At the foot of the dim mountain, everyone lay hidden in the dense bushes, closely watching the squad coming down. With sharp eyes slightly closed, they suppressed the battle intent simmering within, avoiding alarming this enemy unit. They gripped their rifles firmly, standing ready for battle, each like a lurking Fierce Beast of ancient times, waiting for the perfect moment to strike and deliver a deadly blow to their prey at any time.
Luo Zheng didn't move. Everyone watched the enemy forces drawing nearer, forced to hold back their urge to attack, lying tightly against the ground to avoid exposure. Not until the squad passed by laughing and chatting did they slowly raise their heads from the bushes, coldly watching the other party vanish into the distance. Finally, they looked towards Luo Zheng, who signaled for them to continue hiding, and they all knowingly settled back down, patiently waiting.
