The scorching sun baked the castle, wringing out every drop of moisture, leaving the ground dry as ash and the air hot and steamy. Luo Zheng, enduring the brutal sun, gulped down so water, which soothed his smoking throat a bit. Surprised by the sudden dust cloud ahead, he wondered if another sandstorm was coming. He quickly raised his sniper scope to check and realized it wasn't a sandstorm, but rather a cloud of dust kicked up by an all-terrain vehicle speeding along.
"Eh?" Luo Zheng gasped in surprise and adjusted his sniper scope to take a closer look. Several people were sitting in the vehicle, mbers of the Sam Country team. Shocked, he whispered, "Xue Er, look, are they retreating? What's going on?"
"Hard to say," Lan Xue responded, lifting her own sniper scope for a look. Quickly figuring it out, she couldn't help but laugh joyfully and relaxed completely. She spoke into her headset, "Guys, co and see. Our opponents are running with their tails between their legs. It's so satisfying. I didn't expect them to retreat; it must be the poison acting up, otherwise it's impossible."
"Maybe, but let's not leave the castle just to be safe, in case they try to deceive us. These bastards are capable of anything. Who knows if there are snipers hidden behind the sand dunes? We have food and drinks; no rush. Let's wait a bit longer," Luo Zheng quietly advised everyone.
The group acknowledged, and soon Ghost Hand, Snow Leopard, and Mountain Eagle ca over. Everyone climbed the city walls and started observing with their sniper scopes. Unfortunately, all they could see was the dust as the vehicle had already gone far. Mountain Eagle whispered, "Check if there's a signal now. These bastards sure ran fast."
Everyone imdiately looked toward Lan Xue. She quickly pulled out her satellite phone to check, then shook her head, puzzling everyone. The opponents had fled, so why was there still no signal? Thinking it over, Mountain Eagle said, "It might be that they left the jamr on intentionally to create confusion and buy ti for their retreat. I'll circle around from the other side to check."
"Okay, be careful. We'll provide you with sniper cover," Lan Xue agreed.
Mountain Eagle acknowledged and swiftly withdrew from the city walls, leaping down from the other side and running around the lake before charging up the hill, soon disappearing from sight. The group nervously waited and, after about fifteen minutes, saw Mountain Eagle charging over from the front sand dune, waving his arms. Everyone looked at Lan Xue, who glanced at her satellite phone and suddenly cheered, "Quite right, they hadn't turned off the jamr. Now it's clear."
"Then let's hurry and get the committee to confirm," Luo Zheng bead with joy. Mountain Eagle had co from where the Sam Country team used to hide, indicating that the opponents had fully retreated and everyone was safe.
"Just to be safe, you guys hold down the fort here; I'll go," Lan Xue instructed before rushing down the castle walls towards the direction of the wolf head sculpture to report the situation and set the coordinates for the committee.
Soon, Mountain Eagle ca running excitedly to the base of the castle, shouting, "Guys, they've all run off. We're safe now, and we've won."
"Ha ha, we've won," Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard cried out joyfully.
The victory hadn't co easy. Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard were injured, though not fatally, but they had to leave soon, or the wounds would cause trouble. Luo Zheng's expression turned grave as he looked at Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard, then shouted to Mountain Eagle below, "Prepare food and water imdiately. We need to leave here as soon as possible. Too bad we can't call a helicopter for pickup."
"Yes, otherwise we could have saved a lot of distance, but the rules stipulate a helicopter pickup only at the drop zone. Never mind, let's get ready to move. Ghost, just to be on the safe side, continue to stay on the wall. The rest of us can handle the preparations," Ghost Hand said helplessly.
Luo Zheng agreed and continued to lie on top of the wall, watching ahead while Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard slowly descended. Half an hour later, Lan Xue arrived at the gate with three people, carrying various supplies. Luo Zheng knew it was ti to retreat. He glanced at the vast desert ahead, then back at the deadly silent castle, feeling a surge of relief. In this battle, Huaxia Country had won, the heart of the enemy, the Wolf King, had fallen, and the Wild Wolf rcenary Group had vanished. The only regret was not completely annihilating the Sam Country and Japanese rival teams, and failing to avenge the Drunkard. What a pity.
"Let's go," Lan Xue commanded.
"Yes, let's go ho," Luo Zheng said joyfully, packing up his weapons and equipnt. He shouldered his military pack and climbed down from the wall. Looking at the eerily silent castle and then towards his companions, they exchanged knowing smiles and walked out of the city gate, their steps firm and joyful with victory.
In this contest, Huaxia Country had erged as the ultimate winner. Although the process was arduous and had been a close brush with death, everyone felt it was all worth it. Living to enjoy the honor was more important than anything else.
The team slowly advanced, and as the sun set, the remnants of daylight bathed the vast desert in a golden glow, making it stunningly beautiful. Sand dunes stretched endlessly, occasionally revealing a few sand scorpions and lizards, adding a touch of life to the desolate desert. anwhile, the exposed animal skeletons served as a grim reminder of the desert's indifference and ruthlessness.
"Is there sothing ahead?" Mountain Eagle suddenly shouted through his headset.
"What's going on?" Everyone was alard, quickly loading their bullets and rushing forward in combat formation, their actions swift. As they ran, they held their guns on their shoulders, searching the surroundings alertly as if facing a great enemy.
After maneuvering around a cluster of sand dunes, they spotted an all-terrain vehicle ahead. Mountain Eagle, who was observing near the vehicle, saw the others approaching and hastily jogged back, explaining, "It's people from various country teams. They've been poisoned and are all dead. It's unclear if it's contagious, so I suggest we detour."
Everyone looked at the all-terrain vehicle and the bodies inside, remaining silent. As enemies, they should have felt joy, but they couldn't muster any happiness and even felt a sense of pity.
Luo Zheng's stern gaze swept over the vehicle, noticing the bodies had begun to decompose, oozing black blood that stained the yellow sand black, emitting a foul odor. He said flatly, "Regardless, they're dead now, and the Drunkard's revenge is avenged. Let's go."
"They are enemies, we should be happy that they're dead. Let it be, when a person dies, everything goes with them, let's go," Lan Xue said indifferently, sowhat cryptically, and turned to walk ahead.
"Good riddance, the lot of them," Snow Leopard muttered coldly, catching up. Ghost Hand and Mountain Eagle exchanged a look and quickly followed, no one saying anything more. The golden afterglow cast long shadows on everyone, stretching across the vast desert as they gradually disappeared into the distance.
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