Huang Can could clearly see through his night vision goggles that on the street opposite their position, at least a hundred ordinary civilians were driven onto the street.
Behind these ordinary civilians followed the soldiers of Davis.
"These beasts!" Huang Can expressed his fury.
In the current situation, if they wanted to hold their position, they must shoot down all the civilians at the front. However, that would an over a hundred lives lost, innocent and unard civilians.
But if they didn't shoot these people, then the soldiers of Davis following them would charge over and take their position, and by then, many of their own soldiers would likely be shot by the enemy.
It was either a massacre of over a hundred civilians, or they themselves would be slaughtered by the enemy.
Huang Can was faced with a choice.
"Vice commander, what should we do now?" At this mont, a young soldier on the position asked.
By now the civilians were getting closer, and the distance was already less than a hundred ters. If they got any closer, once Davis's soldiers charged out, the position would surely be lost.
Just as Huang Can was faced with this dilemma, a voice suddenly rang out.
"John is now in my hands, all of you drop your weapons right now."
This voice was as loud as thunder, heard clearly by everyone present.
Everyone turned to look in the direction of the voice, and at that mont, between the two armies on the roof of a civilian house, John was being held up by soone.
Because there was a fire in front of the two people, everyone could clearly see John through the flas.
"How could General John be up there? Wasn't he at the command center?"
"What's going on here?"
"I heard that the Chinese Gang has people who practice witchcraft, it seems General John has been captured by soone capable of witchcraft."
"It must be so..."
John's subordinates were all dumbfounded upon seeing him, knowing that John was the leader of their ard forces. Now that their leader was captured, how were they supposed to continue fighting?
At this mont on the other side, Huang Can, upon seeing the person holding John through the firelight, realized it was none other than Ding Fan.
Seeing Ding Fan, Huang Can knew that the current predicant had been resolved.
As long as Ding Fan made a move, there was nothing that could not be resolved.
"Tell your n to drop their weapons," Ding Fan, holding John, spoke in an icy tone.
Ding Fan's grip was firm like a steel hoop around John's neck, making John feel that a slight increase in pressure from Ding Fan could break his neck instantly.
"Drop the weapons... Drop all your weapons," John hurriedly ordered his soldiers.
Seeing their commander captured by others, the troops under Davis's command wondered why they were still risking their lives here. At this mont, these n began to drop their weapons on the ground.
Seizing the opportunity, Huang Can imdiately sent a company of soldiers to rush forward and take control of Davis's ard forces.
The initially imminent bloody battle ended in such a resolution.
Ding Fan then jumped down from the rooftop while holding John, and soon handed him over to two soldiers like a dead dog.
At this mont, Huang Can hurriedly ran over to Ding Fan.
"From now on, order the troops not to rest, and march straight to Davis's holand," Ding Fan said calmly.
"Yes," Huang Can nodded.
By now, Huang Can had been holding back his anger. Just before, John had commanded his subordinates to place innocent civilians at the forefront. If Ding Fan had not appeared in ti, no matter how Huang Can decided, this place would have definitely turned into a bloodbath.
So now, Huang Can was eager to rush and pull out the foe from Davis's holand.
The situation here was almost resolved, and there were not much ard forces left in his territory given the almost total defeat here. In this case, if Huang Can couldn't handle Davis here, he might as well buy a block of tofu and smash himself to death with it.
Afterward, Ding Fan found a place nearby to sit cross-legged for breathing exercises, while Huang Can, after arranging so troops to watch over the prisoners, led the forces directly into Davis's territory.
This night, Davis's territory was bombarded with intense gunfire and flas soared into the sky.
By the ti day had completely dawned, the gunfire in Davis's territory had finally quieted down.
Only then did Ding Fan open his eyes, as Huang Can had already co to report.
After a night of intense battle, all the ard forces of Tusi Davis in Mali had been annihilated. At this mont, Davis himself was also captured.
Naturally, Huang Can asked Ding Fan how to deal with Davis.
"Bring Davis over here," said Ding Fan.
At that mont, Huang Can imdiately arranged for people to bring Davis to Ding Fan.
Davis at that mont was tied up tightly, and his face was blue and bruised, clearly showing he had suffered a lot beforehand.
Davis had the typical robust physique of a Westerner, with a burly fra and a beard covering his cheeks.
"The way you Chinese Gang treat , the Fass Empire won't let you get away with this. You will all be killed," Davis fiercely said to Ding Fan.
"The Fass Empire can't save you now," Ding Fan said calmly. "Besides, I've already killed Henry, so killing you is nothing extraordinary."
Upon hearing Ding Fan's words, Davis was completely shocked. "What did you say? You killed Henry too? He was the representative of the Fass Empire! How dare you kill him!"
