mechs, the Chinese military recognized that they could no longer hide such technology and should adapt by revealing some of their equipment to deter foreign powers.
In the world, those with a strong fist have more say; while the Chinese are reserved and low-key, they could not remain indefinitely subdued. When it was time to act, they must take action, making enemies think twice about their nefarious schemes.
“Four ‘Kua Fu’ warriors have been deployed. Wait, why is there an extra one? Where did it come from?” A major responsible for operational communications looked at the glowing dots on the screen. Suddenly, he exclaimed, “The ‘Kua Fu’ individual combat armor combines high defense with a digital combat system. Although its mobility is slightly weaker compared to the ‘Future Warrior,’ it performs nearly equally well in terms of using weapons and teamwork.”
“Report, the extra unknown ‘Kua Fu’ individual combat armor is at the pilot dormitory. It seems their safety is better ensured now.”
The ‘Kua Fu’ system was itself highly classified, with Lin Mo reporting its secret code as a verification serial number. Anyone unfamiliar would not know its significance, even if they saw it; only the final verification department understood the details. This caused personnel at the Persian Cat command center to notice an extra signal from a ‘Kua Fu’ individual combat armor when deploying the ‘Kua Fu’ squad.
The exterior design of the ‘Kua Fu’ looked ordinary, similar to a full-body riot vest, and only when the system activated did its uniqueness appear. Especially since Lin Mo wore a customized version exclusive to ‘Night’, those who didn’t know would mistakenly think it was just a cool-looking pressure suit.
“It’s the pilot ‘Dragon Knight’; the flight pressure suit he’s wearing is also ‘Kua Fu’!”
Only Colonel Feng Chenye, the leader of the Night Special Forces, understood what was happening. He personally approved this arrangement, temporarily transferring Captain Pan’s armor allowance to Lin Mo. This unexpected turn of events proved to be a secret weapon during such a critical moment.
Those who could make a name for themselves in the Night Special Forces certainly deserved to wear this high-tech battle suit.
“Communication signal received; should we add him to the combat sequence?”
