"After the ambush incident, the Military has already locked onto their movements via satellite, and they are still under surveillance," Lan Xing said as he opened his computer, quickly connecting to the electronic equipment in the room. In no time, a barren mountain ridge appeared on the electronic screen. On a hillside, a team was marching quickly, the image was clear, fully clad in camouflage suits, their appearance could not be seen, making identification impossible.
"From their step skill, they look already exhausted, yet they're rushing ahead, clearly afraid we might catch up. Check their location immediately." Luo Zheng quickly said, his gaze becoming sharper, looking at the enemies on the electronic screen, clenching his fist, his mind filled with the image of his tragically fallen comrades, his teeth gritted tightly.
