Orders are as firm as a mountain. Snow Leopard leads the team, escorting the rescued people eastward at full speed. When they see soone in need, they lend a hand. Once Ghost Hand and others have equipped themselves, they quickly move forward to build a defensive position at the edge of the forest, hiding in ambush to fend off the enemy's pursuit. Mountain Eagle's team has already retreated. Luo Zheng takes a quick glance at the POWs rushing out, about forty of them, all suffering from malnutrition and running slowly. But in the face of survival, they're all pushing themselves, and he breathes a sigh of relief, grasping his gun with concern as he looks at Lan Xue.
Lan Xue nods knowingly, and Luo Zheng stops wasting words. By this ti, the enemy has already pursued to within a hundred ters, with flanking forces closing in more aggressively, using concentrated firepower that makes Ghost Hand and his n very uncomfortable, forcing them to change their cover locations quickly to dodge bullets. The enemy is too nurous, forcing a passive fight.
Seeing things can't be turned around, Luo Zheng's face darkens. He quickly says, "Button Bombs, remotely detonate them, act quickly, retreat in ten seconds."
"Understood." Everyone promptly takes out their Button Bombs and begins to bury them. After ten seconds, they sprint away, using trees for cover and employing the classic Bullet Avoidance Steps, while Luo Zheng doesn't imdiately run but stays hidden behind a large tree, standing and aiming forward, quickly locking onto an officer, firing without hesitation.
Soldiers act as the guts of a general, and generals as the soul of the soldiers. Without the general, the soldiers lose their spirit and dare not pursue too aggressively. Luo Zheng shoots down three targets that look like officers in one breath, sensing the enemy's pursuit slowing sowhat, but more enemies are flanking from the sides, necessitating a change in strategy. He turns his gun, shouting for Lan Xue to retreat together.
Everyone runs over a hundred ters, hiding on the spot, watching the enemy clawing forward with howls without imdiately firing, calmly triggering the remote detonation of the Button Bombs. Imdiately after, massive explosions occur, and red lights flash in the night like life-devouring demons, unleashing waves of bloody screams and moans. The black smoke under the moonlight is extraordinarily eerie.
The powerful explosions frighten the pursuers, making them retreat and hide. Luo Zheng sees this, but instead of exploiting the counterattack opportunity, he orders the team to retreat. Everyone turns and runs, a hundred ters ahead, spotting Mountain Eagle setting up a ring-shaped defensive sniper position nearby.
"Don't get entangled, use Button Bombs, retreat swiftly," Luo Zheng shouts.
"Got it." Seeing the overwhelming enemy numbers and realizing the previous large explosion couldn't stop them, Mountain Eagle quickly gets Luo Zheng's intent, soon commanding his team via earpiece to bury mines on-site, leaving behind two or three bombs per person before scattering and retreating wildly.
Mountain Eagle doesn't retreat far but hides in so bushes twenty ters away, observing. When the enemy cos, he calmly presses the remote control, triggering dozens of Button Bombs almost simultaneously, resulting in earth-shaking explosive sounds. The ground seems to shudder, and the powerful shockwaves of red light fling those within the area, accompanied by blood-curdling screams.
Mountain Eagle coldly smirks with satisfaction, a cold gleam flashing in his tiger-like eyes. He swings his hand and bursts into a fierce run, with mbers of the Mountain Eagle Team erging from cover nearby, following silently, often glancing back to ensure no enemies are catching up.
The consecutive explosions instill fear in the enemy, slowing their pursuit, cautiously searching forward. Everyone uses this ti to retreat at full speed, running quickly with Night Vision Devices on, soon catching up with the bulk of the team. Luo Zheng notices their speed is too slow, not sustainable, yet he can't abandon these people, looking up anxiously to assess the surroundings.
Ahead, about two kiloters away, lies a gorge, perfect for cover. Luo Zheng quickly signals everyone to charge forward, falling behind and speaking over the earpiece, "Lan Xing, provide satellite support."
"Understood. The enemy has turned on flashlights, surrounding from three sides, numbers unknown, dense, nearest about a kiloter away. You'd better run fast," Lan Xing advises with a teasing smile. Such situations are routine for Lan Xing, especially against ordinary enemy forces, which pose little concern.
"Be serious," Hong ihua murmurs, giving Lan Xing a sharp look, her voice continuing in the earpiece, "With the wounded, progress is slow. You'll need to build a defense line to hold back the enemy, securing ti for the injured to retreat. Lan Xing, quickly find advantageous terrain, act promptly."
"Oh," Lan Xing jokes aside but doesn't dare be careless. With life and death at stake, he quickly agrees.
"No need to search, just ahead at the gorge. Continuously update on enemy movents," Luo Zheng orders, looking at Mountain Eagle and his team coming back and sternly pointing toward the gorge, "Lead your n over there imdiately, find a high position and ambush."
Mountain Eagle quickly glances, nods in understanding, waving his hand to rally his team onward swiftly. Luo Zheng addresses Ghost Hand and others beside him, "Brothers, let's move. Help the wounded speed up their retreat, must rush into the gorge as fast as possible."
"Understood," whispers Ghost Hand and the others, rushing forward to hasten the evacuation of the wounded.
With satellite tracking enemy movents, constant monitoring is unnecessary. Luo Zheng and Lan Xue bring up the rear, keeping about a hundred ters distance from the group, staying vigilant, watching behind them as they move. Suddenly, Luo Zheng hears subtle movents behind, alarming him. He quickly hides, signaling Lan Xue to do the sa, readying his gun.
Soon, they see a ninja-looking man rushing in, appearing like a hungry wolf under the moonlight, with chilling eyes, a Japanese sword strapped to his back, moving quickly, leaping tens of ters at a ti, squatting to inspect ground traces, marking symbols on a tree.
Luo Zheng understands instantly. The man is an enemy scout tasked with pursuing, quickly draws his pistol, attaches a Suppressor, and continues to lay in wait, noticing the enemy cautiously hiding behind a large tree's Shadow, seemingly disappearing.
Ninjas excel at concealnt, relying on equipnt and environntal use. Black Ninja clothes offer excellent camouflage in dark settings, almost invisible, especially at night. Dim moonlight seeps through leaves, casting murky shadows, severely limiting visibility. As the enemy remains still, Luo Zheng does the sa, patiently prepared for combat.
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