An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 295 Oh my god!

Meng Youyou quickly changed her clothes back in her room, taking less than two minutes in total.

Then, she strode toward the wall where the kettle was hanging, wanting to quickly gather her things and get out of there as soon as possible.

The aluminum kettle is coated with a layer of military green paint. The body of the kettle is smooth and slightly curved. When a person gets close, the blurry outline of a face emerges on the dark green background.

Meng Youyou stopped in front of the teapot. The dark, somber color reflected a clean, fair face. She stared at it for two seconds, and a strange feeling immediately arose within her.

After thinking for a moment, she ran straight to the table made of stacked wooden crates, opened the top crate, which contained all sorts of miscellaneous items.

Meng Youyou pulled out a small, flat, round, old oil paint box.

I can't remember exactly where it came from, but I think it was given to her by Squad Leader Liu? When I opened the box, most of the paint inside had dried up and the paste had clumped up, making it a bit irritating to the skin when applied.

Meng Youyou returned to the kettle. She dipped her finger in the dark green paint and meticulously applied it to her cheeks and neck. The figure on the kettle gradually blended into the military green background, leaving only a pair of round eyes visible, their pupils dark and bright.

Meng Youyou stared into those eyes, and strangely, she couldn't detect even the slightest fear in them; they were as still as an ancient well without a ripple.

Meng Youyou looked away, glanced at her watch, and saw that there was only one minute left.

Unable to explain her feelings, Meng Youyou walked to the bedside, took out the wooden comb from under the pillow, and carefully and meticulously combed her not-too-messy short hair, the comb teeth brushing against the strands of hair, one by one.

As I stepped outside, a light drizzle began to fall, the fine raindrops landing on my face with a slightly cool dampness.

Meng Youyou gazed at the open space not far away, where a group of people had already gathered and were ready to go, their backpacks and equipment neatly slung over their shoulders.

Meng Youyou quickly quickened her pace and jogged over.

Upon closer inspection, she discovered that one of the team members was an old acquaintance she had met twice before in this very place.

The man had the same neat short hair as her, his face was covered in thick face paint, and he carried a bulky bag on his shoulder. He had a solemn aura, and when he was mixed in with the men, apart from being slightly shorter and thinner, he was indistinguishable from them.

It's Chu Yao again.

As if sensing her gaze, Chu Yao slowly turned to the side, her eyes landing precisely on Meng Youyou. She didn't speak, only slightly twitching the corners of her lips, her expression as if to say, "It's me, we meet again."

The task force, including Meng Youyou, consisted of only seven people, making it a relatively small operation.

Based on this, they were further divided into three branches: a gunner and an observer walked at the front as the vanguard group, responsible for reconnaissance and clearing the way; Leopard, as the group leader, led Meng Youyou and Chu Yao along the middle route as the core group; and a demolition expert and a communications officer were left at the rear as the cover group, responsible for covering the rear.

The three teams maintained a distance of 30 to 50 meters between each other, balancing concealment, safety, and controllability.

However, the infiltration route they chose was extremely difficult, full of unorthodox and unconventional paths, and many sections could not even be called "roads" at all.

Especially after entering the depths of the C theater, the weather was as bad as Leopard had predicted before the expedition—the rain was getting heavier and heavier, as if a hole had been opened in the sky and a flood was breaking out, making it impossible for people to open their eyes.

Their approach became increasingly extreme. They ventured into vine-covered forests, crossed riverbeds, and climbed steep cliffs... In short, they went wherever it was remote, wherever it was eerie, and wherever a path seemed daunting.

Actually, there's no need to ask; Meng Youyou herself can figure out the reasons. Why did she always choose such unconventional paths?
Centered on the C theater base, a ring radiating outwards is now the key area for Y Army's monitoring and interception, with visible and hidden sentry posts everywhere, making any conventional route impossible to traverse.

However, compared to the transportation lines from Zone C to the rear, the line connecting Zone A and Zone C was somewhat unexpected and outside the enemy's key control area.

However, they still cannot be careless and must remain cautious.

After all, the enemy's defensive line for this encirclement and interception was unprecedented in its strength, and it would not be an exaggeration to call it a net. To try to sneak into this impenetrable "iron cage" without anyone noticing would be tantamount to turning a "dead game" into a live one.

...

As we continued our trek into the latter half of the cave, the rain outside suddenly intensified, with abundant rainwater continuously flowing into the underground river system from upstream.

The water level of the underground river began to rise at a visible speed, and the originally relatively gentle current became turbulent and volatile, like a wild beast that had been awakened, roaring and rushing through the cave.

