Warning! A hidden dragon has emerged!

Upon hearing the mention of the Spirit Gathering Grass, everyone snapped out of their daze and followed Evan's footsteps toward the mountainside.

The Spirit Gathering Grass is the core of this mission.

No matter how many people die, as long as the spirit herb is brought back to the White Eagle Alliance, the mission is considered complete.

Then, when everyone reached the halfway point of the mountain, they all froze in place, and the scene instantly fell silent.

The once lush and vibrant Spirit Gathering Grass field is now a complete mess.

Looking around, there was still a trace of the Spirit Gathering Grass.

"Where's the Spirit Gathering Grass? Where's my Spirit Gathering Grass?"

"How did such a large patch of Spirit Gathering Grass just disappear?"

"Can anyone tell me, what about my grass?"

Evan was acting like a madman, roaring and screaming.

Everyone stared blankly, their minds completely blank.

All your efforts to draw water in a bamboo basket have been in vain; the cooked duck has flown away!

The team members sacrificed their lives in vain; all their hard work was for nothing.

Something's not right!

Mittel was the first to react, his sharp eyes scanning the ground and immediately noticing something amiss.

"Mr. Evan, look at these footprints on the ground!"

The field was not only marked with traces of shovels turning over the soil, but also with messy footprints of varying depths and sizes.

"This isn't one person, it's an entire tactical squad."

Mittel, true to his special forces background, immediately spotted the problem.

"We were busy fighting that beast and had no time to pay attention to the spiritual herbs. Someone took advantage of this opportunity to sneak over and dig up the entire patch of herbs!"

"Fuck!"

Upon hearing this, Evan flew into a rage.

His eyes were bloodshot with rage, his chest heaved violently, and a raging fire shot straight to the top of his head.

They fought desperately for the Spirit Gathering Grass, suffering heavy losses, only to have it snatched away by someone else.

"There's a traitor in our team. Not only did they leak the information beforehand, but they also exposed our route of operation. This is a classic case of the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind!"

Evan's expression changed drastically, his eyes turning ruthless and sharp as he slowly swept his gaze over everyone present.

Shen Tianfang, Qian Tai, and Fang Mushou turned pale with fright.

He waved his hands hurriedly, shaking his head like a rattle drum.

"It wasn't me!"

"It has nothing to do with me!"

"I couldn't possibly be the one who leaked the information!"

Evan glanced coldly at the three of them without stopping.

The sharp gaze continued forward, sweeping over the wounded mercenaries, and finally landing on a scarred man covered in blood.

Upon seeing this, the mercenary leader immediately stepped forward and protected the man.

"Mr. Evan, it can't be him! Lone Goose and I are sworn brothers. Even if everyone else betrayed us, it's absolutely impossible for him!"

Seeing his nervousness, Evan suppressed his anger and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"Why are you panicking? I didn't say he was a spy."

Despite saying that, the suspicion in his eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

"Mr. Evan, judging from the disturbed soil and these footprints on the ground, those people shouldn't have gone far."

Mittel interrupted Evan's suspicions and immediately offered reasonable advice.

"We have helicopters. No matter how fast they run, they can't escape Hunter's Valley in such a short time. As long as we take off immediately, we'll definitely find them and retrieve the Spirit Gathering Grass."

"Without further ado, proceed immediately according to Colonel Mittel's plan!"

Evan forcibly suppressed his raging anger and glared fiercely at the scarred man.

He then boarded the helicopter in a huff.

The remaining four fighter jets quickly took off and launched a carpet search in four directions, with Hunter Valley as the core.

Looking down at the ground from high above, the view is vast, and there is almost nowhere to hide.

However, a full three hours passed.

The group searched Hunter Valley and the Blue Mountains twice.

They searched the mountains, forests, ravines, and cliff bottoms with great effort, but couldn't find a single person.

The atmosphere inside cabin number one was extremely oppressive.

Evan's face was ashen, and he spoke in a deep voice.

"Helicopters fly too high, and there will inevitably be places they can't search. We have to mobilize manpower to conduct a grid search from the ground."

Mittel frowned slightly, looking hesitant.

"Mr. Evan, a ground-based search involves thousands or even tens of thousands of troops, which is time-consuming and laborious. Most importantly, three hours have already passed. Once the other side leaves the Blue Mountains, it will be futile no matter how many more people we send."

"Then tell me, what should we do?"

"I……"

Mittel was speechless for a moment, clearly having no better solution.

Just then, Fang Mushou approached with a sinister look and took the initiative to speak.

"Mr. Evan, Colonel Mittel, I have an idea."

"explain."

Evan looked up at him, his fierce gaze filled with murderous intent.

"If you can't give me a straight answer, I'll make you regret it."

"Mr. Evan, there are fewer than a hundred people in the world who know about and recognize the Spirit Gathering Grass, and ninety percent of them are from China."

"Go on!"

"We don't need to waste time in these vast mountains. As long as we immediately block all airports, ports, and cross-border train stations in Australia and Asia, strictly check all Chinese nationals leaving the country, and guard every exit point, do you think the treasure thieves can still escape?"

"Mr. Fang is right."

Qian Tai immediately added.

"Three hours is enough time for them to withdraw from this area. Searching the mountains and forests further will be a waste of our energy. Once they leave with the Spirit Gathering Grass, it will be truly futile!"

"Well said!"

Evan suddenly understood, and a look of joy flashed in his eyes.

He immediately ordered everyone to evacuate the Blue Mountain Range. At the same time, he took out his satellite phone and contacted the leader of the White Eagle Alliance directly, requesting that the Australian government coordinate with the authorities to block all border crossings and conduct thorough checks on all Dragon Kingdom personnel leaving the country, in order to retrieve the Spirit Gathering Grass.

Over the valley.

Four armed helicopters roared as they changed course and gradually disappeared into the distance, eventually vanishing on the horizon.

Deep in the dense forest.

After confirming that he could no longer hear the roar of the helicopter, Qin Quan suddenly rolled over and crawled out from a thick pile of fallen leaves.

The dappled sunlight filtered through the branches and leaves onto his face. He exhaled a long breath, and his tense body completely relaxed.

"Those idiots are finally gone."

He stood up, brushed the dust and fallen leaves off his clothes, and looked around with a solemn expression.

Ling Yuyan, Qin Ling, and the others burst up from the withered leaves on the ground and landed steadily next to Qin Quan.

"Junior Brother, the White Eagle Alliance suffered such a great loss today, they will definitely not let this go. They will surely lay a trap to find the Spirit Gathering Grass. We must leave Australia as soon as possible."

Ling Yuyan said anxiously.

Leaving now still offers a glimmer of hope, but once Australia and Asia completely close their border crossings, escaping will become much more difficult.

"It's alright!"

Qin Quan, however, did not take the matter to heart at all.

"In these open mountains and fields, we cannot contend with advanced firearms, but once we reach urban areas, especially bustling downtown areas, who would dare to use weapons of mass destruction?"

Small-caliber weapons and ordinary guns are useless against him, and he dares not use large-caliber weapons in the city center, thus forming a perfect closed loop.

Downtown areas are natural protective barriers.