On the battlefield, veterans who have long been exposed to the fire line of life and death have an intuition about danger that is beyond imagination. It's sowhat mysterious, but very real, like how an ordinary person walking alone at night can sense soone following without looking. This is intuition, and for soldiers, this intuition is more acute, even allowing them to sense impending danger and instinctively save themselves.
Luo Zheng instinctively pulled Lan Xue into the trench. Lan Xue looked at Luo Zheng with surprise and saw his serious expression as he cautiously peeked out to observe. She knew sothing was discovered, her heart tightened as she gripped her sniper rifle, quickened her steps, and moved toward the other side to observe vigilantly. She quietly asked, "Did you spot the enemy?"
"Sothing feels off, like I saw a shadow pass by. Didn't see clearly; it's too dark and the opponent is moving very quickly," Luo Zheng said in a low voice, quickly opening his earpiece and instructing seriously, "Brothers, stay alert. It seems soone is infiltrating, light bonfires two hundred ters ahead at twenty-ter intervals. Hook, I'm counting on you for this."
"Okay," Hook agreed readily, organizing his n to prepare.
"Mountain Eagle, keep your people on guard. Use incendiary bombs if you spot the enemy," Luo Zheng continued.
"Understood," Mountain Eagle responded in a low voice.
After handling the arrangents, Luo Zheng continued to calmly observe the area where the enemy might appear. It was pitch black, and he couldn't see anything. Luo Zheng then guided Hook through the earpiece, instructing him to have people light fires in that area to flush out the enemy, better to scare them off than let them infiltrate for an assassination.
Bonfires were lit one after another, illuminating the forest on the mountainside. Everyone continued their activities without being disturbed by any erging enemies. However, they remained prepared for any encounter. After a while, no suspicious figures were found, but they remained on high alert because anyone infiltrating at this ti wouldn't be simple.
Luo Zheng observed the surroundings with confusion. The enemy had not appeared, but he trusted his intuition. If it were in the past, he would have gone out to search, but with his injury not yet healed, he couldn't endure high-intensity combat. After a while, Luo Zheng suddenly noticed a person in camouflage combat uniform approaching with a gun, not far from him.
Everyone was busy, and this person ca as if nothing was amiss, which was sowhat strange. Luo Zheng looked over suspiciously. It was too dark, and he could only make out a rough silhouette. The opponent's camouflage combat uniform was similar to everyone else's equipnt, except the opponent wasn't carrying a military pack.
On the mountain, the only people who didn't carry military packs were the Hook Tribe's Ard, but they didn't wear camouflage. Luo Zheng was startled and beca vigilant, staring intently at the opponent. From more than a hundred ters away, he could only see a rough silhouette. Luo Zheng vaguely felt a familiar presence, but it wasn't the kind of familiarity from his own people. His expression sharpened, and he said in a low voice, "Everyone listen to my command; soone is infiltrating. Don't stop what you're doing to avoid suspicion. The enemy is at my one o'clock, about a hundred and twenty ters away."
The others, hearing Luo Zheng's warning through the earpiece, continued working as if unconcerned while secretly observing. They quickly identified the abnormal target, exchanged glances without revealing any intention, and continued working. Luo Zheng kept observing the target through the sniper rifle scope. When the opponent was about eighty ters away, he noticed the person stopping to observe the surroundings, seemingly searching for a target.
Seeing this, Luo Zheng beca furious. This bastard not only infiltrated openly but also stopped to observe, treating everyone present like they were nothing. Such audacity was admirable, but this behavior angered Luo Zheng greatly. He coldly ordered in a low voice, "Everyone listen to my orders. I will count to three. Those with a clear shot, fire together. Aim for the head. Listen to my countdown. One, two, three, kill!" With that, Luo Zheng pulled the trigger.
If the opponent were carrying a military pack, Luo Zheng wouldn't dare to shoot easily, to avoid accidental friendly fire. But the opponent wasn't, and this was a fatal flaw. The military pack contains important survival items, second only to weapons, and no one would leave it behind, even in a charge or while killing the enemy. With this alone, Luo Zheng could confirm that the opponent was an enemy.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—bang, bang, bang!" Suddenly, countless gunshots rang out as sniper bullets and rifle rounds simultaneously shot towards the target. Bullets flew, forming a terrifying death net, enveloping the target.
But everyone miscalculated. Just as the gunshots rang out, the opponent deftly pounced and rolled twice on the ground, narrowly avoiding all incoming bullets. Just as everyone retreated to distance themselves for another shot, the opponent drew two long knives from their back and dashed downhill silently, swift as lightning, almost impossible to discern with the naked eye.
"Ninja?" Luo Zheng exclaid in shock, commanding, "Everyone scatter, it's too close. Use pistols, and no one approach."
Luo Zheng had experienced a ninja's strength before, knowing that no one could stop them. Using guns was the best strategy. Upon hearing the command, everyone scattered, continuously firing pistols, only to find the opponent wielding long knives, forming a massive web-like shield around themselves. Pistol bullets either got blocked by the knife net, sparking, or disappeared with no effect.
Seeing this, Shu Sheng and the others were all stunned. They had heard of people using knives to block bullets and had scoffed at it. Who could have such quick reflexes? Such strong judgnt? Witnessing this, they realized they had underestimated the opponent, and their competitiveness increased. They aid at the opponent's head, continuing to fire.
The opponent was focused on retreating and had no intention of entangling in combat, retreating swiftly like a rainbow. In the darkness, they stretched into an afterimage, almost imperceptible. Realizing they couldn't lock on, everyone had to abandon the idea of shooting and gave chase, but the opponent quickly disappeared into the forest, leaving no trace.
"So fast," a single thought floated in everyone's minds, leaving them stunned.
Luo Zheng saw the opponent had fled and was unable to pursue. He angrily punched the trench, grinding his teeth in frustration, his chest aching painfully. Lan Xue approached, speaking comfortingly, "Don't worry; they were indeed formidable. It was mainly their speed and swordsmanship, managing to block bullets with such precision and reaction ti is unheard of. Only the Tiger King might be able to match them. Fortunately, you spotted them and scared them off."
"You an the opponent might be the Strongest Soldier King of Japan?" Luo Zheng asked in surprise, seeing Lan Xue nod with certainty. He couldn't help but smile bitterly, continuing, "I originally thought they might be the peak of Elite Soldier King, but if they're truly the Strongest Soldier King, then it's trouble."
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