Smartphone reading: A Sun citizen, Qin Feng couldn't help but furrow his brows. Recalling the bomb incident on the plane earlier, it wasn't hard to imagine this was part of a deliberate scheme. Eighty Electronic Book: The other side first caused the plane to crash with a bomb, then sent a team over to create further disturbances. It was easy to envision that, had it not been for his timely discovery of the bomb, the plane would have directly fallen into their pre-arranged ambush zone. On the largest armed merchant vessel, an observer reported: "Their aircraft has landed safely on the beach—it appears there have been no casualties!" "What?" Shadow Ninja found it hard to believe. How could they have been so fortunate? They had landed without any injuries, even on a beach only a few hundred meters long. "Sir, shall we reconsider our strategy?" one of his subordinates asked in a steady tone. "We must adjust our approach. We originally thought they'd all be submerged in water, which would have given us a clear advantage in securing hostages." "He analyzed: 'Now they're on the island. We can only start taking hostages once we land there. Moreover, the waters around the island are quite shallow—large ships can't navigate directly. We'll immediately dispatch small boats, landing under the pretext of rescue operations, and then launch a surprise attack!' His subordinate nodded: 'Ha-ya!' On the island, the captain also sensed something was off and remarked: 'The Chinese side clearly stated there were no vessels in this area. How then did these ships suddenly appear? They must have come with ill intentions!' 'Exactly,' said the co-pilot. 'The ownership of this island has never been clearly settled, and with the Sun Nationals appearing so promptly, it's clear they're not acting out of goodwill.' Hayato Ichiro felt his face grow red, realizing that the Sun Nationals had indeed acted rather unkindly in this matter." Qin Feng was about to speak when the largest cargo ship began broadcasting: "We are vessels from the Sun Kingdom, having received reports of distress and come to provide rescue. We will immediately launch our smaller boats to land on the island. Please be ready to assist the island residents..." "Ha! Such an excuse—how terribly lame," Qin Feng said coldly. Rei had always been puzzled, asking, "Feng, don't you think these people on the three ships aren't genuine?" "Definitely not genuine," he replied with a smile. "Our plane's problems were entirely caused by them. And now they appear so timely—don't you find that strange?" Rei immediately grasped the key point and said, "They're from the Yamaguchi Group, aren't they?" Qin Feng nodded. "Yes, surely. Everyone prepare—once they land, they'll move in. Captain, go to the weapons compartment and retrieve the weapons. We're going to fight the Sun Kingdom people!" "Xiao Feng, what if they're truly here to rescue us?" the old man asked. He smiled: "In our Chinese tradition, we say: 'When friends come, we have fine wine; when enemies come, we have hunting rifles!' "Understood," the old man said, adding no more. Six fast boats rushed toward the shore, each carrying more than a dozen people dressed as ordinary crew members, their weapons concealed beneath the deck, their expressions as natural as possible. Qin Feng stepped off the plane, watching the boats approach with a thoughtful, meaningful smile. Among them, the shadow ninja was on one of the vessels, deliberately facing away from the shore, one hand tightly gripping his sword hilt—ready to strike the moment he landed. Of the six boats, two were specifically assigned to secure hostages, while the other four were tasked with confronting Qin Feng. The boats did not slow down; instead, they aimed to surge directly onto the shore. Two ships moved toward the plane, while four others encircled Qin Feng's position. As soon as the ship bottoms touched the sand, the shadow ninja leapt up immediately, gripping his Dongyang long sword in both hands and shouting, "Sever the Divine!" A white blade streaked toward Qin's younger brother. He had already been prepared—his flying sword surged forward instantly, and his spiritual shield expanded to its fullest capacity. The swordlight was cleaved into three fragments, scattering in different directions. The four people on the plane immediately realized that their opponents were no ordinary guests. The captain and first officer were both retired military pilots, possessing strong military instincts. They held their rifles firmly at the cabin doors, displaying a steadfast posture—like one man could hold off an army. Cleari held her father's small pistol, which he had given her years ago, while Hara Ichiro carried his light machine gun. The two of them didn't need to charge into battle; their only task was to ensure their own safety. Ding-ding-ding... Both captain and co-captain fired simultaneously, and the incoming ninjas were completely taken aback—never expecting them to have guns, let alone that they would be the ones to open fire first. Several ninjas, though all mid-level ranks and significantly stronger than ordinary people, fell to the ground as they couldn't withstand the bullets. Swoosh-swoosh-swoosh... Hand-to-hand kunai of various shapes and designs shot toward the two. The two had anticipated this, shielding each other while firing, ensuring that anyone approaching within twenty meters of the hatch would inevitably fall. The hostage-taking effort stalled, and the other side failed to gain an advantage. Among the ninjas, the strongest remained the shadow ninja, a senior mid-level rank. While others excelled at coordinated attacks, their mass assault proved ineffective against the cultivators—thanks to the latter's ability to summon flying swords, which deflected the ninjas' attacks at a safe distance. Moreover, there was a spiritual shield capable of easily deflecting the hand-thrown kunai, resembling moths in flight. The shadow ninja launched several sword strikes in succession, yet gained nothing of substance—his flawless strategy left him somewhat disheartened. Clearly, the opponent had anticipated his tactics and had made meticulous preparations. Qin Feng's combat prowess remained as formidable as ever, managing to hold off nearly sixty ninja of mid-level or above with just one person, and even gaining the upper hand. Since the engagement began, over thirty ninja had fallen, including several dozen who perished from gunfire. The deputy commander picked up a squad automatic rifle equipped with a grenade launcher from beside him; he hardly bothered to raise his head, simply holding the weapon high and firing steadily at the area where he remembered the greatest concentration of enemies. A deep, resonant boom echoed—the grenades launched and exploded, sending several nearby ninja sprawling in distress. Meanwhile, the commander seized the opportunity to rise, steadying his rifle, and began calling out the names of the wounded enemies one by one. The two fought fiercely. When Gossens first equipped this aircraft with several military-standard weapons for contingencies, he hadn't expected them to come into use so quickly. On the other side, Fei Jian spun around and severed the head of a unfortunate man, whose blood sprayed wildly outward, soaking a wide stretch of the sandy beach. 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