Jiang Ming switched off the flashlight, stuffed it into his satchel, and crept silently through the woods. Faintly, he heard a huffing sound up ahead.
Jiang Ming held his rifle at the ready. The gun he was using today was also a semi-automatic rifle supplied by Qi Shengli.
Jiang Ming advanced slowly through the pine forest. To his left and right were needle-covered branches and tangled brush. With every step, he had to carefully hold back the surrounding twigs, only letting them go slowly after he had passed.
CRACK... No matter how careful he was, he still made a noise. His satchel snagged on a twig. As he moved forward, he yanked it, and the twig snapped with a sharp sound.
HUFF...
A sound echoed faintly from ahead. Jiang Ming squinted, and through the dense web of branches, he saw a colossal creature rise to its feet from beneath a large pine tree.
