Chapter 41: Operation Raging Dragon (Part 6)

Wuyun, Lang Tianyu, Song Jinggang, and Luo Haoran lay prone in the dense subtropical jungle, carefully observing the vast expanse of water before them.

This location was a small hill situated just above the Mochuan Reservoir dam. An hour ago, the four of them had sprinted all the way along the ridgeline of the main Domochuan mountain range to set up an ambush here, preparing to launch a surprise attack on the Jepen Defense Force garrisoned at this site and to demolish the Mochuan Reservoir dam.

Now, the Mochuan Reservoir lay right before their eyes.

Lang Tianyu had already set up a high-powered infrared battlefield surveillance radar, meticulously scanning for suspicious targets and cross-referencing them one by one with his comrades' observations.

It was now eleven o'clock at night. The surroundings were dead silent; the tourists who had spent the day sightseeing had already fallen into a deep sleep after soaking in comfortable hot springs. Across the entire landscape, only the water surface spanning over two hundred square kilometers flickered with unusual, shimmering ripples beneath the twinkling stars, while unknown insects hummed softly in the mountain forest.

The base of the Mochuan Reservoir dam covered an extremely wide area. The dam body slanted upward at a sixty-degree angle, eventually converging at a height of more than seventy meters above the ground. The slightly curved dam crest was over twenty meters wide and about two kilometers long. It was this magnificent dam that held back hundreds of millions of cubic meters of river water, ensuring that the Kyoto metropolitan area would not face severe difficulties during droughts.

The dam's location was quite unique, built between two abrupt and steep peaks. Whether approaching from the peak where the four of them were stationed or from any other direction, there were only two routes to reach the dam. One was a single road winding up from the foot of the mountain straight to the dam crest; the other crossed a floating bridge from a relatively isolated body of water, leading to a tiny patch of water-bound high ground connected to the dam body.

Upon seeing that floating bridge, Wuyun could not help but gasp softly.

The floating bridge was constructed from synthetic resin similar to oil drums, bobbing lightly and precariously upon the water. Without even stepping onto it, just a gust of wind would cause the bridge to sway incessantly up and down, left and right.

That was not all. Two fortifications had been erected at both ends of the dam crest, firmly guarding the two flanks. Heavy machine gun nests were built into these fortifications, and even from afar, Wuyun felt as though he could smell the ominous scent of the gleaming yellow ammunition belts.

Moreover, right where the floating bridge connected to the dam body, another permanent fortification had been built upon an already extremely narrow and cramped patch of ground!

Clearly, when the dam was being designed and constructed, the engineers had already taken its defense into consideration. These three strongpoints supported and echoed one another. In the event of an emergency, even without the intermittent firepower points scattered throughout the mountain forest and the heavy firepower located within the barracks on the open ground in the center of the dam crest, these three support points alone could form a dense network of crossfire in the shortest possible time, pinning any invading enemy firmly in place and pounding them mercilessly until death.

"Fortification number one, two personnel; fortification number two, two personnel; fortification number three, one personnel..." Lang Tianyu reported the counts while monitoring the infrared radar. "Eleven o'clock direction, two hundred meters, one person; nine o'clock direction, one person; three o'clock direction, three roaming sentries; barracks, ten personnel..."

Evidently, because the main forces had been redeployed to the city center to handle the riots, the understrength garrison forces had contracted their defense, deploying personnel only at a few of the most crucial strongpoints, which left certain gaps for the squad's sneak attack.

This was perhaps the only good news. Wuyun glanced at his tactical luminous watch, calculated the time, and asked, "Jamming equipment?"

"The tactical electronic jammer has been activated. Within a radius of two kilometers, all enemy electronic signals will be jammed. Two channels have been reserved for A1 and B2, and the police monitoring signal has been connected via an encrypted channel," Lang Tianyu answered methodically, his eyes still glued to the radar screen as he muttered, "Let me check, let me check—one enemy infrared surveillance radar, currently powered on and operational; three small tactical radars, operational..."

Listening to Lang Tianyu's continuous reports, Wuyun sucked in a breath through his teeth and said, "Blame the boss. Why make things so complicated? Wouldn't it have been much better to launch a direct assault on the Lichuan Reservoir? The terrain there is way easier to deal with than this!"

Wuyun's grumbling drew a series of soft, teasing chuckles. "Lichuan Reservoir? You really dare to dream. The water storage capacity there is a full three billion cubic meters. If that were to be breached all at once, the floodwaters in downtown Kyoto would reach a depth of at least five meters, and it might take ten days or half a month just to drain it. You would have a grand old time, but what about the subsequent operations?"

Song Jinggang said with disdain, "Besides, the garrison force at Lichuan Reservoir hasn't been moved at all. More than a hundred men are waiting for you there. Since young master Wuyun is so preeminently brave, why don't you go and give it a try?"

Wuyun sensibly shut his mouth, but after barely a few seconds, his big mouth could not help opening again: "He and Lao Liang—dealing with the waterworks raid all by themselves while also intercepting the returning garrison forces—I wonder if they'll pull it off..."

"Pfft, stop worrying blindly! It's not like you don't know those two guys!" Song Jinggang immediately chimed in. "Lao Liang is a demolition fanatic, and the boss is basically a mad dog. Forget raiding a waterworks; if he decided to launch a direct assault on the Imperial Palace, that guy would actually pull it off!"

A round of soft laughter rippled among the group.

Ever since they survived their first battle, Lei Dong's nickname of "Mad Dog" had spread like wildfire. Following the pursuit of Aim Navar and the subsequent battle at the Holy Land of Brightness Island, this nickname had become firmly rooted in the hearts of all team members—when this guy went wild, there truly was nothing he wouldn't do!

Lei Dong, of course, was oblivious to the fact that his nickname had triggered a round of amusement among his teammates. At that moment, alongside Bei Shiliang, he was strolling down the road leading to the First Waterworks in the western suburbs of Kyoto, swaggering along with deep blue Kyoto police uniforms on their bodies and black-and-white tactical helmets on their heads. These two sets of uniforms had been provided by Li Yongzheng, complete with police ranks, badge numbers, and police emblems.

"Landmines?" Lei Dong asked in a low voice.

"Across the three main roads, a total of thirteen magnetic anti-tank mines, twenty-five anti-personnel mines, and five remote-controlled bombs have been installed!" Bei Shiliang replied in a deep tone.

"Communication jamming?"

"Already activated. Within a radius of one kilometer, communications are completely jammed. Connection with the first squad has been established, and communications are on channel B." Bei Shiliang paused thoughtfully for a moment. "Boss, will this really work?"

Lei Dong rolled his eyes. "What's wrong with it? Do you lack confidence in me, or in yourself?"

Bei Shiliang tapped his forehead. "Damn, true enough. The enemy aren't any special forces anyway—just a few cops and a dozen or so workers..."