Strongest Soldier King

"Awooo—!"

The White Wolf King stretched its neck and howled, its blood-red mouth looking especially eerie in the light of the bonfire. Its snow-white fur seemed to tremble, and the howl carried a fierce murderous aura, as if it wanted to pierce the dark night sky, arrogant and full of dominance.

"Awooo—!" Dozens of wolf howls responded, the sound rolling into the night like thunder, carrying a ferocious momentum, as if they wanted to shatter the entire night sky. The sound lingered in the canyon for a long time.

Luo Zheng knew an attack was imminent at the sound of howling and quickly locked onto the White Wolf King. He planned to capture the leader first, take down the White Wolf King, and the wolf pack would retreat, giving them a chance to withdraw. As for the pursuit that might happen after the wolf pack selected a new king, they would deal with it then; the immediate crisis was the priority.

What surprised Luo Zheng was that the White Wolf King seemed to know it was being targeted. Its body suddenly leaped to the side, drawing a smooth arc in the night sky; it actually jumped four or five meters away. Luo Zheng quickly moved his gun to aim again, only to find that it was already blocked by the rocks outside the cave, and the White Wolf King was nowhere to be seen.

"Such speed, such keen reflexes." Luo Zheng was shocked, never expecting a wolf to have such strong adaptability. It was clearly well-prepared, his tiger-like eyes grew solemn, and he shouted, "Free fire!"

"Yes." Everyone had also seen the White Wolf King's evasive maneuver and watched the front with the vigilance of facing a formidable enemy.

At this moment, five wild wolves howled and launched their attack, their running movement fast, their bodies undulating like waves, streamlined and distinct, their four limbs strong and powerful. Luo Zheng's tiger eyes narrowed, and without hesitation, he pulled the trigger.

"Whiz-whiz-whiz!" Almost simultaneously, three sniper shots rang out as Lan Xue and Mountain Eagle also fired. The three bullets roared out of their barrels, unabated by the ferocity of the charging wild wolves, issuing a spirit-lifting roar, seemingly overwhelming the wolves' howling momentum. In an instant, three wild wolves leaping into the air were blown apart, blood splattering, flesh scattered all over.

"Whiz-whiz!" Two more shots were fired by Wu Yuan and Zhang Bin. Although their reaction speed wasn't as fast as Luo Zheng, Lan Xue, and Mountain Eagle, their sniping accuracy at such close range did not fall short. The other two wild wolves were also blown apart in an instant, the scene extraordinarily bloody.

The group finished off five wild wolves together but felt no joy. More wolves slowly gathered around like an invisible mountain pressing in. The previously raging wolves suddenly quieted down, advancing slowly while coldly watching the entrance of the cave, making everyone shudder. This organized attack was even more terrifying.

"Are there any grenades left? Bring them all here," Ghost Hand suddenly shouted.

Quickly, everyone handed their grenades to Ghost Hand, who angrily pushed forward and distributed grenades to Luo Zheng, Lan Xue, and Mountain Eagle, saying, "Targeted attack?"

"Fine, target at the front, get ready," Luo Zheng agreed, swiftly opening the grenade safety, shouting, "Throw!"

The four of them threw four grenades almost simultaneously, launching them into the wolf pack at the front in unison. The four grenades exploded, their blast waves overlapping, creating an even more formidable attack, blowing away all the wild wolves within a few meters, while countless fragments mercilessly ravaged the surrounding wolf pack.

After the explosion, as the smoke cleared, they saw seven or eight wild wolves lying in pools of blood. The White Wolf King let out an angry long howl, and the surrounding wild wolves turned and ran, scattering, vanishing into the night, leaving only the faint orange glint of their eyes visible, like demons crawling out of hell.

"Why do I feel like this was a probing attack?" Lan Xue frowned and said coldly.

"Indeed, I feel the same." Mountain Eagle responded in surprise, his eyes sharp, coldly observing the wolves under the night sky, densely packed, their number unknown, causing his scalp to prick, whispering, "Looks like there are a hundred wild wolves now?"

"Seems like it," Ghost Hand said, equally astonished.

Under the night sky, those eyes emitting an orange glow looked especially eerie, making everyone's scalp prick, an invisible pressure looming. Luo Zheng coldly watched the wolves in the night; a chill of concern rose in his eyes. Having killed so many wolves, this grudge was now set in stone, a relentless fight to the death. The wolves outside wouldn't disperse; they were trapped here. Trying to rush out would mean facing attacks from all directions. At least here they had the cave, a natural defense. But when their rations were exhausted, the situation would become more dire. What to do?

"There's something strange about this wolf pack," Lan Xue suddenly said softly.

"Indeed, where would such a large wolf pack come from? However, they are merely beasts and have forced us into the cave. With our ammunition, we can easily kill them," Ghost Hand said.

"What if they hide and don't attack?" Mountain Eagle reminded them.

"Hiss? Then it would be troublesome. We're trapped here without water and food. We can't last for days. Meanwhile, Bloodsucker might already be taken down by other countries; what about the mission? We must find a way to break through quickly," Ghost Hand looked at Luo Zheng with worry.

"Rushing out now is a death sentence. We don't have to worry about being attacked from all sides here. Let's wait until morning; then, concentrate firepower to break out," Luo Zheng said with some helplessness. Counting on the wolf pack to retreat was a daydream; he simply didn't dare hope, only relying on the weapons in their hands.

"These wolves remind me of the past," Lan Xue suddenly said quietly.

"The past?" Luo Zheng was startled, suddenly remembering the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group, his face changed dramatically, and he said bitterly, "No way... Could they be here to join this chaotic pool as well?"

"Hard to say. Let's hope not," Lan Xue saw Luo Zheng contemplating something and did not clarify further to avoid disturbing military morale, frowning in deep thought. After a while, Lan Xue looked at Luo Zheng, eyes questioning.

Luo Zheng understood that Lan Xue was asking what to do next. Shaking his head with a bitter smile, he whispered, "The wolf pack won't retreat by itself; breaking through at night is too dangerous. We can only hold out in the cave until morning and then figure it out. I'm just curious, who exactly got killed by the wild wolves earlier?"

"Indeed strange, those two seemed panicked, having lost their weapons, seemingly at their wits' end. However, Pothead or Snow Bear, both are elite soldiers. They wouldn't flee like those two did. Who could they be?" Lan Xue also became puzzled, whispering.

Everything was shrouded in mystery, the mysterious wolf pack, the mysterious two people, the mysterious White Wolf King. Luo Zheng's sword-like eyebrows furrowed tightly, staring outside in thought. The bonfire outside still danced, but the flames had weakened significantly. Unsure if it would last until dawn, Luo Zheng's sharp gaze turned to the wolves in the night, worry growing in his eyes.