Chapter 134 Battle Imminent!

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Katie saw something unusual—Wang Zheng actually turned his head and seemed to give her a faint smile.

Although Katie couldn’t see Wang Zheng’s eyes, she could clearly sense that he had discovered her presence.

The biggest taboo for snipers is exposing their target. Katie knew that if she moved now, she would definitely be spotted by Wang Zheng. If she were to bet on him not noticing her and continue hiding, it wouldn’t work because she understood that Wang Zheng was a seasoned expert. His smile couldn't have been random.

But how did he discover her She had carefully stayed behind the entire time, keeping over a kilometer between them. The distance just now was at least 700 meters. How could he see her

No time for thoughts—Katie performed a backflip and gracefully leaped down from a tall tree, disappearing into the dense forest.

Wang Zheng watched the lush forest with a mysterious smile on his lips as his eyes narrowed slightly.

After saying goodbye to Old Sheng who would forever rest in the Golden Triangle, Wang Zheng drove back in his Hummer. However, this time he was even more cautious, though outwardly he remained calm and undisturbed, not letting Shen Fei sense anything unusual. Deep down, he had prepared himself for combat because he knew someone was secretly following them, a master tracker.

Wang Zheng didn’t speculate about the identity of this expert; somehow, he sensed that the person wasn't malicious towards him.

If they intended to assassinate him, there were numerous opportunities along their journey. However, they hadn’t struck yet but instead trailed behind persistently. This behavior puzzled Wang Zheng.

After much contemplation, he concluded with a result that was both amusing and absurd: the person was observing him closely, intrigued by him.

At this point, Wang Zheng couldn't have imagined that his persistent stalker was actually a woman—a stunning Eurasian beauty.

For now, Wang Zheng had no intention of seeking trouble. With so many matters to handle, he preferred waiting for the other party to come forward first.

Seeing Wang Zheng return with Sheng Fei, Cheng Yuling finally felt relieved. If something had happened to Wang Zheng in the Golden Triangle, he would have lost his support entirely, which was definitely not what Cheng Yuling wanted to see happen. However, regarding Wang Zheng's capabilities, Cheng Yuling had absolute confidence. How could a super elite special forces soldier of the People’s Republic of China easily encounter any trouble

"I've already gotten word that Rina is now fifty kilometers away from their base camp, having just plundered an extensive poppy plantation with rich spoils and is preparing to return." Cheng Yuling knew what Wang Zheng needed and immediately approached him, saying this.

“Alright then. Lead your team and we’ll take the opportunity tonight.” Wang Zheng thought it was a good chance as well and said after some deliberation: “Are you familiar with the terrain”

Cheng Yuling replied confidently, "I once worked in this area for many years as an mercenary and still have connections here. I am very familiar with the topography of the Golden Triangle; it's like a living map to me."

"Alright then, go ahead and prepare your troops and everything else you might need." Wang Zheng smiled slightly, his eyebrows furrowing ever so lightly as sharp energy emanated from him.

“And what about me” Sheng Fei looked worriedly at him and said: “I want to accompany you guys.”

Sheng Fei knew that this time Wang Zheng was going into battle with real guns, a battlefield where situations changed in an instant and bullets didn’t discriminate. Even if he was one of China’s top special forces soldiers, she couldn’t be sure that he would come out unscathed. Since returning from her father’s grave, Wang Zheng had become the man Sheng Fei wanted to get closer to more than anyone else. She certainly did not want him to suffer any injuries.

If possible, she wished for Wang Zheng to stay away from battlefields forever and forget that profound hatred, living a life as an ordinary person should. If necessary, she would accompany him.

However, Sheng Fei understood that with such deep blood feuds and the mission of rebuilding Long Lin, Wang Zheng wouldn’t give up so easily; otherwise, he wouldn’t have returned to the capital city. This man’s passion did not fade over time but was always ready to be ignited.

“No need for that. Stay here and I will hide you well.” Wang Zheng gently patted Sheng Fei's shoulder and said: “There is a cellar underneath your bed, designed specifically as a hiding place. Like the proverbial three dens of the crafty rabbit, one of them was Cheng Yuling’s old lair. You’ll be safe there.”

To tell the truth, Wang Zheng himself had concerns. If he and Cheng Yuling led their troops out, what if someone else developed a crush on Sheng Fei while they were away Or, what if another tribe took advantage of this opportunity to loot or attack when defenses were weak The chaos in the Golden Triangle was unimaginable for outsiders; such possibilities had to be considered.

“Alright then. Promise me you’ll return safely.” Sheng Fei knew she couldn’t stop Wang Zheng, so all she could do was not hinder him.

