Digging trenches on the plain was definitely not feasible; the soil was too hard to dig through, which would slow the progress, but snow fields and deserts were different. Luo Zheng adopted the tactics of the Snow Bear Special Warfare Team, which imdiately won everyone's approval. The sand was soft, and with a military shovel in hand, it was not a problem at all. After finalizing the plan, everyone retreated for an hour's journey and found a place to hide and conserve energy in preparation for the battle at night.
After dark, everyone ate and drank to their fill, maintained their weapons, filled their magazines with bullets, and made ready for battle. Then, carrying their personal equipnt, they walked towards the castle with firm and powerful steps, radiating a fighting spirit. Luo Zheng looked ahead at the sand dunes; victory or defeat hinged on this battle. He couldn't help but tighten his grip on the rifle in his hands.
Once everyone arrived behind the sand dune nearest to the castle and hid well, they observed for a while. The castle remained unchanged and not a single patrol was missing. Inside the castle, everything was pitch black, revealing nothing of its reality or deception. Luo Zheng used a Night Vision Device to observe for a while and, after confirming there were no abnormalities, everyone slid down the dune and crawled forward.
Initially, everyone moved quickly. The closer they got to the patrol team, the slower and more cautious they beca. About three hundred ters away from the patrol team, Luo Zheng gestured for everyone to stop and crawl behind him, forming a line. He took out his military shovel, and whispered, "I'll lead the way; those in the middle are responsible for vigilance, and the last one covers up the trenches. Be careful." Saying this, they began their operation.
The military shovel was specially made and exceptionally sharp, which made shoveling sand not a problem. Luo Zheng dared not exert too much force, lest the friction between the shovel and the sand make too much noise. He shoveled the sand up and slowly laid it to one side, then continued digging, and soon, a pit was ford. Luo Zheng crawled forward, his body perfectly filling the hollow.
Luo Zheng shoveled the sand in front of him onto his back to enhance the camouflage effect. After digging out so space, he kept his lower body still and, using only his arms, pushed himself forward. Everyone followed suit, covering themselves with sand and remaining motionless. In this way, it was nearly impossible to detect them unless soone ca very close.
The patrol team continued their rounds nearby. This thod of infiltration required extre caution. Even a slight noise could attract the enemy's attention. An hour later, the group had advanced about fifty ters forward. Luo Zheng moved to the back to rest, letting Ghost Hand take over. With Luo Zheng's demonstration, Ghost Hand knew exactly what to do.
Another hour later, the team had advanced another forty ters forward, less than two hundred ters away from the patrol team. Ghost Hand was replaced by Lan Xue. This thod of advancing was very physically demanding, so to ensure the speed of progression, everyone took turns. The closer they got to the front, the slower their speed of advancent beca.
Two hours later, the team advanced another eighty ters, only about a hundred ters away from the patrol team. Luo Zheng once again took the lead. He operated the military shovel with extre caution. At less than fifty ters away from the patrol team, when Luo Zheng saw a patrol unit approaching, he quickly stopped, and everyone buried their heads in the trench, holding their breath, motionless, yet gripping their rifles tightly, just in case.
Fortunately for them, the patrol team did not detect anything unusual and passed by not far from them, moving away quickly. Luo Zheng slowly raised his head to watch the patrol team move away and continued his work. Before long, another patrol team arrived, and everyone continued to remain motionless, burying themselves completely in the sand.
The patrol team was very close to everyone, and sohow they circled around and stopped about one ter in front of everyone. The rustling sound of soone relieving themselves along with the foul stench was nauseating, everyone held their breath for a while until the patrol team moved on. Slowly, everyone lifted their heads, grinding their teeth in anger as they watched the departing backs of the patrol team, feeling an urge to fire a barrage of bullets at them.
Luo Zheng was also very annoyed but he held back, continuing to dig trenches. Approximately every ten minutes a patrol team passed by. Everyone did as they had practiced and managed to safely advance forward. Two more hours later, they reached the shadow of the castle. Once the moon had set, the castle blocked the light casting large shadows.
Under the cover of the shadows, everyone's movents accelerated. Luo Zheng looked at the moon sinking towards dawn and then at the castle gate less than a hundred ters ahead. The wooden gate was ajar with no guards in sight, which made him breathe a sigh of relief. He gestured, and everyone stopped digging trenches, tidied up a bit, and crawled forward until they reached a spot about fifty ters away. After confirming they had not been detected, everyone bent low and ran swiftly, like ghosts under the cover of night, silently approaching the castle gate and huddling against the mud wall with a resolute gaze and murderous aura.
Luo Zheng wasn't sure if the castle had sophisticated technology like infrared sensors, so he did not dare to move carelessly. He signaled for everyone to put on their tactical glasses, a specialized military product from the National Blade Equipnt Team, which not only protected against UV rays and had so night vision capabilities but could also detect infrared, clearly showing where infrared beams were located.
Everyone promptly wore their tactical glasses, drew their pistols and combat knives, and attached suppressors. Long weapons such as sniper rifles were not suitable. Luo Zheng took the lead, his left hand wielding a combat knife, and his right hand holding a silenced pistol. He gently pushed open the wooden gate and peeked inside. There was a main street ahead and streets on both sides—all the rooms alongside the streets were made of compacted mud and seemingly unoccupied, revealing a deceptively slack internal defense. Luo Zheng made a hand signal and ghost-like, continued forward.
Rushing through the wooden gate, Luo Zheng ran to the wall corner ahead and crouched in the darkness, kneeling in an alert stance. He gently blew into his headset. Upon hearing the signal, the others followed suit through the wooden door, reaching Luo Zheng's back one by one, alternating cover, vigilantly scanning their surroundings. Lan Xue patted Luo Zheng on the shoulder, and with understanding, he continued moving forward.
Luo Zheng advanced with a bent waist and stealthy steps, like a ghost prowling through the night. He moved forward about ten ters, then crouched in a dark alleyway entrance. He observed the cold, empty street ahead and looked to the other end of the alley, which was also eerily quiet. He gently blew into the headset and the rest of the team gradually caught up, concealing themselves behind him, remaining alert and ready.
Delving deeply into enemy territory without clear information on the enemy was definitely not a trivial matter; no one dared to be careless. Luo Zheng, troubled by the silence around and lacking intelligence on where the Wolf King lived or which paths the intersecting alleys led, realized they could not rashly advance. He glanced at a nearby room with a wooden door, then gestured for everyone to wait while he went ahead to check it out.
Soon, Luo Zheng crouched beside the wooden door, cautiously listening. Inside the room, the snores were thunderous, intermittent and suggesting more than one person was inside. Luo Zheng was taken aback, signaled to Ghost Hand, who understood and moved up. Seeing Luo Zheng's gesture of sliding his hand across his throat, Ghost Hand nodded understandingly, raising his gun to cover, his eyes filled with intense killing intent.
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