The storm continued, the wind howled, and the wilderness seed to have entered a world of rain, where even extending a hand couldn't help one see. Only the dim lights in the enemy camp flickered, adding a hint of vitality to this dark and stormy night, but they couldn't illuminate the path for the dical team rushing out of the cave. Everyone groped their way forward in the dark, when suddenly even the dim lights went out, causing them to pause and look towards the front where Luo Zheng was leading. Unfortunately, nothing could be seen, only Luo Zheng's urging voice telling them to stay close.
"Pupupupu!" Suddenly, dense gunfire erupted from inside the cave. Everyone turned around in horror, only to find darkness all around, obscuring everything.
Luo Zheng knew that Ghost Hand had destroyed the diesel generator, and the wounded soldiers in the cave had beco alert and had to fire to stop them. With Ghost Hand guarding the cave entrance, the enemy couldn't chase after them, but they couldn't afford to stop either. Luo Zheng quickly and softly ordered, "Stay close, speed up, don't leave anyone behind."
"Everyone stay close," those alerted by Luo Zheng passed the order down the line.
In the pitch-black stormy night, everyone held hands, their expressions solemn, no one dared to fall behind, and no one panicked. After three years, they finally had a chance to escape, and no one wanted to give it up. They stayed close together, helping each other up when soone stumbled, moving forward with mutual encouragent and support.
The gunfire quickly stopped. It was pitch black all around, nothing could be seen. The enemy didn't know what had happened either and stayed hidden in their tents, not daring to co out. A patrol with flashlights ran towards the cave. Coincidentally, Ghost Hand was retreating from the cave. Seeing the patrol approaching, realizing he'd be exposed, he turned his icy-cold gaze towards the retreat path of Luo Zheng and others, made a decisive choice, and lay down, firing a burst at the advancing patrol.
The patrol's flashlights made them clear targets, just a dozen ters apart. This wasn't a problem for Ghost Hand. He took down most of them at once, leaving the rest to take cover, turning off their flashlights. Without a target, Ghost Hand remained unmoved, patiently waiting to buy ti for Luo Zheng and the others.
A few minutes later, other enemies reacted. So ca rushing towards the cave with flashlights. Ghost Hand grunted coldly, picked up a stolen rifle, and fired back. The high terrain of the cave's top made it difficult for enemy counterattacks to hit Ghost Hand, but Ghost Hand's accurate shooting took down several of them.
Having retreated so distance, Luo Zheng saw this and imdiately understood Ghost Hand's intention to attract the enemy's attention while covering everyone's retreat. He didn't object, urging, "Catch up quickly, Ghost Hand, hold them for five minutes. Madela, fire, hit those bastards hard for ."
"Yes," replied Ghost Hand and Madela nacingly.
With Luo Zheng's command, Ghost Hand felt more at ease staying to hold off the enemy. He soon emptied a magazine, tossed the gun aside, picked up another from his back, and continued to pick off advancing enemies to conserve ammunition as much as possible. The enemy had to turn off their flashlights to avoid exposure. Without light, moving in this stormy night was difficult, preventing them from advancing quickly.
anwhile, Madela also joined in. The sniper rifle, equipped with infrared aiming functionality, allowed them to discern enemy outlines faintly, even in the stormy night. That was sufficient. Madela aid at body shapes and fired, unfazed by whether he hit or not, aiming to cause as much panic as possible among the enemy.
The sniper fire during the black stormy night continuously struck opponents, intimidating the enemy into staying down, scared and motionless. Ghost Hand soon emptied another magazine, noted there wasn't a chase, glanced in the direction Luo Zheng and others had left, and quickly caught up, moving like a phantom, his footsteps drowned out by the sound of rain and wind.
The enemy lay tightly prone or hid in their tents. It was too dark, with the rain reducing visibility to less than two ters, so they couldn't see Ghost Hand had already left. After waiting several minutes, so enemies rose and turned on their flashlights, attempting to pursue, but shortly after, a sniper bullet whizzed through, piercing a body.
The night instilled fear, and the deterrent of the sniper rifle in the night was even more terrifying. The enemy fell back down, unmoving with fear. Luo Zheng led his group out of the enemy camp's range, heading towards the ridge, while communicating via earpiece: "Madela, direct position and distance."
In this pitch-black stormy night, even Luo Zheng found it hard to keep moving, fearing getting lost, so he had to contact Madela for guidance. Hearing Luo Zheng's order, Madela quickly located Luo Zheng through the sniper scope, and reminded: "Shift thirty degrees to the left, two hundred ters away. You're approaching my position."
Hearing this, Luo Zheng was overjoyed. He adjusted the marching route based on Madela's directions and moved forward in the dark. After a while, the team t up with Madela. Seeing Ghost Hand hadn't arrived yet, Luo Zheng quickly spoke through the earpiece: "Bro, report your position. Can you see us?"
"I can't, I don't know where I am either, must be not far from you, too dark, can't see," Ghost Hand replied, his voice calm, without a hint of panic.
Luo Zheng thought for a mont, turned on his flashlight, and said, "Follow the light here, we must retreat quickly."
The light could provide direction for Ghost Hand, but it also exposed their position. Unless necessary, Luo Zheng didn't want to do this, preferring to lead everyone quietly away, leaving the enemy clueless about their departure. But Luo Zheng couldn't leave Ghost Hand alone.
With the light, Ghost Hand quickly found Luo Zheng, charging over swiftly, occasionally glancing back at the enemy camp to find them starting to chase the light. His expression changed drastically. He decisively turned on his own flashlight as well, realizing ti was critical now that they were exposed.
Soon, Ghost Hand rushed over, shouting excitedly: "Yu Xin, Yu Xin, where are you?" There was endless joy and guilt in his voice. When no one responded, his face darkened, and he froze.
"Talk about it later, let's retreat quickly," Luo Zheng said, looking at Ghost Hand.
"What happened? I need to know now," Ghost Hand sensed sothing was wrong, while Luo Zheng knew the truth and quickly pursued, his deanor as icy as frost, his whole body exuding a dense killing intent.
"Brother, listen to , don't get agitated. A week ago, Yu Xin and a doctor nad Zhong Hai were taken by Hariri to treat soone. They haven't returned yet. As long as there are leads, they're okay. You endured three years; a few days won't matter. The pressing matter is to escort everyone out," Luo Zheng grabbed the raging Ghost Hand's arms, his face stern, earnestly staring into Ghost Hand's eyes, shouting.
"What?" Ghost Hand roared upon hearing this, his anger surging to the sky with killing intent.
User Comments
0 comments from readers