The blue-green grasshoppers were rubbing their wings among the wild grass on the hillside.
In the next second.
The sole of a large combat boot stomped down, scaring the grasshoppers away with a rustling sound.
Gu Ji and Gong Qingyong each led a team.
The group resembled a procession of night phantoms, stealthily advancing towards the village along the slope.
Just as the team reached halfway.
Suddenly, a burst of static came through the tactical headset:
"Zzzz... Be careful!"
Gu Ji immediately raised his left fist, halted his steps, and quickly grabbed Liu Weijun's shoulder.
The latter passed the gesture on to Gao Bo.
The entire team simultaneously crouched down, curling into a ball and hiding among the wild grass and shrubs.
"Lookout, what's happening?"
"Zzzz... The sentry on the second floor of the village is looking your way, don't move yet!"
"Received, check your comms, there's a lot of static."
