Strongest Soldier King Chapter 758 758: Stirring Up the Flames of War

With pursuers in front and blockers behind, the situation grew tense. Everyone watched intently ahead, waiting for Luo Zheng's final decision. In the face of the enemy, Luo Zheng's mind beca exceptionally clear. He swiftly retreated to the top of the hill with the captured SVD sniper rifle, lay down next to Lan Xue, and quickly raised his binoculars to observe the approaching enemies from behind. There were quite a few of them, but their attire seed different from those in front.

"Could it be Wata Organization's people coming?" Luo Zheng whispered in surprise and doubt.

"It's not an impossibility. The ones in front should be from the Terrorist Organization. The urgent matter now is to make a quick decision whether to fight or retreat, or it'll be too late. Neither the front nor the back offers a choice to retreat. There are also two Death God Killers lying in wait on both sides—if we charge out, we'll beco live targets. We could choose one direction and break through together," Lan Xue whispered back as a reminder.

"Why break through?" Luo Zheng thought for a mont and then whispered.

"What do you an?" Lan Xue asked in surprise, looking back at Luo Zheng.

"Of course, we have to retreat, but not now. This place is full of rugged rocks, suitable for hiding and launching sneak attacks. Once both groups attack us, we'll incite them to fight each other, then take the opportunity to withdraw," Luo Zheng said coldly.

Hearing this, everyone fell silent, but their blood ran hot at the thought. Provoking the two groups to fight each other would indeed be satisfying. And it was not impossible—the Wata Organization and the Terrorist Organization were like two tigers on the sa mountain, and this territory belonged to the Wata Organization. If the Terrorist Organization encroached on it, Wata Organization would certainly not tolerate their presence. With the right maneuvers, getting them to clash with each other could very well be possible.

"It's worth a try," Lan Xue said after a mont of contemplation, agreeing with Luo Zheng's plan.

"How do we fight?" Ghost Hand asked in a low voice.

"Ghost Hand, Snow Leopard, keep a close watch on those Death God Killers. Don't let them get close," Luo Zheng replied in a low voice, as he raised his binoculars once more to observe the enemies advancing from the front and back. Assuming a formidable deanor, he suddenly had an idea and whispered, "Mountain Eagle, you take care of the rear—shoot down their torches. Xue Er, you're responsible for sniping Wata's officials and completely enrage them. Leave the front to . Everyone react accordingly and stay safe."

"Understood!" everyone responded quietly, and a strong will to fight spread through the air.

Luo Zheng quickly made his way to the front, found a place to hide, set up his sniper rifle, switched to an incendiary bomb, and aid at the enemy now within five hundred ters. They were coming on fiercely. He imdiately aid at a dense crowd and decisively pulled the trigger.

"Whoosh." The incendiary bomb whistled away, as if to ignite the night sky, drawing a terrifying streak of fire that pierced through the air. It slamd into the target instantly, igniting a great fire. The flammable agent exploded and splashed onto many nearby, who, unable to shake it off, also caught fire. The horrific screams broke the silence of the night, causing one's heart to tremble—an eeriness that was extre.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!" Luo Zheng fired off all ten Incendiary Bombs in one go, not even bothering to check the damage, he quickly switched out his ammo. The wretched cries of countless enemies rang in his ears as the terrorists, fierce and unstoppable, were halted by the terrifying incendiary rounds, scattering to take cover, daring not to move. Bullets flying everywhere hit the stone mountain, sending sparks in all directions, with stray bullets whizzing past.

Hidden behind a rock, Luo Zheng remained still, ignoring the enemy's attack. After he finished reloading, he quickly raised his gun and aid. Noticing the enemies had drawn closer, he didn't shoot imdiately but started to search for their leader in the back. Suddenly, Luo Zheng spotted a familiar figure in a black robe, dressed like a local—it was Xinzi.

Sworn enemies et with clear eyes, and Luo Zheng recognized the figure's identity at once. He aid swiftly but noticed that beside the target stood five fully ard soldiers, wearing bulletproof helts and camouflage paint, their combat uniforms out of place among the others. Luo Zheng was shocked, quickly grabbing his binoculars to observe and, to his horror, found that they were dressed as the Arctic Bear Country's Snow Bear Special Warfare Team.

"Hiss?" Luo Zheng took a sharp breath. Dealing with the Death God Killer Organization was already a headache, and now the Snow Bears had arrived. At first glance, there were five, but who knew if there were more? A naless anger surged within him; all this was brought about by Xinzi. Had it not been for her, their presence wouldn't have been exposed, nor would they be facing such danger.

"Whoosh!" Luo Zheng fired his gun. However, just as he pulled the trigger, he realized that Xinzi had vanished, which alard him. He quickly searched and saw Xinzi on the ground, pinned down by a mber of the Snow Bear, who had suddenly perceived the danger and tackled Xinzi, saving her life.

Xinzi escaped the attack, but the incendiary round still hit a leader-like figure, who imdiately caught fire and began writhing and screaming on the ground. Many rushed to help, but they too were ignited. One of the Snow Bears charged forward, pulling out an entrenching tool from his back and shoveling dirt over the flas while another mber joined in with a shovel, both desperate to smother the fire.

"Eh?" Luo Zheng, realizing that these adversaries weren't simple, was overjoyed and quickly aid at one of the Snow Bears. Just as he was about to shoot, the target dropped to the ground and rolled far away, losing the chance to snipe him. Luo Zheng knew that these Snow Bears were extrely sensitive to danger and difficult to target. He swiftly moved his gun to search for Xinzi but found she had disappeared without a trace.

"Damn it." Luo Zheng cursed in anger. In just a mont, the vanguard of the Terrorist Organization had charged to a distance of two hundred ters. His last shot had given away his position, and the dense gunfire from the terrorists, although blocked by the strange rocks, sent sparks flying and stray bullets zooming dangerously close. Luo Zheng had to quickly move to the side to take cover and rapidly opened fire on the enemies ahead.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh—!" Luo Zheng fired ten sniper incendiary bombs in quick succession, every shot finding its mark. The enemies caught in the flas were petrified, running in chaos, so falling to the ground, never to rise again. The rest dove for cover or made evasive maneuvers to the sides, and Luo Zheng took the opportunity to reload.

"A large group of enemies is charging up, two hundred ters away, going mad. Captain, you didn't take out their leader, did you?" Mountain Eagle's anxious voice rang out in the earpiece.

"Brothers, let's et at the mountain top, lure the enemy up there, and then sneak off eastward," Luo Zheng whispered with a chilling decisiveness that spread through the air. "Let them fight it out. The terrorists have erged in full force; we'll go for their lair."

Everyone perked up upon hearing this, retreating in unison. Using the bizarre rocks as cover, they made it to the mountain top without incident, and all looked to Luo Zheng for direction.

At that mont, the enemy forces had also charged up the stone mountain, howling wildly, gunfire blazing—a scene reminiscent of demons released from hell under the moonlight, with a chilling murderous aura.