tkworld Chapter 121 Border Tremors, Qin Chuan's Steel Torrent
Chapter 121 Border Tremors, Qin Chuan's Steel Torrent
The roar of the engine echoed through the valley, drowning out Zhao Ruilong's pig-like screams in the wind noise.
The speedboat sliced through the murky water and circled the huge backwater ahead.
The view suddenly opened up.
"Squeak—"
Ye Cunxin slammed the steering wheel to its limit, and due to inertia, her wet, delicate body slammed hard against the dashboard. Her two full, round breasts were squeezed and deformed by the hard metal edges, and beneath the thin, soaked red silk, a chilling wave rippled.
She didn't care about the pain.
Because there was no road ahead.
On the riverbank in the buffer zone less than 500 meters from the border, dust obscured the sky.
Steel.
It's all steel.
Dozens of Type 96 main battle tanks stood in a row like a group of silent steel behemoths, their dark, smoothbore gun muzzles pointing directly at the river. Behind them were densely packed infantry fighting vehicles and fully armed individual soldier formations.
That chilling aura could freeze a person's bones even across hundreds of meters of water.
"It's over..."
Zhong Kui's perpetually expressionless face finally broke down.
The expert from the Central Commission for Discipline Inspection subconsciously reached for his identification in his pocket, his knuckles turning white from the excessive force. This was too much; it was far beyond his comprehension. If these people were the private soldiers that old fox Zhao Lichun had brought in through connections, then those hundreds of pounds of flesh would be gone today.
"Hahaha! It's my dad! My dad sent people!"
Zhao Ruilong, who had been lying on the deck pretending to be dead, saw the army covering the mountains and fields. As if he had a sudden burst of energy before death, he somehow found the strength to drag his broken leg and try to climb to the bow of the ship.
This guy's face was covered in blood and snot, and he was laughing hysterically.
"Qi Tongwei! Did you see that? This is power! This is what you call backing! What can a peasant like you do to fight me? If you know what's good for you, release me right now, kneel down and kowtow three times, and if I'm in a good mood, I might even leave you a whole corpse!"
Zhao Ruilong felt he was back to his old self.
He has been running rampant in Handong for so many years because of his confidence that someone will always be there to back him up when something happens.
Qi Tongwei ignored the barking mad dog.
The man didn't even glance at the tanks.
He pulled a bag of wrinkled cigarettes from the pocket of his soaked camouflage pants, put it in his mouth without hesitation, and then took out his windproof lighter.
"Clatter".
Flames flickered, and smoke swirled.
Qi Tongwei took a deep breath, the pungent smell of tobacco filling his lungs and slightly relaxing his nerves, which had been tense all night.
He placed his hand on the barrel of the heavy machine gun, his eyes showing no panic, but rather a lazy air of returning home.
"idiot."
Qi Tongwei exhaled a smoke ring, his voice very soft, but to Zhao Ruilong it sounded like a death knell: "Open your dog eyes and see clearly whose flag that is."
The wind rises.
The smoke of battle has cleared.
The battle flags planted on the command vehicle fluttered in the wind.
It wasn't some random local garrison unit, nor was it an armed police detachment that the Zhao family could infiltrate.
It was a blood-red battle flag, embroidered with the head of a roaring tiger.
Southwest Border Defense Corps!
That's a frontline iron army that's stationed along the border year-round, fighting to the death against drug traffickers and armed forces! They're a truly ferocious and ruthless force that has seen blood and killed people!
Zhao Ruilong's laughter stopped abruptly, like a rooster being choked.
"This...this is impossible...how could this be..."
His face instantly turned a deep purplish-red. Even if Zhao Lichun had extraordinary connections, he couldn't possibly command this unit. These men were notoriously stubborn and only respected orders, not personal relationships.
"Stop the car! Stop the car completely!"
On the riverbank, a modified command assault vehicle suddenly burst out of the formation and drove directly into the water, splashing mud more than two meters high.
The car door was kicked open.
A senior colonel in a training uniform, with two bars and four stars on his shoulders, jumped down.
The man was around fifty years old, with skin as black as charcoal and a face full of menacing features; he looked like someone not to be trifled with. He didn't even draw his sidearm, but waded through waist-deep water, striding towards the speedboat.
That's Qin Chuan.
The top leader of the Southwest Border Defense Corps.
He was also the old squad leader who carried Qi Tongwei out of a pile of corpses back then.
"Put your guns down! All of you, put the fuck down your guns! Those are my soldiers!"
Qin Chuan roared at the tank crews behind him who were still aiming at the speedboat, his voice as loud as a detonator exploding.
Before the speedboat had even come to a complete stop, Qin Chuan grabbed the gunwale, clearly in a panic, and flipped himself onto it.
"You bastard!"
Without saying a word, Qin Chuan swung his fist, which was as big as a sandbag, and punched Qi Tongwei hard in the chest.
"Bang!"
He didn't hold back his punch.
Qi Tongwei groaned as he was hit, taking two steps back and almost falling to the ground. But a genuine smile spread across his face, a smile that was somewhat憨憨 (simple and honest), completely devoid of the murderous aura he had exuded before.
"Old squad leader, isn't this gift a bit too much?"
Qi Tongwei rubbed his chest, grimacing.
"Heavy my ass! I'd love to kill you!"
Qin Chuan's tiger-like eyes were bloodshot. He stared intently at the still-bleeding wounds on Qi Tongwei's body, at the boy's gaunt face and his crippled right arm. This tough man, who had spent half his life killing drug dealers on the border without shedding a single tear, choked up.
"That's 'standby'! My orders from above are 'standby'! You son of a bitch, you insisted on going in alone! If you die in there, how am I supposed to face your parents when I get down there?!"
Qin Chuan cursed fiercely, but his hands were trembling as he gripped Qi Tongwei's intact left arm tightly, as if afraid that if he let go, the man would be gone.
In order to support Qi Tongwei, he privately mobilized an armored regiment and forcibly designated this area as the exercise zone. If this were investigated by higher authorities, it would be a serious crime punishable by a military court.
But the old man didn't care.
For the sake of Qi Tongwei, this lone wolf, it's worth taking off this skin.
"I won't die. The King of Hell thinks I'm too tough and won't take me."
Qi Tongwei grabbed Qin Chuan's wrist with his other hand and shook it hard. Then he turned to the side and pointed at Zhao Ruilong, who was still lying on the ground pretending to be dead, and his tone became mocking.
"Oh, by the way, I brought you a local specialty, a prized possession of Zhao Lichun's family. It's slightly damaged, but it doesn't affect its use."