The pitch-black wilderness stretched endlessly, the entire night sky overwheld by darkness. Without high-powered flashlight illumination, even with night vision devices, traveling was impossible. Under the strong beam of light, snowflakes danced clearly in the night sky, swaying gracefully with the wind, so beautiful and serene. But Luo Zheng and the others harbored hatred in their hearts, none were interested in these beautiful white elves, each with a grim expression as they jogged forward.
After a while, everyone rushed to the entrance of the temple valley, bursting into the fortifications at the entrance where the battle had previously occurred. All remained silent, coldly gazing at what once was the battlefield, with no enemy bodies left behind, all cleaned up along with the weapons. Inside the valley, no light could be seen, it was pitch-black, and eerily quiet.
Luo Zheng raised his binoculars to observe, seeing no one left in the valley. The temple had been mostly burned down, leaving only a few small flickers in the midst of the snowflakes, soon to be extinguished. It had beco an abandoned temple, desolate, silent, barren.
"Let's go!" Luo Zheng said coldly, striding through the passage towards the outside, Snow Leopard followed closely, everyone holding tight to their guns, maintaining silence.
After sprinting for about half an hour, Mountain Eagle's voice ca from ahead, reporting the discovery of a unit of wounded soldiers, numbering around a hundred, with about thirty uninjured providing protection. This unit of wounded was warming themselves by fires at the roadside. Luo Zheng's face turned stern, imdiately instructing Mountain Eagle to monitor the enemy's situation, leading everyone in speeding up to rush forward.
After about half an hour of rapid marching, several bonfires appeared on the road ahead. People huddled nearby for warmth. Luo Zheng led his team cautiously forward, Mountain Eagle erged from the woods on the side, regrouping with everyone before speaking in a low voice to Luo Zheng: "These people are severely injured. Continuing on will definitely worsen their condition, resulting in either freezing or dying from fatigue, so they stopped moving, lacking any combat strength."
"I swore to wipe out this enemy troop to avenge our brothers, no matter who they are, I want them all taken out. You have three minutes to clear the thirty protectors on the periter, is that a problem?" Luo Zheng said coldly, his gaze filled with intensified killing intent.
"Yes." Mountain Eagle responded resolutely, without hesitation, leaning forward, accepting the order. The protective enemy numbered only around thirty, while his team had ten snipers, each responsible for only three targets. With their shooting speed, aiming and shooting could be completed within ten seconds.
Mountain Eagle swiftly moved forward, found a place to hide, set up his sniper rifle, and distributed tasks through the earpiece, assigning responsibilities, ensuring no target was shot by multiple people, avoiding waste of ti and ammunition. Two minutes later, task allocation was complete.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" Upon receiving the shooting command, the Mountain Eagle Team promptly opened fire at their respective targets. After the first shot, the protective enemies started looking for cover, but before they could hide, the second shot ca. Just as they fell to the ground, the third shot followed.
After three shots, few were left standing, everyone quickly fired additional shots, the wounded by the bonfires watched in horror as their comrades fell one by one, their faces changed drastically, grabbing guns and shouting loudly. Luo Zheng coldly observed the scene, glanced at Snow Leopard, who knowingly nodded and yelled, "Brothers, charge and take them down."
"Kill!" Everyone shouted in a low voice, chambered their bullets, and charged ahead like leopards, their steel guns roaring angrily, furiously shooting at the enemy by the bonfires, venting the hatred in their hearts, expressions cold, eyes sharp.
Mountain Eagle and his team also joined the battle, using incendiary bombs to create panic. In a matter of monts, half of the wounded fell, while the others, terrified by the onslaught, lay flat on the ground, raising their guns in surrender, shouting sothing that sounded like a plea.
Luo Zheng coldly watched the scene, witnessing the continuous gunfire and heartrending screams, his heart like a stone, without rcy. On the battlefield, compassion towards the enemy equates to cruelty towards oneself. Who knew if these people would bite back? The tale of the farr and the snake must never happen, only the satisfaction of revenge occupied his mind, his gaze unwavering.
These wounded soldiers were severely injured, either disabled or excessively bleeding, making it difficult to stand, with no power to resist. The battle turned one-sided as everyone furiously pulled their triggers, releasing the hatred within, bullets spewing from their guns, rcilessly taking the lives of the enemy.
Surrendering, shouting, playing dead, screaming, wailing, echoed through the night sky. So wounded attempted to flee into the woods on either side, but were shot rcilessly by the concealed Mountain Eagle Team, unable to run fast enough to escape bullets. Already critically injured, they quickly fell to the ground, hunted down by bullets.
The battle swiftly concluded, all enemies were eliminated cleanly. Luo Zheng coldly surveyed the battlefield, feeling sowhat relieved, shouted loudly: "Quickly clean up the battlefield, take all ammunition and food, leave the rest, beware of the enemy counterattack, hurry up."
"Yes." Everyone responded in unison, charging ahead.
Luo Zheng remained motionless, coldly watching the scene, contemplating the next plan in his mind. The main enemy force would surely escort the State Preceptor away, leaving these wounded behind as obstacles. Ahead, there would certainly be more wounded. Should he continue to shoot the wounded or pursue directly?
Shooting the wounded would delay ti, directly pursuing might succeed in taking down the State Preceptor, but it's rely a possibility. Moreover, after such a significant event, by the ti they catch up, enemy reinforcents might arrive, how then could the State Preceptor be shot? The wounded along the way wouldn't even have a chance to be eliminated.
Facing a dilemma, Luo Zheng pondered deeply, while Lan Xue quietly asked, "The battlefield cleanup is almost done, what's next?"
"Mountain Eagle, Snow Leopard!" Luo Zheng did not imdiately answer Lan Xue's question, instead, he shouted loudly.
"Here!" Mountain Eagle and Snow Leopard shouted as they hurriedly ran forward, looking at Luo Zheng.
"Ahead, there will definitely be more wounded. I swore to eliminate this troop and must do so. Hand over the troops to the captain. Your tasks: handle the wounded along the way, use whatever ans you deem fit. Relay this quickly and follow . We must catch up with the fleeing State Preceptor." Luo Zheng said coldly, deciding to split the troops.
With only limited personnel, Luo Zheng's decision to divide the troops was risky. But to honor the oath, to fulfill the mission, wanting to manage both ends is the only choice. Missing tonight, once reinforcents arrive, everything becos futile.
"Yes." Mountain Eagle and Snow Leopard acknowledged in understanding, hurriedly went to find the deputy commanders to assign tasks.
"Let's go, we also need to replenish so ammunition, the upcoming battles will be even tougher." Luo Zheng glanced at Lan Xue and Hong ihua, moving forward, eyes sharp.
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