Strongest Soldier King

It was close to noon, and the original forest became hot and humid, with light winds and clear skies. The birds and beasts had returned to their nests, making the once noisy forest much quieter. On a hillside, two gray rabbits watched their surroundings cautiously, running a short distance before immediately stopping, perking up their ears, and sniffing the ground. Perhaps sensing danger, they darted into a hole under a nearby large tree.

In the crown of the large tree, Luo Zheng was standing on a branch observing the distance. With one arm hugging the trunk and the other holding a sniper scope, his body swayed with the tree trunk, but his expression grew serious. Through the sniper scope, Luo Zheng saw a team leaving in a patch of forest, which was unusual. Why were these people leaving when the battle wasn't over yet? Could there be internal strife within the allied forces?

"Mountain Eagle, Ghost Hand, what's the situation on your end?" Luo Zheng said in a low voice.

The voice was transmitted through the earpieces to Ghost Hand and Mountain Eagle. Soon, Mountain Eagle softly said, "I discovered enemies lurking in the forest ahead. Should we go and eliminate them? However, only three suspicious targets were found, and it's unclear further away. There may be more enemies lurking."

"I've also detected potential targets, but the other side is cunning, making it hard to confirm." Ghost Hand also said in a low voice.

"Have you discovered any retreating allied forces?" Luo Zheng asked in surprise.

"Retreat?" Ghost Hand and Mountain Eagle also expressed their surprise.

After a while, both sent messages confirming they had not discovered any retreating allied forces. Luo Zheng pondered if it might just be a particular enemy group, but that didn't make sense either. He continued speaking in a low voice, "Continue monitoring from your positions. I'll move up to check it out. Be ready to cover me."

"Understood." The two responded quietly.

Luo Zheng descended the tree and moved forward cautiously, using the surrounding trees for cover. After running ten meters, he immediately sought concealment, observed for a while, and then continued forward upon confirming there was no danger, unknowingly advancing over three hundred meters to the foot of the mountain.

The area at the foot of the mountain was open, and although there were many allied forces hiding, it wasn't without gaps. Luo Zheng watched the front cautiously, even picking up a broken branch from the ground and throwing it forward, attempting to flush out any enemies, but found no signs of danger, sparking his curiosity. He continued to infiltrate further.

Surrounded by tall trees, Luo Zheng ran quickly to hide under a large tree, leaned against the trunk, and perked up his ears. After confirming no abnormalities, he peered out. As far as the eye could see, there were towering trees everywhere. Even looking up at the tree canopy yielded nothing unusual. Luo Zheng was surprised and said in a low voice, "No signs, how strange."

"Where are the people?" Ghost Hand and Mountain Eagle were also surprised.

Luo Zheng also wanted to know where everyone had gone. Bold and skilled, he advanced another two hundred meters or so and suddenly heard talking. Startled, he quickly took cover behind a large tree, tensed his body, crouched a little, gripped his pistol tightly, and prepared for battle. He listened intently with keen eyes scanning the surroundings.

Soon, the voices grew louder, prompting Luo Zheng to peer out cautiously. He saw several people carrying two injured individuals, moving away in the opposite direction of the mountains. Curious and suspicious, he waited for a while. This group split in two; some carried the injured away into the distance while others moved towards the base of the mountain, quickly dispersing and taking cover.

"Hiss?" Seeing this, Luo Zheng furrowed his brow in deep thought, puzzled by their actions. With the path blocked by enemies, he steeled himself and pursued the direction the injured were taken.

Along the way, Luo Zheng found no suspicious activity. He tailed the group for about three hundred meters and realized that the front team wasn't heading to a camp for treatment or to meet someone. It seemed like they were leaving the battlefield. Hidden in the shadow of a large tree, Luo Zheng's cold gaze observed the front team, filled with suspicion.

Suddenly, Luo Zheng understood. These people should be escorting the injured away. Thoughts of the concocted fecal virus suddenly flashed in his mind, startling him, but he quickly reacted, saying in a low voice, "Lan Xue, Lan Xing, can you hear me? Reply if you can."

"We hear you." The Lan Xue sisters immediately replied.

"The allied forces' injured are beginning to evacuate the battlefield, meaning the enemy troops ambushed at the foot of the mountain have decreased. I saw a team leave, with three injured carried away by six men on stretchers. Following this ratio, if the enemy has twenty injured, wouldn't it require forty to escort them, reducing the enemy's numbers by a significant chunk?" Luo Zheng said in a low voice, his sharp eyes observing everywhere.

"If the enemy has over thirty injured, then their forces may be reduced by more than half. What are they planning? Why are they doing this? Aren't they afraid of us counterattacking?" Lan Xue said in surprise.

"Remember what was concocted on the mountain top? It might be taking effect." Luo Zheng reminded quietly.

"I don't quite understand what you're discussing, but what do you need me to do?" Lan Xing interrupted.

"Keep close satellite surveillance around, see if anyone is leaving, track them, and inform me of their routes and coordinates at any time. If they evacuate the wounded, our counterattack time can be moved up. Xue Er, is the team ready?" Luo Zheng said with excitement.

"Ready." Lan Xue answered.

"Understood, my satellite happens to be moving over." Lan Xing also hurriedly replied.

Satellite operations have trajectories; the Earth is also rotating, so satellite monitoring of Earth isn't constant or instant. Understanding this, Luo Zheng said, "Good, keep an eye on them. I'll confirm if this is true. The counterattack is scheduled for the afternoon, prepare accordingly."

"Understood." Lan Xue and Lan Xing immediately agreed.

Luo Zheng caught up with the front team, followed for a distance, confirming they were indeed retreating, not pursuing, but instead turning back and going up the mountain by another route. Midway, he encountered another retreating team. Luo Zheng watched them leave, further solidifying his judgment, and slowly made his way to the mountain's foot.

In the distant dense forest, Luo Zheng saw someone standing next to a pile of yellow earth, lost in thought. The figure was slim and somewhat familiar, startling him. He quickly concealed himself, observing carefully, and soon saw someone approach. The slim figure turned around, and Luo Zheng took a closer look—it was Tang Tian. Instantly filled with rage, vengeance burned in his eyes. Luo Zheng quickly set up his sniper rifle. If Tang Tian was taken out, the Wild Wolf Mercenary Group would lose its backbone, destroying it, and his revenge would be fulfilled.

The opportunity was rare, and Luo Zheng didn't want to let it slip. He quickly locked onto Tang Tian, concentrating, meticulously calming his lethal intent to avoid alarming the target. With a wind speed of level two, a distance of three hundred meters, and optimal visibility, Luo Zheng confirmed all sniping conditions, then slowly placed his finger on the trigger.