The gentle sunlight shone upon the vast snowfield, falling on Lan Xue. The surroundings were silent, the landscape covered in pure white snow. Lan Xue's face was as cold as the surrounding ice and snow. She stared at Luo Zheng with dissatisfaction and said, "At this point, do you still not trust ? Tell , what do you want to do?"
"No, don't misunderstand." Luo Zheng hurriedly pointed to a sloping ditch not far away and explained, "That place is inconspicuous and very open. Beyond the snow is a thicket, which is clearly visible and not suitable for hiding. I want to dig a hole there to hide you, then lure the enemy away. Can you patiently wait for to co back for you?"
"You're afraid I won't agree with your plan, right?" Lan Xue looked at Luo Zheng with deep emotion, observing his awkward nod. Her heart ward, she smiled like a snow lotus blooming on a snow mountain, embraced Luo Zheng's neck, and said affectionately, "I know you're doing it for my good. With your skills, you could easily survive alone in these snow mountains. As soon as you fire a shot, the enemy will give up searching here, and I'll be safe. I understand your intentions, but I'm worried about you, afraid of losing you."
"Don't worry, there's no ti left. I'm your man, so listen to ." Luo Zheng felt warmth in his heart, and with a stern face, he said seriously, "Rember, no matter what, wait for to co back. It'll be tonight at the earliest or tomorrow morning at the latest. Don't do anything stupid, or all my efforts will be in vain."
"Alright, I'll listen to you. I'll stay inside waiting, even if it ans starving to death inside the hole you dug. I'll be content." Lan Xue said with a tragic smile and kissed him deeply.
Luo Zheng was montarily stunned but quickly responded with a deep kiss. Then, with an air of dominance, he pushed Lan Xue away and said, "Don't worry, I'll definitely co back. I still need you to bear my children, a whole bunch, so you won't get off easy."
"Hmm, you better not go back on your word." Lan Xue replied with a mournful smile, tears falling down her face.
Luo Zheng gave Lan Xue a heartfelt glance, picked up a soldier's shovel, and hurriedly ran toward the sloping ditch. He started to dig vigorously. Lan Xue watched her lover with infatuation, letting her tears fall freely, her expression complex with thoughts unknown. After a while, she quietly packed her gear, cut so shrubs to use as a broom, and erased their tracks as she walked toward the sloping ditch. She stopped and deeply observed Luo Zheng, who was focused on digging the hole, as if trying to etch his image in her eyes, filled with helplessness and reluctance.
After half an hour, Luo Zheng had dug a hole about two ters deep, enough for Lan Xue to move around inside. Lan Xue crawled inside, opened her sleeping bag, lay down, and silently watched Luo Zheng close the entrance, leaving only a small hole for ventilation. Tears washed over her face as she silently blessed her lover.
Luo Zheng quickly camouflaged the surroundings, ensuring nothing was missed, then turned around with his gear and left. He used the branches Lan Xue had cut to erase any tracks and stopped at the Mountain Ridge, casting a deep glance at the sloping ditch's location. He carefully morized the surrounding terrain, a bitter smile crossing his face. He didn't know if he'd make it back, but he hoped she wouldn't do anything foolish and would live on bravely inside.
"Goodbye, my love! Forgive my incompetence for only thinking of this way to protect you. I hope you understand my good intentions and continue to live on strongly for ." Luo Zheng seed to mutter to himself, tears rolling down his tiger-like eyes. Turning his back to the wind, he strode forward confidently and powerfully. For his beloved, he feared nothing ahead, no matter how dangerous.
While running, Luo Zheng continuously used his family's Breathing Skill to regulate his body, eagle-eyed, vigilant of his surroundings. Before long, he reached a high mountain ridge. The slope wasn't steep but stretched for three kiloters, an army of over a hundred was jogging uphill.
Luo Zheng watched coldly as the soldiers advanced, slowly squatting down to untie the Snowboard strapped to his feet. With a steely expression, he checked his sniper rifle and pistol, the only weapons he had. The sniper rifle's ammo was running low. Luo Zheng went to a large tree, pulled out the Dragon Tooth from his back, and stood it in the snow beside him.
"Co on." Luo Zheng coldly observed the advancing enemy, taking out all the sniper bullets and placing them within reach. After loading a bullet, he quickly knelt and aid, soon locking his sights on an officer, a Lieutenant. Luo Zheng's eyes narrowed, then exploded with murderous intent like a volcanic eruption, rapidly pulling the trigger.
"Whizz—!" The sniper bullet whistled forth, shattering the wilderness's silence, surging forward with Luo Zheng's overwhelming murderous aura. It elongated a terrifying energy wave through the Void, instantly hitting the target's heart. The bullet began an erratic high-speed rotation like a cutter, creating a massive bloody hole in the target's body, blood spurting wildly. The bullet's kinetic energy didn't diminish as it pierced through the target's body, into another target following behind, tearing through another body before veering off and embedding into yet another target's body.
One shot, three lives!
Luo Zheng coldly watched this scene, an unending fury erupted from within, as if wanting to lt the surrounding ice and snow. He hated these persistent enemies clinging like plaster, hated the heavens for their injustice, forcing him into a dead-end, and hated his own incompetence, subjecting his beloved to life's peril, unable to promise her a happy future.
An endless wrath, boundless rage, and infinite killing intent intertwined, rging into the sniper rifle and bullets, shooting toward the enemy. The surrounding air seed to freeze, each precise shot, each terrifying bullet, quickly exerting imnse pressure on the enemy on the slope.
The enemy panicked but didn't lose formation, dropping to the ground to return fire. But Luo Zheng held the advantage of higher ground, hiding behind a large tree, unmoved, his gaze coldly locking onto each target, firing the sniper rifle's bullets, devouring the targets, venting every bit of his hate, anger, and killing intent.
The concentrated fire quickly zeroed in on the tree camouflaging Luo Zheng, bullets striking the tree with an unnerving sound. But Luo Zheng remained unfazed, repeating the simple yet lethal actions of shooting, shooting, continuously shooting, blasting away any enemies attempting to charge up, splattering bizarre snow flurries in the Void, scattering gory remains, grotesque and terrifying.
The enemies started flanking from both sides, but Luo Zheng remained unmoved, continuing to fire as though oblivious, ignoring the separating foes. Only when the last bullet was shot did his frost-like face display other expressions. The jet fighters' roar reached his ears. Luo Zheng let out a bitter, sorrowful laugh, quickly dismantling the sniper rifle into pieces, taking out a grenade, the only grenade, fittingly called a Glorious Bomb.
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