The mercenary group had completely sealed the outside, leaving Tang Cheng and the others with no choice but to remain trapped inside the mountain cave. They either ran out of ammunition and food, starving to death, or they made a desperate charge to fight the mercenaries. Although the odds of escaping alive were slim, at least taking one enemy out in death was better than starving for nothing!

"No, we must establish contact with them as soon as possible..."

Time was not on their side. If Tang Cheng and the others had truly been trapped in that cave for two days, their physical strength and energy would have been severely depleted.

No food, no water... Even the toughest warriors couldn't handle that.

If Qin Fang didn't come up with a solution soon, the fighters trapped inside might just make a suicidal charge with their weapons.

If it came to that, faced with the overwhelming firepower of the mercenary group, even Tang Cheng would have no guarantees of survival.

This mission to Anlang was one where Qin Fang had given Tang Feifei his solemn vow that he would definitely bring Tang Cheng back alive...

If something happened to Tang Cheng, it wasn't just that Qin Fang would feel guilty—he wouldn't be able to face Tang Feifei again at all...

"Dammit, I'll risk everything!"

Qin Fang wasn't one for pointless talk. Since sneaking in had become impossible, he could only resort to other tactics.

With a flick of his wrist, a heavy sniper rifle appeared in Qin Fang's hands. The bullets were already prepared and locked into the chamber... he aimed directly at the distant campsite.

The range of the heavy sniper rifle was incredibly far, its power terrifying, and the sound it made was thunderous. A single shot would alert every mercenary in the camp—it was impossible not to notice.

At that point, if hundreds of mercenaries rushed out, even if Qin Fang had ten guns, it wouldn't be enough to withstand the sheer barrage of bullets that would come his way...

Qin Fang had previously clashed with a mercenary group before and knew these individuals were seasoned experts. After spending so much time completing missions and fighting alongside each other, their teamwork had become almost flawless.

This wasn't as simple as 1+1=2. When combined, their strength multiplied exponentially, becoming overwhelmingly dangerous...

Qin Fang understood perfectly the concept of "enough ants can kill an elephant."

In ancient times, martial arts experts were far more common, with some reaching near-mythical levels. Yet, even those elites only roamed the martial world and never sought to conquer the realm or become emperors...

While martial arts experts were incredibly powerful, they couldn't overpower coordinated military units. With proper command, soldiers could unleash devastating strength, taking out even the best martial artists in mere moments.

The mercenary group in the camp now operated with the precision of a professional military unit. And though Qin Fang was powerful, he wasn't invincible—he couldn't take on a hundred men single-handedly.

Unarmed, Qin Fang might've dared to try. His group-based skills thrived on numbers: the more enemies, the greater his strength...

But the problem was, few of these mercenaries relied on hand-to-hand combat or cold weapons. Most were equipped with firearms.

Qin Fang had once been nearly killed by a bullet. That opponent had also been a group of mercenaries. By some miracle, Qin Fang survived, while those mercenaries were sent to meet King Yama instead.

This time, though, Qin Fang wasn't sure he'd be so lucky. A single stray bullet could end it all for him.

Bang~~

And yet, despite the risks, Qin Fang pulled the trigger without hesitation.

The target was an unlucky mercenary passing by. Judging by his attire, he seemed to be a mid-level leader. At least, from the way he had just reprimanded a careless gate guard with such arrogance, even Qin Fang—his enemy—found it unbearable.

So...

Disgusted, Qin Fang decided to settle a personal grudge on the side and took the man out with a single shot.

At this range, it was well within a sniper rifle's effective distance. For someone with Qin Fang's shooting skills, missing was impossible.

A single bullet tore through the man's forehead, exiting through the back of his skull...

The shot was absolutely lethal. Even with immediate treatment, it might take years—decades—for the man to recover, if he ever woke up at all...

But in this remote mountain wilderness, there was no one capable of treating such wounds. The nearest hospital was hundreds of kilometers away.

Such was the poverty of Anlang...

In these isolated mountain areas, life was brutal. Die here, and the wolves would likely drag your corpse away, leaving little chance of a proper burial.

When mountain folk faced such catastrophic "illnesses," they usually turned a blind eye, acting as though the victim had never existed...

The unlucky soul Qin Fang shot was a steward-level figure in the mercenary group, a minor leader. However, few respected his authority.

But the man had chosen to strut arrogantly in front of Qin Fang, acting like he was some kind of big deal. No wonder Qin Fang found him so irritating and decided to "reward" him with a bullet.

"Enemy attack!!"

"Woooooo~~"

The gunshot was so loud and sudden that it instantly alerted everyone in the camp. The chaotic sounds of alarm began to echo, as if war had broken out.

A sniper rifle out in the open, and one that had just killed a mid-level leader in one shot—this was a big deal. Mercenaries quickly grabbed their guns and raced out.

The alarms only grew louder, spreading like wildfire through the camp, even rousing those mercenaries resting in their tents.

Qin Fang wasn't afraid of these charging mercenaries. While they were intent on hunting him down from afar, he remained perched leisurely in a tree, eyes fixed on the movements within the camp.

Bang~~

Before anyone could react, Qin Fang fired again. Spotting a group of mercenaries clustering together, he didn't even bother aiming precisely, simply pulling the trigger to shoot into the crowd.

The spot Qin Fang chose to shoot at was cunningly selected among the clustered enemies, making his shot devastating.

If only his sniper rifle could fire like a submachine gun, unloading countless bullets in seconds, he'd have tossed a grenade into the group already and sent the lot of them straight to hell...

Even so, Qin Fang's shot didn't miss. Another unlucky mercenary took a bullet, this time to the chest, his heart bursting into a crimson spray.

At least this victim lasted a few minutes before finally succumbing to death's embrace and joining Black and White Impermanence in the Underworld.

"Woooooo~~ Enemy attack! Enemy attack!!"

By now, most of the camp was awake and aware that something had happened. But before anyone could fully grasp the situation, Qin Fang's second shot rang out.

Unlucky as ever, his second target fell as well, another enemy eliminated.

This time, the chaos in the camp exploded. These mercenaries weren't amateurs—they were ruthless killers themselves.

"Gather your men and follow me... Track him from this side!"

"Several guys over here! Split up and make sure we catch him!"

Orders were barked one after another within the camp. Every face was grim. Winning was expected, but losing would mean utter disgrace!

Ratatatatata...

And just then, a group suddenly emerged from the mountain cave's entrance, firing wildly toward the mercenary camp's structures, catching them completely off guard. The mercenaries scrambled for cover, hastily retaliating with intense gunfire...

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