The endless night, the endless downpour, the endless slaughter, ceaseless and unending, the desolate mountain ridges, the pitch-black camp, the air was thick with an unshakeable scent of blood, countless ard personnel howled as they charged, like hungry wolves on the hunt, Luo Zheng and Ghost Hand fought energetically, slaying each enemy that rushed forward.
If the ard personnel were a surging tide, ferocious to the extre, crashing in with the power to destroy everything as if to devour the heavens and earth, then Luo Zheng and Ghost Hand were the cliff of the coast, blocking the tide steadfastly, causing sprays of blood to bloom, pushing back the tide, blood mixing with rainwater and flowing into streams, the surroundings seemingly painted red, appearing extrely eerie under the flickering lights.
The ground was piled high with corpses, layer upon layer, an unknown number, the frenzied slaughter providing an outlet for Ghost Hand's hatred, gradually cooling down, he looked around with a stern expression like frost, knowing they could not fight any longer, he could die, but he absolutely couldn't drag Luo Zheng down with him, he couldn't help but let out a long howl, shouting, "Retreat."
The word "retreat" carried the pain of the battle and reluctance towards the enemy, ringing out like a thunderclap, frightening the enemy into a panicked retreat, Luo Zheng heard this word, keenly sensing Ghost Hand's condition, inwardly delighted, he kicked two approaching n away, reuniting with Ghost Hand, no words were needed, the two of them tacitly fought towards the direction of the forest, like tigers rushing out of the gate, dispersing the hungry wolves in front of them.
Two tigers couldn't hold against a pack of wolves, continuing to fight would result in exhaustion and inevitable death, the thought of retreat was in both of them, no need to cling to the battle, the two of them charged fiercely ahead, slashing away, seizing the opportunity to capture enemy weapons, and taking the magazines from enemy bodies.
The enemy was also fierce, showing no retreat, discovering the two intending to run, they tried harder to block in front, fearlessly counter-attacking, trying to prevent the two from breaking out. Luo Zheng and Ghost Hand were undaunted, treating their military knives as large blades, using the Invisible Blade Skill, the power of their combined blades greatly increased, forcing a bloody path open.
For a while, the two broke through the encirclent, not knowing how many tis the enemy's military knives had struck them, thankfully they had their tactical vests on, which the military knives couldn't cut through, the knives striking their limbs were also blocked by the tight-fitting, highly bulletproof clothing worn close to their bodies, leaving no injuries, though the pain was severe.
Finally breaking through the encirclent, they escaped on the path, being tangled in the fight with the enemy wasn't considered too dangerous, at least the enemy didn't dare to shoot randomly, once out of the enemy group, the real danger arrived, both remained clear-headed understanding this as they sprinted forward with all their might, stretching a dark silhouette in the night rain.
"Boom boom boom!" The enemy wasn't slow to react, quickly aiming and firing in the direction Luo Zheng and Ghost Hand were retreating, the dense bullets mingled with the angry shouts of the ard personnel, echoing far into the rainy night, exceptionally terrifying.
"Puff puff puff!" The bullets hit their backs, blocked by the tactical vests, in the pouring rain, the two applied force with their feet, accelerating, and perford the classic Bullet Avoidance Steps, their constantly changing irregular routes made it difficult for the enemy to aim, forcing them to fire blindly, significantly reducing their accuracy.
Quickly, Luo Zheng and Ghost Hand distanced themselves from the pursuers by more than twenty ters, in the rainy night tonight, this distance was invisible, even with flashlights on, nothing was clear, the enemy could only fire randomly, no one dared to charge and pursue, nor did anyone give the command to chase, had they been frightened out of their wits?
During the run, Luo Zheng and Ghost Hand had no ti to analyze this problem, seeing that the enemy didn't catch up, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief and continued to rush forward while contacting Madela, who was also wearing a signalling device, which in the absence of satellite connection, within a certain range could connect via Bluetooth.
After calling for a while, Madela's response ca through the earpiece, Luo Zheng felt at ease, hurriedly asking for the other's location, taking out his phone, which was specially made by National Blade, he opened the tracking program, connected to Madela, quickly locking onto Madela's position and distance, following the tracking program's guidance, the two sped off quickly.
Along the way, Luo Zheng wanted to show so concern for Ghost Hand, but the words failed him as he was about to speak, helplessly letting out a sigh as he continued to press forward, soon the two rushed into the mountain forest, following the tracking program's guidance, and continued forward. After a while, Ghost Hand suddenly said, "Brother, I owe you again."
"Don't say such nonsense, we are life and death brothers, if our roles were reversed, I'd be as crazy as you, and you'd rush up to help like , between us there's no owing each other, true brothers are not pretentious." Luo Zheng said discontentedly, looking at Ghost Hand with a more relaxed gaze, as long as Ghost Hand erged from his psychological shadow, it was all good.
A person's greatest enemy is themselves, so things can't be persuaded by others, only resolved personally, Luo Zheng sighed in relief, looking into the endless forest, his newly eased gaze turned worried again, although they had rescued people, they were all untrained civilians, unable to endure this high-intensity outdoor survival, moreover, after daybreak, the enemy would surely catch up, what would they do?
Luo Zheng moved swiftly through the woods, like an enraged tiger, with Ghost Hand continuously leaping forward like a cheetah following closely behind Luo Zheng, his expression grave as frost, brows furrowed tightly, lips pressed tightly like a knife's edge, troubled with worries, while running, Luo Zheng glanced back at Ghost Hand, hesitating to speak, sighed quietly, and continued forward.
Over half an hour later, the two caught up with the dical team in a dense forest on a hillside ahead, each mber appearing very tired, Luo Zheng looked at everyone worriedly, his gaze falling on Madela who was walking over, urgently asking, "How is the team, can they make it?"
"We can't keep up with high-intensity marching, running more will only exhaust them, make them ill, there are seventeen in total, ten n and seven won, the eldest fifty-six, the youngest twenty-five, in this heavy rain, the team can't run any longer, they need to take shelter and rest." Madela replied promptly.
"Have you asked them, where the people you're looking for are?" Luo Zheng asked concernedly.
"I asked, no one knows," Madela said bitterly.
"Don't worry, I promised you, and I will do it, after sending them to safety, we'll fight our way back, there are still two people in their hands, they must be rescued, maybe then we'll find the person you're looking for, I feel that the person you're searching for might be in that valley we visited last ti." Luo Zheng said seriously, feeling uneasy for not rescuing Madela's people.
"Perhaps, I understand the depth of this, the urgent task is to get them out first, I'm also a soldier, I have my pride and honor, don't worry." Madela comprehended, speaking sincerely.
"It's good to understand," Luo Zheng found Madela's words sincere, unlike soone with emotional burdens, secretly sighing in relief, he looked at the mbers of the dical team, each appeared undoubtedly fatigued, furrowing his brows in contemplation; how to safely get such personnel to safety?
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