Under the hazy night sky in the dense forest, everyone continued hunting down Bloodsuckers one by one, akin to Soul Hookers in the night reaping lives. The incessant sound of sniper rifles and screams spread far, evoking terror. Under a large tree, Luo Zheng watched the approaching Bloodsucker reinforcements alertly. There seemed to be more than thirty of them, and the Bloodsuckers inside the pocket formation had yet to be completely eliminated. What should be done?
Having to spit out what was already in one's mouth was a painful and unavoidable choice. Luo Zheng was extremely annoyed but had to face this decision. Once the pursuers arrived, they not only couldn't finish off those inside the pocket formation but would also suffer pursuit from the Bloodsucker reinforcements. Luo Zheng angrily whispered, "Brothers, retreat, catch up with the main force." Saying this, he stood up, holding a sniper rifle, crouched down, and began maneuvering sideways.
