Kuntai's headquarters was like a military town, rows of wooden huts laid out like barracks, orderly and crisscrossed, inhabited exclusively by ard militants. There were no sight of the elderly, children, or won. To avoid accidents, Luo Zheng walked through the most crowded places, following the main road toward the direction of the huge mountain peak. Before long, a checkpoint appeared in front of him. Luo Zheng didn't care and calmly continued forward.
When he approached the checkpoint, Luo Zheng was surprised to find that everyone passing through needed identification. Without ID, passage was absolutely not allowed. You could call soone to co for you, and only after verification could you pass. In this situation, Luo Zheng had no way to infiltrate and, startled, left without making a sound, finding an inconspicuous place to stop and observe the surroundings.
The checkpoint's defense was very tight, and inspection was strict; the likelihood of slipping through was very slim. And this was just the first checkpoint. There were more the deeper one went, all seemingly requiring inspection, which implied that Kuntai had segnted his subordinates by rank or structure, and individuals could only move within designated areas.
This discovery alard Luo Zheng deeply, familiarizing him sowhat with Kuntai's cautious style. Faced with such an enemy, one could not afford to be careless. Looking toward the highest mountain peak in the distance, houses were built against the hill, with forests providing shade and hiding them from view from above. Figures moved faintly in the distance.
As he was pondering, Luo Zheng saw a patrol team approaching from not far away. Startled, he quickly chose a direction and began to walk slowly. Staying in one place would arouse suspicion. After a short distance, another patrol appeared. Luo Zheng gritted his teeth and continued forward. The patrol guard gave Luo Zheng a curious look but, seeing his composed and calm deanor, did not suspect him, and moved on.
This seemingly open base was lax on the outside but tight on the inside, making it difficult to attack. Staying here would arouse suspicion. Dinner ti was approaching, and there would definitely be protocols, like designated areas for eating, set ways to get food, etc. If he acted out of the ordinary at that ti, he would definitely expose himself.
It seed he had to find another way. Reluctantly, Luo Zheng turned and left, heading outside along the main road. Along the way, he encountered many ard personnel who paid no attention to him. There was a checkpoint at the exit, but they weren't checking, which gave Luo Zheng a sigh of relief.
Having infiltrated with great difficulty only to return empty-handed was frustrating for Luo Zheng, but he was helpless against such tight managent. Inside, there were five checkpoints, and passage depended on having the right credentials. After leaving the exit, Luo Zheng hurriedly walked for a while, then swiftly entered the woods when he was far enough from anyone, circling back to where he had stashed his gear. After dressing and gearing up, he carried his military bag and headed deep into the forest.
An hour later, as darkness began to fall, Luo Zheng stopped in a forest next to a river, lit a campfire, and killed a wild goat that had strayed from the herd to drink. He cleaned it by the river and set it to roast over the fire, while contemplating his next move. Kuntai's defenses were too tight; if he couldn't infiltrate, his only option was a direct attack. But the difficulty of a direct assault without heavy weapons as a lone individual was daunting.
Unconsciously, the savory scent of the at spread. Luo Zheng was worried about Lan Xue and lost his appetite, but he still forced himself to eat. Staying alive and keeping his strength up was the only way to save Lan Xue. After eating his fill and resting for a while, Luo Zheng looked up at the bright moon and the stars scattered across the sky, his eyes filled with an inextinguishable worry.
"No, I'll try again later." With a fierce look in his eyes, Luo Zheng made a decision. The night might provide cover and possibly a new strategy. Waiting any longer was a waste of ti. Without a better plan, he had no choice but to take a chance.
Having made his decision, Luo Zheng sat down to ditate and began practicing the family's Breathing Skill to regulate his breath. This session lasted several hours, and around two o'clock in the morning, Luo Zheng slowly opened his eyes, a terrifying gleam flashing in his gaze as he looked up at the endless night sky, which then returned to normal. He finished the remaining at, stood up, extinguished the campfire, and left.
Over an hour later, Luo Zheng arrived at the forest he had visited before—it was relatively easy to infiltrate, and having done so once, he was familiar with the environnt. Crossing the forest, he could see the cabins ahead. Knowing the way well, Luo Zheng carefully approached one of the cabins, listened intently for a mont, and heard the loud snoring sounds coming from inside.
With a sudden inspiration, Luo Zheng quickly reached the door, crouched down, and hid in the darkness to observe for a while. After ensuring he was not noticed, Luo Zheng gently pushed the door open and entered. There, bathed in moonlight, he found two bunk beds with four people lying on them, their weapons and clothes piled to one side.
The people on the beds were sound asleep. Killing them was not his intention, as it could easily expose him. Luo Zheng rifled through the clothing and pulled out a docunt from a pocket. Under the faint moonlight, he saw a photo but could not understand the text. The person in the photo was too different from him, making it unusable.
After a mont of thought, Luo Zheng slowly retreated from the cabin and concealed himself within the shadows. The docunt had a photo, making it hard to impersonate, and the unreadable text ant he couldn't ascertain the specific identity, thus increasing the difficulty of posing as soone else. He had to give up. After so observation, a patrol team approached. Luo Zheng quickly curled up to hide so that he wouldn't be seen. Once the patrol had left, Luo Zheng quickly ran off, like a ghost roaming the night, silent yet swiftly.
Before long, Luo Zheng reached the main street. Having been here once before, he moved with ease and continued along the main street. Ahead was a checkpoint, and outright storming through was certainly not an option. The sentinel seed very alert, and it was impossible to sneak past unnoticed. Luo Zheng looked to the left and right; there were rows of cabins, blocking the way forward. To proceed, he had to go through the cabins, which were filled with soldiers, presenting a significant challenge.
After a mont's hesitation, Luo Zheng's expression quickly hardened with resolve, and he headed towards one of the cabins. He had only taken a few steps when another patrol team approached, prompting Luo Zheng to swiftly dart into the shadows to hide. The patrol consisted of a dozen ard n standing in a line, scanning their surroundings vigilantly.
When the patrol left, turning a corner about ten ters away from where Luo Zheng was hiding, he breathed a sigh of relief and quickly reached the door of a room. He gently pushed—the door was not locked—and with a roll, he nimbly entered the room. Just like the previous one, it had two bunk beds with four people sleeping on them, their snoring loud as thunder.
Tip-toeing to the window, which had a bamboo-slatted shutter held open with a stick, Luo Zheng stepped onto the beds, took the stick, then leaped with agility over the beds, landed on his feet, opened the window, and used the stick to prop it open as before.
The Black Shadow was silent—surrounded by the chirping of crickets and the sound of deep slumber—Luo Zheng watched his surroundings cautiously; in the distance was the main road and the checkpoint, and ahead were more rooms. To avoid detection, he realized he would have to keep moving through the rooms by climbing in and out of windows, just like he had done before.
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