On the wide river, more than a dozen boats had scattered, each with many armed militants standing aboard, firing guns furiously into the riverbed and occasionally tossing grenades. The river was strewn with dead fish, their white bellies floating bleakly on the surface, yet the shooters showed no sign of stopping their relentless spray of bullets. Suddenly, someone shouted something and everyone quickly turned to look, spotting a person swiftly climbing onto the riverbank far away and diving into the bushes, moving so quickly that he was almost unnoticeable.
The armed personnel quickly redirected their gunfire towards the figure and started chasing him by boat, shouting loudly. At this moment, two speedboats rushed over. One was occupied by five individuals dressed as ninjas, and the other by six in local attire, each with a ferociously grim expression and emitting a chilling murderous aura, wielding exceptionally sophisticated weapons.