The night was as dark as ink, the cold wind biting, and snowflakes began to fall from the sky.
Luo Zheng and his n rushed forward for a distance, quickly diving into the forest. As they ran, Luo Zheng continuously contacted Ghost Hand and Mountain Eagle, urging everyone to gather quickly. In the forest, there were no paths, and at night it was impossible to find anyone. They relied entirely on Lan Xing to locate everyone's positions and send the coordinates. There were casualties in the team, and everyone's mood was exceptionally heavy, with not much to say as they all hurried to gather.
After moving a distance away from the path into the valley, Luo Zheng instructed everyone to stop in an open forest area on the hillside. The enemy was intent on escaping and wouldn't pursue them. Everyone was silent, looking at Luo Zheng with grief and anger. Luo Zheng glanced at the regret in everyone's hands, his expression turning icy and furious, then looked at Snow Leopard.
Snow Leopard understood and placed the person he was carrying on the ground. He crouched down to examine carefully, then looked at Luo Zheng with a face full of grief and rage, shaking his head. His tiger-like eyes were filled with tears, yet he couldn't cry out. His heart felt blocked, as if weighed down by a rock, as he said coldly, "Brothers, this revenge must be taken."
"Revenge." Everyone shouted angrily in unison, their expressions filled with grief and rage, anger burning fiercely.
"This revenge must be taken. Let's send our brothers off first." Luo Zheng said coldly, his voice carrying a tallic resonance, firm and undeniable.
"Send our brothers off." Snow Leopard shouted with grief.
Everyone imdiately sprang into action, searching for dry wood. The green mountains are filled with loyal souls, but who wants to be buried far from ho if they can have their soul return? After a while, everyone gathered a considerable amount of dry wood, stacking it together to form a square shape. Just then, Ghost Hand and Mountain Eagle arrived with others, witnessing this scene, especially the shattered remains of their brothers, all filled with indescribable grief and rage. Their faces grew colder, with an endless killing intent starting to brew.
Everyone ca up to help, no words were exchanged, but the fighting spirit brewed and fernted inside, ready to erupt with a heaven-shattering force at any mont. Before long, all the dry wood was ready, and they placed the bodies of their brothers on the woodpile. Everyone lined up in silence, looking at their fallen comrades with tears streaming down their faces, in a silent and wordless expression of endless hatred and anger that seed to solidify the surrounding air.
Snow Leopard handed a lit torch to Luo Zheng. Luo Zheng took it with a stern face, stepped forward a few steps, and looked coldly at the remains on the woodpile, saying, "Two brothers, have a good journey. It's my fault for not commanding well, leading to your undeserved death far from ho. I vow again that I will bring down that enemy army to accompany you in your burial, avenging you."
"Revenge." Everyone shouted angrily in unison, their fury bursting forth like a frigid sword piercing the night sky, reaching into the heavens.
"Everyone, listen to my command, fire your guns, send off our brothers! Fire!" Luo Zheng roared.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!" Everyone pulled the trigger into the night sky. Although bullets were scarce, no one cared, silently offering a soldier's farewell to their fallen brothers until the magazines emptied.
"Take your ti on this journey, wait for us brothers to avenge you!" Luo Zheng said coldly, tossing the torch into the hollow part of the woodpile. The hollow was filled with flammable branches and dry grass, which quickly caught fire. The flas, under the cover of night, were especially eerie.
Everyone silently watched this scene, no one moved, no one spoke, silently expressing their blessings for their brothers' journey. In tis of peace, who could imagine the cruelty of the battlefield, and how many knew the sacrifices soldiers made, risking their youth and lives for the nation, without complaint or regret!
While we fall in love in beautiful campuses, play gas, work in comfortable offices, and spend our parents' money traveling the world, how many consider how all this is achieved? Without loyal and fearless soldiers guarding the nation's borders, could we still enjoy this peaceful and blissful life?
As the fire burned fiercely, consuming the remains of the two brave n, it also ignited the hearts of the soldiers. Everyone's gaze was icy, fixed on the fire, including Lan Xue and Hong ihua. They watched until the fire slowly died down. Snow Leopard went up to collect the remains. Lacking a container, he emptied two bullet pouches, carefully placing the ashes in them, one on each side of his waist, and shouted with grief, "Form up!"
Everyone assembled into three small squadrons on the battlefield. Ghost Hand, Snow Leopard, and Mountain Eagle stood at the head, watching Luo Zheng, Lan Xue, and Hong ihua with cold eyes. Hong ihua, as the captain of the Fourth Squadron and the highest commander, knew what to say at this mont. Stepping forward and looking at everyone, with a resolute voice, she said, "Brothers, dying on the battlefield is our soldiers' honor, but it is painful for the brothers who survive. They are gone, and this revenge must be fulfilled. This is not just my expectation of you but also my requirent of myself. Ghost, I'll leave the revenge plan to you; everyone below will absolutely obey your orders."
Everyone's eyes imdiately turned to Luo Zheng, who could feel the heavy trust and expectation. With a stern face, he stepped forward, scanning the crowd with a firm gaze, and shouted, "To prevent the enemy's retreat, we lost two brothers, but we killed over a hundred enemies. Is it enough? No, far from enough. I want to lead you to avenge them and completely destroy that enemy force, avenging our fallen brothers."
"Kill!" Snow Leopard roared, his voice like rolling thunder, echoing through the night sky.
"Kill!" Everyone shouted, gripping their rifles tightly, their eyes sharp as they looked to Luo Zheng, awaiting orders.
"The enemy's desperate assault had only one goal: to break through, and they have now left. Enemy reinforcents might arrive after dawn, leaving us with less than four hours. Now I give the order," Luo Zheng said, shouting.
"Swish—" Everyone stood at attention, heads held high, an aura of ferocity emanating from them.
"Ghost Hand, take your n and handle the enemy's left flank. Mountain Eagle, take your n and handle the right. Snow Leopard, your n follow from the rear. I want you to leap on the enemy like wolves, continuously biting them, bleeding them out. I don't care what tactics you use, but you must bring the enemy down. Rember, fight if you can win, retreat if you can't, and annihilate the enemy in motion," Luo Zheng said coldly, his gaze sharp as he looked at everyone.
"Yes." Everyone stood up, shouting, the flas of battle burning fiercely.
"Move out!" Luo Zheng commanded coldly.
Ghost Hand and Mountain Eagle swiftly left with their squads. Luo Zheng glanced at Snow Leopard, quickly put on his Night Vision Device, and charged forward. Snow Leopard took out a flashlight for illumination, waving his hand for his n to follow closely behind. Hong ihua watched as the determined-looking group headed for the battlefield, deeply understanding the sentints of combat soldiers, feeling both gratified and heavy, silently praying that no more would die on the battlefield.
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