The vast mountains remained as silent as ever.
However, beneath this silence
a slaughter quietly began.
In less than twenty minutes' time, the enemies from the east and south were annihilated by the quartet of Long Wei, Hu Meng, Bao Ji, and Lang Nue.
After the battle concluded, the four men headed towards the rendezvous point.
Laughter crackled over the radio once more.
"Hey hey, what do you think the situation is like over at Ye Fei's side?"
"Haha, haven't you noticed that we haven't heard a single gunshot yet? What does that tell you? It tells you the guy hasn't even made his move! I bet he's sulking right now, regretting that he's bragged too much."
"Your analysis makes sense. Wait till I see him, I'll smack his face hard. Isn't he good at talking big? Guys like him are just asking for a beating. If I don't thrash him a bit, wouldn't my title 'Lang Nue' be wasted?"
