In the command center of Snow Bear Base Camp, Nuoqi stared pensively at the large electronic screen, his expression grave. The real-ti images captured by drones and satellite aerial photography showed that the enemy seed to have vanished into thin air, leaving no trace. This result was hard for Nuoqi to accept; more than a week had passed, and if there was still no news after three more days, the pressure from back ho would likely increase, and he might as well pack up and go ho to retire, though he was unwilling to do so.
Around him, many officers were also staring at the electronic screen, deep in thought, trying to find any clues. The information officers busied themselves over the computers with tense focus, and no one dared to speak loudly. Cas leaned against the doorway, looking very displeased until a sound of hurried footsteps ca from outside. Annoyed, he turned his head to glance over and discovered it was an officer approaching. Raising an eyebrow, he quickly went out, softly asking, "What's going on?"
The other party, looking delighted, said, "Report, a reconnaissance company commander under my command sent a ssage saying a reconnaissance platoon suddenly lost contact and is rushing to check. I felt sothing was strange and ca to report."
"Exact coordinates." Cas shouted at him with surprise, his voice almost a roar, loud enough for everyone in the command center to hear. Everyone perked up their ears in astonishnt.
The officer handed Cas a slip of paper with the precise coordinates written on it. Cas, holding the slip, dashed into the command center like a whirlwind and handed it to an information officer, saying, "Quick, redirect the satellite to check this location."
"What's going on?" Nuoqi asked with so dissatisfaction, though inside, he couldn't help but feel a surge of expectation.
"Report, General, a reconnaissance platoon suddenly lost communication, and the situation is strange," Cas quickly explained.
A reconnaissance platoon's combat capability was not insignificant, and dozens of people couldn't just lose contact for no reason. Everyone vaguely guessed sothing, exchanged a look of excitent, and stared expectantly at the electronic screen. The screen continued to zoom in on one set of coordinates, gradually revealing a valley. As the image continued to enlarge, tents, trees, and bodies visible in the open space ca into view, causing everyone's faces to change dramatically as they looked at Nuoqi.
Seeing this scene, Nuoqi imdiately realized what had happened, his emotions stirred with a mix of anger, relief, but more so with excitent. Finally, they had found it, and a surge of killing intent erupted as he shouted coldly, "Cas."
"Present." Cas quickly ran up and saluted, with a face full of anticipation.
"Mobilize the troops imdiately and surround it for ; I want to see them alive or dead. You're going too; whether you can wash away the disgrace upon you depends on yourself. I'll oversee the command here." Nuoqi ordered coldly.
"Yes, thank you, General, for the opportunity." Cas responded excitedly, saluted, and then turned to leave.
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Luo Zheng and Lan Xue guessed that the enemy's large force would surround them. After eating and drinking their fill, they quickly packed up their gear and evacuated. With sothing in their stomachs, their energy recovered significantly, and their bodies felt much better. Although they really wanted to enjoy a hot bath and then have a good sleep, they clearly knew it was unrealistic— the spot wouldn't take long to be discovered, staying would an waiting for death, and of course, Luo Zheng and Lan Xue wouldn't foolishly wait to die.
By noon, the two had reached a ridge and rested under a large tree. The tree had a dense crown, providing so cover. Covered in snow-white cloaks, they sat down and looked like a pile of snow. Their combat suits and camouflage suits had anti-infrared detection capabilities, providing excellent concealnt as long as they didn't move.
Luo Zheng took out a bag they had found at the enemy camp earlier, filled with leftover mutton. Although it was cold by now, it tasted better than rations, and he shared it with Lan Xue. Before long, a fighter jet roared past, flying over them.
Unflustered, the two continued eating. The enemy's encirclent had long been anticipated and wasn't surprising; taking this long had exceeded their expectations. They ate their fill, saved the rest for later, and planned to see if it was still edible at night. In this cold and harsh environnt, food wasn't easy to spoil. If they could have carried it, Luo Zheng would have taken the entire pot— the rations for a platoon, enough for them to eat until they got ho. What a pity.
"Let's rest for ten more minutes before moving; find a place to hide. I reckon the enemy will start searching the mountains." Luo Zheng advised, suddenly noticing another fighter jet whiz by overhead, furrowing his brow as he pondered.
Beside him, Lan Xue glanced at the jet, softly comnting, "It seems the enemy has given up on searching the west and is concentrating entirely on our location. Being chased by this vast military force, it's quite an honor."
"Returning ho safely would be a great source of pride." Luo Zheng chuckled and activated the communication device, and once the satellite link was established, he inquired, "It's , what's the status now?"
"The enemy is starting a large-scale move towards the east, clearly abandoning the west. So close, they almost discovered Director Wu and the others. Are you two okay?" Lan Xing's voice ca through the earpiece, filled with deep concern.
"We're okay for now. Can you update on the enemy's situation around us?" Luo Zheng quickly requested.
"Location confird; you're surrounded by enemies everywhere. West has the most, south is significant too, while east has fewer. The nearest to you is from the south, only about twenty kiloters away. You should quickly find a place to hide." Lan Xing urged, sounding anxious.
"Twenty kiloters? Got it." Luo Zheng quickly turned off the communication device, musing as he looked at Lan Xue, his expression growing cold. After checking his weapon, he remarked, "Our ammunition is very limited, and we can't afford a direct confrontation with the enemy; we must avoid engagent. There's only twenty kiloters, they might arrive in an hour."
"Hmm, so what's the plan?" Lan Xue asked, indifferent with a smile, long prepared ntally, having ceased to care much.
Luo Zheng swiftly scanned their surroundings, contemplating as he said, "We need to find a place to hide; we can't confront them head-on."
"The snow here isn't deep enough; otherwise, we could dig a snow cave to hide." Lan Xue smiled.
"Yes, the area is relatively open, making it unsuitable for hiding." Luo Zheng glanced at Lan Xue, who was already worn out and exhausted, eyes bloodshot, clearly unfit for a fast march. If they don't flee, they die; if they run, their bodies couldn't withstand it. What to do?
"It seems like this is as far as we go. This place with its clear mountains and waters isn't so bad." Lan Xue realized her body was becoming a hindrance, smiling bitterly, a determined look flashing in her eyes.
Continuous high-intensity marches weren't sothing anyone could endure. If it weren't for Luo Zheng's family-inherited Breathing Skill and exceptional recovery power, he might not have held up either. That Lan Xue persisted this long was already miraculous. Hearing Lan Xue's words, Luo Zheng chuckled wryly, an idea suddenly coming to him, as he said, "I have a way, but it requires you to have absolute trust in . Can you do that?"
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