The enemy forces are fierce and nurous, ard with various high-tech weapons. It's not easy to escape from such an encirclent. Everyone looked to Mr. Li, hoping he would agree with Hong ihua's proposal. Invisibly, everyone had already regarded Luo Zheng as the spiritual leader of the Fourth Squadron, indispensable. But Mr. Li didn't imdiately answer Hong ihua's question; instead, he asked Tiger King, "Old buddy, your analysis made a lot of sense just now, but there's one thing I don't understand. I know Lan Xue's physique well; she's ranked among the top in the entire National Blade combat personnel. Why did Lan Xue collapse while Ghost is still full of energy? How long can he last?"
"That question is best asked of Ghost's physician, Wu Miao," Tiger King replied with a bitter smile.
Mr. Li looked at Wu Miao, standing beside them. Wu Miao's face turned serious as he quickly said, "Chief, Ghost has a unique physique, to be precise, stronger than most. Especially his recovery ability; his cell regeneration is above average. Simply put, he will indeed get exhausted, but while it takes others a day to recover, it only takes him less than two hours. This recovery isn't just physical; it's also ntal and alleviates injuries, very potent."
"I see, so as long as he gets two or three hours each day without sleep, he can recover his strength and energy?" Mr. Li asked in amazent. Seeing Wu Miao nod in affirmation, Mr. Li sighed in relief and looked forward with greater anticipation. He turned to Hong ihua and continued, "Now, regarding your question just now."
"Yes, we plan to deploy another team," Hong ihua quickly stated.
"No need. Our neighbor has assembled thirty to forty thousand troops, all concentrated together. Deploying a Special Warfare Team there would be futile and may even provoke a war between the two nations. Neither side is ready for war; we must keep this within a controllable range. Of course, I'm not suggesting we abandon them. Tiger King, share your thoughts," Mr. Li said solemnly, a hint of worry lifting from his face.
"Sending more personnel is indeed unwise. The enemy has amassed such a large force; it would be easy to get noticed. Instead, assemble troops along the border and posture for war. anwhile, diplomatically question the neighboring country to maintain the moral high ground, discouraging their forces from making reckless moves. This could alleviate so pressure on Ghost. Additionally, consider deploying a small, skilled squad to extract Lan Xue. Without concerns from behind, Ghost wouldn't be held back," Tiger King advised quickly.
"Hmm, that's just what I was thinking. I've requested permission from our leader, and it's been approved. The Northern Group Army is entering Level 1 combat readiness, posturing for war. Upon learning of this stance, the neighboring President would surely issue strict orders to keep those tens of thousands of troops still, fearing a sudden attack from us. Without those tens of thousands of troops, a carpet search is unfeasible, reducing the pressure on Ghost. As for the rescue squad?" Mr. Li hesitated here.
The National Blade Special Service Bureau consists of just four squadrons. The First and Third have been battered, and fortunately, the Fourth Squadron was rescued and is still retreating, leaving only the Second Squadron. Tiger King understood Mr. Li's dilemma and, after thinking for a mont, suggested, "Old buddy, I recomnd sending only a few people. Let the Drunkard lead a small team, then circle from the east into the enemy's interior and penetrate from the rear. It may take so ti but will be safe."
"Will there be enough ti?" Mr. Li asked, seeing that Tiger King agreed with his idea.
"With snowboards, traveling light, two days will be enough," Tiger King calculated the distance before speaking.
"Alright, let's do it," Mr. Li decided, not asking anyone else's opinion, resolute in his decision.
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Almost simultaneously, Luo Zheng, unaware of Mr. Li's plan, was lurking on a mountain ridge, closely observing the surrounding forests like an injured wolf, his eyes emitting a chilling gaze. Enemy troops were searching everywhere, expanding in platoons, leading with wolf dogs. The closest was rely two kiloters away. Were it not for the forest being so large and dense, he would certainly have been exposed.
After a few minutes, Luo Zheng felt the violent breath gradually subside, and much of the stamina depleted from high-speed running was restored. He secretly rejoiced at mastering the family Breathing Skill; otherwise, even without being shot by the enemy, he would have been exhausted. The enemy was searching everywhere, discovery was only a matter of ti. What should he do?
Luo Zheng thought of Lan Xue still hiding in that cold, damp cave. Without the anti-cold, anti-damp sleeping bag, she couldn't hide for long. He must quickly divert the enemy's attention. Luo Zheng contemplated this, his eyes brightening as he saw another well-equipped unit descend. Luo Zheng quickly raised the sniper scope to observe. Although the sniper rifle had been destroyed, the sniper scope was kept in reserve.
Through the sniper scope, Luo Zheng saw the descending enemy resembling Snow Bear Special Warfare Team and felt grim. Once the Snow Bear personnel arrived, hiding would be even harder, and Lan Xue might also be discovered. He must quickly divert the enemy sohow. Just then, Luo Zheng heard a faint rumbling from afar and instinctively shifted the sniper scope that way, spotting snowmobiles. Countless soldiers were driving snowmobiles, racing up like eagles soaring when descending from high slopes, then continuing to roar forward upon landing.
Seeing this scene, Luo Zheng had a sudden idea. He was trained with snowmobiles at the base—driving wouldn't be an issue. If he could seize one, he could surely divert the enemy. Thrilled, Luo Zheng kept a cold, focused gaze on the oncoming snowmobiles. Although still so distance away and unlikely to co directly, he must take the initiative to act.
Luo Zheng swiftly rose, bending towards the snowmobiles, his eyes sharp as an eagle. Gripping Dragon Tooth tightly, his Tiger Teeth knife was already stowed in his military boots. The surrounding trees were dense and tall, providing excellent cover. Luo Zheng moved from one large tree to another, observing for a mont before continuing forward. He followed the slope down to a valley where those on snowmobiles had gathered, with soone giving a briefing.
With so many enemies, charging in recklessly would be suicide. Luo Zheng forced himself to calm down, hiding behind a large tree and patiently waiting, occasionally peeking at the enemy ahead. Soon, the snowmobile troops scattered, roaring furiously and quickly moving far away.
The briefing officer also mounted a snowmobile to depart. It was an opportune mont; Luo Zheng couldn't afford to hide anymore and charged toward them. He saw two guards behind the officer, raising their guns in surprise to aim. Luo Zheng suddenly accelerated, weaving and sprinting a few steps before charging ahead, like a fierce tiger descending a mountain, barely evading the guards' shots.
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