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Wang Jianguo's square face, covered in mud and blood, twitched violently.

He stared at Lu Qingshan's resolute back, like a lone wolf, his chest heaving violently. The next second, he suddenly pulled out the Type 54 pistol that had been with him for more than ten years from his waist!

"Click!"

The sound of the safety pin being released was even more jarring than the explosion in the deathly silent depression.

"Lu Qingshan! You stop right there!"

Wang Jianguo rushed forward in three strides, pressing the dark muzzle of his gun firmly against Lu Qingshan's back.

"What do you think this is? A village fight? This is a battlefield!"

Wang Jianguo lowered his voice, his voice hoarse as if two pieces of sandpaper were rubbing together, and every word carried an unquestionable command.

"Hold your ground! I've already contacted the county via walkie-talkie; reinforcements from the armed forces will arrive in an hour at most! If you rush in alone now, you're just going to your death! I'm the commander-in-chief here; I will not allow civilians to risk their lives alone!"

Lu Qingshan didn't even turn his head.

He merely turned his body slightly to the side, his cold eyes glancing out of the corner of his eye at the gun pressed against his heart.

"reinforce?"

He spoke, but his voice was devoid of any emotion.

"Should we let more people die?"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Qingshan made a move.

His movements were so fast they were inhuman!

Wang Jianguo felt a numbness in his wrist, and an irresistible force came through his arm.

He didn't even see Lu Qingshan's movements clearly; he only felt as if the pistol in his hand had been branded with a red-hot iron, and instinctively let go.

The next second, the pistol that had been with him for many years was firmly in Lu Qingshan's hand.

Lu Qingshan held the gun in his left hand, while his right thumb and forefinger skillfully pinched and pressed it.

"Click."

The magazine was removed cleanly and efficiently.

With a flick of his wrist, the bullet was ejected from the chamber, arcing through the air before landing in his palm.

The whole process was so smooth and fast it was breathtaking.

Wang Jianguo stared blankly at his empty hands, then looked at Lu Qingshan's expressionless face, and cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back.

Is this kid even human?!

"In Laoyagou, there is only one road leading into the mountains."

Lu Qingshan threw the empty gun and magazine back to Wang Jianguo, stating a fact in a cold voice.

"There were two claps just now, guess how many more are ahead?"

"The guy laying the mines over there is an expert. He's not using homemade explosives, but modified military hand grenades that bounce, specifically designed to hit areas in the lower regions. The minefields are interconnected; if you step on one, there will definitely be a second and a third nearby."

"Your reinforcements have arrived. Thirty men are coming in line. In this thick fog, they're like a string of moving live targets, waiting to be called out one by one."

"It's worthless except for filling this depression with corpses."

"you……"

Wang Jianguo felt a tightness in his chest from those words and couldn't utter a single word.

"Uh...ah..."

Just then, the young police officer who had been dragged behind the bunker let out a painful groan.

The wound on his thigh was still bleeding profusely, his lips had turned bluish-purple, and his eyes were beginning to glaze over.

"Medic! Has the medic arrived yet? Quickly, stop the bleeding!"

An elderly police officer tore open his shirt and frantically pressed it against the wound, but the bleeding wouldn't stop.

time.

Every second of delay brings this young life one step closer to death.

Looking at his dying subordinate, and then at the cold-blooded young man before him, Wang Jianguo felt as if his heart was being gripped and torn apart by two large hands.

Discipline, responsibility, the lives of comrades...

Everything was churned into a boiling pot of mush in his mind.

Lu Qingshan gave him no further chance to struggle.

He stretched out his finger and pointed to the thick fog churning overhead.

"The rain has just stopped, and all the moisture in the mountains has been forced out. This is miasma. If you inhale too much, you will feel dizzy and unable to see clearly."

"Your men are good marksmen, but they've never risked their lives in the pitch-black woods."

"Those guys over there are desperados; they make a living this way. They're lurking in the shadows, while we're in the open. They can see us, but we can't even tell which direction they're in."

Lu Qingshan withdrew his hand and patted the restless, growling Qingwei and Dahuang at his feet.

"Only I can smell their scent."

"Only my dog ​​can find their tracks in this miasma."

"Only one person and two dogs, taking advantage of this thick fog, have a chance to sneak in and wipe them all out in one go."

Every word he uttered was like a heavy hammer, striking Wang Jianguo's most vulnerable nerves.

Wang Jianguo stared intently into Lu Qingshan's eyes.

What kind of eyes were those?

There was no anger, no fear, not even the slightest hesitation.

There was only a bottomless calm inside, and a murderous intent that even made this old policeman's heart tremble.

It was a pure, unadulterated gaze, solely focused on hunting.

He finally understood.

Lu Qingshan was neither making a request nor discussing it.

He was giving a notification.

Tell him, Wang Jianguo, to take his men and get out of here.

Don't get in the way.

After a good ten seconds, the rage and struggle in Wang Jianguo's red eyes finally subsided little by little.

He seemed to have all his strength drained away in an instant, and his shoulders slumped down in despair.

He turned around and, facing the still-shaken police officers and militiamen behind him, shouted a few words with all his might.

"bullet!"

"Get all the spare magazines for the rifles! Pistol ammunition! Get them all out!"

The surviving officers were stunned for a moment, but they still subconsciously began to unpack their ammunition pouches.

Wang Jianguo snatched two Type 56 magazines full of bullets from a young police officer, grabbed a handful of pistol bullets, strode up to Lu Qingshan, and stuffed them into his arms without saying a word.

"And mine too!"

Wang Jianguo also stuffed his empty gun and magazine into the box.

"Team! Retreat!!"

"Take the wounded! Evacuate the minefield as quickly as possible! Rescue the wounded!!"

Wang Jianguo gritted his teeth and issued the most frustrating and difficult order of his life.

The team started moving.

Two uninjured militiamen lifted the policeman with the broken leg, while the rest of the militiamen flanked him, staggering back the way they had come.

The young police officers who survived the ordeal all turned back as they retreated.

They watched the young man standing there, silently inserting one heavy magazine after another into the bullet belt at his waist.

The figure was covered in mud and dressed in tattered clothes, yet in the thick, gray fog, it stood tall like an ancient pine tree rooted on a mountaintop.

A complex mix of guilt, shame, and awe surged within them.

They are armed police officers, guardians of the people.

But today, in this man-eating old forest, they have become a burden that needs to be protected by civilians.

Wang Jianguo stood at the edge of the thick fog; he did not leave immediately.

He watched as Lu Qingshan tucked the Type 54 pistol into his waistband and then gripped the old double-barreled shotgun in his hand again.

Lu Qingshan bent down, patted Da Huang and Qingwei's heads, and whispered something.

The growls from the two hounds stopped instantly, and their eyes became as cold and focused as their owner's.

Then, one person and two dogs.

There was no turning back, no hesitation whatsoever.

With a swift movement, he silently and completely merged into the thick, bubbling miasma of Laoyagou.

Like a drop of water flowing into the ocean.

Not a single footprint or sound was left behind.