The visibility in the hazy forest was low, but luckily everyone had night vision devices. Luo Zheng led Lan Xue and Hong Meihua down the mountain slope, meeting up with Ghost Hand retreating from the mountain hollow, and they hurried deeper into the forest. Each person wore a grim expression, lips pressed tightly like blades, running silently like a pack of hunting wolves, and they unknowingly arrived at a hillside. Luo Zheng gestured, and everyone quickly dispersed, hiding in place.
At this point, they saw Snow Leopard leading people to retreat, the enemy was fiercely pursuing, using flashlights and torches for lighting without night vision devices. Though this made them sitting ducks, the army was fearless, fighting hard and fiercely, forcing Snow Leopard to speed up the retreat. If it weren't for Mountain Eagle constantly sniping at the flanks, they'd have been overrun.
"Snow Leopard, scatter to the sides," Luo Zheng commanded coldly.
