The night deepened, the stars twinkled above the tropical rainforest, and a bright moon illuminated the earth, adding a touch of gentleness to the rainforest. The hot air seed to beco much tar, with a hint of coolness. On a winding river, a boat surged forward rapidly, with a heavy machine gun on deck. The cabin was pitch-black, no figures visible, only the motor roaring intermittently under the moonlight, making the river surface appear eerie and mysterious.
A speedboat seemingly without a pilot, a general-purpose heavy machine gun emitting a deadly aura, the surroundings deathly quiet. The forests on both riverbanks were a hazy gray, exuding a terrifying atmosphere. After an indeterminate amount of ti, a dock appeared in the distance, brightly lit, with many shirtless n drinking and gambling, and others patrolling the shore.
At that mont, a head cautiously poked out from the boat, raising a sniper scope to carefully observe. It was Luo Zheng. It was hard to see clearly from a distance, he could only make out a rough outline. After a while, he realized it was an ard dock, with no farms nearby, most likely controlled by so ard forces collecting taxes or the like.
We're definitely going to be discovered, to fight or not to fight?" Lan Xue whispered.
"Even if we fight, there will be escapees who will still discover us. There's another river path over there, we can bypass them. If pursued, we'll increase our speed and draw them away before striking. As long as we execute it flawlessly and don't let a single pursuer escape, even if exposed, they won't suspect it was us. The area is a ss of various ard factions: the Governnt Army, rcenaries, drug traffickers, private security, etc. Who would know who did it?" Luo Zheng murmured coldly.
"Makes sense," Lan Xue whispered back.
Snow Leopard, who was cautiously handling the motor at the stern, heard their conversation through his earpiece, imdiately checked the direction, and swiftly turned off the motor, changing the direction of the boat. In the dark night, the boat moved silently towards the branch of the river, powered by inertia. Snow Leopard was ready to start the motor any mont; if anyone on the dock showed signs of alarm, he would speed away imdiately.
In the dense night, the boat moved silently along the river, like a prival fierce beast lying in wait, ready to unleash an earth-shattering force once it bared its fangs and claws. Luo Zheng peered out, coldly eyeing the people on the riverbank who were shouting carelessly, high-spirited.
Suddenly, a spotlight swept over them, the intense light startling Luo Zheng. Many people on the shore started shouting and began to move. Luo Zheng knew they were discovered and quickly ordered, "Quick, speed up and leave. Draw the enemy away before we engage, and don't fire a single shot."
Firing would an revealing their identity, and without firing, who would know it was them? Everyone understood and responded affirmatively. Snow Leopard sped up the boat, the motor's rattling sound eerily distinct in the night. Still without lights on the boat to avoid exposing everyone's location, the heavy mist on the surface of the water also provided so concealnt.
Soon, Luo Zheng saw several hovercraft speeding towards them, with two people on each, one driving and the other ready with a gun. More boats began to pursue from behind. The situation looked grim. Luo Zheng stared at the hazy forest ahead, his face growing solemn.
"Shall we abandon the boat? Once we get into the woods, we have a chance, and it won't blow our cover," Lan Xue said in a chilling whisper, her gaze icy as she watched the approaching militants, her eyes full of murderous intent.
"Abandon ship?" Luo Zheng looked around at everyone, then turned back to glance at the enemy catching up, and finally rested his eyes on the woods ahead before saying, "Snow Leopard, get to the shore, prepare to land; everyone else, pour out the gasoline in the cabin and set it on fire to erase our traces completely."
"Understood." Everyone agreed, promptly pouring gasoline on the cabin floor and equipnt everywhere. Once everything was set, Snow Leopard had already docked the boat, and everyone swiftly rushed out of the cabin, leaping onto the shore from the deck, their forms agile like the kings of the forest.
Luo Zheng was the last one to disembark, holding a grenade in his hand—a grenade from the original crew on board. With the pin pulled, and seeing the enemy almost upon them, Luo Zheng didn't hesitate to throw the grenade into the cabin and turned to run. Hearing a loud explosion behind him, Luo Zheng stopped, looked back, and saw the boat engulfed in large flas. Under these flas, no trace would be revealed, Luo Zheng breathed a sigh of relief and put on the Night Vision Device to quickly chase after the others.
While running, the voice of Mountain Eagle, who was scouting ahead, rang out through the earpiece, asking about which route to choose: through the canyon or over the mountain ridge? Mountain Eagle couldn't decide on his own, so Luo Zheng hastened forward, surveyed the terrain for a while, and coldly pointed towards the mountain ridge, saying, "Take the top path, and move quickly, the enemy will catch up soon."
With the help of the Night Vision Device, everyone charged up the slope and onto the mountain ridge. Seeing lights flickering in the woods below and hearing ferocious barking dogs, it was clear that the pursuers had arrived. With dogs in tow, it was impossible to shake off the pursuers. Everyone looked towards Luo Zheng, whose face under the moonlight was as stern as iron. Being hunted and caught was not an option, as it would compromise them. He imdiately said, "Everyone, spread out, use silent tactics."
"Understood." Everyone quickly dispersed, concealing themselves in the woods and waiting.
Soon, the pursuers charged up. Luo Zheng saw three individuals leading the pack, each with a dog. He quickly pulled out his suppressed pistol and calmly aid at the dogs, knowing he had to neutralize them to escape. As the distance closed, and realizing there were about twenty to thirty pursuers—not too many—he relaxed.
"Puff!" Luo Zheng was the first to fire. The suppressed pistol's bullet made a faint sound as it rushed towards its target, entering a dog's head at a distance of only fifty ters—a distance at which the sniper pistol's bullet was lethal enough to kill a dog. Just as Luo Zheng prepared to fire a second shot, the other two dogs were also silently dealt with.
Almost simultaneously, the three dogs were fatally shot, collapsing on the ground with pitiful whines. The pursuers were startled; they frantically raised their guns, aimlessly spraying bullets into the woods. Bullets struck trees and the ground, making rustling sounds. All around, the woods were eerily silent, without any movent.
Soone shouted sothing, and the group stopped firing, cautiously observing their surroundings. The ominously still, dark woods emitted an aura of death, chilling to the bone. The n slowly spread out, looking for places to conceal themselves, but instead of pursuing, they communicated sothing among themselves, incomprehensible to Luo Zheng and the others hiding in the shadows.
If the enemy doesn't move, I move first. Luo Zheng again raised his gun, targeting an ard man holding a flashlight about eighty ters away. After fitting the suppressor, the pistol's killing power at this distance was limited. Luo Zheng removed the suppressor from the pistol, attached it to the Type-95 assault rifle, and aid once more.
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