"Don't worry. Come on, I need to change clothes, hahaha, go to your room and hide while I'm at it." Seeing the somber atmosphere that had developed during their parting, Wang Zheng couldn’t help but jest.

“No sense of propriety,” Sheng Fei blushed and retorted.

In Sheng Fei's room, Wang Zheng lifted the bed and moved aside a few suitcases to reveal a floorboard. This board differed slightly in color from the others, making it hard to notice if one didn't look closely.

Cheng Yuling indeed wanted to build closer ties with Wang Zheng, hoping to benefit from his influence by sharing such secrets.

Gently prying at the edge of the floorboard, Wang Zheng lifted it up to reveal a cellar beneath.

Evidently, Cheng Yuling had thought this through carefully—the place was dark but not damp. There was a camp bed and a stack of Chinese magazines. However, what left Wang Zheng speechless was that there was even an uninflated sex doll in the room.

Wang Zheng couldn't help but criticize Cheng Yuling inwardly; Sheng Fei also leaned forward to take a look and blushed, saying, "Are all men so perverted"

Shaking his head, Wang Zheng expressed his disdain for Cheng Yuling without any concealment: "How could this guy have such peculiar tastes Has he thought about how it might feel like committing necrophilia when he's doing that with a sex doll"

If Cheng Yuling had heard these words, he would likely have fainted and suffered psychological trauma, never touching another such object again. Wang Zheng’s tongue was truly vicious.

Upon hearing this, Sheng Fei shot Wang Zheng a sideways glance with disdain: "I think your thoughts are even more obscene."

"Get down there quickly," said Wang Zheng somewhat embarrassedly, not wanting to continue the topic with Sheng Fei. He hurriedly spoke.

"No can do, I need to see you change clothes as you promised." Sheng Fei sat on a stool and said smilingly: "Hurry up and get changed!"

Wang Zheng looked at Sheng Fei in disbelief, confirming she wasn’t joking before he smiled back, saying, "Are you sure you don't regret it"

"Of course not. A grown man fussing about isn't embarrassed." Sheng Fei said: "Besides, you're not taking off your pants anyway; what’s there to be scared of"

“Alright then,” Wang Zheng really had no intention of being a rogue. He knew that Sheng Fei was just teasing him to regain some face but compared with the thick-skinned Wang Big Hitman, Sheng Fei had already lost before even beginning.

Wang Zheng took off his shirt, revealing those once-shocking scars on his body, dazzling and eye-catching. Upon seeing them, Sheng Fei fell silent.

Lying all over his body, some long and some short, with wounds from trauma, burns, and penetrating injuries, these scars reveal the ugliness on Wang Zheng's body.

Wang Zheng put on tight undergarments made of special material and then wore military green camouflage. He took out camouflage grease paint to turn his face into black and green stripes.

Looking at the camouflaged Wang Zheng in the mirror, his rather handsome face was no longer visible, replaced by a rugged and fierce aura. Was this how men looked before going to war Sheng Fei felt heartache as tears uncontrollably flowed down her cheeks again.

Sheng Fei hugged Wang Zheng from behind and pressed herself tightly against him; soon his clothes were soaked with her tears.

With a beauty like this clinging to him, instead of feeling the incredible elasticity and sensation through his back, Wang Zheng released Sheng Fei's hands, turned toward her face, wiped away her tears with his large hand, and said, "In such situations, it almost happened every day before. Once you get used to it, it won’t be so bad."

"I can't bear the thought of it," Sheng Fei replied with lowered head.

"These small henchmen in the Golden Triangle are nothing; don't worry, I will come back safely." Wang Zheng gently squeezed Sheng Fei's hand and gave her an assuring look.

"Promise me, you must come back safely," Sheng Fei said earnestly.

However, Wang Zheng's next sentence shattered all the romantic atmosphere completely.

"I promise I will definitely return. Just for your 36D, I have to come back."

...

Cheng Yuling’s pre-battle speech was very successful. Upon hearing that they were going to ambush the Li Na squad, his subordinates instantly perked up; their homes had been plundered by the Li Na squad and their women raped by them. In these men's hearts, seeds of deep-seated hatred had long taken root, making them wish to tear Li Na apart piece by piece.

As he watched Wang Zheng selecting weapons, Cheng Yuling’s eyes nearly popped out.

A US-made M980 assault rifle, 200 rounds of rifle ammunition, a Desert Eagle pistol, plus an Israeli-made SK-80 micro衝鋒槍 (micro submachine gun), 400 rounds of submachine gun ammunition, and eight hand grenades slung at his waist.e at all.When Wang Zheng appeared on the floor of the twenty-second level, his eyes suddenly narrowed. Yes, he saw Su Wanwan and another person too."Wang Zheng, you need to go back, quickly go back!"...