The simultaneous attack of dozens of people was indeed fierce. The captains were of the same quality as these soldiers, and there wasn't much of a difference between them.

Feng Yi was already humbly holding back his strength to such an extent. If he could still hold out now, it was just a matter of time. It was hard to say what might happen soon.

These guys were really driving the instructor to a dead end. Seeing the onslaught of warriors, Feng Yi decided to go all out. Without waiting to get up, he rolled up from the ground and performed a sweeping kick. Dust flew, and the sound of wind was endless—crackle, crackle, crackle. Dozens of people were all blown away.

He stood up and dusted off, "Hehe, you guys are far from capable of ambushing me…"

Before he finished speaking, his eyebrows suddenly furrowed. He saw several captains looking at him with smiles on their faces. Especially Daphne, who licked her sexy cherry lips. She looked at him as if he were a prey.

Soon, Feng Yi realized the problem. After repelling dozens of people, tens of submachine guns were pointed at him. No wonder no one continued to attack; their actual intention was to provide cover for the shooters.

Crackle, crackle, crackle...

A series of paintball sounds suddenly rang out. The sound was not harsh but rather rhythmic and vivid. The frequency of vibration created a profound sense of rhythm, and like a beautiful symphony, it resonated throughout the camp...

In an instant, Feng Yi could no longer suppress his strength completely. With a wave of his hand, he quickly blocked the shots, rushed forward and chopped the two soldiers down with his bare hands.

Thud!

The two soldiers fell to the ground.

Feng Yi then grabbed a submachine gun, turned back and trigger a sweeping fire—crackle, crackle, crackle. He didn't care about aiming, just spraying bullets everywhere. As long as his eyes were open, he could definitely hit a group of people.

No one expected the instructor to grab a gun barehanded. The crowd retreated as a group, and the continuous firepower didn't slow down. Feng Yi kept dodging, almost reaching a point where there was no place for him to hide…

The coordination of these soldiers was really spot-on, and the intense rain of bullets was so severe that there was no escape. An ordinary person would have given up after a second. Even Feng Yi was on pins and needles.

Counter-attack, displacement, turning and dodging. Feng Yi had already performed so many unheard and unseen individual evasion techniques. Crackle…crackle…crackle…

His shooting had a unique rhythm. Every time the sound echoed in the silent jungle, there would be a soldier falling on the spot. Some didn't even realize their clothes were splashed with colors, and they were still shooting wildly.

Damn! These shameless bastards even have a resurrection ability? The problem was, he didn't even have a chance to stop and cry foul. Feng Yi was speechless…

Crackle …crackle…crackle…

Over time, the ground of the camp had been dyed red, green, blue, and white by the paintballs.

"Guys, grab your gear and attack together. Bullets alone are useless against that guy. Let's put pressure on him from afar and up close. Don't let him catch his breath."

Not sure who shouted it, but the clever remark instantly made the multitude of soldiers realize – damn it, he's right. Just relying on the firing speed of the micro rusher was far from enough to deal with this guy, as the accuracy of everyone's aim couldn't keep up with his speed. At that moment, dozens of daredevil brothers prepared to bravely sacrifice themselves.

Seeing this situation, Feng Yi, of course, would choose to attack the most threatening targets first. He accurately shot a barrage of bullets at several charging people, and after a feint, he reloaded in a split second from the 'bodies' and counterattacked.

But at this point, the soldiers who were shot were all looking at each other, exchanging glances, and didn't care about life or death. It was do or die.

This... Feng Yi was taken aback. This was damn shameless. Dead men still rushing, how do the living survive? Sweat beaded on Feng Yi's forehead as he took down everyone who came close, regardless of risks.

However, while the trainees could be shameless, he, as an instructor, had to follow through. Dodging bullets while also dealing with a group attack kept Feng Yi busy beyond belief.

Facing the onslaught from all sides, Feng Yi twisted his body and hastily performed the high-rank military tactic of circle flash. With a buzzing sound cutting through the air, he suddenly turned to a blind spot and was kicked twice in the back.

Feng Yi stumbled forward several steps. Though the kicks weren't hard, they severely disrupted his rhythm. Before he could recover, three men reached for their military knives, and now countless colored flares were closing in on him, leaving him with two choices – put up a tough fight or plunge headfirst into a tough battle. There was no other option.

The military knife was like a forbidden weapon. Against these shameless people, Feng Yi no longer held back. He paused, and then his speed surged instantly. With a swing of his body, he pushed away all the soldiers close to him, and they all flew away before they could even touch their military knives.

"Second squad, charge!"

At Balun's command, ferocious soldiers rushed towards Feng Yi like a wild tiger descending a mountain. They attacked as if Feng Yi wasn't an instructor, but the ultimate boss blocking their path. These soldiers displayed true warrior spirit, charging not just at a few, but hundreds of men, almost all of them male students. The female soldiers served as snipers locking down Feng Yi's position.

Now, it was the total force of all the logistics soldiers. If they still couldn't take down Feng Yi, then…

Weaving through the crowd like a flash of lightning, Feng Yi had already disarmed countless soldiers, hitting vulnerable joints on their gun-holding hands with every attack.

One moment, the soldiers were desperately trying to find a target, and the next, their arms were numb and their weapons uncontrollably spinning in the air before being snatched away by a flash of lightning.

Harboring hope, dreams, and the redemption of faith, Feng Yi, as an instructor, was imparting all his individual combat skills, with the warrior's spirit never compromising.

Bang! Bang! Bang bang bang bang...

With each swift blow and punch, the soldiers fell to the ground.

Daphne, watching from a distance, understood that the instructor was not giving up. Impatient, she announced, "Activate Plan Two."

What?!

As soon as the words were spoken, everyone froze for an instant. They stopped attacking and scattered in all directions. Even the ones pretending to be dead got up and began running in the opposite direction, like rats fleeing a sinking ship.

Didn't these bastards get enough? Feng Yi's cheek twitched. Just as he was about to speak, the escaping soldiers, fast as dogs, had surrounded him. With Elvis's order to fire, in the graveyard, a bullet storm was indiscriminately unleashed on Feng Yi, depriving him of any room to evade. In an instant, the hail of bullets rained down as if they were free.

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