Mali Island has its own survival rules. Each Tusi has their own backers, and those with influential nations as supporters are usually not tampered with easily. Not only did Ding Fan annihilate the Tusi nurtured by Fass Nation, Davis, but he also killed the representative of the Fass Nation...
In Davis' eyes, Ding Fan simply seed like a madman at this point.
"Since Fass Nation supports you, you must be helping them. Tell what you do for Fass Nation," Ding Fan demanded.
Fass Nation is far away in Europe, while Mali Island is located in the barren lands of Yahuan State. Ding Fan didn't believe that Fass Nation supported Davis just to let him plant opium here and make a little money out of that.
"Do you think you have the right to know?" Davis sneered.
Without further ado, Ding Fan took the pistol from Huang Can, loaded it, and switched off the safety. Without even looking, he raised his hand and fired a shot.
"Ah..." After the gunshot, Huang Can scread in agony.
Huang Can could clearly see that the bullet Ding Fan seemingly casually shot had directly shattered Davis' right ear. Now, half of the ear was hanging there, looking extrely horrifying.
"You... you..." For a mont, Davis was utterly shocked and enraged, as Ding Fan moved to act without hesitation.
"What does Fass Nation want you to do here?" Ding Fan's tone remained very calm.
"You aren't qualified to know," Davis said, this ti without any intention to speak further. On the contrary, from his expression, he seed to have cald down.
From Davis' reaction, it was evident he had undergone training to withstand torture and keep secrets. Ordinary people would have been terrified by the killing intent and the gunshot, not to ntion maintaining composure like Davis just did.
Ding Fan had heard of such training on television. It was said that this type of training is usually for spies.
"You are a spy for Fass Nation, aren't you?" Ding Fan guessed correctly.
Davis still remained unmoved.
"Stop wasting your ti on , just kill —it would be easier."
Pat pat pat pat...
Imdiately, Ding Fan raised the gun and without pausing, he fired a barrage of bullets in the blink of an eye.
"Ah..." Davis let out a series of pained screams.
Huang Can had observed the whole process, and at this mont, he was utterly impressed by Ding Fan.
Ding Fan had fired the bullets in the blink of an eye, and astonishngly, all the bullets hit right above Davis' ears.
Both ears were completely shot off by Ding Fan's bullets.
To be able to shoot so accurately in such rapid firing was extrely impressive, such that even special forces instructors rarely could achieve what Ding Fan did.
"If you can, just kill ," Davis bore the pain and said.
At this point, Davis' face was covered in blood, making him look almost like an Asura from hell.
"Bring out the recording device, get ready to record," Ding Fan stood up and said to Huang Can.
Huang Can was stunned for a mont. Given Davis' unwilling state to confess, he did not understand exactly what they were going to record.
Ding Fan then stood up and walked over to Davis.
"Stop wasting ti. Just kill ..."
Ding Fan didn't wait for Davis to finish speaking. He directly stretched out his hand and tapped consecutively several tis. Then, with a single palm strike, he directly hit Davis in the chest.
After Ding Fan had finished these actions, when he looked at Davis again, his eyes were vacant, appearing almost foolish.
"What does Fass Nation want you to do on Mali Island?" Ding Fan asked now.
"On Mali Island, I mainly collect intelligence... In my territory, there is a high-power receiver. I can receive communication signals from ships passing through the Mali Island waters..."
Huang Can heard this and was quite amazed.
You should know, Davis' territory is in a prominent location on Mali Island, near the high seas of the Indian Ocean, a main mariti route. Setting up a high-power receiver there indeed can intercept a lot of intelligence.
Fass Nation, far away in Europe, and here is Yahuan State. Using such a high-power receiver to gather intelligence clearly targets most of the Yahuan State nations.
If this news were to spread, it would surely cause an uproar in Yahuan State, and ultimately, the relationship between Fass Nation and Yahuan State could be severely affected.
Huang Can now understood why Davis had been so defiant previously—a spy without any doubt. However, Huang Can did not understand how Ding Fan had made Davis confess.
Now that Ding Fan knew the opponent's intentions, he imdiately ended his technique.
Ding Fan used the Soul Capturing Technique, a technique that is very harmful to the person's mind. If used for a long ti, it could turn a person into an idiot.
Ding Fan stopped the technique relatively quickly, so Davis' mind was not too severely injured. Nonetheless, even so, after Ding Fan stopped, he still slumped to the ground, taking a while to open his eyes.
"What... what did you just do to ?" Davis opened his eyes and anxiously asked Ding Fan.
Vaguely, Davis rembered spilling all his secrets, and now he was confirming it.
"You've said everything you needed to," Ding Fan replied...
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