An Moxue returned after finishing her set of punches, just as Wu Sicheng and Zhao Gang had finished their business.
The three of them quickly finished their food. An Moxue whistled to call back the two little ones and then left.
Wu Sicheng and An Moxue formed one group, while Zhao Gang formed another. They proceeded separately, with Wu Sicheng and Zhao Gang only exchanging their findings around noon and adjusting their routes accordingly.
If food happens to be encountered, some will be collected, and the process will continue at full speed without stopping.
We didn't stop to rest until around 10 p.m. We didn't find any trace of our comrades or criminals that day, only a few coded messages left by our comrades.
The next morning at four o'clock, they set off again. Around ten o'clock in the morning, Zhao Gang heard a few urgent bird calls.
Upon hearing the sound, Wu Sicheng said to An Moxue, "Moxue, target spotted, currently in combat. This time, all enemies are armed, so keep concealed. Follow me, and be sure to pay attention to your surroundings to prevent enemy ambushes. Stay with me."
Before An Moxue could even reply with a "yes," Wu Sicheng had already leaped three meters away. She quickly followed, and in a few leaps, the two of them disappeared into the dense forest.
As they approached the battleground, Wu Sicheng gestured to An Moxue, who then found a secluded tree and climbed up it.
She concealed herself, took out a telescope from her spatial storage, and began to observe. She first surveyed the surroundings but found no suspicious targets.
Then we pointed the binoculars at the battlefield, where three of our teammates were surrounded by six enemy soldiers.
Both sides sustained injuries, but our side was clearly at a disadvantage. Wu Sicheng's arrival directly broke the encirclement and greatly relieved the pressure on our comrades.
He rushed over and delivered a vertical kick with his right foot, aiming straight for the enemy's back. Caught off guard, the enemy stumbled forward. Taking advantage of this, he swept his leg, sending the enemy sprawling to the ground. He then swung the wooden stick in his hand and smashed it down on the enemy's back. The enemy rolled to the side, and the stick struck his shoulder.
Seeing this, an enemy to Wu Sicheng's left stepped back with his right foot and launched a spinning kick at Wu Sicheng with his left foot. At the same time, he grabbed Wu Sicheng's left shoulder with a grappling move. Wu Sicheng stepped back with his left foot and leaned back, dodging the enemy's attack.
At the same time, the first enemy had already taken this opportunity to stand up, his shoulders visibly slumped.
The two attacked him simultaneously, forming a pincer movement, and the three of them were instantly entangled in combat.
The fighting on the battlefield is devoid of any fancy moves; every strike is aimed at vital points, and one can easily get injured if one is not careful. Just watching it from such a distance is incredibly enlightening.
An Moxue watched with great excitement. She took out her crossbow, loaded it with bolts, aimed at the target, and fired in one smooth motion, shooting the enemy straight in the back. Then she quickly climbed down the tree, ran in another direction, and started climbing back up the tree.
With a thud, he fell to the ground and never got up again, much to the surprise of everyone present.
One of the enemy soldiers reacted swiftly, turning around and running towards the first large tree where An Moxue was hiding.
Wu Sicheng and Zhao Gang tried to return to help, but they were both tied up and could only move slowly. The other teammates were unaware of what was happening and were unable to provide support.
One person fell to the ground, and another was moved; the situation on this side instantly became evenly matched.
After climbing the tree, An Moxue found the best spot, adjusted her breathing, and quickly observed the battlefield. She saw that the battlefield was now one-on-one, with one person lying on the ground and the other disappearing.
She peered towards the battlefield and the first large tree where she stood, and saw someone already standing under that tree. An Moxue sighed inwardly, impressed by the person's quick reflexes.
She quickly raised her crossbow, aimed, and fired three arrows in quick succession before climbing down the tree and running towards another large tree right next to it.
He dodged the first two arrows, but the third arrow struck his right arm. He quickly hid behind the nearest tree, removed the arrow, and dared not chase after it again. Little did he know that his arm would gradually lose sensation in a short while.
After climbing the tree, An Moxue quickly reloaded her arrows, regulated her breathing, and did not shoot any more arrows, focusing all her attention on defending against the enemy she had just encountered.
On Wu Sicheng's side, an enemy was killed, and the situation changed instantly. He took the opportunity to withdraw from the battlefield and ran towards the first big tree where An Moxue had once stayed.
Seeing Wu Sicheng move to provide support, An Moxue immediately prepared herself. When the enemy behind the tree saw Wu Sicheng chasing after them, they no longer dared to hide and fled. An Moxue took the opportunity to fire an arrow, which missed but caused trouble and slowed down his escape, giving Wu Sicheng valuable time.
Once the two people were out of range of her crossbow, An Moxue turned around, reloaded her crossbow, and fired all of them in one go at the other side of the battlefield, hitting one person in the side with an arrow.
After shooting the arrow, An Moxue put away her crossbow, picked up her triangular military dagger, and ran towards Wu Sicheng's direction.
On the battlefield, things change in an instant. On Wu Sicheng's side, the anesthetic drug had spread to half of the enemy's body. Wu Sicheng dealt with it with ease, and with a final twist of the throat, the enemy died instantly, leaving no room for An Moxue to make any moves.
With the enemy dead, Wu Sicheng returned to the battlefield to continue fighting. The situation was one-sided, and soon all the enemies were eliminated. His comrades cleaned up the battlefield.
An Moxue retrieved all the arrows and sat under a large tree, carefully wiping them with a handkerchief.
If you ignore her slightly trembling hands, you would think she is a calm and competent hunter.
Wu Sicheng came over, didn't say anything, squatted down in front of her, took her hands and gently rubbed them until her hands stopped trembling and were no longer cold.
He released her hand, sat down an arm's length away from her, and began to recount his first experience of killing an enemy—
"Mo Xue, you probably can't believe it, but I was a year younger than you when I first killed an enemy. It was close combat, and I was almost killed by him. In the end, I managed to kill him at the crucial moment, but I ended up covered in blood. The enemy was dead, but I stood there, unable to move. My companions had to come and pull me out of it. When I came to my senses, I suddenly vomited until I couldn't vomit anything anymore, and I kept vomiting until I was completely exhausted. For a long time, I had nightmares, and my dreams were full of terrifying scenes. For several years, I felt extremely uncomfortable whenever I saw blood. It's only in the last two or three years that I've slowly gotten better, but even now, I don't like seeing blood, and maybe I never will."
Mo Xue, you've done a great job. Relax, you'll get better little by little. Nobody's comfortable with this kind of thing the first time; it takes time. Believe in yourself, you've done incredibly well.
Wu Sicheng stopped talking and just sat quietly beside her until his teammates called out. Wu Sicheng then softly asked, "Mo Xue?"
She replied casually, "Mm."
Seeing that she had responded, Wu Sicheng breathed a sigh of relief: "I'll go take a look. You sit here for now, and call me if you need anything, okay?"
"Hmm." Just another simple, understated word.
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