The Rebirth of Special Forces to Unify the Three Kingdoms

The scream of bullets tearing through the air became the only sound in Lin Feng's ears. He clung to the damp rock wall, sticky moss rubbing against his tactical vest, and the thick smoke mixed with the damp smell of rotting branches and leaves in the tropical rain forest blocked his mouth and nose. Every breath pulled at the wound plowed open by shrapnel under his ribs, and the burning pain shot straight to his brain along the nerves. Blood, warm blood, was seeping out along the edges of the bulletproof panels, soaking into the camouflage uniform. One drop after another, it hit the muddy water accumulated with humus under the feet, and dark red flowers bloomed. "Captain! Three o'clock direction! Heavy machine gun!" In the earphones, the hoarse roar of deputy "Lynx" was almost drowned out by the deafening sound of gunfire.