Two days later, at noon.
Luo Zheng arrived at a mountain ridge and coldly observed the valley ahead. The valley was vast, with buildings on both sides and in the middle. On one tall peak, many constructions of stone and wood made it resemble a small town in the mountain area. Many people were moving around, and a main road went straight through the large mountain, splitting the area in half. At the junction, a military unit was stationed, including dozens of people with two heavy machine guns.
This open mountain town was easy to infiltrate. The main issue was that he didn't know where the person he was looking for was located. Luo Zheng's gaze lingered on a small river below for a few seconds before quickly moving to the tall peak. From the terrain, it was highly likely that Kuntai lived on the peak. However, getting there was not easy, with five checkpoints in the way.
If he understood the language, Luo Zheng was confident he could blend in, but as a stranger without knowledge of the language, going there recklessly ant certain death. The valley was vast, and unless there was a large force with heavy weaponry, it would be hard to conquer. At that mont, a team erged from a grove of trees and walked towards the front, greeting the guards at the checkpoint in a very familiar and intimate manner.
After observing for a while longer, Luo Zheng noticed there were no old people or children in the valley below, not even won—just n of similar ages, each ard with a gun. He quickly realized this place was Kuntai's base and all the ard personnel below were Kuntai's n.
After observing for a while, Luo Zheng didn't find any exploitable weaknesses and had to give up. He found a place to sit down and rest, leaning against a large tree and began to eat the provisions that they had captured from the ambushed caravan earlier. The dried at, although rely cured, tasted decent mainly because of its high salt content, which was crucial for Luo Zheng, who hadn't had any salt for days while living wildly, replenishing his strength.
After eating a few pieces of dried at and taking a sip of water from his canteen, which he collected from inside a vine and was rich in vitamins, he rested for a while. Feeling full and refreshed, Luo Zheng decided to have a look around the area. An hour later, he reached the High Mountain Plain and saw fields full of opium poppies, bright red and striking.
The poppy, being a primary ingredient for producing drugs, caught Luo Zheng's attention. The sight of the poppy fields spread wide sparked an idea; destroying them would surely hurt Kuntai. Since he hadn't found any other vulnerabilities in Kuntai's operations, destroying these poppies to "collect so interest" seed like a worthwhile effort.
Destroying so many poppies by himself was surely impossible, as he could never destroy them all without exhausting himself to death. Luo Zheng decided to set a fire, reducing as many as he could destroy. He looked around; not spotting any inflammable materials, he noticed a patrol team walking in the hills, about a dozen n, heading in his direction leisurely. Startled, Luo Zheng quickly ducked down, using the poppies as cover as he silently moved closer.
Before long, Luo Zheng estimated that the patrol was not far from him, so he found a place to hide, raised his gun, and took aim quietly, alert and ready. The distance from the valley was quite substantial, so firing his gun might not necessarily reveal his position. It was challenging to silently eliminate ten ard individuals.
After waiting a bit longer, the patrol approached. Luo Zheng patiently awaited, gripping his gun and listening intently to their footsteps to gauge the distance. Just as the patrol was about ten ters away, Luo Zheng suddenly stood up from among the poppy flowers and fiercely opened fire on the patrol team.
"Da da da!" The ferocious firing rate of the AK47 rifle ford a dense barrage, covering about a dozen people and knocking them to the ground. Luo Zheng fired as he charged forward. The ambush was sudden; the team had no ti to react and all were killed without exception.
After confirming there were no survivors, Luo Zheng sighed in relief, collected the ammunition from the bodies, and hid the corpses in a poppy field. He then quickly retreated several hundred ters, stopped in a forest, climbed a tree, and observed for a while. Seeing no one co to investigate, he finally felt completely at ease, knowing his sneak attack had gone undetected.
Setting fire to the poppies was the best tactic, but it required a lot of dry wood and the effectiveness was uncertain to Luo Zheng. However, it could lure the enemy troops out of the valley, giving him a chance to infiltrate. Deciding on his plan, Luo Zheng quickly climbed down from the tree and pulled out his sword to start chopping wood.
An hour later, Luo Zheng dragged a bundle of firewood near the poppy field, randomly set up the firewood in a teepee shape, took out a lighter, and lit the fire. Watching the fire slowly consu the wood, Luo Zheng sneered, set up the rest of the firewood, and then quickly retreated towards the valley.
The fire was just to create chaos. The small blaze wouldn't impact the vast fields of poppies. Luo Zheng ran swiftly and reached the outskirts of the valley in half an hour. Hiding in a forest, he saw the disturbed troops rushing out towards the fire, and couldn't help but laugh.
Luo Zheng set down his backpack, hid his supplies and equipnt. The eye-catching sword couldn't be carried, nor could he wear the camouflage suit or combat attire. After hiding everything, wearing camouflage pants and a camouflage T-shirt and holding an AK47 rifle, he walked towards the valley.
Earlier, while observing from a ridge, Luo Zheng noticed that Kuntai's n were also dressed in camouflage T-shirts and pants. His disguise wouldn't arouse suspicion. Crossing the forest and reaching a small river, Luo Zheng crouched down, quickly washed the paint from his face with water, then sared so mud across his face before striding forward.
Soon, Luo Zheng approached a cabin. So n were sitting at the door, resting with guns in their laps, surprised at Luo Zheng suddenly appearing. One of them shouted sothing Luo Zheng didn't understand. Thinking quickly, he started shouting nonsense and gesturing towards the direction of the fire, pretending to be eager to report the incident or fetch reinforcents.
A burly man approached, eyeing Luo Zheng warily, looked in the direction Luo Zheng pointed, patted him on the shoulder, and waved his hand, muttering sothing. Luo Zheng pointed to his own mouth pretending to be mute, feigned fear, nodded and bowed, indicating he would head towards the mountain ahead.
The burly man said a few more words that Luo Zheng couldn't understand. The burly man kicked Luo Zheng in frustration, Luo Zheng pretended to lose his balance and fell, triggering laughter from the others. Clenching his fists, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, but thinking of Lan Xue, he swallowed the insult and smiled back at them.
Eventually, the n, having had their fun and spotting no anomalies, gestured impatiently. Luo Zheng got up and quickly walked forward, making a ntal note of the burly man. A gentleman's revenge is not too late even after ten years. Having finally infiltrated, he couldn't act rashly. Everything was postponed until he found Lan Xue. With the indignity borne, Luo Zheng quickened his pace.
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