Return to the City: The Strongest King-Chapter 1772 - 1707: Ambush (Part 2)

The Dragon Gate Warriors following Song Xiaodong felt uneasy.

Sun Yiyi and Chu Xianling, however, continued to look at Song Xiaodong with anticipation.

Song Xiaodong remained unflustered in the face of danger, assuming a standard rifle shooting stance, aiming with one eye, his expression focused.

The Dragon Gate Warriors carefully poked their heads out, their eyes fixed on the missile launcher.

The person on the opposite side with the missile launcher was aiming at Song Xiaodong’s speedboat, while Song Xiaodong was aiming at the person with the missile launcher.

Both had a slight sheen of sweat on their foreheads.

"Da-da-da-da!" Song Xiaodong fired first. The Javelin missile has a tracking function, but its drawback is a slow aiming speed. Song Xiaodong’s shot precisely hit the head of the person on the opposite side, but the missile was still launched.

The launch trajectory of the Javelin missile is very unique. After being ejected a certain distance, it reignites, soaring directly into the sky, then swooping down like an eagle towards the target.

Sun Yiyi and Chu Xianling both thought the missile would fly directly towards them, but unexpectedly, it soared into the sky after launching.

The Dragon Gate Warriors knew the characteristics of the Javelin missile, and as they watched it soar higher, their hearts grew heavier.

Sun Yiyi and Chu Xianling continued to look at Song Xiaodong, their expressions very calm.

Seeing the missile ascending, Song Xiaodong raised his rifle to a steep angle, continuously adjusting to follow the missile.

"Sect Leader, does he intend to shoot down the missile with a gun?" The Dragon Gate Warriors were puzzled.

When the Javelin missile reached its highest point, it would begin to turn. That moment of turning was Song Xiaodong’s opportunity.

Holding his breath, Song Xiaodong concentrated with intense focus, everything around him blurred, except for the missile in the sky which became increasingly clear.

"Da-da-da-da..." In the brief instant when the missile paused in mid-air, Song Xiaodong decisively fired.

The missile didn’t plummet like an arrow as expected but exploded in the sky, erupting into a brilliantly bright fireball that swiftly expanded into black smoke, with its debris scattering over the sea.

"Oh!" Sun Yiyi, Chu Xianling, and the present Dragon Gate Warriors couldn’t help but cheer.

In the blink of an eye, the three opposing speedboats had reached the front. Song Xiaodong made a sharp turn, drawing an arc on the water, deflecting the rain of bullets from the speedboats away into the waves.

Chapter 1708: One Against Three

"Great skill! Steady, I’ll hit their fuel tanks!" Song Xiaodong couldn’t help but praise.

Upon receiving the instruction, the driver in the cabin got the hint. Swaying left and right, the three pursuing speedboats also kept turning, exposing their fuel tanks. Seizing the opportunity, Song Xiaodong unleashed a burst of gunfire, followed by a roaring explosion, a massive fireball rose from the sea, and one speedboat was reduced to ashes in an instant.

"Great marksmanship, Sect Leader!" The Dragon Gate Warriors couldn’t help but cheer as well.

"Go, hubby!" Sun Yiyi shouted admiringly.

The opponents were in disarray, hiding behind the bow, afraid to show themselves.

"Bring me a loudspeaker!" Song Xiaodong called to the Dragon Gate young disciples.

A Dragon Gate Warrior handed a loudspeaker to Song Xiaodong. He took it and shouted to the two opposing boats: "Listen up, you ruffians across the way, you are surrounded. Surrender your weapons and we will spare your lives!"

Someone on the opposing boat fell for it, poking their head out to assess the situation. Song Xiaodong rewarded them with a burst of bullets, felling someone on the boat immediately.

Seeing the opponents afraid to show themselves, the Dragon Gate Warriors became even more valiant, picking up their guns and unleashing a volley of fire at the opposing boats, ripping holes in the bows and gunwales of the two speedboats.

With the Dragon Gate Warriors providing cover, Song Xiaodong had time to aim. The driver in the cabin maneuvered the speedboat in circles to assist him, finally finding an opportunity to expose the fuel tank of one of the opposing speedboats in Song Xiaodong’s crosshairs.

"Da-da-da-da!" Song Xiaodong’s rifle spat orange-red flames, and then a fireball rose from the opposing speedboat, sending its crew, their entire bodies aflame, leaping into the sea.

"Yeah!" Seeing this scene, Sun Yiyi and Chu Xianling hugged each other in excitement.

Throughout the whole process, Song Xiaodong remained composed and steady, not the least flustered, his breathing never quickening.

The last speedboat saw the situation turning unfavorable, stepped hard on the gas, turned around, and fled for its life.

"Hmph, they’ve wised up. Can’t find where the island is, so they intercept our vessels everywhere." Song Xiaodong said.

"You’re amazing, hubby!" Sun Yiyi eagerly jumped into Song Xiaodong’s embrace. Both Song Xiaodong and Sun Yiyi were wearing thin clothing and were soaked through. Sun Yiyi clung tightly to Song Xiaodong, her soft, round body pressed flat, rubbing against his broad chest.

Sun Yiyi must have done it deliberately, the brazen vixen spirit getting bolder and more daring in front of the Dragon Gate Warriors.

Warmth surged in Song Xiaodong’s heart, and he couldn’t resist the urge to kiss her. He looked up and saw the Dragon Gate Warriors standing awkwardly nearby, so he thought better of it and used both hands to detach Sun Yiyi from him.

Chu Xianling, standing to the side, was also flushed with excitement, her eyes filled with admiration and passion.

Song Xiaodong entered the cockpit. The young driver was a lean, dark-skinned young man in his mid-twenties, completely focused on steering the speedboat. Seeing Song Xiaodong enter, he glanced back and said, "Greetings, Sect Leader!"

"What’s your name?" Song Xiaodong asked.

"Reporting to the Sect Leader, I am Dragon Three!" The driver pronounced his name with great pride, puffing out his chest, and shouted loudly.

"Hmm, not bad." Song Xiaodong was quite satisfied.

"Which unit are you from?" Song Xiaodong asked.