indianbanksassociation Chapter 15 The Madman, He Actually Wants to Climb Up Barehand!
Chapter 15 The Madman, He Actually Wants to Climb Up Barehand!
That cold, emotionless command pierced the ears of every commando through the communication channel.
A feint attack?
Draw all firepower?
In this damn open field, where there isn’t even a decent piece of cover?
What's the difference between this and a mass execution by firing squad?!
There was a deathly silence on the communication channel.
The only sounds were the frantic roar of heavy machine guns and the sickening thud of bullets hitting rocks.
"Qi Tongwei, you're fucking insane!"
Lynx, also known as Wang Meng, finally snapped out of his shock. He hid behind a rock less than half a person's height and let out a suppressed roar into the communicator.
"This is sending us to our deaths!"
His voice trembled violently with anger and fear.
He wasn't afraid of death.
But he couldn't accept this pointless suicide!
We cannot allow our brothers to be buried here in vain along with a madman!
"Did you hear me? I sent your men to their deaths!"
"Laozi..."
He hadn't finished his rant.
A sound colder than a gunshot, harder than the rocks in a cave, interrupted him.
"That's an order."
Qi Tongwei's voice rang out again.
"implement!"
There was no explanation, no reassurance, only two words.
The murderous intent contained in that voice seemed to solidify into tangible ice spikes, piercing everyone's eardrums through the electric current.
The lynx froze.
He felt as if he were facing not a new recruit, but a god of death who had emerged from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Faced with that absolute will, all his anger and doubts seemed so ridiculous.
He clenched his back teeth until they shattered, the taste of blood filling his mouth.
He didn't know what this young man named Qi Tongwei was up to.
But he knew that if they hesitated any longer, they would all die.
I'm taking the gamble!
"Oh shit!"
The lynx let out a wild, beast-like roar.
"Listen to him!"
"Open fire! Give them a good beating!"
"Everyone! Open fire!"
In dire straits, suppressed anger and fear transformed into primal madness.
"Da da da da da!"
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
More than a dozen assault team members emerged from behind their cover and unleashed a frenzied barrage of fire at the platform above where the scorpion was located.
Bullets rained down on the area like a deluge.
They don't seek to kill, they only seek to create the biggest commotion!
"Ha! A bunch of idiots, daring to fight back?"
The scorpions on the platform, seeing this, laughed even more wildly.
"Beat them! Turn these rats into sieves!"
The machine gunner grinned maliciously, turned his gun around, and launched an even more intense barrage of fire at the constantly emerging firing positions below.
In an instant, the entire center of the cave was completely engulfed by the fire of heavy machine guns.
Scorpion and his men were completely drawn to the "death struggle" below.
It's now!
The moment the first shot rang out, Qi Tongwei moved.
He moved like a cheetah gliding close to the ground, making no sound as he suddenly leaped out from behind cover.
His target was not any particular bunker.
Instead, it was the side of the cave, a vertical cliff that was eroded by water vapor and made incredibly slippery, almost at a ninety-degree angle to the ground!
"What...what is he going to do?"
A team member who was changing a magazine caught a glimpse of Qi Tongwei's movements out of the corner of his eye and froze.
The lynx saw it too.
He saw Qi Tongwei rush to the bottom of that cliff without pausing for a moment.
Then, to everyone's incomprehension, he stretched out his hands and began to climb upwards!
No rope!
No grappling hook!
There are no auxiliary tools whatsoever!
unarmed!
"He's gone mad...he's completely gone mad..."
The lynx's mind went blank.
That's no ordinary rock face; it's the most treacherous cliff in Guichou Ravine, covered in slippery moss. Even professional rock climbers with full gear don't dare to attempt it!
However, Qi Tongwei's actions overturned their understanding.
His fingers, like five nailed steel hooks, could always precisely grip those tiny protrusions on the rock face that were almost invisible to the naked eye.
His toes, like a gecko's suction cups, made each step incredibly stable.
He clung to the cliff face, moving upwards with incredible speed, his limbs moving in alternating motions!
That wasn't climbing at all!
That's running on a vertical rock face!
The ultimate physical control ability that comes with the [Grandmaster-level Fighting Technique] is on full display at this moment!
"Scorpion Bro! Look over there!"
A sharp-eyed drug dealer finally spotted the dark figure moving rapidly up the cliff and let out a terrified scream.
The scorpion turned its head, its pupils suddenly constricting.
"Damn it! There's another one who's not afraid of dying!"
"Machine gunner! Shoot him down!"
He roared.
The roaring heavy machine gun immediately turned its muzzle.
The dark muzzle of a gun was pointed at Qi Tongwei on the cliff.
"Da da da da da da!"
The flames of death spewed out once more!
This time, there's only one goal!
Countless bullets, carrying intense heat and sharp whistling, wove an impenetrable barrage of death around Qi Tongwei!
The bullets struck the rock face, sending up large amounts of sparks and rubble.
The hearts of Lynx and all the team members below were in their throats.
They instinctively stopped firing, tilted their heads back, and stared intently at the figure weaving through the hail of bullets.
died!
He is dead!
No one can survive being strafed by a heavy machine gun G on an exposed cliff!
Available in the next second.
They witnessed a miracle.
Qi Tongwei's speed did not slow down in the slightest.
His body, in a manner that defies the laws of physics, made small, subtle movements to dodge and weave across the cliff face.
A bullet whizzed past his ear, the gust of wind whipping his hair into a ruffle.
A burst of bullets struck the spot he had just left, and shards of gravel splashed onto his calves, leaving streaks of blood.
He seemed oblivious.
Every time he turned to the side, every time he raised his hand, every time he kicked, he managed to avoid the fatal trajectory.
He continued to climb upwards amidst the hail of bullets.
His movements were as swift as a ghost.
In the eyes of the assault team members below, that was something beyond human capability.
That young man was like a ghost without a physical form.
He wasn't climbing; he was dancing a breathtaking dance of death on a cliff face, amidst a barrage of death's bullets!
"Oh My God……"
A young team member muttered to himself, dropping his gun to the ground.
The lynx gaped open, its facial muscles contorted in extreme shock.
He had traversed the border for over a decade, encountering notorious bandits and desperate criminals, but he had never witnessed such a shocking scene!
This has gone beyond the scope of combat.
This is simply a divine intervention!
At this moment, Qi Tongwei felt a cold calm in his heart.
In his "eagle-eye vision," the entire world becomes slow-moving dynamic data.
The trajectory of each bullet is calculated as a clear red line.
All he had to do was find the one and only correct path leading to the end point among the countless interwoven lines.
For him, this wasn't risking his life.
It's just a slightly more complex math problem, with the optimal solution.
The vertical distance of twenty meters was reached in an instant.
His figure quickly rose to the same height as the scorpion platform.
The heavy machine gun fire became even more concentrated.
But it was all too late.
Qi Tongwei suddenly swung his body, grabbed a protrusion on the top of the rock, flipped himself up, and disappeared silently into a vertical crevice shrouded in darkness, unnoticed by anyone.
Below, the continuous gunfire masked all his movements.
"Hahaha! Keep hitting! Keep hitting them!"
Inside the cave, Scorpion looked down at the policeman who was once again pinned down and unable to lift his head, and laughed triumphantly.
He thought he had victory in his grasp.
He was completely unaware.
A god of death from hell had quietly descended upon his head.