The murky, muddy currents, carrying silt and sand, constantly tore at and pushed against the people struggling to swim upstream.

Huo Qingshan, who was at the front, was the first to sense the rapid change in water pressure ahead. The force of the water flow suddenly intensified, and the water temperature continued to drop.

The man's heart skipped a beat. Experience told him to make a quick judgment—in such a closed underground river, once the flash flood completely filled in, the water level would quickly overflow the top of the cave, leading to catastrophic disaster. They had to reach the exit to shore as soon as possible before the water flow became completely out of control.

Huo Qingshan immediately braced himself against a protruding rock on the riverbed, abruptly stopping his forward movement. He then quickly turned around and signaled to the members behind him with a tactical hand signal to "speed up".

Upon receiving the order, he did not continue leading the way. Instead, he quickly swam to the right, creating a passage in the middle for the team members behind him to pass through in turn.

After all the team members had moved ahead, the man decisively followed and stayed at the very back of the group, taking on the responsibility of bringing up the rear.

The team struggled to accelerate in the dark water. Their arm movements became rapid, and their breathing became heavy with exertion.

Before long, a narrow, gourd-shaped erosion opening appeared in front of them.

Over millions of years, the underground river channel in this karst cave has been eroded by the flow of water. The middle section of the rock wall has repeatedly contracted and expanded, resulting in an extremely irregular shape. Narrow and wide sections alternately connect, forming a long, irregularly shaped river channel with gaps of varying sizes, resembling a "gourd string".

The river narrows dramatically where it narrows to allow only one person to pass at a time. Here, the water's flow increases dramatically, like a high-pressure jet, carrying a brute force capable of completely overturning a person.

Even after passing through the narrow crevice and reaching the open area, one must not let one's guard down. Inside the "gourd's belly," a large amount of water accumulates and swirls, making it difficult to drain away quickly. With the continuous accumulation of water force, extraordinary whirlpools form in the center, and one can easily be swept into them if one is not careful.

However, what is even more alarming is that both the riverbed and the rock walls on both sides are covered with countless sharp stalagmites, stalactite remnants, and blade-like edges of erosion fissures, which lurk in the shadows, posing a deadly threat.

The group's pace inevitably slowed. They kept a watchful eye on each other, and after a difficult journey through several narrow bends, they reached the end of the river. Huo Qingshan remained at the back of the group. After struggling through a narrow bend, he managed to steady himself by digging his fingertips into a crevice in the rock face. Taking a moment to catch his breath, the man didn't forget to look ahead and survey the situation.

In the water ahead, a team member was in the middle of the gourd-shaped section, trying to swim across the whirlpool in one go, close to the outer edge. Further away, A-Cheng, the scout who was always the most agile, had already approached the entrance to the next "gourd waist" section, with half of his body submerged in the turbulent current.

However, a sudden change occurred!
Just as Acheng was about to pass through the narrow opening ahead, a powerful current of water surging from the side suddenly slammed into him.

He was already carrying heavy equipment, not to mention the long journey he had been making for days without a proper rest. Just a few hours ago, they had fought a high-intensity battle against the enemy's most elite forces, and then immediately retreated upstream without stopping. This intense pace had already pushed his physical strength to the brink.

The sudden impact caught Acheng off guard, causing him to lose his balance instantly. He only had time to let out a short cry of surprise before the immense force violently pulled him back from the narrow opening, like a lone boat with a broken mooring, hurtling straight towards the center of the "gourd's belly"!
The team member who was on the outer edge of the vortex saw Acheng rushing towards them out of control. He reacted quickly and immediately leaped up to grab Acheng's gear.

But Ah Cheng was swept away by the current too fast, and his fingertips only grazed the edge of the strap before he finally grabbed nothing!

All of this was observed by Huo Qingshan, who was positioned at the rear.

Ah Cheng was swept away by the rapids and had no power to fight back. His head tilted back uncontrollably, and his momentum did not diminish at all. He crashed into a cluster of jagged, fallen stalactite remnants on the inner rock wall, with sharp, canine-tooth-like broken edges.

If you go any further, you'll see your head explode!

Without the slightest hesitation, Huo Qingshan pushed off the riverbed with both legs, unleashing all his strength, and shot out against the current like an arrow released from a bow.

Just as Acheng's head was only half an arm's length away from the sharp stone spike, Huo Qingshan's right arm shot out and grabbed Acheng's backpack strap tightly. At the same time, his left arm quickly passed under Acheng's armpit, wrapped around his chest, and pulled him back sharply!

However, due to inertia and the continuous force of the water flow in front of the narrow opening, the enormous impact propelled the two of them backward.

