On the battlefield, orders were like mountains; once issued, they had to be executed firmly. Mountain Eagle cowered with his rifle held level with his shoulder, his body slightly tilted as he ran swiftly forward, the rifle's muzzle constantly moving. His eyes, nested in the sniper scope, observed the surroundings, not missing any detail. After Mountain Eagle had advanced about a hundred meters, Luo Zheng and Lan Xue caught up, with Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard spreading out on either side, taking the rear.
The intelligence showed that it would take three days to trek into the armed warlord's territory from the border. Naturally, they wouldn't waste their time just traveling. With the help of GPS, by nightfall they reached a river. Nearby was a village with wooden houses and curling smoke. They lay hidden on a slope, their backs filled with all kinds of branches for camouflage, which greatly enhanced their stealth.