Having finally infiltrated, Luo Zheng knew he couldn't give up; the question was how to attack. After so thought, he decided to prioritize the mission. These simple rooms couldn't possibly be the lab; the lab must be underground. Finding the entrance to the underground beca the urgent matter at hand. With this in mind, Luo Zheng quickly communicated with Ghost Hand and the others using military hand signals, and everyone nodded in agreent, understanding the plan.
Just then, Mountain Eagle tugged at Luo Zheng's arm and pointed at a helicopter in the distance, with a makeshift rain shelter nearby made of several wooden stakes and planks, under which soone was standing guard. It was not an easy target, but Luo Zheng understood Mountain Eagle's point. After thinking it over, he shook his head. Their mission was to destroy the toxin; destroying the helicopter was crucial, but it would expose them, and then none of them would escape.
Mountain Eagle, understanding, nodded with a wry smile, and they all moved towards the back alley. Suddenly, a middle-aged man grabbed Luo Zheng, drew his bow, and aid ahead with eyes sharp as a blade's edge. Startled, Luo Zheng focused and saw that the alley was empty. Just as he was puzzling over this, he saw two people rushing past in a hurry.
"Swoosh!" A black flash appeared, like Death God's scythe, and instantly pierced the neck of one of the n, passing right through. The companion, horrified, stared at his fallen comrade, opened his mouth to shout an alarm, but then another black flash flew like lightning and instantly entered his mouth. This man scread weakly, his cries muffled by the roaring thunder, as his body fell in the rainy alley, blood flooding the ground.
"Huh?" Luo Zheng looked at the middle-aged man, then at another muscular man beside him whose arrow was the masterpiece. His expression turned cold as he whispered harshly, "Quick, see if we've been noticed." Yet, internally, he was seething with annoyance. The middle-aged man's rash action, while satisfying, might have exposed their whereabouts, potentially ruining everything.
However, Luo Zheng's worries soon turned into reality. As they rushed forward, they saw two n standing in another alley, their faces drastically changing as they witnessed the scene. One of them quickly raised a gun to aim. Luo Zheng was shocked and, pulling the middle-aged man with him, retreated hastily, his expression grave. After all their struggles, they had only killed two Japanese enemies; what was the point?
Still, Luo Zheng knew the middle-aged man was driven by a deep desire for revenge, and lacking proper training, synchrony, and cooperation was understandable. He couldn't bla him, regretting only that he hadn't briefed him better. But, with the language barrier and limited options, hearing the intense gunfire break out in the alley, Luo Zheng knew trouble had arrived and hurriedly said, "Quick, we need to retreat now!"
"It's too late," Ghost Hand called out, his expression turning stern.
"Should we seize the helicopter? Let's run, one by one," Mountain Eagle shouted.
At that mont, the middle-aged man let out a few strange cries; the other three quickly dispersed, each taking cover in a corner, drawing their bows and shooting calmly, resigned to their fate. Luo Zheng, startled at first, soon realized these guys never intended to get out alive. With that, he also drew his bow and said, "Brothers, it's a fight to the death, make sure none of it goes to waste and stay cautious, we need to stay alive."
"Ghost, create confusions with a fire," Ghost Hand suddenly called out, seizing the initiative.
Luo Zheng glanced around. People were rushing from several directions, and the dense gunfire left the four tribal mbers no chance to retaliate. With an anxious expression and a cold, desperate gaze, he quickly grabbed the middle-aged man, shouting, "Guys, manage the fire, be careful."
"Let's do this," Ghost Hand and others roared, smashing through the makeshift fence wall and rushing in, tussling with the people inside the room. Quickly finishing off the n in the room, they pulled out the wires, creating a short circuit. The wires ignited, sparking and setting the dry roof thatch on fire, creating flas.
"Spread out and grab the weapons!" Luo Zheng shouted after he shot two enemies attempting to charge over with his bow and arrows. Without waiting for everyone's response, he dashed out of the alley and sprinted down it like a hunting cheetah, his speed incredibly fast. Just then, a Japanese soldier, suppressed by the arrows and hiding behind a building, peeked out. About to shoot, he saw a blur of Black Shadow rushing towards him; startled, he quickly pulled the trigger.
Then, the soldier realized the trigger wouldn't budge, firmly jamd by soone. His face turned pale, and soon after, he felt a sharp pain in his neck, his vision darkened, and he knew no more. With a gun in his hand now, Luo Zheng felt a surge of confidence. He crouched down and after searching the soldier, he pulled out a magazine. Seeing the hard-won flas doused instantly by the rain, his heart sank, but then an idea struck him, and he shouted, "Regroup back to the original position!" As he said it, he charged over.
While running, Luo Zheng spotted a large bow being drawn, the chilling arrow aid at him. Alard, he quickly shouted, "It's !" while making an evasive maneuver. The owner of the bow seed to realize sothing and retracted. Luo Zheng leaped forward and upon reaching the spot, spotted several enemies at another alley entrance, their position revealed by the bullets they fired. He imdiately aid and sprayed a barrage of bullets.
"Ratatat!" Several enemies fell, and in the darkness, it was unclear how many had died. Luo Zheng shouted, "Is everyone here?"
"In position. What's the plan?" Ghost Hand yelled.
Once everyone was in position, Luo Zheng shouted, "Knock out the room lights, create chaos, take advantage while the water is muddy—no one stray far."
"Good idea." Ghost Hand and the others, revitalized, began shooting at every source of light. Then, Luo Zheng noticed that everyone had managed to grab weapons, true to the standards of the Soldier King, with incredibly efficient moves. Luo Zheng quickly grabbed a middle-aged man, signaling him not to wander off, though he was unsure if the man understood, feeling frustrated.
"Ratatat!" Luo Zheng took control of the gun he held and began spraying towards the lit rooms, shattering the light bulbs. It soon beca pitch-black, and nothing was visible. Luo Zheng shouted, "Guys, close in on !"
After a while, they all huddled together in the pitch dark, unable to see anything, and relying purely on senses. Just then, a bolt of lightning exploded in the night sky. Utilizing the flash of light, Luo Zheng noticed everyone was intact and not far from one another. His expression turned stern and he said in a low voice, "Did you guys notice, the gunfire from the southeast corner is exceptionally loud? I suspect it's reinforcents coming from underground. The entrance must be in the southeast corner."
"What are we waiting for? At this point, it's do or die," Ghost Hand said coldly.
"Let's go for it," Mountain Eagle and Snow Leopard agreed. Surrounded and overwheld by enemies, rather than waiting to be killed, they preferred to fight back fiercely, even if it ant a clean death.
"Don't rush, we're not at the end of our rope yet." Luo Zheng cald down. Faced with a crisis, his mind was unusually clear. Eyes on the noisy southeast direction and seeing many people approaching closer, his face stern as iron, eyes cold, he said in a low voice, "Drop your weapons, follow ."
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