Ah Cheng, who was standing in front of him, had just choked on a lot of water and was coughing violently. His body was pressed against Huo Qingshan's, and Huo Qingshan could clearly feel that Ah Cheng's limbs were constantly trembling and twitching.

Huo Qingshan's left hand held Acheng tightly, not daring to loosen his grip even slightly, while his right hand quickly groped for the rock wall beside him in the murky water. With lightning speed, he locked onto a nearby protrusion and made a swift move.

The protruding rock seemed stable, but in reality, after grasping it for less than half a second, a cracking sensation came from his palm. The next second, the protruding rock under his hand completely disintegrated, and the force in his hand was instantly dissipated.

Almost instinctively, the man's wrist suddenly twisted and swung downwards, his knuckles exerting force again to grip the remaining root of the broken rock.

Fortunately, this time they managed to get a firm grip. Huo Qingshan immediately seized the point of leverage, clenched his teeth, and suddenly gathered strength in his waist and abdomen, managing to completely stop the two of them from sliding.

...

Once they emerged from the cave and reached the shore, the group could no longer hold on. Their clothes, soaked through, dripped with mud and water. They staggered and collapsed onto the muddy ground, letting the icy rain pelt them.

Heavy breathing rose and fell, mingling with the sound of rain, spreading across the empty shore.

Huo Qingshan was the only one still standing.

The man's gaze swept over the heads of the people lying haphazardly on the ground, silently counting them to confirm the number was correct. Only then did he turn his head and shake it vigorously to clear the water from his ears.

After doing all that, the man glanced down quickly at his right wrist.

The way I grabbed the stone in the water was too sudden and the force was too stiff; I still feel a dull ache inside.

The man tried to move his wrist, repeatedly clenching and straightening his fingers, and confirmed that he had not injured any bones, but had only pulled some muscles, which was not a big problem.

He shook his wrist, suppressing the mild soreness. Then, the man took a few steps closer, and when he looked down at the team member slumped on the ground, the fatigue on his face instantly vanished, replaced by an undeniable sternness: "Attention everyone, take cover immediately within a 100-meter radius, rest for five minutes, then immediately regroup and continue the advance along the original route."

...

Meng Youyou is currently walking on a treacherous cliffside path. To the right is a steep, slippery, and water-soaked cliff face, and to the left is a deep canyon shrouded in torrential rain.

The raincoat was practically useless; the inner shirt was already soaked through, clinging to my body with rainwater and adding only weight.

I didn't count how many mountains we had crossed, but we had traveled a very, very long way. We didn't rest along the way, except once when the scout ahead indicated that they might have spotted a Y Army patrol, so we waited silently for a few minutes. Apart from that, we spent the rest of the time traveling.

As they progressed further, the leading vanguard group's pace increased rather than decreased, suggesting that they didn't have much time left.

Although the official document did not reveal many details, the bright red top-secret seal, the emphasis on time limits, and the unprecedentedly tight blockade imposed by the enemy all confirmed one conclusion: the intelligence value of this interrogation was immeasurable, and timeliness was of paramount importance; every second of delay could mean missing a crucial moment.

Meng Youyou has never been physically strong. Although she was exhausted, she didn't want to be the one who dragged down the progress. So she gritted her teeth and forced herself to move her legs, making it through one stretch after another.

Slowly... her steps became unsteady, and in one step, her toes accidentally tripped over a loose pebble. Meng Youyou stumbled and her knees fell straight down.

"Watch out!" Chu Yao reacted quickly from behind, letting out a low shout and nimbly and powerfully hugging Meng Youyou's waist from behind.

"Thank you..." Meng Youyou's voice trembled slightly as she spoke.

"Can you still walk?" Chu Yao asked.

Meng Youyou straightened up, leaning against the cliff face, and answered silently.

After that, Chu Yao reached out and grabbed Meng Youyou's waistband, and didn't let go.

The two continued walking forward, one in front of the other, their heads down, focusing almost all their attention on the muddy, slippery path beneath their feet, making each step exceptionally difficult.

But before they had gone two steps, Meng Youyou sensed something was wrong. The leopard, which had been walking steadily ahead of them, suddenly stopped, and in their sight, the man's mud-caked military boots abruptly turned around and charged towards them.

Seeing this, Meng Youyou looked up in confusion. A point of extremely bright scarlet, like a red-hot bullet, suddenly tore through the darkness in front of her and shot straight into her pupils!
That's an emergency signal from the vanguard team! What does a solid red signal light mean...?
Meng Youyou didn't have time to think about its meaning, because the scene she saw the next second made her pupils contract sharply, and her blood seemed to freeze in an instant.

Oh my God! ! !