Chapter 427: Chapter 427 Ambush Chapter 427: Chapter 427 Ambush An Zhiyuan and Hu Biao once again confirmed that all the bullets were chambered in the guns they held.
An Zhiyuan was already carrying a submachine gun on his body, and if it weren’t for the fact that he was the team captain, the transport team would never have been equipped with such gear.
But now it was proving to be quite useful.
He couldn’t help but feel pleased with himself, thankful that he had followed them down the mountain! Otherwise, Bai Xiao and the others might have been buried in this Karst Cave, and nobody could predict what the oute would be.
Hu Biao also picked up a semi-automatic rifle.
After pleting these preparations, the two men vanished into the darkness, hiding in the thickets.
They had camouflaged themselves well, and although they could hear odd sounds intermittently, they were quite sure the enemy hadn’t detected them—that is, unless they were literally stepped on.
However, if they were discovered, of course, they would immediately shoot to kill at least one to break even, two would be a bonus.
And the sound of gunfire would also serve as an alarm for the high ground above.
Time ticked away, second by second. The two men lay prone, blending into the jungle like a couple of stones, pletely still, not even causing a single leaf beside them to stir. They continued to hear strange voices but saw no one. Yet, they felt the enemy was getting closer by following the sounds.
When faced with danger, the adrenaline in a person’s body surges, and at this moment, what they felt was not fear.
After a few minutes, they finally saw a group of people in the distance. Peering through the gaps in the leaves, they could clearly see the enemy’s clothing, the insignias on their uniforms shining blatantly, signifying the opposition.
When they saw the group of about 40 people.
An Zhiyuan’s heart steadied, and seeing no one else confirmed that this was the size of the enemy’s party.
The place where the two of them were lying in ambush was the only route to the high ground.
On both sides were cliffs.
Once these people ascended, they could only turn forward quickly, and after passing through this narrow passage, they would encounter a large rock that could offer them cover.
This was their opportunity.
Both men gripped their submachine guns tightly, vigilantly monitoring every move of the enemy, like hunters locked onto their prey—not just a single animal, but a large group. The ensuing struggle was going to be a matter of life and death, and the tension was making their hearts pound fiercely.
As the path up the mountain and the small turning road were flanked by stones, they had to walk in a line to move past this obstacle. The leader of the enemy was now at the end of the small path.
They were almost face-to-face with the two men.
The rain continued to fall.
These old rivals, under the mand of their mand Captain, quickly passed the path in front of them, the rest following closely, walking while keeping a wary eye on their surroundings. The two men’s only hope now was that none of the enemy would fall behind.
As long as no one fell behind, they wouldn’t need to worry about individual dangers.
Unfortunately, the mand Captain took a few steps and then allowed the men in front to pass, staying behind himself.
He walked over to a large nearby rock and unbuckled his belt.
Damn it, they encountered the very situation they had hoped to avoid.
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